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New York the Hamptons

Kennedy couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her father's mouth. She felt dazed and confused. She couldn't believe what she was being told. It was craziness! The world was going to be destroyed? The government had arks? But then, vampires and demons were just as crazy to everyone else.

"Are you sure you aren't getting scammed by the government." She asked. She would make sure heads would roll if that were the case.

"I'm sorry honey, I know this is a lot to take in but the whole thing has all kinds of scientific data backing it up. I know you're scared. I know you might have a need to talk to someone but you can't tell anyone. There are people who would hurt us should we let the secret out. Can you keep this to yourself Honey?" Her father asked.

"Yes Daddy, of course, I wouldn't want anything to happen to our family." Kennedy replied.

"Good. Now I've been given a set of cell phones that each of us have to use. When the time is near a message will be sent out to those with tickets that only these phones will receive. When you get the message you'll need to get to China as quickly as possible. Do you understand?"

"Yes Daddy. But when did they say this was going to happen?"

"The government scientists believe it will take place in the early spring of 2013."

"Oh God Daddy! that isn't much time!"

"Yes, I know… Listen honey the last thing I want to do is pressure you into anything. But do you think you could do me a favor and find someone? I'd like to know that my little girl will have someone when the end comes who she can walk into the new world with."

"I think I already have; but I left that person in Las Vegas."

"That's wonderful sweetie; I look forward to meeting him. Ah to be young and in love. What's the young mans name?"

Kennedy felt like a deer caught in the headlights. She knew she was gay since age five. She came out of the closet when she was eleven but it was a secret everyone knew to keep from her father. Her farther barely paid any attention to his family. He preferred to stay late at the office as he calls it. Kennedy found out at age fifteen that her father was a partier, and a gambler. He enjoyed going down to the homeless section of Manhattan to have his bodyguards beat the hell out of one of them. He made people degrade themselves for money. Sometimes, he even paid up. But right now, it seems he wanted to do the father thing. Luckily, she had an honest answer for him.

"Well, 'Bobby' if you must know. But I'm not telling you the last name; till I find out if this is the one."

"Bobby, hmmm Bob… Robert… yes I like it. It's a very strong manly name. I can't wait to meet him."

"Like I said, I want to see if I like Bobby as much as I think I do right now." Kennedy replied.

"Alright, alright! To tell you the truth; I don't know if I would have time to meet him until we are boarding the ark. So make the most of the time you two have left and figure it out. And remember, don't tell Bobby any of this. Just get him there when the time comes. Now run along, I have business to attend to."

"Yes Daddy,"

Kennedy left her fathers office. she slowly walked down the corridor thinking to herself. Was this really happening?

Maybe she could get Willow to look into it for her. But then, Buffy would know and the rest of the Council would find out. Kennedy knew the council didn't have enough money to save everyone. Maybe a slayer and a watcher could get passage on one of the arks; maybe Willow could use magic and save a couple more. No, Kennedy thought, why should she risk her own ticket to salvation for those that should have been kissing her feet. It was better not to tell them anything. If it were real, then she would be the only slayer. She wouldn't have a pesky watcher looking over her shoulder telling her what to do. She was lucky enough to not have a watcher now. She would be top dog when all was said and done. Buffy and her Council would be a distant memory. Not to mention, she didn't need Willow screwing with her relationship with Bobby Ann. Willow was as clingy as gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe. At least, that was the way Kennedy remembered it.

/Scene Break/

Guardian council Cleveland,

"Is everyone here?" Giles asked.

"Depends, do you mean physically or existentially." Xander asked.

"Oh my gosh, Xander you use 'existentially' in a sentence and you used it correctly." Willow announced excitedly.

"Alright, who are you and what have you done with the real Xander." Buffy asked in mock suspicion.

"Relax B. he got that off the pizza delivery guy last night. You know the one that always smells like marijuana." Faith explained.

"If you're quite finished, I'd like to get this meeting under way." Giles announced. "As you know we are here for the unpleasant business of choosing which of our employees and students we will save during the up coming cleansing. Now, some of you suggested a lottery; while that is very fair, it just isn't practical."

"Giles is right. I'm sorry Will but I've been giving it a lot of thought - you all remember how it was when we first started these schools all the conflicting attitudes and cross cultural faux pas some wanted desperately to learn while others could care less."

"So, what you're saying is we want team players? Faith began. "Does that sum it up? Because I got to tell you I'm not love'en that Idea because if I weren't in this inner circle; I'd be left to go the way of Atlantis."

"Faith is correct. Buffy's point is a bit short sighted but it isn't without merit. There should be a portion planed in just that way. However, we should also look to people who bring something to the table such as the slayers Julia and Diana. One was an acrobat in the circus before becoming a slayer and the other was a gymnast. They found that they worked together well and have skills, they could teach and pass on."

"Guys, I don't think you're looking at this in the long term of things. There are other factors to consider like what about their families? If we just take these girls from their families and let their families die they aren't going to be too happy with us. We'd be no better than the old council." Xander suggested.

"Xanders right. What are we going to do about that?" Willow wondered worriedly.

"Sounds like the lone wolves are a better option after all." Faith commented.

"We should also discuss how many. There are thousands of slayers right now. How many do we save, a thousand, two thousand… fifty?" Dawn asked.

