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She found her kitten outside his house, staring at the stars. A frown slipped on her face as her madness faded for a moment, leaving a concerned grandmother in its place.
"The stars are pretty tonight, aren't they kitten?" She asked, startling the boy.
Xander's dark eyes, so much like her own, showed no fear as he pulled a stake from beneath his pillow.
"Drusilla?" He asked, warily.
"Yes?" She replied.
The stake was replaced. "Thought so."
Drusilla almost smiled at the action, but supressed it. Instead she sat down on the porch next to him. "What are you doing out here Alex?"
A guilty smile slipped onto his face, making her regret asking the question in the first place.
"Sleeping?" He asked.
Drusilla frowned. "I don't hear your uncle, or your parents for that matter. You should be inside, where it's safe."
His expression became bitter. "They're just taking a break."
Sure enough, a few seconds later raised voices were heard.
"Break's over." Xander quipped.
Drusilla shook her head in disbelief. "You're not staying out here again. You're old enough to have your own place, old enough to leave without their permission, and old enough to know better than to stay outside after sunset in a hellmouth of all places!"
Xander shrugged. "Like I have anywhere to go."
"Colorado has some lovely colleges. I'd pay, if you wanted to go there." Drusilla tried.
"What's so great about Colorado anyways?" Xander grumbled.
"The fact you have a perfectly good cousin there?" His grandmother grumbled. "Even if it is on your father's side, you'd be welcomed. And away from here."
"My friends are here!" Xander protested.
Drusilla looked around pointedly. "Some friends."
Xander returned to his stargazing, not saying anything. When he eventually fell asleep, Drusilla knew that if she was going to act, now was the time. She only hoped Xander would forgive her.