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               INT. COMMAND CENTRAL - LATER

               CU on Frank's watch. The time is now 10:00 p.m.

               Frank looks to his team. Lon is at one computer terminal, Vi
               at another with Tamsin beside her looking through an old
               book.

               Frank looks to Mike who is standing at the orb. Mike takes
               his hands off of it and approaches Frank. He stretches his
               neck.

                                   FRANK
                         Any luck?

                                   MIKE
                             (shaking head)
                         Not much. Every time I tried to get
                         the location out of her, she'd
                         rattle off something about not
                         interfering with fate. I didn't
                         want to argue with her.
                             (timidly)
                          She's kind of scary.
                             (beat)
                         Like "Tyler's grandma after a few
                         Rum and Cokes" scary. 

               In unison, Frank and Mike shudder.

                                   MIKE (CONT'D)
                         She did let one thing slip though.
                         If I get near the box, I'll be able
                         to sense it.

               Frank nods. Lon turns from the computer screen. 

                                   LON
                         Based on their past nesting habits,
                         I've narrowed down their probable
                         location to three possibilities.

                                   VI
                             (apprehensively)
                         Hey guys, I think we'd better
                         hurry.

               Mike, Frank, and Lon turn to face Vi and Tamsin who have
               anxious expressions on their faces. 

                                   TAMSIN
                         Based on these ingredients, they're
                         either planning a tasty pasta
                         dish... or a resurrection spell.

                                   FRANK
                             (in a commanding tone)
                         Let's go!

               The team rush to the exit as we:

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               INT. ABANDONED HOUSE - NIGHT

               The large room is brightly lit with dozens of candles. Silas
               is at the table combining the ingredients from the bags into
               a large bowl. Hester paces back and forth behind him.

                                   HESTER
                         How much longer?!

                                   SILAS
                         About an hour.

                                   HESTER
                         You have everything?

                                   SILAS
                         Hester! Relax! The potion is almost
                         ready. And most importantly we have
                         the resurrection spell.

               Silas turns to her holding up an ancient-looking piece of
               parchment adorned with the same ancient writing as the box
               and the cave walls.

                                   HESTER
                         You can read that?

               Silas gives Hester a smug look.

                                   SILAS
                         Of course I can. Just because you
                         never took the time to learn
                         ancient languages doesn't mean
                         others were so lazy.

               Hester slaps him on the cheek. Before she can retract her
               hand, Silas grabs her wrist and pulls her close. They stare
               almost menacingly at each other for a second and then kiss
               passionately. After a few seconds, they slowly part.

                                   SILAS (CONT'D)
                         Go prepare the master's meal while
                         I finish the potion. I imagine
                         he'll be quite hungry after such a
                         long rest.

               Hester smiles seductively at Silas. PAN right to follow her
               as she crosses the room. On the couch sits a HUMAN. It is
               tied up with a hood covering its head.

               She pulls the hood off of the human to reveal that it is
               TOMMY WALKER, the homeless teen-aged boy from the previous
               episode. He has duct tape over his mouth and his eyes are
               wide with terror.

               Hester bends down to the boy, her face to his. She VAMPS. He
               tries to scream. Hester grabs his head in her hands and pulls
               it close to hers. She slowly licks up the side of his face. 

               Suddenly, she RIPS open his shirt. He jumps in shock as we:

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               EXT. HEAVEN'S GATE STREET - NIGHT

               Frank's SUV races down the street. It rounds a corner, and
               heads toward a large abandoned house. Pulling in front of it,
               the SUV slams on its breaks.

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               INT. FRANK'S SUV - CONTINUOUS

               Frank is in the driver's seat, Mike in the passenger's. Vi,
               Tamsin, and Lon sit in the back. Frank turns to Mike.

                                   FRANK
                             (to Mike)
                         Anything?

               Mike closes his eyes for a second, a strained look on his
               face. He opens his eyes.

                                   MIKE
                         No. No. It's not here.

               Aggravated, Frank HITS his fist against the steering wheel.

                                   FRANK
                         Damn it!

