Hank was sincerely bored. He sat down on a memorial stone bench and smoked a cigarette. He watched the smoke rise from the end.
"Dad!" She called from behind him. "C'mere!" He turned and ran to where she stood, pinning a deformed man to the ground.
"Buffy, stop, you're hurting him." Hank was clearly upset. She lunged down, stabbed the man with a wooden stake, and he exploded into dust.
Hank fell to the ground.
He walked her back to Helen's, all in silence.
Finally, "Where do you live?"
Buffy turned and pointed to a window down the street. "Right there."
"I'll have no buts, you're staying with me until I can convince your mother to take you back."
"Okay." She said smugly.
She was moved in. Seeing her clothes, her father shook his head. "This unacceptable. I have to take you shopping."
"What?" she was shocked "I love my clothes."
"They are simply inappropriate for Los Angeles. I intend on getting you back in school, Buffy."
"I was expelled and I burnt down the gym, there's no way they'll let me back in." She raised her eyebrows.
"Don't worry about that." He paused and mulled over it in his head "I have connections." He said simply and left the room.
Buffy scratched her head and shrugged, she was going shopping.
"Giles!" Willow ran into the library, screaming.
"What is it, Willow?" Giles voice was concerned.
"It's Angel, Angelus, I don't know! But, Giles, he's wild" She sat down on the table. "He was outside. I was so scared, Giles." Willow shook.
"My God. Are you telling the truth?" He dropped his glasses to the floor in surprise.
"We need to find Buffy, and soon." Her eyes were bugging, and frightened tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Before it gets bad."