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Letting her invisible fingers mess with files hadn’t helped. Her heart dropped when another officer turned away from her house with an unsatisfied look on his face.

She lost her little sister. But in the end, Dawn wasn’t stolen away from her as the virgin queen of a demon, or by the shadowy promise of death that lingered about a Slayer’s life, but by Social Services.

Dawn cried when they took her but she couldn’t look Buffy in the eye on her way out.

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Author’s Note:

I’m out of ideas concerning this fiction for now. Got any to offer? Lemme know. :)





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