Crawling out of the coffin, I glanced around to check on the others. Buffy was already out and flicking on a flashlight, and Xander was closing the coffin lid that he crawled out of. Stretching out, I groaned from being cramped in that casket for what felt like ages.
"33 minutes." Xander said while looking at his watch. "Since when do we go through all this trouble for one lousy vampire? Excuse me- One lousy potential vampire." He waved a finger.
"Vampire by vampire. It's the only way I know how." Buffy replied.
"....Where's Dawn?" And my question was answered by a knocking from inside of the children's coffin. Quickly getting it opened, Dawn hastily sat up.
"I think this thing has a freakin' child lock on it!"
"Shh!"
"You know, I'm not the shortest one here." The girl looked at her older sister. "I don't know why I had to be in the kid coffin."
"Look, I know it's my job-"
"No, I'm sorry." Xander shifted on his feet. "I wanna help. Guess I've been a little stressed out lately. I'm sorry I took it out on you."
"No big." Buffy shook her head. "Been kind of stressed myself."
"And the whole Willow stitch is not un-stressifying. I mean, she's here, but not 'part of the gang' here. And hopefully not here under my feet in another time dimension." Dawn glanced at the floor.
"There's Willow, there's the looming humungo bad, and-"
"It's a school night." I added. "I should be pacing in my room, panicking about tomorrow."
"You'll be fine." Dawn spoke with certainty. "You'll be a great counselor."
"It's my first week actually talking to the kids, though. What-What if their problems are weird and tricky?" I questioned.
"I think you underestimate your familiarity with the world of weird and tricky." Xander glanced at my tail for emphasis. "This job is perfect for you."
"Yeah, spread your wisdom like Giles. In a way, you're kind of following in his footsteps." Buffy waved her hand.
"....I'm not gonna find myself knocked out a bunch of times, am I? Cause that seems to happen to Pops a lot when he's here."
"You do have faster reflexes than him, so I'd venture at a no." Buffy turned to the open coffin with the dead, elderly woman. "Taking my sister on an educational outing to the-" She sighed.
"Dead body." Dawn finished.
"I don't know. Amateur opinion here, but she looks dead." Xander popped off. "I mean like natural causes dead."
"False sense of security!" I whispered, receiving a look from the man.
"The paper said she had unusual cuts and contusions on her neck." Buffy shone her flashlight on the corpse.
"Maybe she cut herself shaving and died naturally from embarrassment." Xander smirked before Buffy handed him the flashlight.
"She looks....peaceful." Dawn smiled.
"I am not peacefu-"
"Nope!" I slammed the stake in my hand down as the fur on my tail had fuzzed out from her suddenly opening her eyes and vamping out. I hadn't been expecting it, so it was just a natural reflex to stab, and she turned to dust.
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Unknown Factors (Book One)
Fanfiction[18+; Use an age indicator in YOUR BIO to confirm you're 18+ if you want to follow/comment or you'll be blocked for safety purposes] Despite Giles's efforts to let his adoptive daughter have a happy life, he couldn't quite stop the Watchers Council...
