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Buffy walked through the entrance to the cemetery in the west side of Sunnydale with the two brothers behind her.

Dean was in awe of the stake he was holding, but Sam was not too fused about the stakes. For once he was actually more worried than Dean about the Impala. He knew how Amelie's mind worked and he knew that she would more than likely come down here purely to take it away from Dean.

Buffy walked along the path, looking into the shadows for vampires.

"So, Buffy, how many vamps have you dustified," Dean said.

Sam tried to contain his laughter and failed.

Buffy smiled. "A lot. I've been the Slayer for a few years."

"Well, we've been hunters all our lives," Sam replied.

A vampire jumped out from behind a grave, blocking the path in front of Buffy, Sam and Dean. The vampire's yellow eyes gleamed in the moonlight. The eyebrow area was creased and lumpy and the vampire's fangs were bared, showing it was hungry.

Dean prepared his stake for a killing blow.

Buffy moved quickly, towards the vampire. The vampire, who looked as though they'd been a male university student before being a vampire, saw the stake in Buffy's hand and moved out of the way. It swung it's fist out, hitting Buffy. She ignored the blow and shoved the stake into the vampire's chest, pulling it back out after and watching the vampire turn into dust.

"Wow!" Dean exclaimed.

"All in a night's work," Buffy said, putting the stake back beside her.

"Ok," Sam said with a hint of admiration in his voice
"That's it?" Dean asked. "No more vampires?"

"This is Sunnydale. There's probably a lot more."

"So we get to kill vamps too?"

"When we see more, sure."

"Cool."

Buffy walked along the path again.

"So, how old did you say you were?" Dean asked.

"Twenty," Buffy said. "What about you guys?"

"I'm twenty-nine and he's twenty-five," Dean replied.

Buffy nodded. "Have you guys got a place to stay?"

"We're gonna stay in the Sunspot Motel," Same replied.

"How long are you staying in Sunnydale for?"

"As long as it takes for us to stop the seal from breaking, or to see it broken," Dean replied.

"Usually takes about 4 days minimum."

"That doesn't sound that long," Buffy said.

"We're getting used to the all the crap heaven makes us do," Dean replied.

"That makes sense, I guess."

"Believe me its like one 'oh' fricken one with these bloody angels," Dean said.

"Apart from Castiel, we haven't really met any angels. We're more used to vampires, demons and witches," Buffy said.

"Well we've had our fair share of them too, usually the bad ones."

"Well, we occasionally find some that aren't all evil and I-want-to-destroy-the-world."

"Well Amelie's not that bad," Dean said.
"When she's in a good mood."
"She has lots of them though."
"When you're not being a dick that is."
"Bitch"
"Jerk," Sam finished.

"Right. I think I'm just gonna smile and nod and pretend I'm involved in this conversation," Buffy said.

Dean sighed, he missed Amelie. Right now if she were there, she'd be a) flirting with him b) talking with Buffy or c) pissing someone off, usually it was c. The amount of times she'd done that in the past year to demons.
Sam looked at Dean, with a strange curiosity, he was thinking about her again. Sam didn't know why Dean didn't go see her, or talk to her, but he was still pissed at her. Still, she did help save his life.

Buffy walked along the path, getting increasing curiouser about the two brothers she was hunting with.

Sam took out his phone in an attempt to see if Bobby had replied. He hadn't.

Dean looked over to him.
"Bobby replied yet?"

Buffy looked between the two brothers.

"No, he hasn't." Sam turned to Buffy "We asked our friend Bobby to look up the demon child and he hasn't replied yet."
"As much as she is going to kick my ass for what I did to Cas, maybe we should get Amelie down here."

"Okay. Giles will probably find something new for us tomorrow," Buffy said.

'Ok' Dean said.
Whilst Dean's back was turned Sam whipped out his mobile again and began texting Amelie.
'Is cas ok? need help here, demon child? ' He then sent it.

Buffy walked up the path to her house with the Winchester brothers following her, as it had been earlier that night.

"So, well thanks for tonight, you know, letting us see how you hunt," Sam said, stuttering.
"Yeah, so, we'll see you tomorrow at the Magic Box?" Dean said.

"At half ten?" Buffy asked.

"That's fine with us," Dean replied, not letting his younger brother make another ass of himself.

Buffy smiled at the brothers before unlocking her front door and walking inside. She shut the door behind her and made her way to bed.
Sam and Dean were tired. All they wanted to do was open the door to their motel, grab a quick beer and go to sleep.
When they got to the motel they didn't bother turning on the light, just stumbled through the door, careful of the salt protection.
"What kept you?" A voice asked from the darkness.
"Who is that?" Dean asked, automatically reaching for his gun.
"Amelie?" Sam said.
"Yep, you text I come, and I bring help too. Aren't I a good little girl?" She asked.
Amelie clicked her fingers and the lights came on, revealing her and Castiel.
Dean gulped, he looked over at Cas, who was refusing to look at him.
Amelie stared at Dean. "Look Dean, I know right now neither me nor Cas are the people you want to see right now but I have information on the demon child."
"You do?" Sam asked.
"Yep, you grab my book from my bag on Dean's bed. Sure you wont mind sharing with me Dean, we've done it plenty of times. Nah, didn't think you did."
"Now Dean," Amelie continued, "Come here."
Dean obliged and went over to Amelie. "What?"
Before he knew what had happened to him, Amelie had backhanded him.
"What the hell Amelie?" Sam and Sean asked.
"You made Cas cry," she replied. "No one does that. No one."