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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6437041/1/London, March 1994
"Children, what the bloody hell do I know about children?" Giles stared with dismay at the piece of paper in his hand. "Least of all girls!" Giles shook his head. The Council had ordered him to move to Boston, adopt a foster-child they had identified as a Potential, and move her to the suspected Hellmouth. Apparently the paperwork was all in order, the Council was very efficient in that respect.
Giles shook his head and sighed. Placing the printed orders on the desk in his office, he sat down and began making a list of what he needed. He might not want to go, but what the Council wanted, the Council got.
But being assigned an assistant? And that twit, Wesley Whyndhm-Pryce?
Oh happy sodding day!
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