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Buffy called 911 on her cell while they ran away. There had been only vampires in the warehouse but she didn’t want the fire to spread.
After rounding another corner Buffy came to stop in front of something big and blue in her way. Spike stumbled into her.
“What’s that?”
“Police box, pet. Haven’t seen one in years. And never in the US.”
“Why is it here?”
“No savvy. Looks like we found our next case.”
“Noooo. We only finished the last one. Giles promised me at least two weeks of vacation.”
“Or we never saw it. Your call, luv.”