A/N: The welsh words in this section are real welsh words that mean what Giles says they mean. I don't know if I put them in the phrase correctly, but hey...I'm not welsh. So sue me.

Willow and Tara hurried into the Magic Box to find everyone else already gathered there. Buffy had just arrived after picking Dawn up from school.

"Sorry we're late," Willow said as she and Tara sat at the table with the others. "We, uh..."

"...overslept," Tara offered.

Giles looked at his and scowled in confusion. "Until three in the afternoon?"

"We were really tired," Willow said nervously. She grabbed a book and tried to look innocent.

"They were having sex," Anya blurted out. It was Tara's turn to grab a book to hide her embarrassment. Anya noticed the looks on everyone's faces and turned to Xander. "That's the excuse you give when we're late because of sex."

Dawn's eyes widened and Buffy choked on the water she had just drank from her water bottle. Xander laughed in embarrassment and then looked across the table. He had to change the subject.

"So, Tara. Do you feel any different today? Any demon-y...stuff happening? Let's talk about demon-y stuff."

Tara was more than willing to talk about 'demon-y stuff' if it changed the subject. "No, I feel the same, pretty much," she replied. "But I did find my birth certificate. I was born at 3:32 in the afternoon."

Giles, who was standing behind her, looked at his watch. "Well, that's five minutes from now."

"Yeah...sorry," she apologized for her tardiness. "Do we know anything else?"

"Nothing terribly illuminating, I'm afraid," Giles said. "It appears we'll just have to wait five minutes and see what happens. Not exactly the best plan."

"But a plan, nonetheless," Xander said sarcastically.

"Aside from the demon stuff, how does the big 2-0 feel?" Buffy asked, setting down the book she had been looking in.

"Not much different than the big 1-9," Tara replied with a smirk.

"Did you get any presents yet?" Dawn asked.

"Just Willow's," Tara said with a smile. She reached over and took Willow's hand.

"Sex," Anya muttered. Willow shot her a look.

"A protection spell," she said. "I figured with all the unknown demon stuff today, it would be a good idea."

"It's definitely better than some of my past presents," Buffy said. "Not only do arms in boxes not go with anything, but they're really hard to return."

Everyone continued chatting about birthdays and the thought of Tara's pending demon-ness left their minds. They didn't realize five minutes had passed until Giles noticed the clock on the wall.

"Tara, it's been over five minutes," he said. He removed his glasses and approached her. "Do you feel any different?"

"No," she said, confused.

"Maybe she's not a demon," Dawn said. "Maybe Spike's chip malfunctioned."

"I would really be more comfortable with Tara being a demon right now," Buffy said, not liking the thought of Spike being 'big bad' again.

"Is there anything else you can tell us about your mother?" Giles asked.

"Not much. Every month she would take me out to the woods and we would pay homage to the earth and perform rituals," Tara replied. "But again, I just thought she was a Wicca."

"You just thought she was a Wicca," Giles muttered. Then a look of realization spread across his face and he grabbed a book of a nearby shelf. The others just watched curiously as he flipped through the pages. Finally he looked up. "Cawdr am daear."

"English, Giles," Buffy said. "We don't all speak 7 languages."

"Tara, what was your mother's maiden name?" he asked, ignoring Buffy's sarcasm.

"Griffiths," Tara replied, not sure what Giles was getting at.

"I knew it," he said. "Griffiths originates from the Welsh name Gruffydd. Cawdr am daear is the Welsh name for a species of demon. It means 'keeper of earth.'"

He grabbed a pathetic looking potted plant off a table and handed it to Tara. Everyone was clueless as to what Giles was getting at until the withered leaves on the plant started to expand and become lush. The plant grew in Tara's hands and became as healthy as ever. Giles took the plant back and set it aside.

"Cawdr am daear are a peaceful species of demon. In fact, they're only classified as demons because they can't be classified as humans," he explained. "They look human and are often mistaken for Wiccans because of their power. They can harness and manipulate the earth's energies."

"So she can make stuff grow?" Xander asked.

"It's more than that," Giles explained. "In their most basic forms, all creatures and objects come from the earth. She could manipulate anything from this table to a bird to a person."

"But I'm a good demon?" Tara asked. Giles nodded his head, and Tara smiled in relief. She looked to Willow who was also smiling, happy that things had turned out okay. Then she thought of something else. "Why isn't my brother a demon?"

"This species of demon, like your father said, is only female. They mate with human males to continue on, but no male offspring will inherit the demon traits."

Buffy stood and walked over to Giles to read over his shoulder.

"Hey, it says here that these demons might have demon strength," she said.

"Um, yes," Giles said. Tara stood to see the book as well. "There are no documented accounts of the demons' physical strength because of their passive nature."

"Well, there's one way to find out," Buffy said. She stepped back and threw a right hook at Tara. But instead of making contact, Buffy watched in awe as Tara grabbed her wrist and threw her halfway across the store.

"Woah!" Xander exclaimed.

"You could have just asked her to pick up something heavy," Giles said dryly, shooting a look of disgust at Buffy.

"Live and learn," Buffy said with a grunt as she pushed herself up off the floor. Willow stood and she and Tara both moved over to Buffy.

"God, Buffy, I'm sorry," Tara said. "Are y-you okay?"

"Yeah," Buffy said with a smile. "It's okay. You were defending yourself."

"She kicked your ass," Dawn said with a gleeful smirk. It wasn't often somebody beat Buffy in a fight.

"I-I don't know if I want super strength," Tara said nervously. "What if I hurt someone on accident?"

"Perhaps some training for you along the lines of Buffy's training might be in order," Giles suggested.

"He loves training," Buffy said with a smirk. Tara laughed, but then she realized what training meant.

"You want to teach me to fight?"

"Well, perhaps not necessarily fight," Giles said. "It would just be best to make sure you know how to control your strength and your powers."

"Although, with the new big bad bimbo looking for this key, it would help to have all the super powers we can get on our side," Buffy said.

They saw Tara's reluctance and Willow wrapped her arm around Tara's waist. "It's up to you. We'll understand if you don't want to."

"I guess I'll think about it," Tara said timidly. She smiled sheepishly. "This is the weirdest birthday I've ever had."

"Welcome to my world," Buffy said. She returned to the table and her seat next to Dawn.

"Weird good?" Willow asked quietly with a coy smile.

Tara returned the smile and sighed contendly. "Weird excellent."