A/N - I know things seem to be going a bit slow at the moment, but it wont stay that way forever.

I would love more people to comment, it only takes a few seconds so come on people, help a guy out. Tell me what you think - good or bad (just no flames please : )

PN xxx

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The angry and confused voices grew louder and louder as the foursome climbed the stone steps. There wasn't much light coming in from outside the mausoleum, so it was safe to say that there was still a couple of hours left before sunrise.

Outside the mausoleum, the army of slayers were less than a stones throw away from completely freaking out.

Some of the girls, the ones in more modern clothes, were grouped together shouting at each other or trying to comfort those who weren't keeping things together. There were some lone girls dotted around. They wore much older, simpler clothes.

It was obvious that these girls had not been clued into what was going to happen.

"Oi! shut ya whining up will ya. I'm getting a head ache," one dark haired girl shouted at a younger girl who was trying to fight back tears.

"Where are we?"

"What's going on?"

"Come on don't worry. I'm sure we will find out what's going on soon… Well I hope so anyway."

"Should we stay here? It might not be safe."

"I think we should… Buffy?"

This last comment caused everyone in this group to turn straight to Grace and company.

"Yo B. What the hell is goin' on here?"

"Hey Faith. Umm this is Grace. She can fill you all in," Buffy replied with a nod towards Grace.

With all the attention on her now, Grace felt like she too, was going to freak out. She wasn't used to talking in front of large groups of people, she wasn't used to giving orders of any kind.

"Well, I umm.." she mumbled

"What? I didn't get that, speak up." said Faith.

By now every single slayer was looking at her, waiting for her to explain what was happening. Swallowing hard and looking at Buffy, Tara and Cordy for support, she went on.

"Well you see, the year is 2038 and the world is going to hell… literally."

This caused the group to cry out again.

"What…why… what's it got to do with us?"

Unfortunately though, the language wasn't all as clean as that. And some not even in English.

At this, Tara dug into one of the boxes she had been carrying and pulled out an old leather bound book and started flipping through the pages. Upon finding what she wanted she whispered a small spell. A faint baby blue coloured smoke rose up around the girls who didn't speak English and just faded away.

"What did you do?" shouted a small brown haired girl in the back.

"Oh it was nothing really. I..I realised that not all of you would be able to understand what we say so I f..fixed it." replied Tara. "I hope no one minds."

"Get back to explaining," Faith said while looking straight at Grace.

"Yeah, ok. See, well as most of you know, in 2003 Buffy Summers, yourself and others changed the slayer line and made thousands of slayers. Well, because of that evil went into hiding. It stayed hidden until late 2008 when it came back more organised and stronger than ever."

Grace stood there in front of everyone trying to explain properly what had happened. Some girls looked angrier while others, who were previously angry, were now balancing on the freak out tightrope, only needing one little push to send them over the edge.

It took almost 20 minutes for Grace to finish explaining things to everyone. Some girls weren't happy with waiting until the end of the speech before making comments.

"I know you are all angry or scared, and I'm sorry that you had to come back. Especially without being asked or filled in before hand, but the world really needs your help." Grace was now pleading with the slayers. "So will you? Help, I mean?"

When no one replied Grace turned to Buffy and the others for help. The three of them were smiling and kept looking back and forth between Grace and the other girls. When Grace looked back at the large group, every girl looked determined.

"Ok, we'll help." Said a girl with red hair that was mostly covered by a knitted hat. Her statement was backed up with a series of nods from the other girls.

"Lets get going then. We have quite a way to go." Cordelia said stepping forward.