Buffy sat in the study staring out the window at the bright sunlight. Her bags were upstairs in her room and she was contemplating where to go next. Damon strolled in and sat down next to her.
"Yes, Damon?" Buffy asked, looking over at him.
"Are you reconsidering my offer?" Damon asked.
"To come with me."
"Nope. I am going to be Damon free on my travels."
"But not Stefan free."
"Yes. I'm more fun."
"I'm sure you are a riot. But you killed my friend, Damon. Why would I want to hang out with you?"
"Good morning, Damon." Stefan said, walking in and handing Buffy a cup of coffee. "So, any ideas where you'll go?"
"I don't know. London, maybe. See some friends."
"You don't have any friends, Damon."
"You're right Stefan. I only have you. So, where are we going?"
"We are not going anywhere. I'm gonna live my life as far away from you as possible."
"But we're a team! We could travel the world together. We can try 'The Amazing Race'."
"Mmm that's funny. Seriously, where are you going because we are not staying in this town." Before Damon could answer, someone rang at the door. All three of them looked at the door and then at each other. "I'll get it." Stefan walked over and opened the door.
"I'm here to see Damon." It was the sheriff.
"Ah sure…. Ok."
"Sheriff, what a surprise!" Damon said, walking up behind Stefan.
"Sorry to bother you but we need to talk."
The sheriff walked inside and Damon shut the door behind her. She turned and saw Buffy standing in the living room. "Oh. I didn't know you had guests."
"Buffy's a very dear friend of mine." Damon said, winking at Buffy. "She just got in not too long ago from…. Brazil, wasn't it honey?" He slipped an arm around Buffy's shoulders.
Buffy smiled, but Stefan could tell it was more of a grimace. "Yes." Buffy said. "Rio."
"Wow." The Sheriff said.
"Shall we take a walk?" Damon asked, kissing Buffy's cheek. "I'll be back and we can finish our discussion." He led the sheriff out into the garden.
Stefan smiled apologetically at Buffy. "I'm sorry."
"Shh…." Buffy waved her hand and listened to the conversation outside.
"I hope you understand the secrecy." Damon was saying. "Stefan doesn't know about this yet and I'd like to keep it that way."
"Of course." The sheriff said. "Kids are too young to be brought into this. And your friend…. Buffy?"
"She knows about this stuff, but she's very protective of Stefan. I don't want her to worry. So, what do you need?"
"There's been another attack. A female victim, throat torn out, completely drained of blood. It's the same pattern."
"I'm sorry I don't understand. I thought we solved that problem when…. I staked the blond one."
"I think that she must have turned someone…. Or multiple someones. I don't know. The story for the town is another animal attack but I'm not sure how long we can keep lying to them. The council is in an uproar. We thought we were past this."
"And so, what do we do?"
"You're the only one who has never taken on a vampire. We were hoping you could tell us."
Buffy looked at Stefan. "Did you hear that?"
"Yeah." Stefan said. "I guess we're not leaving just yet."
"I feel like this is my fault."
"These kinds of things tend to follow me. I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault."
Damon led the sheriff back through the house and to the front door. "Thank you for stopping by."
"Let me know what you come up with."
"Absolutely." Damon shut the door behind the sheriff and Stefan was up in a flash to slam Damon against the wall.
"What is wrong with you? You killed somebody?"
Damon shoved him off. "Get off of me! A…. Don't touch me. B…. If I had, I would not be so obvious about it. And C…. There's another vampire in town."
"Who could it be?"
"What do we care? We're leaving anyway, right?"
"Nope." Buffy said. "I definitely can't leave now."
Damon pointed at her. "You're retired."
"Doesn't matter. I can't ignore my calling when there's a vampire out there murdering innocent people."
"How are we supposed to find this person?" Stefan asked her.
Damon slid his arm around Buffy's shoulders again. "Let the adults handle this Stefan."
Buffy shoved his arm off. "No. Let the Slayer handle this. You go away."
A few hours later, Buffy stood outside of a warehouse. She had told Stefan to go make sure Elena was ok and then she had headed out to follow the clues and her gut. They had all led to this place. It had to be the new vampire's hideout. She could also smell the scent of rotting flesh. "Yum. A hoarder." She walked up to the door, but found that the handle was already broken. Gun shots sounded and she ripped the door open, rushing inside.
"Ow…." A familiar voice groaned.
Buffy rounded the corner to find Damon bleeding on the ground. "Damon!"
"Good. Come help me get these bullets out."
"What are you doing here?""The same thing you are. Finding the vampire."
"Well, I found one, but not the right one. He shot you?"
"With wooden bullets." Damon threw one he had just pulled out of him.
"How did you know it was a he?"
"Girl vamps don't usually hoard their food. It smells too much." Buffy helped him to his feet. "Are you ok?"
