A/N I guess I need to warn you that this has femslash, cause of Willow and Kennedy. I didn't want to change the cannon. So that means a girlXgirl couple.

Willow hooked her arm in Kennedy's paying no mind to the dirty looks the two girls were getting. "Come on, Emma, were going to miss our flight," she smiled at the small seven-year-old girl, that she and Kennedy had taken in.

"Where we going," the little girl asked, running up to Kennedy and grabbing her leg? Kennedy looked down at the small brown haired girl, patting her head, then taking her hand in hers.

"We're going to a big city," Willow told her, holding her arms far apart.

"Ooh, cool." Emma snuggled against Kennedy.

Kennedy glanced at Willow, "you sure it's wise bringing her."

Willow sighed, "no it's not, but we don't have much of a chose. It's a good thing we found her at that orphanage when we did."

Kennedy knew that Willow was right. She looked down at Emma. She still couldn't believe that slayers were showing up as young as this girl, but they were. Some even younger.

The whole scooby gang had been gathering all the slayers they could find, to explain what was happening to them and train them.

Their training facility was disguised as a boarding school (Preschool through collage), so parents didn't worry when they sent their children off. When they found someone with slayer powers they sent them a notice saying they won a free scholarship to the school. Giles paid for everything, now that he'd inherited everything from the council. Seeing as he was the last watcher left.

"We could of just left her at Hogwarts," Kennedy whispered, smiling. Everyone had nicknamed the school hogwarts, for some reason, probably because along with training, they were taught about magic by Willow and Giles, and witches from the coven. "With Gandolf"

"She wouldn't hear of it," Emma had become really attached to Willow and Kennedy, ever since that day when they had saved her from an awful orphanage. "And it's Dumbledore not Gandolf. Gandolf is from The Lord of the Rings." A lot of the younger kids had started to nickname the staff at 'Hogwarts,' the training facility, after their favorite magical book series.

Kennedy grinned, sheepishly, "oh, you can tell I've never read those books. Who do they call me now?"

Will grinned, "Cho."

"Cause I like to eat?" She said, thinking Willow meant chow.

"Haha, no Cho's a dark haired Asian girl." She shrugged, "I guess since you have dark hair and she has dark hair...well you know."

"Oh." She grinned, "and you are?"

Willow sighed, "we really don't have time to talk about Harry Potter, but if you must know, they call me Ginny...the class flirt." She shrugged her shoulders, "I have no idea why...the only thing I flirt with is death. That's really morbid, but true. My girlfriends a slayer and best friends are a slayer and a babe demon magnet. So it's only natural."

Kennedy laughed, ruffling Emma hair, "I know, I know, come on, we really are going to be late for our flight." She started to walk toward the take off gates, calling over her shoulder, "it's most likely because she's a redhead and a witch...I saw the movie."

Willow laughed, catching up with Kennedy and Emma, she smiled handing their tickets over, boarding the plane.

It was still light out when their plane landed in LA, so the girls had no welcome committee. Seeing as the only people that knew of Willow's arrival was the two very flammable vampires.

Emma got off in front of Willow and Kennedy, her eyes going wide, "Wow, so many people," she exclaimed, not used to seeing many people. Her eyes went wide when a very flashy cross-dresser walked pass her.

"Eik," she screamed. "That's not normal."

Kennedy and Willow started to laugh, "get used to it, it's a normal thing in these parts."

Emma gulped, "what else is normal here?"

"Oh, I'm sure you'll find out soon," Willow said, walking to Emma and taking her hand.

Kennedy took her other hand. I can't believe she's only seven. She's so smart. I guess you grow up faster when you watch everyone one you know murdered. Kennedy shuddered, remembering, when the scooby gang had arrived at the orphanage only to find the place in a uproar. A gang of vampires had been invited in. It was so horrible even for Buffy, who'd been fighting demons for a very long time. Bodies everywhere, blood, so much blood.

They had showed up just as she was about to be killed. She even has scar on her neck. A few seconds later she'd either be dead or turned.

After she recovered, she was told everything about her slayer powers. But the only demon she's ever seen were those vampires.

"Demons," Emma whispered, looking up at Willow.

"Yeah, you'll see demons...the place were going to has a lot of demons."

Emma gulped, "will I have to fight," she asked, only slightly scared?

"Oh, of course not. But no worries. Remember how strong you are," Willow smiled.

"Oh, yeah I'm very strong." She grinned, squeezing Willow's hand.

"Ow, ow," Willow smiled, "you really are strong."

