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Buffy was in the bathroom of Giles apartment. She had just gotten a quick shower, and was getting ready to head up to the factory.

Faith still hadn't come home from last night, and Giles had told Buffy to wait for her, but she couldn't. Besides the fact that Faith would make a move, ruining their plan, Buffy didn't want to drag her sister into something that was meant for her.

Once dressed in a pair of black leather pants, and red tank top, she grabbed her black leather jacket off of the counter and exited the bathroom, quietly closing the door behind her.

The clock in the living room told her it was nine thirty, and Buffy knew that Spike and Dawn were still fast asleep. Giles was sitting at his desk, sipping tea and Buffy smiled at him, before walking over.

"Hoped to get out before you saw me," she said.

"You're not waiting for Faith, I see."

"Giles, you know that Faith's mind would be plotting a plan of attack as soon as we left here. She's not one for waiting," Buffy said, grabbing a stake off of the desk, and tucking it into her jacket pocket. "I can't let them know that I'm there. That's why it's best I do this alone."

Giles nodded. "Be careful."

"You know me," Buffy said, heading for the door. "Safety girl."
Buffy had heard stories about the abandoned factory. About how it was haunted, how vampires nested there. But none of the story tellers knew that those stories weren't made-up.

Some people are just so oblivious, Buffy thought. I wish I was. Living my life, partying with my friends, underage drinking... Not slaying vampires after dusk, and going on demon stake-outs. But, someone has to do it...

Buffy frowned when the factory came into view.

Well, here goes nothing... Just pray Buff, Ethan doesn't have demons guarding the area... Or, or a Slayer alert machine... Okay, imagine going crazy.
Spike woke up in a cold sweat. He looked around him, before lying back down on his bed. Buffy... he thought. No, just a dream... Just a dream...

He heard his door open, and looked up to see Dawn walking inside, still in her pyjama's. He smiled at her, and her face lit up as she crawled onto his bed.

"Where's my sister?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did you take her?"

"Your sister must have... Gone out," Spike said, wrapping his arms around the small girl and pulling her up next to him. "Don't worry about Big Sis though, she's tough."

Dawn nodded. "I know. But usually she tells me these things." She paused for a minute, and tilted her head so she could look up at him. "Is Faith home yet?"

"I'm not sure Bit, why don't you run out and ask Giles? I'll be there in a minute. I'll even make you some breakfast."

"Pancakes?"

"If thas what you want, you shall 'ave pancakes. Now get," he said, pushing her gently.

She got up and jumped once on the bed, before sliding off. She looked back at him, before running out of the room. Spike smiled when he heard her loud voice questioning Giles about her sister.

He ran his fingers through his hair, and let out a deep breath. Please be safe Buffy... Wherever you are.

Ek, sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry. Short chapter. But, my friend from far away is coming down till Thursday, so I don't know when I'll be able to write again. Maybe soon though... Not sure. That's why I'm putting this up. Sorry.