Chapter Sixteen



The next morning, everything was relatively normal in the Summers house. Dawn went off to school, with no project but Buffy had written a note explaining that there was a 'family emergency' and Dawn couldn't complete her project. Darry went to The Magic Box to help Anya; only Buffy and Willow were home.
"Giles said we should call to check in, once we figured out the whole Darry/Slayer thing." Willow reminded Buffy, once everyone was gone.
"Oh right. Well, we have nothing else to do we might as well call him." Buffy said.
Willow dialed Giles's number and handed the phone over to Buffy. Giles picked up after the six or seventh ring. "Hello?" He answered.
"Hi Giles." Buffy said, just as her friend had three days ago.
"Oh hello Buffy." Giles said. "Have you gotten anymore information about that girl, um, the one you thought was a Slayer. What was her name?" Giles asked.
"Darry. And yes, we do have more information. She's not a Slayer after all. It turns out that she's a werewolf." Buffy answered.
"A werewolf? How did you…oh yes the last three nights were full moons." Giles muttered. "Very well done Buffy, I presume you handled it properly." Giles said.
"Yep, as proper as proper can be." Buffy said, snickering.
"Does she -she know about you, as the Slayer?" Giles asked.
"Yes, she knows a lot about everything." Buffy answered.
"Well, I suppose she can be trusted." Giles muttered. "Well Buffy it was nice to hear from you. Tell everyone I said hello." Giles said.
Buffy seemed surprised. "You have to go?" She asked, there was a lot she needed to tell him, even if it was just a lot of little things.
"Yes. Call back soon Buffy." Giles said and hung up the phone.
Buffy slowly hung the phone up as well. "That was weird." She muttered.
"What?" Willow asked.
"Giles, he's acting all bad-moody. He just said he had to go and hung up." Buffy said.
"Maybe he had to go." Willow suggested.
"Maybe. Oh well." Buffy said and shrugged. She wouldn't think any more about it for a while.

Darry hopped up on the counter and swung her legs. "Is it always this boring here?" She asked Anya, who was seated beside her.
"Yes, always." Anya answered. "Except for when someone comes in and buys something, then I get to count the money again." Anya added.
"That's…great." Darry muttered and smiled at Anya. Anya smiled back.
"It's very boring though." Anya muttered and sighed.
"Yeah, it is." Darry agreed.
"We should do something cool." Anya suggested.
"Like?" Darry asked, surprised that Anya had exactly stopped hating her or giving her the 'death' look.
"I don't know. Do you know any magick?" Anya asked.
"No, not really." Darry muttered.
"That's okay, I know someone who does know magick. We can cast a spell." Anya suggested.
"What kind of spell?" Darry asked as she watched Anya hop off the counter.
"I don't know, we could maybe turn people into sheep or something." Anya said.
Darry and Anya walked out of the store and headed toward a house that Anya had never been to. In fact, she barely knew the person who lived there.
"Who are we going to visit?" Darry asked as she walked down the sidewalk beside Anya.
"This girl named Amy. She's a real trained witch; I've seen her do spells. Well, no I haven't but I've heard she does spells." Anya answered.
"Okay." Darry muttered, though she was starting to think that this wasn't going to be a good idea.