When does the point of not caring cross your mind, never if you care enough. The thought raced though buffy Summers mind as she stood looking the cemetery gate dead on. "Why in hell's name does it have to be another damn vampire!?" she thought aloud causing the rest of them to look up and yet because the way the world work it was Zander who chimed in first, "Because Trolls are to big?" this was met with the usal glare and eye roll and he looked about and sighed,"Or maybe not." he smiled to himself and sighed. "It has to be a vampire because were not fighting a vampire." Giles corrected in his heavy english accent. Buffy pushed open the gate and stepped inside leaving it open for the others. "Alright all we have to do is find the stupid crypt open it drag the coffin to the magic shop and do this stupid spell." Dawn yawned annoyed and tired, as they walked on buffy got nothing but the feeling of dread and remorse pouring from the crypt sooned to be opened. "Why is it I don't want to open the door?" she said eyeing it with fear, "Oh I don't know maybe because there's a dead guy in it?" Zander shivered and handled his crowbar. "Let's just get this over with." he put the end in the door and began to pull, but it wouldn't give an inch. "Um one little problem dear giles the doo..." Zander stop short as Dawn of all people grabbed the bar and pulled back harshly, a small crack rang though the darkness and the door slid open. Dawn held the bar in her hands she sighed, "You've just got to know how to handle it." she shoved it to his chest and stood back as the others tried not to laugh, "Gee thanks." Zander was turning a little red and he looked to Giles, "Now what?" Giles began to open his mouth when another voice rang in, "We go get the coffin drag it to the magic shop and wake this bloody beast up." Spike blew out smoke from a cig and sighed, "Or did you already know that?" he flicked it away and stood looking bored.

Buffy was the first in, it was larger then it looked. "Well it's not holiday inn but it beats the wormy underground." she started walking inward as the others followed inward. "Ok we have one little problem the coffin's made of concret." she sighed her shoulders slumping slighty. "Hope you've got a plan B" Zander said looking about then to the coffin itself. Spike knocked ontop of the coffin and smiled, "Well giles ol' boy got another plan that's screwed from the start?" he sat ontop of it and lit another cig. "I suppose we could just do it here." he shook his head thinking. "Oh yeah lets wake up a demon while we're in a small room with it....I've got to tell you that it's not number one on my list." he sighed and ran a hand though his hair.

I'll end it here until nexts time.