Nobody had noticed the remote sounds of splintering wood till that moment, when the sun set and suddenly six peoples fantasy was brought blaringly to life. There was a moment when everything of the world was silented by the rushing in each persons ears, and then it was broken for them forever.
"Ahhhh, something has my foot!" The boy in the hole cried out in terror. Buffy could see the pale hand clamped around the boys ankle and was in action, pulling him up and away from the hole without losing sight of the crumbling earth that was quickly making way for the vamp.
Mr Pointy ready the vampire didn't have a chance as his unbeating heart was punctured before he could take a step towards the group.
"Ok, jobs done, you can leave now." Buffy didn't miss a beat as she returned to her earlier argument. The dust still settling behind her.
"Bu...but, you.. you.. you just...." The leader was the only one who could find words enough to reply, sort of.
"I told you I could take care of it. I hope you realize now that you couldn't and wont get yourselves into a mess like this again." The girl didn't have time to argue as in the distance sounds of a police siren was nearing.
"Whats your name? How'd you do that?" The boy who had dropped the magic book he had been holding asked.
"Enough questions, now go before you get in more trouble than you already have tonight." Before they were out of earshot she yelled back. "And don't do this again."
The group was just out of sight when the police car, it's siren blazing, turned onto the street. Buffy ran towards the car, waving them down in a believable panic. Cindy jumped out after the first cop had opened the passenger door for her, and met her before she came to a stop next to the police car.
"This is my friend that stayed to try and get the kids to stop digging up the grave." Cindy spoke to the cop and held onto Buffy tightly.
"Could you show us the scene of the crime?" Buffy led them to the dug up grave, telling them that the kids had run off when they heard the sirens and pointing in the opposite direction than they had run. One of the policemen sped off in that direction while the other stayed to document the scene. The police let Buffy and Cindy go then, saying that they would call Buffy if they needed her to ID the suspects.
"Gee-wiz! What a night." Cindy was leading Buffy away from the grave-yard. When they reached the street Buffy stopped.
"Cindy, I really don't feel up to fireworks tonight." In truth she was feeling a disturding amount of energy right at that moment and wanted nothing more than to go back to her apartment and hide from what fate had just told her. Buffy felt like running away.
"OK, I understand how you feel. I could walk you home if you like." Cindy was concerned for her, Buffy felt low for what she was doing, but right now she just needed to be alone.
"No. I'll be fine on my own." Cindy gave her a reassuring hug. "I'll see you Thursday." The look in Cindy's eyes followed Buffy home, even followed her into bed, where she hugged herself tightly, wishing everything having to do with vampires away.
Buffy knew now that she couldn't run away from who she was, not now, not ever. All she could do was hope and avoid it, for as long as possible. An uneasy sleep finally enveloped her, one hand stroking the slight bump of her abdomen.