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Blinking at the spectacle before his eyes, Giles frowned. Was he really seeing what he though he was?

�Hey?� Buffy said shyly, shoved forward unceremoniously by what appeared to be Spike.

Spike, standing in front of Angel and Drusilla wearing practically nothing.

Like hell he was seeing this. It had to be another nightmare. His illusion was shattered when Faith barged past him into the apartment and sensing something important happening, she fled to the kitchen, watching from the doorway. This was too interesting to miss.

�Buffy?� His hand stretched out as if to touch her. Stepping forward and into his touch she smiled nervously.

�Hey Giles.� Her voice came out a croak, a lump rising in her throat and tears escaping her eyes.

Seeing his girl crying Spike growled at the git that upset her. He knew it was simply an emotional overload at being back in her world, but he couldn�t help the possessive streak that had taken over him since he fell in love with the Slayer. Well, the original one anyway.

�Buffy?� Giles repeated in disbelief. She really was here and she was alive and well. But if she was here, then so was the fiend that murdered Jenny and tortured him mercilessly along with Spike and Drusilla. What was Buffy thinking, consorting with these demons? Unless Buffy had been turned, which he highly doubted as she had arrived with Faith.

Turning to see Faith lounging against the doorframe a thin smile graced his lips. He had lost one surrogate daughter and gained another, and while he found himself fond of them for different reasons, he was proud of how he was faring when it came to the control of his second Slayer. She reminded him of the rebellious phase of is own youth, her spunk and determination alone set her apart from Buffy.

Turning back to the strange visitors in the courtyard he frowned,

�I�m sorry.� He found himself saying, �But I cannot allow myself to talk to you at this time. If you�d like to come back tomorrow?�

�She�s human you nit.� Spike growled, seeing straight through his excuse.

�Of course she is.� Giles continued to talk. His emotional distance making it hard for Buffy to stand on her own two feet. She was his Slayer, the daughter he never had and he was talking about her rather than to her. �Yes, well.� Giles blustered on, as if Spike had never opened his mouth. �Your blatant disregard for any feelings I may have no longer surprises me.�

�Giles?� Buffy�s voice was close to breaking point. She had been replaced. A new Slayer for her Watcher to, well, watch. She wondered if her mom had forgotten her as well. �I�m back.� She whispered, a lump in her throat painful and tear jerking as she considered her options.

She had never given any thought to what Giles would do when she returned. She had assumed she would be welcomed with open arms after finally escaping from hell.

It wasn�t like she had run away, or even chosen to go to hell. She had been sucked through Acathla along with Angel, closely followed by Spike and Drusilla. Forced to coexist with the vampires as she nursed her own broken heart, finding friendship and solace with Spike when it became obvious that Drusilla had claimed back her daddy.

Her tentative exploration of the vampires, their family ways and Spike�s true personality sucking her in until she had fallen fast and hard for the annoying bleached one without even realising it.

And she wasn�t even going to get a chance to explain it all.

�Giles?� She tried again, seeing through the mask of indifference that failed to hide his anguish. Watching as the door began to close she tried again, �Giles? My mom?�

Temporarily stopping her former Watcher from shutting her out she smiled gratefully at his stony expression, �Is she okay?�

�I think you had better take the time to see for yourself.� Came the hostile reply before the door was firmly shut in place, effectively shutting Buffy out of her old world, casting her away into the night with her vampire companions.

Seeing the way that Buffy had been treated by her former Watcher made Spike want to hurt the human in any way possible. The stupid bloke was far lower on the food chain than the strange family that stood before him, yet he dared to cast away his Slayer as if she were a mere annoyance in his schedule. He had stood by silently as previously requested by Buffy, but the lack of respect given to his Slayer was eating him inside, taunting him to demand the level of respect she deserved. He almost let himself act upon his annoyance until she turned to him, tears glistening in her eyes as they walked away from her Watcher, back into the night.
�Harsh.� Faith commented casually, helping herself to a packet of cookies and leaning through the serving hatch.

Ignoring his charge, Giles poured himself a large whisky, swallowing it in one large gulp he refilled his glass, allowing himself to enjoy this one.

�I suffered tremendously at the callous hands of those vampires.� He said slowly, savouring the flavour of the whisky, �I would appreciate it if you learnt the facts before you so tactlessly start endangering people�s lives and passing judgement.�

Tossing the cookies onto the counter, and not even dignifying her Watcher with a response, Faith stormed up the stairs and threw her door shut behind her as loud as she could without breaking it.

