A new social worker had been sent to check on Dawn. Everyone liked her.

"Buffy, we all like her."

Buffy did not.

"I think there's something suspicious about her."

Willow shrugged it off.

"Everything lately has you jumpy. Me. The geek-kings."

Xander couldn't see it.

"Its just bureaucracy. Once they involve themselves, its hard to un-involve them. You haven't done anything, so that's why you resent
her."

And each present in their own way, gave forth with a similar opinion.

"Jumping at shadows."

"Totally nice."

"Your problem--not hers."

Buffy nodded, smiled, and pulled out a document. She then read it aloud.

"We, the undersigned, as a result of the Ted and Demonic College Roommate incidents, agree to listen to Buffy and not disagree with her  and to not act contemptuously the next time someone gives her the creeps."

Passing it around, each gulped in turn as they remembered putting pen to paper.

"I'll start the net-search."

"I'll ask around her other cases."

"I'll see if she reminds me of anyone I've met."

As Dawn bitterly made the first of a series of investigative phone calls, she softly snarled.

"Its not fair. I wasn't even in existence when I signed that!"