Dawn Winchester?

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

Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it ain't mine

Dean looked at the map and pointed his brother toward a house on the right. The Summer's house. What would they find? Dean wondered. What kind of woman could have tempted Dad into cheating on Mom? Dean knew it wasn't really cheating; after all, his dad had been a widower for more than 20 years. He also knew that his dad would see it as cheating no matter how many years had passed. Sam parked the Impala on the street, and they stepped out of the car as one. Together they walked back to the car's trunk, and pulled out the bags of weapons that they had prepared previously. No matter what kind of demon Glory was, they were determined to kill it. Hanging the bags over their shoulders they marched up to the door and rang the bell.

They weren't expecting the door to be opened with a yank and a tiny blond to shush them. She silently waved them back and stepped out onto the porch. "My mom's sleeping. If you wake her up I will break every bone in your bodies and leave you in one of the cemeteries for the nightlife to chew on." she whispered with a glare.

"Are you Buffy Summers?" Dean asked quietly, trying to behave respectfully. It was difficult, seeing as how she barely came up to his shoulder, but if this was the slayer, she would be able to carry out her threat without breaking a sweat.

"Yes." she said flatly without changing her stance or her expression.

"I'm Dean Winchester. This is my brother Sam. Our father sent us to help you with Glory."

The quiet statement from the shorter of the two men shocked Buffy out of her aggressive stance. She hadn't expected the Watcher's Council to decide to help her so soon, much less to send people like these two men. The fact that they were American rather than British, also surprised her. She opened her front door and waited for them to walk through. Willow, Tara, and Giles had heavily warded the house, so if these two intended to harm anyone who lived there, they wouldn't be able to enter. They both silently nodded at her and walked into the living room and through the magical barriers without so much as setting off any alarms. They had no ill intent then either. Maybe they really were there to help. "Your mother?" Sam quietly asked Buffy as she shut the door behind them.

"She's upstairs. She had a follow up treatment at the hospital this morning, so we need to stay quiet. The research party is in the dining room, through there." Tara and Willow were sitting at the table. Tara was going through yet more spell books, and Willow was attempting to surf the net. However, she wasn't having much luck due to her broken arm. Sam, seeing her difficulty, slid into a chair next to her. "Guys, this is Dean and Sam Winchester. Their Dad sent them to help out with Glory." Tara smiled shyly, and Willow waved. "This is Tara and her girlfriend Willow."

"Rosenburg." Sam supplied. "Cordy was very vocal about your skills, Willow."

"Cordy?" Willow asked, confused.

"Yeah, I met Cordelia at Stanford last year. It was the first time I met a girl who just looked disgusted at the end of dusting two vampires. Most times they scream or faint." Sam smiled.

"Oh! You know Cordelia! You're that Sam Winchester? Here!" Willow pushed her laptop over to Sam and began a long and detailed geek babble on exactly what it was she was trying to do. Dean just blinked at the amount of words Willow could cram into one breath. What was even more shocking was that Sam was actually following what Willow was saying. He looked over at Buffy who was shaking her head.

"Normally, we get her to stop and slow down, but your brother actually seems to be following what she's saying."

"Sam's the smart one in the family. I just like killing things that kill people." Dean flashed his smirk at her, receiving one in return.

"A man after my own heart." Buffy said. "Tara is also a witch like Willow. We've also got my Watcher of course," she glared at Dean daring him to comment on Giles' continued work as her Watcher in spite of having been fired. When Dean only nodded, she continued. "My mom helps with research, meals, stains removed from clothes, making stakes, things like that, but don't ask her to do too much, she's recovering from cancer surgery. Xander is our construction guy, he also helps with research, patrolling, and other things. Anya is an ex-vengeance demon, patron saint of scorned women to be exact, so be aware that she hasn't been human for long and it affects her a lot. She's Xander's girlfriend. We also have a vampire working with us,"

"Is he blond?" Dean interrupted.

"Yes, well, bleached blond. How did you know that?" Buffy wanted to know because no one had told the Watcher's Council about Spike.

"Sam has prophetic dreams and some times he has visions. He had one just before we started out for Sunnydale. Our Dad was fighting with some people in front of the high school against some demons. One of the ones he was fighting with was a blond vampire. Sam identified Willow, but he didn't know who the blond was. Scared him so bad, he woke up running and slammed himself into the wall of our room." Dean smirked again remembering Sam sliding down the wall. "He usually wakes up yelling, so if he falls asleep you need to know it isn't anything for you to deal with. That's my job. Also the dreams don't let him get a lot of sleep, so don't wake him up if he nods off." Dean looked hard at Buffy until she nodded once. "So, what's the blond's name, and why does he work with you?"

