A/N- Right, thank you Crystaltambaia for telling me that in fact the Watchers council doesn't exist...sorry about that people. So, a quick note before I continue, my knowledge of Buffy series 1-6 is really good, but 7 is slightly hazy, I missed a few episodes and part of the story, so Giles hasn't gone to England to tell the Watchers Council about the spell, luckily that doesn't affect the story, and it actually works out a little better, when I go back and edit the first chapter, which I no doubt will, I'll change it, and there is some Giles in this chapter so you'll find out why her went, but this is also a good opportunity to say that my knowledge of Angel isn't that good, and there will be certain events I'm going to ignore, but you'll see that when the time comes, so sorry for the mistake.

"I know what happened." Mauvais told her triumphantly.

"Umhum?" She said, in a very relaxed way, not bothering to look up at him

"The Hell Mouth, in Sunnydale, it was destroyed." It took a moment for his comment to sink in; at first she thought he was joking, although if he had been it wasn't a very funny joke. She just stared absently into space, trying hard to register what he'd said, if the Hell Mouth had been destroyed then that meant there was a huge chance that the Slayer would be coming here, to the other Hell Mouth, she'd heard rumours about this Buffy Summers for years, she'd become legendary, managing to destroy the Master was alone was enough to earn respect, but since then she'd sent Angelus to hell, managed to kill a huge embodiment of a Demon, stopped a Hell God from ripping apart the walls between dimensions, making the number of apocalypses she'd averted too high to count. If Buffy was coming to Cleveland it was defiantly bad. "And that's not the worst of it." Mauvais continued.

"Huh?" She asked as she came back to reality.

"There was a Witch and a mystical weapon thingy, and...well..." Morsirius rolled her eyes at him.

"Spit it out." She snapped

"Well, every 'potential' Slayer that they have lined up to take on the role...is now a Slayer. This, I guess, explains the one that attacked you the other day..." Morsirius brushed her long fiery ginger hair out of her face and sighed deeply. This was very bad, this town was exactly as she wanted it at the minute, and now if random Slayers began standing up and fighting it could throw a great big spanner in everything she'd worked towards.

Faith pushed herself back to her feet. She stood defensively and ready for when the woman tried something else, but she couldn't, because she was gone. She looked around in disbelief, trying to catch some glimpse of the strange attacker, of that face she would like to pound.

"Damn." She said aloud, before turning, the sun was coming up; it was time to go back and get some sleep, she'd try finding the bitch tomorrow night.

"Oh God." Said Buffy as the car came screeching to a halt. The street in front of them was full of Vampire, laughing as they chased innocent prey. "Stay in the car." Buffy told Dawn forcefully as she herself got out. She pulled a stake from inside her jacket and tossed it over to Xander, who was getting out of the other side. The Vampires who weren't busy feeding had now noticed them and were slowly coming towards them, Buffy jumped up onto the car for higher ground, pulling Xander up and kicking one of them in the face as it made a grab for him. She looked down at the crowd of about a dozen surrounding the car, growling as they looked up at them. "Who's first?" She said, standing ready to fight. More and more were gathering around the car, snarling as they looked up at the two of them, but none of them wanting to make the first move. Buffy looked down at them, the odds were stacked against her, she had no weapon and no real backup, her mind was flashing through all the possibilities, the Vampires wouldn't hold back much longer and she knew it. It was time to move. She looked straight at Xander; he understood exactly what she wanted, it was something they'd developed through 7 years of fighting side by side. Trying hard not to think about what she was doing she jumped legs first off the roof of the car and into the crowd.

Somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean

"Why are we going to England again?" Asked Andrew, flicking through a magazine for the umpteenth time. Giles sighed and rolled his eyes and drained his little plastic cup.

"For the last time, I'm going to England to gather what few Watchers I can." He snapped. "And as for you, well, I strongly suspect its Buffy's revenge for something." He mumbled to himself, trying to grab the air Stewardess' attention for another drink, not seeing Andrew's imitation of him from his side.

No matter what she did they were all around her, she kicked and punched everywhere, knocking the Vampires back into each other, but still there were more attacking from all sides, her closing in, and she could hear Dawnie shouting from inside the car, she only wished Xander would hurry. One of them grabbed her arm as she tried to punch him, twisting it round behind her back and she snapped her head back, hitting him in the nose with her skull.

