From Protector of the Grey House:
“Because you’re about the age my kid would have been,” was what Natalia was thinking. She hid the thought away quickly, denied the emotions, and gave as honest an answer as she was capable of. “You’re not a Slayer. You’re like me. Caught between life and reality. I don’t know where I belong and neither do you.”
Ashley shook her head, opened her mouth as if to speak, then closed it again. She broke away from Natalia and paced a few steps. “Why do you think he’s going to kill me?”
She spoke slowly, emphasized her words, and hoped the words would sink into Ashley’s thick skull. “He killed other women before he killed my mom. I’ll show you news clippings in a couple of days. Right now, all I can prove is that he’s a vampire pretending to be a Slayer.”