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She sighed. "No, I get that, Sam. I do. If I hadn't been me-sat by a vampire and another demon of unspecified lineage, I'd probably feel the same way you do."

Sam smiled gently as he held Dawn a little closer. "Have I mentioned that I think Buffy is crazy for not, you know, sticking to human sitters?"

She took a deep breath and released it. "I had a Hell God trying to kill me, Sam. Human sitters couldn't protect me as well as they could."

"I guess," Sam said solemnly. "And I can understand why you can see the potential for demons to be good. I thought I could too, by giving Bel the benefit of the doubt. But now I'm not so sure."

"Are...are you going to take him on?" Dawn asked, looking anywhere but at Sam's face. "Because I know you and Dean are experienced, but this might be more than you're ready for. I don't want you to get hurt. Or worse."

"If we have to take him on, then we will. But I don't think we'll do it alone," Sam said. "Dad will help, I'm sure, and maybe Wyatt and Chris, since this whole thing affects their family. No matter what, I'll be fine."

Dawn wished she was as confident as Sam was about this. "Do you really think we're going to have to kill him?" She asked, not even realizing she'd included herself.

Sam wasn't sure if he liked hearing her include herself, if only because he was nervous at the idea of Dawn being around if trouble happened. "You know me - killing is absolutely the last resort as far as I'm concerned."

Which wasn't a no. "Do we have other ideas? I assume you've pulled all the good books already?"

"I haven't pulled all of them, but I've gotten a good start," he said, gesturing to a stack of books on one of the tables. "I don't have a good alternate idea yet."

"Anything on bindings?" Dawn asked, grabbing a piece of paper and pencil from off the desk and making some notes. "And I'll see if there's anything on exorcising demons from, er, demons while I'm over there."

"I think there are some books on bindings. If there aren't, I can go grab them," Sam offered, watching Dawn for a few moments before smiling softly. "I really enjoy watching you get into Serious Research Girl mode."

Dawn looked up from her notes. "Huh? I mean...huh?" She blinked. "Serious Research Girl mode should probably have glasses, but I figure those come later. Also, why?" She twisted her hair up into a bun and secured it with the pencil she'd been writing with.

"Uh, because it's hot?" Sam replied. "Smart girls are hot. Smart girls who like researching to try to help their friends are even hotter."

"I'd kiss you for that, but then I'd get all distracted and forget what I was thinking about and researching for, and that would be bad." She gave a very put-upon sigh. Having good priorities sucked. "Research now. Kissing later?"

"I'm making a mental note as we speak," Sam replied, starting to search through his own stack of books.

Dawn headed back into the stacks with her list, but didn't stop talking. "Anything else you think I need to get? Do we have protective sigils covered for the room?"

"Yeah, I've got a whole list of things to put up," Sam replied. "I'm definitely not taking a risk on something coming in while we're asleep, and I haven't trained Scout to be a guard dog yet."

"He's getting much better about the paper, though," Dawn called back as she finally found the demonology section. "But no, if I'm going to die in bed, that's so not how I want it to happen."

"So, how do you want it to happen?" Sam replied.

"If I have a choice? Asleep, when I'm ninety-six. Or a hundred." She grabbed three books off the shelf.

Sam laughed. "I like the sound of that. That would definitely be a good way to go." He wasn't going to add that he doubted he'd make it that long.

"Good," Dawn decided, grabbing another three books and making her way back to the desk, where she dropped them with a loud thump. "So, that's the plan, then. Let's go with that. Dying in our sleep at very old ages."

"And anyone who tries to prevent us from completing this plan will be dealt with accordingly," Sam added, with a smirk.

"Even if it's us?" Because hey, she'd met them.

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