                                   LON
                         The last house is on Baker Street.
                         Number 87.

               As Frank looks down at the SUV's clock, his brow furrows. It
               reads 11:30 p.m.

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               EXT. HEAVEN'S GATE STREET - CONTINUOUS

               The tires on Frank's SUV squeal as he guns the vehicle into
               motion.

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               INT. FRANK'S SUV - CONTINUOUS.

               An uneasy look comes to Mike's face.

                                   MIKE
                         Frank.

                                   FRANK
                         What?

               Mike looks like he is about to be sick.

                                   MIKE
                             (urgently)
                         Frank!

                                   FRANK
                             (annoyed)
                         What!

               Lon and Frank's detectors start to beep. Lon quickly pulls
               his out.

                                   LON
                         It's a portal formation! 

               Suddenly, a PORTAL opens in the street directly in front of
               the vehicle. 

                                   FRANK
                             (at Lon)
                         The sphere said it was all clear
                         for tonight!

                                   LON
                         I told you the sphere's becoming
                         less predictable!

               Frank swerves the SUV to avoid crashing into the portal,
               bringing it to a screeching halt. The gang looks at the
               portal for a second, Lon still looking at his detector. A
               moment passes. 

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               EXT. HEAVEN'S GATE STREET - CONTINUOUS

               From the portal emerges a SLARG DEMON. It is 8 feet tall and
               covered in spines like a giant porcupine.

                                   FRANK
                         Slarg demon. I'll handle this.

               The gang emerges from the SUV, Frank in the lead. The Slarg
               slowly approaches the gang. 

                                   FRANK (CONT'D)
                         Look, buddy. We're on a tight
                         schedule here. So if you'll just go
                         back through that portal, you'd be
                         doing us a big favor.

               The demon leans in, moving its face to within inches of
               Frank's. It lets out an ear shattering roar. Frank doesn't
               flinch. There is a beat as Frank reaches up and wipes the
               demon spittle from his face.

                                   FRANK (CONT'D)
                         Wrong answer.

               Frank's eye's narrow, his jaw sets. A questioning look
               crosses the demon's face. Its eyes widen in surprise just in
               time to see Frank's fist traveling toward it's face at full
               speed. The demon hits the ground hard.

               Frank shakes his hand which stings from the blow. Mike looks
               on surprised.

                                   FRANK (CONT'D)
                             (to Mike)
                         Big bullies, glass jaws.

               Frank looks to Vi and nods toward the portal. She approaches
               the unconscious demon, picks it up and throws it back through
               the portal. The portal closes. Frank looks to Lon who is
               looking at his detector.

                                   LON
                         All clear.

                                   FRANK
                             (nodding)
                         Let's get the hell out of here.

               The gang runs back to the SUV and jumps in. The tires screech
               and the vehicle races up the street as we:

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               INT. ABANDONED HOUSE - NIGHT

               Silas is at the table stirring the bowl of potion. Hester is
               at the couch with the boy, cleaning him with a wet cloth. He
               looks terrified. She leans in close and deeply inhales his
               scent.

                                   HESTER
                             (to the boy)
                         There. Fresh and clean. A treat
                         worthy of the master. 
                             (beat)
                         He will bring such beautiful death
                         to this world. Starting with yours.

               Hester gently, almost affectionately, caresses the boy's face
               with the back of her hand. He flinches.

               Silas turns back to look at Hester, an evil grin on his face.

                                   SILAS
                             (to Hester)
                         Come. It's almost time, darling.

               Hester leaves the restrained boy and quickly runs to Silas'
               side.

               Silas lights a match and drops it into the potion. A burst of
               GREEN FLAME issues from it, and then settles down to a steady
               flicker.

               In the glow, Hester's face gleams with anticipation. 

                                   SILAS (CONT'D)
                         Open the box, like I showed you.

               Hester picks up the box.

               CU on the box as Hester's hands press one pictograph after
               another. The box begins to glow.

               Hester sets it back down on the table. She and Silas take a
               step back.

               The box's lid cracks open. Bright light issues from the
               crack. Suddenly, a black cloud begins to emerge.

