That morning when they all woke up, all the slayerettes had been told that Hope and Grace would be staying with them for the time being. Buffy had taken Hope and Grace upstairs to ask them why they had come. Hope responded rather unusually, Buffy remembered her as one who liked to build up suspense and watch you squirm when she was telling you something. But this time she was blunt and to the point.

"Buffy, we know your in trouble, we know what's happening here."

"What do you mean you know?" Buffy asked the girls, looking back and forth between them.

"We know about the first, we know that you've been gathering slayers, or future slayers anyway. We've come to tell you, there's someone new, he's coming, and he could be a problem," Grace spoke up rather suddenly.

"How could you know that?" Buffy asked the twins.

"Lately we've, uh, um, how do i put this?" Hope turned to her sister for help.

"We've become, well, some would call it,..." Grace stammered on.

"We've become intuned. With the Earth, and the way things work," Hope got out finally.

"Witches?" Buffy asked.

"No, but something along the sort i guess you could say," Grace spoke up.

Buffy was surprised at these two girls, she hadn't seen either one of them in a long time, and neither had Dawn, although to them, Dawn never existed. But they didn't look like they had changed at all, they had been thirteen the last time she saw them, she had been sixteen at the time, but they had been like younger sisters to her. But they had never known about her being a slayer before. She suddenly wondered how they knew.

"So how do you girls know that I'm the slayer?" Buffy asked the two.

"You were always sneaking out at night, coming in even later, you had all sorts of crosses and garlic and holy water in your room. We had read about vampires before, we knew there was a slayer, and when you burnt down the gym, it was kind of obvious," Grace told her.

This was just as she remembered, Grace could talk for hours, and Hope refused to speak, she hated words. She'd rather write everything down, she was a great writer.

Everything was going to be okay, sure the girls had just told her about some big scary guy or something of the sort. But she was the slayer, and she had the scoobies, and Giles, what could go wrong now? Right?

Buffy opened the door and told Dawn who had her ear plastered to the door to go downstairs and get Willow, Xander, Giles, Anya, and Spike and bring them to her.

"Right, and me?" Dawn asked her.

"Well, yeah, you too silly, didn't think you had to get yourself though."

"Right! I'll be right back!" Dawn told her as she hurried down the stairs.