"Which way did he go?"
"I don't know. I was a little busy being shot."
"Did you recognize him?"
"Yes. I killed him."
"You made him a vampire?"
"Not me. Not on purpose, anyway. He had vampire blood in his system before I killed him and I didn't do it."
"Who is it?"
"This guy named Logan Fell. He was a news guy on the TV."
"Great. A new vampire and a famous face? This is gonna work out." Damon pulled out his cell phone. "What are you doing?"
"Calling Stefan. Hey."
"Damon." Stefan said on the other line.
"Logan Fell is a vampire and when I find him again, I'm gonna destroy him limb by limb."
"What happened? Are you ok?"
"No, I'm not ok! I was ambushed. I was shot. Now, I'm vengeful. Just got to find him."
"There's no need. He's here at the school."
"You're kidding me? Why the hell is he there?"
"He's working the crowd."
"Well, we'll be right there."
"Buffy found me."
"Yeah." Damon hung up the phone. "He's at the…."
"School. Yeah. Got that." Buffy said.
"You know, you make it easy to forget you're a super Slayer."
They met up with Stefan at the school just as he was leaving to go after Logan. He had taken Caroline in his car. The three moved faster than they human eye could track and they caught up to the car in no time. It was stopped at a stop sign. Buffy punched through the glass of the side window and pulled Logan out of the car, snapping the seat belt. She threw him to the ground and Damon shot him four times.
"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?" Damon smirked.
"Get her out of here." Buffy said to Stefan.
"Logan, what happened?" The sheriff was on the cell phone that had been left in the car.
Damon grabbed it. "Sheriff, yeah, it's Damon."
"She's ok. I'm on Elm Street."
Logan tried to get up, but Buffy put him down again with a swift kick to the head. "What are you?" He groaned.
"Your worst nightmare." Buffy said. She heard Damon behind her getting into the back of the SUV. "What are you doing?"
Damon grabbed a tire iron. "I'm gonna try this one more time. Who turned you?"
"I told you I don't know."
"You're questioning him?" Buffy asked.
"To find out who turned him. It wasn't my blood and it wasn't Stefan's." Damon answered.
"Good point. Go on."
"This tire iron here can take your head clean off. So, is that your final answer?"
"How can you be on the same side as them?"
"I'm not on the side of anyone. You pissed me off. I want you dead. Who turned you?"
"I don't know!"
"Oh well, you're screwed!" Damon reared back."Wait! I do know!"
"You think you're the only one who wants to get in that tomb underneath the old church?"
"Damon…." Buffy warned."If you lie me, I'll end you." Damon threatened.
"I'm not lying." Logan swore as the sound of the approaching police vehicle got closer. "There is another way to break the spell. We can help you. Meet me at the old church."
"Damon!" Buffy moved towards him, but he swung the tire iron at her head, knocking her down. She wasn't out, but she wouldn't be getting back up just yet.
"Take me down. Make it look real. Make it look real!" Damon swung, missing purposely and Logan shoved him back against the SUV before running off.
Just then, the sheriff arrived. "Where is she?"
"She's ok." Damon said. "My brother took her home. I'm sorry, sheriff. I wasn't stronger. He got Buffy and I was worried about her and…."
"Is she ok?" The sheriff knelt down next to a groggy Buffy.
"She'll be ok. She's stronger than she looks." Damon held Buffy in his arms as he sat on the ground. "Go to your daughter, Liz."
"Thank you." Liz walked off and Damon shushed Buffy before she could call out to her.
"God, what is wrong with you?" Buffy tried to get up as the sheriff was leaving, but she stumbled.
Damon caught her. "I'm sorry."
"You're not forgiven."
"I know you want her back, Damon. I do, but stop hurting other people to get it. Logan's going to kill again because you let him leave."
"What do I care? If he knows how to get her back…. I'll find out and then I'll kill him. Are you coming with me?"
Buffy sighed. "Only because I don't know this town and I think you gave me a concussion."
"I'm sorry." He touched her forehead gently where the wound was already healing. "Really."
"Let's just go find out what this Logan guy has to say." Damon noticed that she didn't slap his hand away.
Damon led the way through the woods, holding Buffy's arm to make sure she didn't fall. She didn't pull away and she was blaming it on the concussion. Damon's cell phone rang suddenly. "Hello." He answered.
"I just wanted to say thank you. I don't know how you did it." The sheriff said on the other line.
"Um…. not following."
"We found Logan's body up by the old Fell warehouse. It's been disposed of. He was hoarding victims. Innocent victims."
"This town owes you so much. So do I." Liz hung up.
"What?" Buffy asked.
"Somebody killed Logan."
"I…. I don't know."
"Let's just go." Damon let go of her arm and headed off. Buffy really had no choice but to follow him.