               The black cloud rushes out of the box, pooling into a
               circular shape on the ceiling. Hester's vamped face smiles
               with rapturous delight.

               Silas steps forward, the spell parchment in his hand. He
               begins to read.

                                   SILAS (CONT'D)
                         Vi di dabios. Inferinatium. 

               The black cloud crackles with power.

                                   SILAS (CONT'D)
                         Nos via invesauria!

               The black cloud crackles more and begins to descend to the
               floor.

                                   SILAS (CONT'D)
                         Va su! Va su! Va su!

               The cloud starts to form a humanoid shape and begins to
               solidify. Features begin to take shape.

               The boy shakes with terror.

               Silas sets the parchment on the table and moves closer to
               Hester. She clings to him, shaking with excitement.

               Suddenly, the door BURST off its hinges. Having kicked it in,
               Frank enters the room, his sawed off shotgun in front of him,
               ready for action.

               He is quickly followed by Vi, Tamsin, and Lon. Mike brings up
               the rear.

               Hester and Silas jump, startled by the intrusion. 

                                   HESTER
                             (angrily)
                         No!

               Frank fires his weapon. The BLAST hits Hester squarely in the
               chest, knocking her across the room. 

               Before Frank can fire again, Silas grabs the barrel of the
               gun and RIPS it from Frank's grasp. Silas knocks Frank to the
               ground.

               Vi steps up to the plate and KICKS Silas in the face,
               knocking him across the room to land by the fallen Hester.

               Hester pulls herself up from the floor followed closely by
               Silas.

               Vi grabs Frank's arm and lifts him up.

                                   FRANK
                             (to Hester)
                         Hate to close down your little
                         party here, sweetheart, but there's
                         no way in hell we're going to let
                         you open that--

               His eyes dart to the table, and more importantly, the box.
               The already opened box! 

                                   HESTER
                             (smirking)
                         Sorry. We started without you.

               Her eyes then look to a spot just behind the team.

                                   HESTER (CONT'D)
                         And the guest of honor's already
                         here.

               Uneasily, they turn around slowly to see what Hester is
               looking at.

               Standing behind them is THE SOURCE. He is about seven feet
               tall. Vampire in appearance, except that his fangs are about
               three times the normal size, his eyes are blood red, and his
               hands and feet are cloven. He is also bulging with muscles.
               He looks down at his hands.

                                   THE SOURCE
                         I live!

               Hester gives a zealous smile. The Source looks up and sees
               the team. He growls and attacks. As he POUNCES at the team,
               we:

                                                             BLACK OUT.



                                  END OF ACT THREE
                                      ACT FOUR

               INT. ABANDONED HOUSE - NIGHT

               The Source POUNCES at the team. The team scrambles to get out
               of the way, but there is no need. The Source falls to the
               ground! Its legs are still not fully solid yet!

               Now it is Hester's turn to be horrified. She turns to Silas.

                                   HESTER
                         We must defend him until the spell
                         has completed its work.

               Hearing this, the Team advances on The Source who angrily
               rolls on the floor trying to right himself.

               Hester leaps at Frank and TACKLES him to the floor. As he is
               fighting her off. Silas attacks Vi.

               Vi PUNCHES Silas in the face. But he PUNCHES back and knocks
               her down.

               Tamsin and Lon attempt to dispatch The Source, each swinging
               at it with a sword. The Source deflects their blows with his
               bare hands, which seemingly incur little damage.

               As Frank continues to wrestle with Hester, he glances over to
               see the terrified Tommy on the couch. He shouts to Mike.

                                   FRANK
                         Mike! The boy!

               Mike turns to see the boy on the couch. He rushes over to
               him. Pulling out a knife, Mike cuts Tommy's bonds.

                                   MIKE
                         Get out of here, kid! Hurry!

               Tommy doesn't need to be told twice. He bolts out the door in
               a flash.

               Frank HEAD-BUTTS Hester and knocks her off of himself.

