Can I have her?"Buffy released her and sat back, shocked. "You... you won't hurt her?"Drusilla looked as if Buffy had just stabbed her. "I want her to...be my mummy. I don't want to hurt her. I would never. She's been hurt enough already."Buffy decided then and there “I invite you into my home."* * *Buffy quietly opened the door of Joyce's' bedroom. She was asleeep, Buffy's slayer senses picking up her shallow breathing. As silently as possible Buffy and Drusilla crept inside.Buffy sat on the. We arrived at the front door to the back office."Well, this is it. Just knock and go inside," Bayleigh said."Okay. Thanks Bayleigh," I said."No, problem, handsome," Bayleigh said.Bayleigh left to go back to the front desk. I knocked on the door."Come in," They said.I opened the door and walked in. I saw a very muscular man wearing aviator sunglasses, a purple dress over shirt, a white tank top, and ripped blue jeans."Hi, I'm here for a job interview. I'm Ricky," I said."Oh, hey there, Ricky.. I'M theone who needs to change, not you or anyone else." Do- do you wish I was also a boy?" Becca asked, and to my shame, Icouldn't help but chuckle."No, of course not!" I said, giving my little sister a quick hug. "You bewhatever you want to be." Are you still going to be called Claire? Because that's a girl's name..."Becca pointed out, making me laugh again."Yes, yes it is," I said with a smile on my face. "I haven't actuallythought of a new name yet." I used to have an imaginary friend,". "I know, my dearest. I don't want you to go back. I couldn't bear to lose you again. It's just that... well, I haven't figured out a way to keep you here after the holidays. I've racked my brain, and everything I come up with is N.G." Daddy..." she began softly, "I thought of something. It's kind of extreme, but I think it could work..."He raised his head and looked directly at her, his eyebrows raised in expectation. "Tell me!" Well, I was thinking that if you... if you got married again...".