Author: MagnusXXN
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: BTVS doesn't belong to me, it's Joss Whendon's baby as is Angel. I don't own Charmed or the concept of witches or demons, I'm pretty sure that belongs to the church. I just own this story but I don't have any money so sue someone else.

"Giles, are you sure Snyder isn't a demon? Because, the guys just plan evil."

Giles taking a much-needed breather from researching the history of the town, and Mayor Wilkins who'd apparently enough founded the town over 120 years ago.

"What's he done now? Taking away your hall pass, busted you on skipping school?"

As much as he was loath to admit it, that horrid little toad of a man didn't try to expel or punish Buffy for things she hadn't actually done. More the pity.

If it was plain dislike he felt for his 'only' slayer, maybe Giles could have had the man fired for misconduct. But no, Snyder zoomed in on things Buffy did or one of her friends and blamed her on proxy.

Taking a one of the many seats at the main library table, Buffy retold the story of why Snyder was an asshole.

"Well Willow and Oz are finally starting to talk you know? Trying to put their relationship back together when out of nowhere Snyder came in and wrote them both of for public shows of affection!" She finished in a huff.

With a sigh, and a curse towards whatever god had sent such angst ridden teenagers in his path, Giles spoke up." Buffy, I know you have some feelings mixed up in their getting back together it doesn't seem like Mr. Snyder did anything really wrong."

"Giles! They were holding hands, how is that a 'public show of affection?'"

Taking off his glasses and running a clean cloth across the lenses he argued," Yes, writing them up for that is a bit extreme but holding hands in the halls 'is' a public act of affection."

However, the Englishman knew damn well Snyder punishment of the two young people had more to do with his animosity towards Buffy then anything.

"So, uh, how was patrol last night?" He asked trying to run the conversation towards something other then teen romances and short Nazi.

"It was fine." The blond haired 17 year old retorted somewhat concerned.

This look didn't get past Giles who was quick to call her on it, "Are you sure? Nothing happened that might be of concern or further viewing?"

Anything would be better then reading through former watcher's diaries about Sunnydale and Wilkins. Some, if not all, of the watchers were terribly long winded and snarky.

"Its just Xander. He was out alone in Potter's cemetery last night."

"Aw." So they were at the root of his slayer's moodiness. For some unfathomable reason, no one not even Angel could get under her skin like young Mr. Harris.

"Buffy, I know he was out last night. I was the one who sent him to find you and Angel after all, he carried a cross and stake with him the whole time. He wasn't in any real danger."

"I know, its just..." She trailed off. She just didn't like the idea of him outside in a graveyard in the middle of the night.

Their weren't just vampires to worry about right now, Faith had taken a ride on the dark side and was now working for the mayor. And it'd be just like Ms. Slutzila to go after Xander.

Their little sexual encounter would be enough to spurn the less then sane slayer into some twisted version of what Angelus put her through just the year before.

And she just didn't want to see her friend hurt.

"Giles, anything could have happened. Not just vamps, for all we know Faith or something else equally nasty could have crossed his path. Its just too dangerous."

"Buffy, Xander's not an infant. He 'can' take care of himself. And though I agree with you that he should lay back in the actual slaying, that doesn't mean he needs our permission to cross the street." Giles explained.

Like so many other things about young Mr. Harris, Giles just couldn't understand why his friends thought of him as someone meek.

He'd seen the boy fight, and true it wasn't pretty, but it was effective. During Buffy's little tryst in LA, Xander had taken up a good deal of the slaying in Sunnydale.

And even with Willow and Oz's help they only killed maybe 3 out of every 10 vampires, that was still 3 vampires no longer roaming the streets of Sunnydale praying on the population like lieaches.

Defeated, Buffy could only nod in agreement. "Fine. But I still don't want him patrolling, not while Faith's on the loose." Maybe not even after, she thought to herself.

Though he didn't agree with it, Giles also had to nod. "Very well."