               The Source BACKHANDS Tamsin and Lon sending them spiraling
               backward. Its right leg becomes solid and it pulls itself up
               to a standing position to once again tower over the team.

               Vi and Silas are still battling. Silas seems to be holding
               his own pretty well.

                                   SILAS
                         You're a Slayer. I've killed a few
                         of your kind in the last four
                         hundred years. They were all more
                         challenging than you.

                                   VI
                         You ain't seen nothing yet.

               Vi KICKS him in the chest. But Silas grabs her foot and
               TWIST, causing Vi to spin and hit the floor.

               As Lon and Tamsin pick themselves off the floor, Hester LEAPS
               on to Lon's back. She is about to take a bite out his neck
               when Tamsin PUNCHES her in the face, knocking the vampire
               off.

               The two recommence their attack on The Source who easily
               fends them off.

               Mike watches the scene, not sure what to do, when he hears
               Hazari's voice.

                                   HAZARI (V.O.)
                         Get the box, boy!

               Mike looks across the room to the open box on the table. He
               looks at the brawling crowd between him and the table.
               Gathering up his courage, he takes a deep breath and runs for
               the box.

               Silas LEAPS at him, but Vi grabs his leg causing Silas'
               attack to barely miss. Silas hits the ground.

                                   VI
                         You've killed your last Slayer.
                         It's payback time.

               Silas turns to face her a moment too late. Her stake is
               already penetrating his chest. He cries out.

                                   SILAS
                         Hester!

               Hester is now making a play for Mike, but hearing Silas, she
               turns toward his voice letting Mike run right past her.

               She turns around just in time to see Silas burst into dust.

                                   HESTER
                         Silas!

               She LEAPS at Vi, knocking her to the ground. Hester violently
               PUNCHES and SCRATCHES at Vi in a grief induced frenzy.

               Mike picks up the empty box.

                                   HAZARI (V.O.)
                         Now do as I say!

               Mike runs to stand before The Source.

                                   MIKE
                         Infenatium!

               He waves his hand at the creature. It emits a GLOW that
               strikes the monster.

               Having almost solidified, it's left leg begins to again turn
               to smoke. The Source screams with rage. It's right leg
               follows suit causing the beast to fall to the ground.

               Vi KICKS Hester off of her. Hester again flies across the
               room to land behind the table.

               Vi stands. She and the others gather around Mike. He begins
               to speak, but the voice coming out of his mouth is that of
               Hazari. He begins to chant the same ancient spell that Hazari
               spoke in his vision.

               The Source continues to scream as it once again returns to
               its gaseous form, floating upward. Now incorporeal, it
               rumbles on the ceiling like a heavy storm cloud.

               Mike continues to chant. The dark cloud starts to spin. The
               rest of the gang steps back as it starts to enter the box.

               As the cloud continues to spin violently, candles are knocked
               over. They set several small fires, soon causing the whole
               room to be ablaze.

               As the last of the cloud enters the box, Mike closes its lid.
               It glows brightly for a second before fading back to normal.

               Mike sighs with strain. His legs give out and he starts to
               fall, but Frank grabs him by the arm, steadying him. He is
               once again himself.

                                   MIKE (CONT'D)
                         Stay out of my head, old woman! 
                             (beat)
                         Did we win?

                                   LON
                         It would appear so. Though I
                         suggest we hold off on celebrating
                         until later. 

               Frank looks around. By now the entire room is on fire, the
               exit in eminent danger of being blocked. 

                                   FRANK
                         Good idea.

               In unison, they rush out the door.

               Surrounded by fire, Hester picks herself off the floor, tears
               in her eyes. 

                                   HESTER
                             (angrily)
                         You'll pay for what you've done!
                         You'll all pay!

               She grabs the resurrection spell off the table. She makes a
               hasty retreat as we: 

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               INT. FRANK'S DINER - NIGHT

               Frank enters through the open door. He is talking on his cell
               phone.

                                   FRANK
                         That's right, Tanya. The box and
                         the suspects burned up in the house
                         fire on Baker Street. Case closed.

               He closes his phone as Mike enters. Mike notices the door was
               unlocked.

