Stephen sat on the pier looking out at the ocean where he had dumped his father just two weeks ago. He wasn't remorseful, sitting there reminded him of how much he loved his real father and how glorious the retribution he had gotten on Angelus was. Now as he got up he knew he had to move on to a new life, one on his own fighting evil but with no links to Angelus or the Hyperion hotel. Now it was just him against the world.

Lily hit the man square across the jaw 'I told you already that I'm not into this whole slayer thing, I looked it up that other one came back again so I don't need this crap about ghouls and demons I just want to live my life.'

The man looked at her from the ground where her blow had landed him 'But you're the chosen one! You don't have a choice'.

'Yeah whatever English but I have a life and I don't give a shit about this slayer business so if you want me to kick your ass again come and try to get me again but I am not going to be this watcher's councils puppet. It sounds kinda creepy to me lots of old, English men watching me. Get a real job'

With that she walked away, back to the youth hostel that was currently her home. She liked Dublin but with this whole stalker watcher business she was moving on to her next destination tomorrow, to New York City. 'New York, New York it's a wonderful town' she sang softly as she walked back to her hostel off O' Connell street.