Dawn Winchester?

Summary: Dawn isn't a magical clone, she's Buffy's daughter, and John's

Disclaimer: I don't own either show. If you recognize it, it ain't mine.

"Where is my Key!" Glory yelled, stomping her way into the Magic Box.

"We don't have it!" Willow yelled rushing up to her. "We don't even know what it is! You've been here before and there's nothing here now that there wasn't here before. So look around and go away! Because we have to clean up the mess that your minions made all over the store!" Glory brushed Willow aside, which had the effect of knocking Willow into a wall, and began to search through the store making a bigger mess than the minions had in their attack.

"It's not here!" she shrieked, and began to throw a hissy fit at her head minion, complete with throwing things and chasing him out of the store.

Slowly everyone still in the store glanced at each other. Without a doubt that had been the strangest encounter they'd had with the insane hellgoddess. Buffy glared around at the magic users trying to non verbally scream her question of where had Dawn gone? Willow just smiled and holding her broken arm went over to the overturned research table. She picked up the scattered test papers and showed them to Buffy. "Could you pick up the table, Buffy?" she asked jiggling the papers as importantly as she could. Buffy nodded and quickly righted the table.

Anya looked up from where she was kneeling by Xander. "Careful of the table, Buffy. It costs money to replace and Xander's hurt so we can't even charge Giles for him to make a replacement."

"How is he?" Willow asked.

"He's fine." Anya answered as she helped Xander to his feet. "It's just a concussion. Giles has had plently of those and he didn't have any problems giving Olivia orgasms, so Xander won't have any problems giving me lots of them once the dizziness disappears. And its fun to wake him up every few hours because he gets this grumpy face." she said earnestly.

"Thank you for that glowing report, Anya." Giles interrupted swiftly. "Perhaps you could take Xander to the ER? Does anyone else need to go? Willow?"

"We'd all better go." Buffy said as she rolled up the papers she had grabbed from Willow. It had taken only a swift glance at them to understand what Willow had done. "Everyone out to mom's suv."

Once in Joyce's car, Tara cast a small spell that would allow them to talk freely. Glory's minions were still hanging around and it would be the only time for privacy. "Dawn?" Joyce asked as she pulled out into the street.

"Willow sent her to her dad." Buffy said looking again at the roll of papers in her hand. Willow nodded.

"She had her cell phone with her." Joyce said quietly. "I've been making sure she stuck it in her pocket if she left the house. We can send her a message that we''re ok." Buffy nodded and gripped the papers tighter. Only the guy's tests were there. Willow wasn't acting concerned so she must have sent the other three papers with Dawn. She only wished she could have sent a note, and hoped that Dawn's dad, whoever he was, would take care of her.