"Buffy!" Xander shouted at last, she turned to him; he was standing around the back of the car. "Catch!" He said, flinging the Scythe through the air. She caught it and swung, beheading two Vampires straight away, and then staking another, a kick, a swing, a stab, another swing, dust was falling all around her, another kick and a swing, taking out the last of them. "Ah, yet again, everybody's trying different ways of welcoming new comers into town, a little banner here, signs there, and oh yeah, a gang of un-dead minions by the beer." Xander joked.

"Personally I prefer the party in my honour; it's a tried and tested method." Buffy said shrugging. Dawn got out of the car and hugged her sister tightly.

"Oh, god, I thought..."

"I've been through much worse. I just want to know who was behind the Welcoming feast here, because I just didn't like anything on the menu. Oh I wonder if it's some ancient Vampire trapped in the Hell Mouth sending his minions out to feed for him so that he has enough power to break free, because that I could deal with. How often did Giles say the Harvest comes along?"

"Was the Harvest one of the things that came along every so often? There are just so many Vampire rituals floating around, I can't keep track of them all. Like the night of Sid Vicious? How often it that?"

"I think it was St Vigeous? And I'm pretty sure it was an entire day, not just a night, I'll ask Giles next time I see him."

Heathrow Airport, London

The flight had taken longer than expected, and after a few hours on plane with Andrew, Giles was about ready to get completely and utterly drunk and try to forget the whole thing happened; unfortunately he still had a lot of work ahead of him, old friends to meet, Watchers to talk to. Since the Watchers council had fallen apart a lot of the former Watchers had returned to normal lives, some with wives and children. He had arranged to meet an old friend at the airport, who claimed he could get Giles in touch with other Watchers; it was just persuading them that would be difficult.

"Rupert! How was the flight?" A young man asked as he stepped out of the crowd to great Giles with a handshake.

"To be honest, it was dreadful thank you Alex, and how are you and Nancy doing?"

"Good, as ever thank you. Right, first I thought we might venture up North, to visit a Mr. Garner, a highly respected former Watcher."

"Yes, I've heard of him." Replied Giles as he began to walk towards the doors. "Come along Andrew." He added, looking back.

"So Buff, any particular plan of action for tonight?" Xander asked, stepping into Buffy's new room and she unpacked some of her things, which were all brand new, bought with Wolfram and Heart's apparently limitless funds.

"Huh?" She asked looking round at him from the bed. She felt a bit guilty, Angel had paid for everything, new clothes for them, a new house in Cleveland, a car, and it must have cost him a small fortune and he didn't even seem to care. He was the head of this rich and powerful law firm now, it made her wonder if he was still the same Angel she knew, the same Angel she had once loved, the same Angel that somewhere, deep down she would always love.

"Buff?"

"Oh, sorry, erm, I was pretty much just thinking I go out and patrol, no doubt something will turn up, if not I'll just beat information out of an unsuspecting Vampire."

"Ok. Oh, I wonder if there's some Demon bar in this place that's run by a low life snitch."

"You mean like a Willy look-alike? Oh, or a relative of his, I kinda miss the good old days, beating up Willy until he sang, which never actually took long." She said, getting nostalgic yet again, it was happening a lot recently, since Sunnydale had been destroyed she kept thinking back to past times, missing the town she'd tried to get away from for all those years. Despite whatever bad things she'd been through there, Sunnydale was her home, and without it she felt kind of lost in the world. The phone rang and she grabbed it, glad of something to take her mind off it.

"The brand spankin' new Summers' residence." She said cheerfully

"Buffy."

"Angel."

"Do you like the new place?"

"Oh, yeah, it's nice, it's better than nice actually, it's great. How are you?"

"I'm ok, listen there's som..."

"Oh, before I forget, Xander and I were just talking about it and I was wondering; how often does the Harvest come along?"

"Once every century...why?"

"Just came up, and I couldn't remember. Is something wrong, you sound all, I dunno, you just sound like something's wrong."

"It's Spike."

"What about him?"

"Buffy, he's alive."

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