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It had been a filthy night. There had been 9 vampires, which included the 3 that just would not die. What in the furry heck was that all about anyway. There was something else that hung around on the fringes, waiting and watching. It really gave her the creeps. It didn't cross her path, but she was aware of it anyway. Buffy sighed, looking at herself in the bathroom mirror. Giles, Dawnie and the others were sound asleep, and there was no one to talk to. 'Face it Buffy Summers, you are lonely.' Willow had Tara, Xander was a busy boy, and even Dawn had a boyfriend. 'Now I'm whining. How pathetic is that?' She turned away from the mirror, switching off the light and peaked in on Dawnie. Back into her room, settling into bad with restless dreams.
Willow was seated at the table of the Magic Box, along with Tara (they were playing footsie), Xander, Buffy and Giles. Xander had brought doughnuts for the Scoobies.
"So Buffy, busy night?" Xander leaned back in his chair stretching. "Yeah," Buffy said thoughtfully. "Too busy, there were 3 vamps that I couldn't kill by the traditional methods, but they scampered off before I could try something else. It feels like the others are just to scatter my focus. I think the new big bad is going to be bad news." She sighed.
"I'm afraid that you are right Buffy. I have called in an outside expert who may be able to help us." Giles heard the door and placed his coffee on the table. Buffy turned around in her chair and watched a well-built man struggle through the door with his luggage. "Here, let me." Buffy grabbed his luggage effortlessly and carried it over to the counter, sitting it on the floor.
"Thanks." Brown eyes met blue eyes with a jolt. Daniel stood looking at the striking blond. She was about 5'8, tall, with shoulder length blond hair. She had an air of sureness in herself that was very…..sexy.
Buffy's impression was of a tallish, broad shouldered man with slightly mussed dark brown hair and glasses. He was wearing a tweed blazer, blue button down shirt, wrinkled chinos and hiking boots. A gorgeous absentminded professor type. Definitely gorgeous, oh without a doubt.
"Dr. Jackson?" with an effort Daniel pulled his eyes away, seeing Rupert Giles for the first time. They shook hands. "It's good to see you Professor." Daniel said with a genuine smile. "You may call me Rupert." He said. Another voice drawled, "Ah, call him Giles. Everyone will wonder who you are talking about otherwise." A young man rose from the table, extending his hand and shaking Daniels. "Xander Harris, resident construction supervisor and bad guy killer." Xander gestured at the two women sitting at the table, "Our resident witches, Willow and Tara." Daniel nodded. " Listen up all of you fun loving people, I have to run." And with that, Xander grabbed his hardhat and left.
Daniel looked over at Giles, "Um, witches? Bad guys?" he asked, raising his eyebrows in confusion.
"Yes, well let's sit down and I will explain as much as I can." Giles led Daniel to a chair. "Dr. Jackson, would you like a soda before we start with the baddies?" Willow asked. Daniel looked at the pretty redhead, "That would be great. No caffeine though, I am wired enough." He smiled. Giles sat down with his coffee cradled in his hands, "Oh, where to begin."
Buffy watched Daniel while he and Giles discussed Egyptology, shuffling through the photos, books and papers on the table. Daniel had rifled through his suitcase a couple of times for more books to add to the jumble. Every now and then he would glance her way, and her heart would thud. Trouble, he was definitely trouble.
"Buffy? Buffy!" Giles said.
"Yeah, still here, blushing a little, having been caught oogling the good Doctor. "Did you even hear a word we said?" Giles said with exasperation in his British accent.
"Uh, Egyptian baddy, using vampires for nefarious purposes. Have to find hangout, does that cover it?" Buffy asked innocently. Giles snorted. "Lets get Daniel settled in at the house. (a/n yeah I know Buffy's house isn't that big, but I am improvising.) I don't want him by himself here."
Buffy smiled at Daniel, and Daniel smiled back. Daniel had been fascinated by everything that Willow and Giles had told him. It sounded to him that the new bad guy was probably a goa'uld that had just been awakened. He needed to dig a little bit more before calling Sam though. He had been very aware of Buffy watching him, her check resting on one hand, her head tilted just a little. His lower body tightened in response. 'Acting like a teenager.' He hadn't felt this way since Shaur'e.
"I'll get his luggage Giles." Buffy said, trying to scoot by Daniel. As she went by, her body brushed his, causing them both to gasp softly. She kept going, gracefully picking up his luggage to take out to Giles car. "Oh, let me get that." Daniel said hastily. She threw him a smile on the way out the door, "You can be a gentleman later."
Giles turned to Willow and Tara, "Can you watch the shop while we get Daniel settled in? We will have dinner tonight at 6." Willow and Tara nodded, they wanted to discuss Buffy and Daniel in private anyway. "Sure Giles, want us to pick up anything munchie wise?" Willow asked.
"No, I will shop this afternoon." Seeing Daniels' bemusement, he added, "We all live in Buffy's house."
"I can get a hotel if I will be in the way.." Daniel began. "Nonsense, we have a guest room. It will be no trouble to settle you in." Giles said briskly.
"Giles, I need your keys!" Buffy said, poking her head back in.