Chapter Seven

Fred held the little girl as she cried. "I don't know what to do." Fred said to Wesley.

"Children aren't really my forte." Wesley said, handing Fred a box of tissues.

"Perhaps she's hungry?" Giles said from the doorway.

"I already tried to get her to eat." Fred said. "No luck."

"Do we know why the first was trying to keep her alive?" Wesley asked.

"The coven thinks she may be the last." Giles said softly.

"The last Slayer?" Fred asked in shock.

"The last potential." Giles corrected.

"Then why not kill her right away?" Fred asked.

"I don't know." Giles replied. "Maybe they wanted her to be the last. Maybe after they killed all the other potentials, and Buffy and Faith, they were going to keep her alive."

"So no other's could be called." Wesley said. "That makes sense."

"So any children born after The Slayer died wouldn't inherit the power." Giles said. "But that would mean the line would keep going."

"And if the girl lived to be fifty-." Wesley started.

"Evil would have fifty demon free years to cover the earth." Giles finished.

"And by that time, no single slayer could defeat all that evil." Wesley added. "And there would be no one to train the slayer even if she could."

"With the counsel gone, we're the last watchers." Giles said.

"And even if we trained a new line of watchers on our own, we'd be starting at square one." Wesley said.

"Rebuilding a sacred line of watchers that have been around for hundreds of years." Giles added.