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"I'm sorry but the council of watchers cannot use any more money to let us stay here!" Giles exclaimed, he sighed before he started talking in a much gentler voice, "Personally, I think a month of staying in the sun is enough for me but you lot might like to differ. The problem we are having right now is not weather I enjoyed it or not. The Watcher's Council is going to go bankrupt if we stay here any longer." Chatter once erupted among the group, thank god that they were in the VIP room of the restaurant of they would have been kicked out in the first few minutes of this discussion. Giles just cleaned his glasses as the slayers talked among themselves. He stood on the stage with the mike as he watched the the slayers continue to chatter. Buffy soon climbed the stairs and took the mike from Giles.

"Guys," Buffy said, silencing all of them as she stood up on the stage beside Giles, "I think Giles is right. We've been on the council's money for a month already. And there are so many of us, I think its time we go back to what our work is..." The slayers sighed as the news hit them, "And that's working on a Hellmouth. Don't get me wrong, you can go to school and everything. Its just, we need somebody on different hellmouths all over the world. Angel had been nice enough to us by keeping a few staff on each hellmouth all over the world but that's not his job... that's our job." Murmurs went through the group of slayers as they began talking again. Finally Kennedy spoke up for the group.

"Fine, we agree to kicking some big bad ass..." She said. Giles, now relieved pulled out a map of the world.

"I'm afraid to say that there are more hellmouths all over the world then we think there is," The British man said, "Angel had been keeping staff over the two out of three hellmouths in North America. The problem now is there about six major hellmouths that have been activated since our battle on the earth. This means that we shall have to split the group into five groups. I know there are only about twenty-seven slayers so that will leave one group empty of slayers. Personally, I believe that the groups left without slayers is Buffy's group. I highly doubt any big bad can defeat a slayer and a master vampire. Does anybody disagree with me yet?" Nobody dared to say anything as Giles looked at everyone with his glasses off. Buffy was snuggling up to Spike as they whispered amongst each other of the news.

"Good, now on the brighter side, everybody will be able to get sleep if they need to at night without Buffy and Spike in their house." Giles said, the group laughed a little at his joke before they quiet down again, "I will be splitting you up into four groups. Each group will have at least one member of the Scoobies in it. They will be the leader of the group and head all research. In other words, they will almost be the watchers of the slayers they are in charge of. I have randomly chosen locations for each group to be so listen up." The last comment was directed straightly at Andrew, who had started to doze off in the corner of the room.

"Xander and Dawn will be leading a group in South America in Asucion, Paraguay. The demons mostly aren't dangerous there but the demons are mostly hired as bodyguards for smugglers so watch out. Willow, you will be leading a group in Anchorage, Alaska. Yes, Alaska-"

"Can't we go somewhere warmer?" Willow pleaded, giving the sad puppy eyes to Giles. But it didn't work as Giles shook his head.

"Unless you want to stay up at Alert, Canada." Giles said gently, "There is a hellmouth up there, mind you, but its never as active so I wouldn't call it a hellmouth exactly." Willow sighed sadly as she accepted her fate, she shall be the only lesbian Eskimo couple along with Kennedy up in Alaska.

"Now, where was I? Eherm..yes!... Andrew and I will be staying in England. Last but not least, Faith and Robin, you two shall be staying in Hong Kong, China. Don't worry about the language barrier, most businessmen know how to speak English there. Just watch out for those fish markets since they do have a tendency to stink... a lot." Giles shuffled some papers, "I haven't assigned any slayers anywhere yet but I rather let you assign yourselves. Now, I want this to be a quiet task so please just go stand behind the group you want to be assigned to. Limit to about five members in each group, two groups will have six people. Go for it."

The slayers scrambled out of their chairs from their tables and eventually ordered themselves into groups. Giles scribbled down their names on a piece of paper and dismissed them to get some sleep. Soon it was only the scoobies left sitting in the chairs, looking up at Giles. The man climbed down the stairs and joined them at the table as they just sat in silence.

"So, this is it?" Xander asked sadly, "No more Scoobies hanging out a Buffy's house? Just... us randomly placed all over the place?" His eye roamed the faces of his friends for some reaction to what he said.

"I'm afraid so Xander...I'm afraid so..." Giles replied, "Ofcourse, groups will fly in if there is an absolute emergency on somebody's hellmouth but if there isn't, we can still communicate ofcourse. Rather by phone, email or even instant messaging... we won't be that far apart." Buffy just sighed as she thought about Giles' answer, this was really the end of the Scoobies. Sad. As if Spike understood what was going on in her head, he pulled her onto his lap.

"We're will we be going Watcher?" he asked, comforting Buffy as she continued to snuggle on his chest.

"Ah yes," Giles said, clearing his throat of the lump that was starting to gather there, "You too shall be in Toronto, Canada. There is a hellmouth under Queens park and people can hear the rumbling usually, they just think it's the tube." Buffy just sniffled a little while Andrew started bawling like a little kid.

"Guys, cheer up!" Faith smiled weakly, "We still have a week left here! Let's get some sleep and we'll just enjoy life tomorrow." The group agreed and went their separate ways to their rooms.

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Buffy turned the radio on in their room, hoping songs and music would take her mind off what she'll be doing in a few hours. She sniffled a little as she zipped up her toiletries in the small bag and threw it along the suitcase she was packing. Spike smiled sadly at her as he came out of the shower. He wrapped his arms from behind as he nibbled on her neck. Buffy just sighed as she enjoyed his ministrations until he stopped.

"As much as I love to have you right now, unfortunately, I have to get dressed..." He said, giving her a peck on her forehead before grabbing his clothes. She watch him slip on his signature black shirt and jeans quickly and throw the towel into the laundry basket for the maid. A lump grew in Buffy's throat as she remembered all the fun times she had with the gang, and all the photos they took, together and having fun. Now, they had to leave the place they had called home for the past month and two weeks, and go separate ways. Spike understood what was going on her mind, in a somewhat weird way, the Scoobies had become part of his family too. She sat down on the mattress and stared out into the rain clouds. It seemed like that mother earth even pitied them. Spike sat down beside her as she leaned on him.

"I'm gonna miss them," Buffy whispered.

"I will too luv."

"I thought you hated them all."

"That definitely changed after I fell for you."

"Even Xander?" a hint of a smile was on her lips.

"Maybe not him or Andrew...ok..maybe a little." Spike returned the smile, "We'll have to get the airport early. Stupid customs don't like me remember?" Buffy just nodded and enjoyed the feeling before turning off the radio, and saying goodbye to what had been her taste of an perfect life.

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