Annabelle returns to the spot from where she crawled out of the ground.

Next to her former grave, there is a still covered undisturbed grave.  She is the only dead Slayer in training up and about.

"So she's lost it.  Just plain lost it."  Daniel stated while continuing to snack away.  "Anyways, just grab a blanket and hunch over.  We can't park an entire bus in shade in front of a residential area.  It's a freaking bus.  You would need a hell of an overcast"

"I'll be happy if you can just get the back of it in the shade. Then I can hand stuff to you, and then you put it in the sunny parts of the buss."

That should work...

Annabelle stares at her open grave and the still covered one for several minutes.  "I am the only one who came back from the dead.  My watcher always said there are no guarantees or warranties where magic is concerned."

She stares some more, running all this through her head, then finally;"Right then.  Not looking this gift horse in the mouth."

She heads back in the direction of the Summers house, now far more composed.

Daniel manages to get the bus close to the porch, and with the back door open, the guys manage to get everything that has been packed onto the bus in a few minutes.

Everyone sees Annabelle walking back down the street in the direction of the Summers house, looking considerably more calm than she was earlier.

Glancing around to see that Daniel and Michael had everything else in hand, Graham looks at their 'supervisor.'"Let me go check on our friend upstairs.  Merry, do you mind seeing how Annabelle is?" Graham asked with a nod in the direction of the returning Slayer-in-training.  "We need to get out of here sooner rather than later."

Heading upstairs, Graham calls out, "Jennifer? You ready to leave?"

"I'm assuming now's not the time to hum the theme to the magic school bus?"  Daniel copped out as Anabelle came back into view.  His attention strayed back onto the literature they were hauling.  He was as well read as the next guy, but didn't think they were exactly the crowd to be doing heavy reading in the future.

"I'd have to eviscerate you if you did.  I vastly preferred 'reading rainbow' when it was available overseas."  Merry smirked at Daniel, then walked outside as Annabelle walked back towards the house.  "Are we quite done acting unhinged dear?  If so, we'd best get a move on.  Sundown waits for no woman, no matter which shaman I bribe!"

"I have decided not to go insane."  she said to Merry as she approached.

"The other grave is still undisturbed.  Apparently I was the only dead Slayer in training brought back to life.  You know what they say about looking the gift horse in the mouth.  Did I ever tell you about my Great Aunt Agatha?  She got a pony for her sixteenth birthday.  When she decided to examine the pony's teeth, he bit her.  Since then my family has taken that expression very seriously.

Meanwhile inside the Summers house;

Jennifer does not respond to Graham's call.  No noise at all coming from upstairs.

Reaching the landing at the top of the stairs, Graham calls out again, "Jennifer, everything okay?" Hearing no answer he moves towards the hall bath room, saying, "Jennifer, we need to leave. The bus is loaded and sundown is approaching.  You alright?" he asks while knocking lightly on the bathroom door.

Graham opens the bathroom door to find no one inside.  He looks for her in Buffy's bedroom and finds a breeze coming from the now open window.  On the window ledge he finds a sneaker foot print.

The new Slayer has bailed on them.

Annabelle continues her path back to the Summers yard and into the house to find Daniel and Mike.  "Well now, are we heading straight out of here, or are we going to stop off at the school and torch it with the Turok-Hans inside?  It should not be difficult to procure supplies, we just need ample amounts of petrol and a good stick match."
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"If we're going to torch the school, we should do some prepwork. If we torch the school during the day, we'll want to seal off the school's entrances to the underground. If they can't get underground...they'll either die in the fire, or die in the sun. It really doesn't matter which. If it takes till tomorrow to light it up, that's fine."

Best to do this right, after all.

In reply to Director (msg # 48):

Seeing the open window, Graham bashes his fist into the window still with a snarled, "Damn it!". He pokes his head the window to see if he can spot the on the run Slayer.

22:40, Today: Graham Miller rolled 16 using 1d10+6. Looking for Jennifer.
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Upstairs:

Graham manages to spot Jennifer running down the street very quickly, she's putting her newly acquired Slayer speed to good use.  He sees her for about three seconds before she's out of his range of sight, no way to catch her now.

Annabelle bites her tongue, she want no part of being face to face with a Turok-Han, but isn't about to say it out loud after less than perfect reaction to seeing one earlier.

"I thought the idea was for us to get out of here before sundown. If we're going to torch the school, we need to do it quickly and leave. If we wait until tomorrow, they won't be in the school, they will be everywhere. When the sun sets, they will have the run of the neighborhood.  Turok-Hans are not like other vampires, they are not bound by the invitation rule, when the sun comes up tomorrow, they can hide from it anywhere they please.she finished looking in direction of the stairs, waiting for Graham to come back with the "new slayer."

"I see. Then I need my blanket back, and I need to get underground so I can block the exits. You guys'll have to light it up without me."

Because HE Can't be in the sun either.

Slapping the window in frustration Graham rushes back downstairs. "Looks like Jennifer is more of a Runner than a Slayer. She went out the window and down the street.  We probably need to find her and make sure she is ok."

Annabelle goes pale after hearing Graham's news.  Anyone expecting her to make a snide remark at the new Slayer's departure will be surprised.  "Good lord!  She's probably walking into a trap!  Which way did she go?!"

Annabelle rushes to the front door, waiting for Graham to tell what direction the girl ran. She glances at Mike for a second, then back and forth to everyone else.
"Does anyone here have a super sense of smell who is not in danger of bursting into flame?!"

"Pretty sure you're out of luck on that one. She'll have to live...or die...by her own choice at this point."

Probably die, considering.

"She was headed that direction," Graham says, pointing after the Slayer.  "I think someone needs to at least trail her.  Just to make sure she does not get into trouble.  As the Slayer, or is it a Slayer, well however you conjugate it, we probably need her help with the school."

Looking around at the others, he continues, "I will go after her if someone wants to come with me. Here," Graham pulls out a small notepad and pen from one of his pockets, quickly jotting down a number and address. He tears the paper out of the notebook and holds it out to Daniel. "Here go to that address and we will meet up with you there.  That's my cell phone number in case of trouble."

Turning to Annabelle, "You want to go after our Stray-er?"

"Bloody hell.  You should've listened to me, tied her up and let one of the other boys swing her about as a bloody club...useless Chosen One...if that's what gets Chosen these days, count me out!"  Merry fumed at the news and glared balefully through the wall, possibly trying to will their runaway Slayer dead herself before someone else got the pleasure.  "So long as we stay where it's sunny, I hardly think we need her to help us light a building on fire.  My uncle Algernon did 40 years for exactly that without a single supernatural ability!"

Annabelle does not hear Graham, because when he looks up at her he sees an empty space, followed by an open front door, and the sight of Annabelle already down the front pathway and turning down the street in the direction he pointed.

"Jennifer!!  Come back here now!  You're walking into a trap!!"" she shouts, running as fast as she can, trying to catch up with the new Slayer, hoping Jennifer will hear her and come back.

Annabelle catches up to Jennifer a few moments later when she sees Jennifer lying out in the middle of the street where the sun is still shining down.

As she slows down and gets closer, she sees two all too familiar puncture wounds on her neck.  A check of her life signs indicate the new Slayer is dead.

Killed by a vampire under the rays of the sun.

To Be Continued.