Watch it as the starts disappear to nothing [The day the world is over]

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[RP for stillacrime]After this by a couple of hours or so.

Buffy waited until she was certain Danny was asleep and slipped out of bed. Normally, if he'd had a bad day, she would have sluffed off the slaying and stayed home with him. She couldn't tonight and she knew it. She'd upset a whole nest, a little gang by killing their leader and they were going to be out tonight causing mayhem and trying to establish who the new leader was going to be. In her experience that often including racking up individual body counts. She really didn't want that so she tossed on a pair of jeans, a tank top and grabbed her favorite vamp slaying, wooden heeled Jimmy Choos off the dresser. She snuck into the living room, picked up her bag with the stakes in it and slid out the door without a sound. She slipped her heels on and took the stairs down. Once outside she paused and took a deep breath. She waited a few seconds, listening and absorbing and getting in touch with her slayer side. She took a couple of stakes out of her bag, stashed it in an alcove behind a trash can and put one stake at the small of her back in her waistband. The other one got tucked into her waistband at her left hip. When she started down the sidewalk again she was in predator mode. She was heading back to the area she'd killed the female vamp the night before. She'd discovered that vampires were territorial in New York City and they tended to stick to an area or a neighborhood.

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Buffy bit her bottom lip to contain the grin that tugged at the corners of her mouth. She knew it was inappropriate and crazy right now but she wanted to hug him and tell him how fucking cute he was. She was a little surprised at how well he was handling this. He was thinking it though, analyzing what he knew, what he'd seen and putting it all together into something that made sense to him. She bent down to pick up the stake she'd dropped. Just in case.

"If you've got questions or if I can help with this whole process, let me know. Otherwise, I'm just letting you work it out in your head," she told him fairly quietly.

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He continued to pace for a few minutes, mumbling to himself before finally turning to Buffy. "Look, I'm tryin' here. But I feel like a wackjob. Saw the guy turn to dust. Saw it with my own eyes and I still don't got a clue."

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"Maybe I can help?" Buffy said quietly as she watched him pace. "I mean...I know some of the science behind it. Sort of. You're not a wackjob, Danny. It's real. A vampire is a dead body, possessed, animated and kept alive by a demon...of sorts. A wooden stake through the heart kills the demon. The body turns to dust because all the decomposition catches up to it at once...like a mummy first exposed to air. It turns to dust if they're not careful. Same concept? Maybe."

She started pacing with him, pulling her hair back with both hands as she did. "The problem is it's not all science. Some of it is unexplainable with science. You have to take it on faith and what you see."

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"Woah. Woah.... Zombies?" Danny asked, stopping in his pacing to look wide-eyed to Buffy.