"We save as many as we can." Buffy replied with determination in her voice.

"Oh so we just say 'screw it' if we don't have enough resources to feed and shelter everyone." Dawn shot back.

"Buffy was a bit taken back by this. Dawn, Xander and Faith all had very good points about the future. She hadn't thought about what would happen after the cleansing."

"Actually, that happens to be another point I wanted to bring up at this meeting provided we are given ample time. I believe once we find the safe spot we will need to purchase some land to lay claim to it so we aren't fighting others for a place to stay in the end. Then, we can gather resources, food, and supplies and ship them to that destination ahead of ourselves."

"Any food we send will have to be canned or it will go bad. Even then, we'll have a problem when the food runs out because of the slayers and their metabolisms. They require a grocery run twice a week and that's the way it is now." Vi replied.

"Maybe we should ask these question when we know how big a land mass we are talking about. We don't want to have thousands of slayers on a patch of land no bigger than Gilligan's Island." Xander pointed out.

"Another very good point, I really think we have enough to think about and mull over until the next meeting in two weeks. I do hope we all write down our thoughts because solutions are needed for these probabilities. In the mean time, please remember not to leave your notes laying around for the other slayers to discover."

"What about the coven?" Willow Asked. "We can't leave them out. Their knowledge alone would be a great loss."

"Actually, Willow they fall under the term employee as does the watchers as well as a few independent contractors we have on retainer. They will all be considered. I was going to approach Miss Harkness about it as soon as we discovered the landmass we are to be heading to. But right now, I must be getting back to England and the great library. Dawn, I could use your help today as Miss Granger has requested a few days to do some research within her own community."

"I don't think I can take another long flight. Maybe, I should just pack up my stuff and move to London house for the time being if you're going to keep needing my help. "

"Actually, Miss Granger has helped me there. She has made me a portkey so I can get back and forth from London to Cleveland." Giles said as he reached into his inside breast pocket of his jacket to pull out the object.

"A toothbrush?"

"Yes well, when Miss Granger came to me she asked if it would be helpful to have such a magical device. She told me that most portkeys were made with some form of discarded rubbish, a tin can or an old shoe. Something a non-magical person wouldn't touch. So, I needed to come up with something that I could inconspicuously carry around that no one would touch without knowing its true nature. After some thought, it came to me while doing my morning routine. No one would think twice about someone carrying such a thing and no one would touch it. This one has never been used and I scratched my initials into it."

"Ten points and a gold star for originality; way to go G-man." Xander replied.

Sighing Giles asked. "Dawn if you're ready?"

"Okay, but I didn't get to do this last time. What's it like?"

"Its simple Dawnie; it's like walking into the next room." Xander replied.

"Oh, alright then; all I need to do is just touch it right?"

"Yes," Giles replied.

Dawn laid a finger on the handle and Giles said the password 'Scooby-doo'.

The people in the room laughed at Dawn's sudden 'yelp'. Then she and Giles vanished. They all knew she was in for a wilder ride than what they told her. Dawn had forgotten that demon hunters get there laughs where they could.

/Scene Break/

England

Harry potter enters his room at the leaky caldron after a hard day of work at the ministry. His day this morning consisted of chasing down a dangerous escaped Dingle bird on foot. He landed face first in a puddle of greasy muck in an ally behind a fast food restaurant. He caught the fire breathing bird but his favorite uniform robes were a lost cause. His lunch consisted of a disgustingly greasy hamburger from the same fast food restaurant which gave him indigestion. Later his afternoon was spent filling out paperwork and writing reports. Not a terribly fantastic day, it was actually close to a terribly terrible day. Harry's immediate plans consisted of ordering room service to send up a nice stake dinner with a bottle of mead. He would take a shower, eate and then head off to bed to forget this day ever happened.

However, upon entering the room he noted a tapping on his window. An owl sat on the sill with a letter in its beak. Harry's first thought was that it was something from the ministry. He took the note that was contained in the envelope, a slightly violet colored envelope - the type of which Hermione used. He let the bird in and it dropped the letter into his hand before flying off. He opened it and began to read.

Dear Harry,

I suppose your wondering why you haven't seen me in a few days. I don't know if you know it but I've taken off a few days of work to pursue something that has been nagging at me since I first entered the magical world.

I'm sorry I couldn't let you know about what I was about to do sooner but I didn't want your reputation tarnished as it may be needed in the future. Mine will be shot to hell if I'm caught. What I'm about to do is both stupid and dangerous. Stupid, because I'll have broken several wizarding laws, However, I'm unsure how dangerous, which is dangerous in and of itself. In any event, should I survive, I'll need to speak with you afterwards please meet me at my house after ten tonight.

Yours always,

Hermione Granger

"Oh hell, what has she done now?" Harry thought.

He looked at his watch. He saw it was nine twenty.

"So much for supper. If I start now, I'll be able to a shower and change into a clean set of robes." He said to himself. "Yeah, like that's going to happen." He thought as he ripped off his smelly robe replacing it with a new one he then headed for the door.

He'd wait outside Hermione's door until she got home. Then he could be cross with her. She wasn't going to get away with worrying him like this. After all, what were friends for?

A.N. / So what do you think so far? I like reviews.

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