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This story is No. 5 in the series "Dawn Winchester verse". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Dawn Winchester verse. This is season seven done my way.

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Supernatural > Multiple PairingsdragonfanFR183489,82311219144,36711 Jun 065 Oct 06Yes

The first day of high school

Series: Dawn Winchester
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Supernatural, Law and Order: SVU, the movie Tremors or Stargate SG1
Summary: This is season seven of Buffy done my way.
Warnings: Spoilers for some parts of Buffy season seven, severely mangled timelines, swearing, some rather graphic violence, and infantile behavior
Pairings: Giles/Joyce, John/Buffy, Willow/Tara, Dean/Faith, Sam/OFC, Dawn/MiniJack possible




Quentin Travers handed over a file to the Harbringer. It had taken months for him to find one and then to arrange for a leave of absence so he could get the file on how to find the potential slayers to them. In his madness and his eagerness for his revenge against the current slayers he had given no thought for his own safety, something that normally he would have at least considered when dealing with demons. It was his last mistake. Other Harbringers surrounded him and carried him off.

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John Winchester was sound asleep in his bed and he was dreaming of a small girl, no more than five years old being chased by something in robes. He didn’t know how he knew it wasn’t human, but he was sure of it. From what he could see of the area around her and her outfit she was Chinese, rather than Chinese American. Another robed figure stepped out from around a building and the little girl ran straight into its arms. It lifted her up and as she screamed the first demon slit her throat. He sat straight up in bed, only his years of hiding the nightmares from his boys keeping him from shouting out. From what he could hear Sam wasn’t so lucky. He got out of bed and went to his son’s room, meeting Dean in the hallway. Dean opened the door first and John followed him in. Sam was sitting up in his bed, sweating heavily. “At least you didn’t run into the wall this time.” Dean said. John smacked him upside the head as Sam wasn’t able to do it yet.

“Did you dream about a little Chinese girl, Sam?” He asked sitting down beside Sam. Dean also climbed onto the bed although he sprawled out beside his brother.

“She was being chased by something wearing a robe, its eyes were scars. Other than that it looked like a bald human. Two of them caught her. One of them slit her throat.” Sam shuddered; he’d gotten a close up look at the knife as the demon had killed the girl. “I need to draw the knife. I had a close up look at it. There has to be a reason for that.” Dean reached over and grabbed the sketch pad and pencil set from the dresser next to Sam’s bed and handed them to his brother. John and Sam spent the rest of the night going over their dreams and having Sam sketch them out while Dean drifted off next to them on the bed.

“Are you sure we have to do this?” John asked Buffy the next morning. They were standing in front of the new high school which had finally been completed two days ago.

She gave him a hug and ignored the opening ceremony that was going on in front of them. “We don’t have any choice, Dawn has to have science credits to graduate and that means she has to take a few classes here. I don’t like it any more than you do. Our daughter is about to go to the same high school that tried to kill me for three years. We have no idea what’s going to come out of there this time. The only reason I haven’t locked her up or shipped her to another school is because Faith is going to be with her.” She hid her face in his shoulder and shuddered as memories from her time as a student at Sunnydale High ran through her mind. John held her and looked around the assembled students, parents and other locals. He wondered how many of them actually knew about the hellmouth that was located underneath the school. At least Wesley had gotten a job as the school librarian. The school had been rebuilt almost exactly as it had been before so the library was once more sitting right above the hellmouth.

With the ribbon cut, the students started streaming into the school. Buffy grabbed Dawn’s arm, “I know,” Dawn held up her hand to stop the lecture that was about to come out of Buffy’s mouth. “Stay away from hyena people, fishy-type athletes and invisible kids. I love you. Go away.”

Faith laughed at the expressions on John and Buffy’s faces. “Don’t worry about the Dawn Patrol guys, I got it covered.” She gave Buffy a serious look to let her know just how serious she was taking the duty and linked arms with Dawn. They marched into the school together.