Kennedy smiled, watching Willow and Emma. She really hoped that Emma wouldn't be exposed to any fighting. She may be really strong, and heal really fast, but she was still so young and not properly trained.

"Just remember that protection spell, Willow taught you," Kennedy advised.

Emma nodded as the trio walked out into the bright LA sun.

Angel watched as Spike paced back and forth in front of him. It was really starting to grate his nerves. Back . . . and . . . forth . . . back . . . and . . . forth . . .

"Will you stop," Angel yelled, standing up in his chair so fast, that it fell over.

Spike glared at Angel, "what."

Angel rolled his eyes, "the pacing. It was really starting to annoy me."

Spike sighed, sitting down, "I'm a bundle of nerves. Willow should be here soon."

Angel nodded, understanding. "I feel the same way." He picked up his overturned chair, and set back down.

"You feel the same way about what, and why is Willow coming here," a quiet voice asked?

Angel and Spike both jumped, much to their embarrassment, looking toward the office door.

"Wesley," Angel said, frowning. I don't want to tell him, what if it doesn't work, I'd hate to get his hopes up

Spike was thinking along the same lines as Angel.

Wesley, the poor man looked like he'd drop any day. He couldn't possibly take anymore stress.

Wesley didn't like feeling like he was being kept out of the loop, "what is it?" Both Angel and Spike looked very worried, worried about what, he wondered?

Just as Angel was about to answer there came a shriek, from the lobby.

Angel and Spike jumped up, "what's going on," Angel yelled?

He ran out of his office closely followed by Spike and Wesley.

They all skidded to a stop, and watched as a tall dark-haired girl ran too a little girl, "I'm so sorry," she said to the offended demon. A harmless vegetarian demon. "She's never seen um," the girl paused, "a person of your color."

The girl, patted the startled child's head, "it's okay, Emma. We went over this, remember."

Emma nodded, smiling at the demon, "sorry, I yelled at you, Mr..."

The demon smiled showing a mouth full of dull teeth, "Mr. Rogers, and that's okay." He patted the girl on the head and walked away.

Emma giggled, "He sure doesn't look like the Mr. Rogers I know." She of course was talking about reruns of a show she and the other kids at the orphanage had watched.

"Excuse me," Angel called out walking over to the tall girl and Emma was it. "What's your business here?"

Emma looked at Angel, and at once she knew he was a vampire.

"Sorry, I'm Kennedy, this is Emma," she pointed to the brown haired girl, who was now, staring at a green demon with horns, her eyes wide.

"Were here to see..."

"Angel," Angel looked up to see a certain red headed witch.

Kennedy smiled, "yeah, were here to see Angel."

Angel nodded, "I'm Angel."

"Oh, hmm, I pictured you more...old."

Angel sighed, "I assure you, I'm way older," he looked at Willow, "um, why did you bring these people?"

Willow looked at Kennedy, "she's my," Willow blushed, "you know my girlfriend, and a slayer. The little girl's a slayer as well."

Angel and Wesley's eyes went wide, "oh...what she's a slayer!"

Willow laughed, relived that they didn't seem to mind that Kennedy was her girlfriend, "Yes, you guys know about the spell," everyone nodded, and Spike rolled his eyes, of course he knew, he had been there, "well people's slayer powers have been waking up in children as young as...get this, as young as four."

"Four!" Angel looked at the little girl. She was so young. He couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"We know, it's really young," Kennedy, pulled Emma to her, she had just gotten ready to wonder off, "we were all surprised."

The girl smiled up at the tall dark-haired man, she decided that she liked him, "I'm seven, and I'm a witch too."

Angel knelt down, so he was on her level, "You're only seven," Emma nodded, "you're awfully smart."

"Thank you Mr. Vampire dude."

Angel stood back up, "you're welcome," he turned to Willow, "she's a witch?"

"She knows some spells, she's still in training."

"What sort of spells does she know?"

"Well, fire spell, protection spell," Willow bit her lip thinking, "and the sun spell."

"S..sun spell," Angel and Spike gulped looking at the little girl. "Remind me never to get on her bad side," Spike joked.

"Don't worry, she won't use that spell, unless it's her last resort. It's really draining." Kennedy told them, remembering her first time using that spell. It had took her two days to recover from it. She wasn't as gifted as Willow in the spell department.

Willow smiled patting Kennedy on the shoulder, "Well, we came here for a reason, did we not?"

Angel nodded, leading the three girls to his office. Spike and Wesley followed.

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