He was still watching the building as the sun rose the next morning. During the night he had moved closer and was standing on the burned out area of grass that Willow had made. He wasn't smoking anymore instead he was staring at the grass a thoughtful look on his face. The sound of a car pulling up pulled him out of his reverie. Moving back into the shadows he watched the new arrival.

He did not recognize the man who got out of the car at first. The man looked very shabby. His clothes were wrinkled as if he had slept in them and not realized he needed to change. He watched as rubbed his hand over his upper back as if it burned. Tripping slightly as he walked toward the building.

As if sensing his presence the man turned around. Shocked by the face that peered into his hiding spot he took a giant step back. Seeing nothing he turned and continued into the building.

Still in shock the man stood there for a few minutes, before realizing he was out of cigarettes. Turning to leave he muttered, "this is really getting interesting."

A knocking on the door woke Buffy up. Turning over she saw Xander was still asleep. At the next knock Dawn began to stir kicking Buffy as she rolled over. Biting her lip in order not to make a sound Buffy sat up. Immediately she noticed the cold assailed her. She was about to lay down again when the knocking woke up Xander.

"If this is Willow again, I am going to wring her neck," he mumbled as he buried his head in his pillow.

"Again?" she asked him. Getting no response she ignored the knocking and poked him in his side. "Again?"

Groaning he rolled over and got out of bed. "She was here last night when I got back from Giles." Seeing the look in her eyes he hurried to reassure her, "I told not to come back until you called."

The knocking got louder finally waking up Dawn. "Don't you people ever answer?" she asked as she got out of bed as well. She did not notice Buffy begin to shake from the cold as she left the room.
Xander seeing this went over and pulled her into his arms. "Are you ok?" he asked as they heard Dawn talking in the living room.

She didn't have time to answer as Giles came into the room. Xander noted his rumpled appearance almost immediately saying, "Giles minus the tweed and did you sleep in those pants."

"Buffy, have you been abnormally cold since you got back?" Giles asked needlessly since by this time her teeth were knocking together. Not waiting for a response he continued. "Dead people are cold. Did you ever notice when Angel was the warmest Buffy? After he had fed, the live blood of others is that made him warm."

By this time Xander was looking at him like he had lost his mind. "What the hell was that? Where is the wiping of the glasses long-winded sentience's and how to fix it? Come to think of it where are your glasses?"

By this time Buffy had gotten control of herself as was looking at Giles a confused look on her face. When was the last time I saw him without glasses she wondered knowing that she was missing something about the Giles that stood before her.

A/N Well this is it for now sorry it is so small, but I am off to the lake the weekend. Look for another bigger update either Tuesday or Wednesday of next week. I don't know if you are still reading this Frog.the.Freak but if you are you cam email your question ladyumockbuffy_18436@yahoo.com Same goes for anyone else who has a question.