As they were only taking two classes and neither of them started for two hours Faith and Dawn decided to check in with Wesley and then explore the new school. “I figure we’re probably going to have a lot of action here so we should get the lay of the land.” Faith said, her face wrinkling with disgust thinking of how much time she had spent at the school before she had lost her mind.

Dawn nodded and led the way to the lockers. It didn’t take long to find hers and Faith’s was just five lockers down. “Hey Dawn! I thought you were being home schooled?” Kit asked. She was also a new freshman and had the locker right next to Dawn.

“I am, but I need to take some science classes here. My family has everything else covered, even the PE requirements but you have to have lab time for the science courses. So, here I am at good ole Sunnyhell high. Oh, this is Faith.” She introduced her friend to the dark slayer. “Her guardian is the new librarian and she’s being home schooled with me. Faith, this is Kit.” Just as the girls finished introducing themselves to each other the first bell rang and Kit had to leave for her first class.

Dawn stowed her notebook in her locker and set up the shelving system she and Buffy had decided to buy when Xander had told them all of the lockers were full length rather than the usual double stacked half length. Both she and Faith dawdled over the task until the hall had cleared and then they unloaded their spare arsenal into their lockers. It was only one of the places they had decided to keep a stash of stakes, holy water and in Dawn’s case two boxes of rock salt. They were not going to be caught unprepared if they could help it.

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“Miss Summers?” the new principal stopped Buffy and John on their way off the school grounds. “May I have a word with you?”

“Yes?” Buffy asked warily. She didn’t want to destroy Dawn’s hopefully short high school career by getting the principal on her back the first day, but she was uneasy with the fact that the principal had stopped her of all people from leaving the school.

“I would prefer to speak to you alone if you don’t mind.” He said, eyeing John a little nervously.

“I don’t have any secrets from my fiancée. If you want to talk to me, you’ll have to do it in front of him.” Buffy’s voice was firm.

The principal shot John a dirty look that clearly said ‘you dirty old man you!’ but led them both to his office. “Miss Summers, I was told to look out for you today by the school board. It seems that due to your extra curricular activities while you were a student here your graduating class had the lowest mortality rate in the history of the town.” Buffy was shocked. The only ones who had ever acknowledged her contributions to that statistic before were her classmates at the prom. “I was told to ask you if there was any way we could get you to take a type of security position here at the school.”

“Mr. Brown, are you aware of exactly why this school has always had such a high mortality rate?” She tried to ask delicately.

Mr. Brown noticed that the older man seated next to Buffy Summers didn’t so much as twitch at her remark. He must be aware of the situation. “Yes, I’m aware that the school sits on top of a hellmouth and that the reason for the school’s placement here was because the former mayor wanted to become a powerful demon.” He said bluntly. “The only reason the new school was built here was because there wasn’t enough money to buy a new piece of land and build a new school too. No one wanted to buy this property for some reason. Personally I don’t blame anybody for not wanting it, but it left the school board stuck without the funds it needed.”

Buffy nodded all business now. She still hadn’t forgiven him for his reaction to John. “You already have a slayer as a student here Mr. Brown. My sister slayer Faith can and will do her best to take care of the students. If the school board wants to offer her a job, be my guest. I’ve already told my step-daughter that I wouldn’t be coming to the school unless someone was trying something stupid like opening the hellmouth and it was official business. As Faith is here, a regular patrol during school hours would be going back on my promise to her.” She stood up and shook his hand. “Good day, Mr. Brown.” John silently followed her out of the school.

When they were safely back in his truck, John asked with looking at her. “I’m your fiancé?”

“Maybe,” she smiled. John smiled back, it was the best news he’d heard all day.

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Mr. Brown dove into the school records the moment Buffy Summers had left his office. He thanked God there was only one student named Faith. She was the ward of the new librarian and was one of two part time students who were mostly home schooled. He stopped for a moment and recalled the stories he’d been told about Buffy Summers and her relationship with the previous librarian, Mr. Rupert Giles. He hoped that it was a similar arrangement. He needed all the help he could get to keep the students alive. He caught up with Faith and Dawn in the library where they were talking to Wesley. Or rather, Dawn was talking; Faith was giving Wesley a bad time about dressing back up in the dreaded suits that he had worn as a Council lackey.