She didn�t care if she was acting like a spoiled thirteen year old, no one told her what to do. She was her own person, always had been and always would be.

She had worried briefly on the way home that she would be cast out now that the infamous Buffy had returned- but from the not so warm welcome she received, she now found herself pitying the smaller girl.

She knew all too well how gut wrenching it was to have people that you loved cast you away, to not care. She had spent a great portion of her life convincing herself that she was cared for and now she knew the brutal truth. No one ever truly cared, not really.

The Slayer in her commiserated with the other girl, she had gone missing over a year ago after a vampire ex boyfriend had reverted to his former evil and soulless self, but from the way she talked, it was not her own choice to go away. She had mentioned being dragged into hell and although Faith herself had often referred to places as �hell�, she was sure the older Slayer was being honest when she mentioned the hellish year she had experienced. Faith wasn�t to blame for befriending the other Slayer, the way the Scoobies talked about her she must have been up there with Mother Teresa at the top of the do-gooder�s list.

It wasn�t like she had endangered anyone, if a Slayer as good as people made Buffy out to be was snuggling up with these vampires, then it really wasn�t going to be Faith who went in guns blazing trying to kill them. She trusted the other Slayer, feeling like she knew her already from the Scoobies constant praise and casual mentions in chats. And the company she kept seemed to be pretty well house trained in the not killing the Slayer department. That was always a mark in the plus column.

Plus, those vamps looked damn fine if she did say so herself.
Listening to his charge stamping around above his head Giles sighed, sinking down further into his chair, his whisky in one hand while he held his head up with the other.

What on Earth had happened in the last twelve months to make him turn away his Slayer? He loved her like a daughter, he had been there for her like a father and her disappearance had hit him hard, making him turn to the bottle for comfort just as her mother had.

Joyce had turned to him for answers when the children had run out of excuses, not telling her anything that she wanted to hear.

When those answers had finally sunk in, she had been so far gone that she couldn�t bring herself to care. It had taken the arrival of Faith to kick start everyone into accepting that Buffy was gone.

They had all slowly accepted that she would come back when she was ready and until then, they all had lives to live and demons to fight.
The children would soon know that Buffy had returned along with the vampires that accompanied her. Faith was never one to keep a secret and he was thankful for a second that it was not him who would be forced to tell them. They would be able to make up their own minds and talk to her if they wished. He just hoped that Buffy was still on the side of good. It wouldn�t look good on him if the Slayer he lost had turned rogue and it would just about kill him if she had.

Pouring himself another drink, his eyes settled upon Willow�s purple notebook. Picking it up and idly flicking through it, he scanned the notes of all the attempts to locate Buffy, skimming past the attempts of mind control and telepathy that had not worked, stopping at one particular spell.

The young redhead had become quite adept at witchcraft over the long months that Buffy had been gone, practising anything and everything she could get her hands on. The locator spell she had attempted several months back had been unsuccessful in pinpointing anything, let alone the location of the missing Slayer. It was as if she had completely vanished off the face of the Earth.

Giles knew all too well from his Watcher training that locator spells needed to be very precise in which dimensions they searched, but the attempts of the young witch had been futile. Buffy had been in no known dimension and her friends had slowly reduced the amount of time they dedicated to finding her, finding themselves with new lives and increased responsibilities now that their Slayer was MIA. Even when Faith had arrived, ready to take on her role, the Scoobies had been insistent on helping, �fighting the good fight� as Xander put it.

But now she was back, and Faith was almost certain to announce it to everyone when they met up at midday.

Checking the clock and finding the time an ungodly hour of the morning, Giles knocked back the remnants of the bottle and grimaced. He would need to write this up in his diaries before the children arrived, but before that, he wanted some much needed sleep for his mind to try to make sense of the events of the night. So many questions he wanted answers for, so many things he wanted to do over, to take Buffy into his arms and tell her how much she had been missed, to stake Angelus and the other two vampires, to make it so that she had never run away.

He had spent many nights agonising over the small things that he could never undo, things that would bring him his Buffy back, and now she had finally returned and been ready to face him and he hadn�t even asked her where she had gone to. He had taken one look at the company she had kept and had turned her away like the prejudiced old man he swore he would never become.

It was definitely time to get some sleep.

Smiling ruefully at the shut door that meant Faith had sneaked out the window, he made his way to his own room. The alcohol was fuelling his brain to come up with more and more things he regretted, replaying tonight�s events over and over until he was no longer sure of the distinction between fact and fiction. Sinking onto his bed he was asleep within seconds, dreaming of the much-awaited return of his beloved Slayer.
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