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Giles was fumbling through his desk drawer looking for a precious item that had thus far proven elusive. He pulled it all the way out, flinging aside paper clips and rolls of rubber bands, but to no avail. Sighing, he began scanning shelves, hoping that perhaps he had mislaid the object after its last use. Outside the steady chatter of teenagers came drifting into his sanctuary.

Giles frowned as Xander's voice rose above the others. "Hey G-Man! You get lost in there?" Giles sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose, resisting the urge to climb under the desk and hide until they all went home. Giving the office one last scan for his missing prize, he stepped back into public view and looked over the gang of teenagers who had invaded his library once again.

They were sitting around a large table on the main floor in front of the circulation desk. Buffy was speaking quite animatedly to Oz, her hand raised in the quick up and down thrusts that were the universal sign of staking, and Giles gathered she was telling him about last night's patrol. The short redhead nodded periodically, and Giles knew that this constituted an animated conversation on his end as well.

Cordelia was filing her nails, and occasionally looking up at Xander with disgust. Xander, surprisingly, was the only one in the library who actually held a book. To Giles' horror, the book was A Treatise on the Chromium Brotherhood, a very, very old, very, very rare book on demonology. Xander was holding it sideways as though it was a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition.

"Xander, what in heaven's name are you doing?" he said crossly, "That book is two thousand years old and worth much more than you."

Xander looked up from the book and smiled brightly. "Chill, G-Man, I'm just lookin' at this hot demon babe."

"Pig!" Cordelia spat without looking up from her nails. Because of this she missed the face that Xander made at her.

Giles sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose again. He could feel his headache growing by the second. "Xander," he said with the air of a man who is quickly reaching the edge of his patience, "I have asked you repeatedly not to call me G-Man, and not to ogle the female demons." He crossed the floor and glanced over the boy's shoulder. "Besides," he added, "that one's male."

Cordelia burst into peals of delighted laughter as Xander tossed the priceless book back onto the table and looked up sheepishly. Even Oz found the situation amusing enough to warrant a short chuckle. Trying to block out the voices in his head screaming at him to pick up the book and hit Xander with it, Giles turned his attention to Buffy. "How was your patrol last night?" he asked.

The lovely young blonde smiled and shrugged. "You know, staked a couple vamps that were stalking The Bronze, no biggie. It was actually a pretty dull night."

"So nothing out of the ordinary to report?" Giles prodded, breathing a sigh of relief. Perhaps there would be no apocalypse this week.

"Nope," his slayer answered, "All quiet on the western front."

Giles opened his mouth, unable to stop himself from asking the question that burned in his mind, although he knew he would regret it. "Buffy, have you actually read that book?"

"What book?" she asked, looking confused.

"All Quiet on the Western Front." He said, regretting the question already.

"That's a book?" She shrugged dismissively, returning to her one sided conversation with the red headed werewolf.

Giles closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, feeling as though the headache would soon push off the top of his skull. He quickly stepped behind the circulation desk and began to shuffle through drawers and shelves there. Finally he found his elusive treasure and clutched it to his chest triumphantly. With shaking hands he opened the little green bottle that boasted itself to be "the headache medicine." He swallowed two of the pills it contained and started to put the cap back on, paused for a moment, then took out two more pills and swallowed them as well.

He put the Excedrin bottle back in the drawer he had found it in and made a mental note of where it was, wanting never to have to search for it again. Looking back up at the teenagers lounging before him he wondered allowed "Don't any of you have a class to go to?"

"Nah, study hall." Cordelia answered, again without looking up. Now she actually had nail polish out and was painting her nails with it. Giles sighed, and removed the rarer and more expensive tomes from the immediate area.

"So, shouldn't you be studying?" he asked hopefully. His expectant gaze was met by four non-plussed ones, and no one bothered to respond. "Yes of course," he chided himself, his cultured British accent dripping with sarcasm. "This is a library, who in their right mind would study here."

"Sorry G-Man," Xander said, catching the look of despair on the Watcher's face. "I guess we were all hoping for a little excitement." The others at the table all murmured in agreement.

"Yes, well, after the events of the past few months I should think we'd all be grateful for a break in the excitement." Giles responded. Before anyone could say anything else, Willow burst through the library doors waving her arms and squealing excitedly. Giles pinched the bridge of his nose. His headache had nearly vanished, but he had a feeling it was about to be back at its full strength.

"Giles! Buffy! Thank goodness I found you!" Willow panted, and Giles stopped himself from asking her where else she'd looked. "I think something big may be going down." She continued, "Maybe not Master Vampire big or Chaos Demon big, but still big." Giles and the four teenagers already gathered looked from Willow to the pretty dark-haired girl who had come into the library behind her. It was Xander who finally asked the question they were all thinking.

"Uh, Will?" he said, gesturing behind her, "Who's your very confused looking friend?"