When the principal came in to talk to Faith he made it clear that he didn’t want witnesses, so Dawn told Faith she was going to the bathroom and to come and get her when the coast was clear. She didn’t know what the principal wanted with Faith, but she was betting it wouldn’t be good. Why couldn’t Faith get a break? she grumbled to herself as she walked down the hall. Once inside the bathroom she checked her make up in the mirror only to see a ghostly figure in the mirror. She whirled around only to see nothing. She checked the mirror again. The figure wasn’t there, but Dawn wasn’t fooled into thinking she hadn’t seen it. She knew better than to believe that. “I can’t believe it’s starting already.” She muttered to herself. She turned from the mirror to check out the stalls only to find her friend Kit huddled in the corner behind the sinks. “Kit, are you ok?”

Kit looked up and grabbed Dawn in a bear hug. “There’s something in here with us. It’s like at the party; only the dead chick’s a lot older. Please tell me you have some of that rock salt stuff!” Before Dawn could answer the floor beneath them broke and they fell into the basement.

“Ok, this is not cool.” Dawn said as she picked herself up off the ground. She knew that the floors in the school were not substandard and wouldn’t simply collapse on their own. She helped Kit up and pulled out her cell phone. “Don’t worry, this time I’m calling my dad. He’ll know what to do.”

“Dawn! Look out behind you!” Kit screamed.

Dawn turned and got hit in the face by what looked like a zombie. Crap, she thought as she hit the ground again. I’m going to lose that bet with Xander. Couldn’t they have started after lunch? Quickly she scrambled up and pulled Kit down one narrow corridor and around another corner. Thankfully, she hadn’t dropped her cell and she called Faith immediately. There was no way she was going to call Buffy. Unless it was an apocalypse she wasn’t calling her mother to come to school on the first day. And it was far too soon in the school year for an apocalypse. “Yeah, we’re in the basement. Do you think you can find us and help us out? It looked to me like a zombie, but I’m not sure. Thanks.” She closed her cell and said to Kit, “Help’s on the way. Now let’s see if we can find a door.”

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Mr. Brown and Wesley were quietly arguing about whether or not the school would be allowed to hire Faith when she got the call from Dawn. “Hey, you two! Argue about it later. It looks like we may have zombies in the basement and there is a hole in the girls’ bathroom floor.” She turned to Wesley. “How do I take out zombies?”

“Fire, dismemberment,” Wesley said shortly. He walked over to his office and pulled a crossbow and a quiver of fire bolts out of a chest he hadn’t had time to unpack. He handed them to her along with a pair of lighters. “Zombies must be created and then usually they are either mindless slaves or free thinking servant. If the person who created them wanted mindless slaves, fire is the best way to deal with them.” Wesley also handed her a machete. “If they are free thinking servants, dismemberment is the only recourse you have. The age of the corpse and the spell are the determining factors. You will be able to tell the difference by whether or not they can talk.” Faith nodded and ran for the girls’ bathroom.

Wesley turned to Mr. Brown. “Are you sure you want to hire Faith?”

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As Dawn and Kit were walking down yet another corridor, Kit burst out in frustration, “I swear the damned walls are moving! We already went this way!”

“You’re right about that one.” A voice said from just behind them. The girls whirled around to find two lanky teenaged boys. One had sandy blond hair and the other had jet black hair. The blond looked to be about sixteen and the brunet was about fifteen. “I’m Jack and this is Carlos. We’ve been stuck down here for about two hours now.”

“How’d you get stuck down here?” Dawn asked.

“There’s this guy, Steve. Well he’s a senior and I guess I pissed him off or something?” Carlos shrugged.

Jack muttered something about geeks and rocks. “I though he was going to get clobbered when he tugged at the guy’s necklace, so I tried to shove him out of the way of the punch. Next thing I know, we’re down here.”

Dawn nodded and pulled out her cell phone, this was something she would have to call in.
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