                                   MIKE
                             (nodding toward the door)
                         Don't you guys ever lock that
                         thing?

               They continue toward the counter as Vi, Tamsin, and Lon file
               in behind them.

                                   FRANK
                         Sometimes, but there's not much
                         need. There's a repulsion spell on
                         the Closed sign. Keeps most people
                         out. Gives 'em an uneasy feeling or
                         ruins their appetite. 

               Mike cocks his eyebrow.

                                   MIKE
                         That explains the dirt flavored
                         bacon this morning.

               Frank laughs.

                                   FRANK
                         Yeah. I probably should have
                         mentioned it to you sooner. The
                         spell doesn't work on you if you
                         know about it.

               Mike chuckles.

                                   VI
                         I'll cook you something special
                         tomorrow to make up for it,
                         cupcake.

               Vi winks at Mike who furrows his brow. He is about to speak
               but is interrupted by Tamsin. She wedges herself between the
               two, throwing her arms around their shoulders.

                                   TAMSIN
                         What shall we do now? Head out for
                         a few drinks? Some dancing,
                         perhaps?

               Vi looks excited at the prospect but Mike winces a little.

                                   MIKE
                         Better not, we've got class
                         registration early in the morning.

               Vi immediately tones down her excitement.

                                   VI
                         Yeah. Yeah. Gotta get up early.

               Tamsin sighs. 

                                   TAMSIN
                         Guess that leaves me to party all
                         on my own then.
                             (beat)
                         'Night, all.

               As she turns back toward the door, Frank heads toward the
               stairs.

                                   FRANK
                         Good night everyone.

               Lon rounds the counter, the box in his hands, heading for the
               kitchen.

                                   LON
                         I'm just going to pop downstairs
                         and lock this up in the vault.

               Frank nods as he exits up the stairs. Lon disappears into the
               kitchen as we:

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               INT. FRANK'S APARTMENT - SPARE BEDROOM - NIGHT

               Tyler is sitting on the futon on the floor watching an old
               Sci-Fi movie on the TV. He is ready for bed, clad in a t
               shirt and boxers.

               Mike enters. Tyler's face lights up.

                                   TYLER
                         Buddy! You'll never guess who I met
                         at work today.

               Mike takes his shirt off and walks over to the dresser.

                                   MIKE
                         Steven Spielberg? David Hasselhoff?
                         No! Chewbacca the Wookie?!

               He smiles as he tosses his dirty shirt on the floor. Opening
               the dresser drawer, he pulls out a clean t-shirt and pulls it
               on over his head.

                                   TYLER
                             (chuckle)
                         Better!

               Mike cocks his eyebrow at Tyler.

                                   MIKE
                         Better than Chewbacca? Come on!
                         What's better than a tall, naked,
                         hairy guy who growls? Granted, he's
                         a little hairier than I normally
                         like my men.

               Tyler looks grossed out.

                                   TYLER
                             (annoyed)
                         Great. Now you've ruined Star Wars
                         for me. 

                                   MIKE
                         Hey! You said Jar Jar did that!

               Tyler shrugs and then nods his head in agreement. Mike
               laughs. Undeterred by Mike's joking, Tyler continues.

                                   TYLER
                         I met Jon Bates today, man! He
                         invited me to his office and
                         everything. It was incredible!

               Mike takes his pants off, also dropping them to the floor. He
               is now clad in just his t-shirt and underwear. 

                                   MIKE
                         Cool, dude! See, what did I say
                         about you running that place?

               Tyler blushes as Mike sits down on the futon beside him.
               Frank pops his head in the door interrupting the two's
               conversation.

                                   FRANK
                             (to Mike)
                         Hey. Great work tonight, Mike.

               Frank continues to freeze out Tyler. Tyler stiffens a little
               at Frank's presence. 

                                   FRANK (CONT'D)
                         Feels good, doesn't it? Knowing
                         that you're actually doing
                         something important with your life.

               Mike nods. Tyler sets his jaw, obviously taking Frank's words
               as an insult to him.