Willow grabbed Sarah by the arm and pulled her closer to the table. "Sarah, this is the gang. Giles, Buffy, Xander, and my boyfriend Oz. Hi Oz!" She gestured to each one as she said their name, and waved at Oz when she got to him. He smiled and nodded toward Sarah almost imperceptibly.

Cordelia looked up from her nails. "Hey, what about me?"

Willow wrinkled her nose. "That's just Cordelia." She said, and Cordelia huffed. She continued her introduction, speaking quickly. "Guys, this is Sarah Williams. She's new, she just moved here from Connecticut. She's the one that that has the big thing." Five faces stared at Willow, glanced at Sarah, unwillingly slid their eyes downward, and quickly looked at Willow again.

Sarah glanced sideways at Willow and smiled sheepishly. "Hi." She said softly.

Giles finally remembered himself and pulled out a chair. "Please, Miss Williams, sit down. I believe Willow is trying to tell us you have a problem of some sort. Is this the case?"

Sarah glanced at Willow questioningly. "I don't know if this is a good idea." She said.

"I told you, if anyone can help you, we can. Now just tell Giles and Buffy what you told me." Willow said, and smiled encouragingly.

Sarah looked from Giles to Buffy and back again, wondering what a skinny blonde teenager and a British librarian could possibly do to help her, but they seemed to genuinely want to hear her story and if nothing else just telling someone would make her feel less alone. So she told them everything, starting with the day her family moved into the new house and ending with chemistry class that morning.

When she was done she looked back up at Giles, expecting him to think she was insane. Instead, he looked as though he was deep in thought. He took his glasses off and cleaned them on the tail of his shirt, pulled them back to inspect them, and cleaned them a little more. Finally he put them back on and turned to Willow. "You say you saw these shadows as well?" he asked.

"Yes," Willow said, "They seemed to be drawn to this picture that Sarah drew." She held out the drawing and Giles took it from her, looking at it with great interest. "I think I've seen him somewhere before." Willow said, and Sarah spun around to look at Willow, wondering why she hadn't told her this earlier.

"Yes, he does look familiar." Giles agreed absently.

Buffy stood to look over Giles' shoulder. "Wow, he's a hottie!" Buffy commented and Willow smiled brightly. "That's what I said!" she agreed, and then looked regretfully at Oz, who just shrugged.

Giles ignored the teenage blather and continued his investigation. "Sarah, was this just a drawing you made up, or have you seen this man somewhere before?" Sarah was about to answer, but a subtle movement at the back of the room caught her attention. She turned her attention to the shadows against the far wall and waited. Seconds passed and the others in the room turned to see what she was staring at.

Suddenly, the shadows began moving, creeping forward. "Good Heavens" Giles breathed. Buffy stood and stepped instinctively between the shadows and the rest of the people in the room. Sarah thought this odd, but since no one else seemed to think so she said nothing. Then Xander, Willow and Giles surrounded her in what she realized was meant to be a protective circle. Only Cordelia still sat at the table, her nails forgotten but not looking particularly frightened either. Sarah caught herself wondering what sort of people these were, that they seemed to take this all in stride.

The shadows continued to make their way toward the table, specifically toward Giles who still held the image of the Goblin King in his hands. Sarah began to feel uneasy, much more so than she usually felt around the shadows, and scanned the library, looking for the source of her discomfort. Suddenly she screamed and everyone turned to look at her.

"I thought you said you weren't afraid of the shadows?" Willow said nervously and Sarah shook her head, one hand covering her mouth and her eyes wide.

"No, she whispered, but I'm afraid of him." She said pointing to a dark area between to large book cases. Everyone turned to see what she was looking at, and at first they saw nothing. Then they were able to make out a shape, made of darker shadows than the ones surrounding it. And then, as if its eyes had been closed and were now open, two glowing red orbs appeared in its face. Its features were impossible to make out, but feelings of hatred and rage seemed to emanate off of it in waves.

Behind them, a lone entity had been watching the entire exchange. Seeing the terror on Sarah's face made the entity decide that now was the time to make its presence known. The entity shifted its energy, allowing itself to be visible, and spoke for the first time. "Don't be afraid, Sarah. He can't come near you as long as you have an effigy close by."

Everyone turned at the sound of the ethereal, and yet familiar to all but Sarah, female voice behind them. Sarah looked around at the shocked faces surrounding her. Standing before them was the transparent figure of a young woman, with a pretty face and a kind smile. Her words were soothing to Sarah, and she did find herself less afraid, even though she was obviously looking at a ghost. Judging by the looks on her new friends faces, she thought it must be the ghost of someone they recognized. Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw a single tear slide down Giles' cheek.

"Jenny…." He breathed.

A/N: You all thought the entity would be Jareth, didn't you Sorry to disappoint, but I loved Jenny, and I wanted her in this story. Don't worry, Jareth will be joining the fun soon. For those of you who aren't Buffy fans, Jenny was a gypsy and a school teacher and Giles' girlfriend. She was murdered at the end of season two.

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