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    So I thought I'd see what I could do with 100 words. Set during season seven immediately following Lies My Parents Told Me.


    Buffy frowned, surprised to find him sleeping or at least surprised to find him sleeping so soundly. But then she supposed he was used to people trying to kill him. She considered the cross-shaped scorch marks on his back, a mutiny within her army.

    He opened his eyes and quickly pulled himself to attention. "What is it? What's wrong?"

    Ever the ready soldier, she thought, dangling the key in her hand for a second before dropping it into his. "For the basement door; you don't sleep unless it's locked."

    "Buffy?I can?"

    She was already walking away.

    "I protect my own."
    "All I ask is that... that you try to see me."