"Spike was experimented on by the Army. He has a microchip inside his brain that gives him a massive headache if he harms a human. It doesn't hurt him if he hurts demons though, so he volunteered to help us out in exchange for blood and the chance to beat on things. If the non-humans I work with are going to be a problem, say so now. A few extra hands are welcome, but not if they are going to cause more problems." Buffy said with finality.

Dean leaned forward and let her see just how angry he was. "No one and nothing is going to get us to back off until this Glory, whatever it is, is dead. Not sent back to hell, not exorcised, dead."

Buffy smiled. "You really are a man after my own heart." She let him see her determination as well. "Glory dies. There is no other option. As for what she is, she's an insane hellgoddess from another dimension. She wants to go home. To do that she needs to find the Key and use it in a ceremony that will cause a dimensional rift. The trouble is the rift will tear all dimensions apart and destroy this one completely. The only way to stop Glory is to kill her. The problem is she is for all practical purposes, indestructible. We're still looking for a way to kill her."

"So what breed is Spike?" Dean asked, wanting to know what Spike was capable of.

"Aurliean. They're your more traditional vampires. You can take them out with sunlight, stake, decapitation, and fire. Holy water and symbols will hurt them, but not kill them and garlic won't even to that. But on the other hand they don't have the shape shifting ability, and they only have fangs, not another set of teeth. We get a lot of those type around here. One thing though, they always lose their souls when they're turned. Spike is full demon, he doesn't have a soul. He's doing this because he enjoys the violence and it is one of the few ways he can get blood or money for blood. You are not on his list of people he will fight for, so don't trust him to watch your back."

Dean nodded satisfied with the explanation. He looked over to see Sam and Willow with their heads bent buried into her computer. "It looks like geek boy found a friend. Do you have a place where we can crash, or do I need to see about getting us a motel?"

"Well, we have the floor here, Xander lives in his parent's basement with Spike, and Giles has a one bedroom apartment about half a mile from here, or Giles might put you up in the back room of the Magic Box. Your choice, but we do need you to stay close if you're going to be working with us." Buffy replied. "Any of us will put you up, no problem. But it is girl central around here, so the guys might be your best shot for sleeping. Eating is where ever we happen to be at the time, usually the Magic Box or here. And speak of the devil and they shall arrive, hey guys."

"Hey Buffster! Who are our new recruits?" Xander ambled into the room leading Giles and giving her a hug.

"Dean and Sam Winchester."

"Winchester?" Giles asked, pulling off his glasses to polish them. "Any relation to John Winchester?"

"He's our dad. He's the one who sent us here." Dean replied. "Hey, Sam! Is this the warlock you saw?" Sam looked up and nodded when Dean pointed at Giles.

"I am not a warlock." Giles said stiffly. "While I am capable of magical castings, they are not a major part of my life."

"Sorry, Sam had a dream where you and Willow were casting spells, so we assumed that you were." Dean shrugged. It wasn't that big of a mistake. And if Giles was the guy casting spells, then Tara had to be the other witch Sammy saw.

"So who's John Winchester, G-man?" Xander piped up, going over to Willow and Tara and passing out hugs to the rest of his girls.

"Don't call me that Xander, and he's a rather famous American demon hunter. He's been hunting for over 20 years, and he took both of his sons hunting with him. They were both raised to be demon hunters. I know he's been tracking one demon in particular, but I've never heard any of the details." 'Oops,' Buffy thought to herself. 'Well he didn't say they were from the council. But why is an American demon hunter sending his kids to help us?'

"I found it!" Sam called, interrupting the quiet discussion. As they all focused their attention on him, he spoke to his brother, ignoring everyone else. "We have to kill her vessel. I can't find any mention of what the vessel is, but it is a living creature. Her 'living vessel' is mentioned several times." Dean nodded and went over to his weapons. Everyone else stared at Willow.

She grinned sheepishly at them. "Cordelia always said that Sam was the master of research. No matter what the subject, if you found one source, he found 10."

"Any particular way to kill it, or can I just use regular bullets?" Dean asked.

"Regular bullets, but you can't shoot her. It won't do any good. It has to be the vessel."