                                   FRANK (CONT'D)
                         Well, good night, kiddo.

               Frank exits but the tension created by his brief visit
               lingers in the air between Mike and Tyler. Mike notices
               Tyler's change in demeanor.

                                   MIKE
                         What?

               Tyler shrugs his shoulders, not wanting to look at Mike.

                                   MIKE (CONT'D)
                         Come on, dude. Don't let Frank get
                         to you. He's just being a dick.

               Tyler turns to Mike.

                                   TYLER
                         It's not just Frank. It's...
                         nothing.

               Tyler quickly turns away again.

                                   MIKE
                             (urgently)
                         It's what?

               Tyler turns to face Mike again.

                                   TYLER
                         It's you! Okay? It's you.

               A stunned look crosses Mike's face. Tyler realizes that he
               has hurt Mike's feelings.

                                   TYLER (CONT'D)
                         Look, man. It's not your fault. I'm
                         just... jealous. 

               Mike looks to Tyler with a questioning look.

                                   MIKE
                         Jealous? Of course you're jealous.
                         I mean, look at all this.

               Mike motions at his body and smirks. He see that Tyler is
               being serious. His smile fades.

                                   MIKE (CONT'D)
                         What is it?

                                   TYLER
                         You know how I came here to start
                         my dream job? 

               Mike nods lightly. Tyler again looks away.

                                   TYLER (CONT'D)
                         That's not the only reason. 
                             (beat)
                         When I went to live with Grandma
                         after my parents died, Frank was
                         kind of like a Dad to me. I mean,
                         even though he was gone a lot and I
                         didn't get to see him very often,
                         we always felt... close. 
                             (beat)
                         I guess I wanted it to be like that
                         again.

               Mike puts his arm around his friend.

                                   TYLER (CONT'D)
                         But then we get here and suddenly
                         it's like... you get your letter
                         from Hogwart's and I'm left all
                         alone feeling like a Squib. Not
                         even a Squib. 
                             (light chuckle)
                         I'm a Muggle. And I could practice
                         Wingardium Leviosa forever, but I'm
                         never going to make a feather
                         float. It's no wonder Dumbledore
                         likes you better.

               Tyler hangs his head. Mike gives Tyler a comforting hug.

                                   MIKE
                             (sincerely)
                         I'm so sorry, dude.
                             (beat)
                         I'm not even gonna pretend I
                         understand what any of that means,
                         but I can see this thing with Frank
                         is really eating you up.

                                   TYLER
                         He thinks I'm useless just because
                         my job doesn't involve saving the
                         world. 
                             (sigh)
                         I just want him to respect me. 

               Mike pats Tyler on the back.

                                   MIKE
                         Respect's highly overrated, my
                         friend. You can get by in this
                         world just fine without it. Just
                         ask Britney or Lindsey.

               Tyler picks his head up and looks at Mike.

                                   TYLER
                         Friends of yours?

               Mike shakes his head and rolls his eyes, not believing Tyler
               doesn't know the pop culture icons he mentioned.

                                   TYLER (CONT'D)
                         If it's so overrated, why did
                         Aretha Franklin sing a whole song
                         about it?

                                   MIKE
                         Yes. But let us not forget that she
                         also sang the praises of being a
                         Natural Woman. Natural woman? What
                         the hell is that anyway? Hairy legs
                         and un-tweezed eyebrows?
                             (shudder)
                         Ewww! 

               This gets a slight laugh out of Tyler.

                                   MIKE (CONT'D)
                         Forget about Frank for tonight. Eh?
                         Tell me about you're day with the
                         illustrious Jon Bates. I seem to
                         recall the adjective "incredible"
                         popping up. 

               Tyler lightly smiles at him. Mike smiles warmly in return.

                                   TYLER
                         We drank seventy year old scotch
                         and ate lobster. 

               Tyler's mood lifts.

                                   MIKE
                             (encouragingly)
                         Yeah?

                                   TYLER
                         Oh! And that "Enterprise thing"
                         that was in "People" magazine,
                         totally bogus. 

               The men laugh lightly as we:

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