A/N: Ok, technically, the only all-knowing person is Rebecca. Or so she thinks. Everyone else knows a fragment of the story, 'cept for the Scoobies (not Giles, obviously) who know next to nothing about all the cloak and dagger bs going on . The council wanted to get their hooks into Faith, the Ministry had some interest in her mother. Casper - she knows nothing, I'll tell you that right now. She knows Rebecca and owes her a debt. You'll see why. Rebecca - who knows what's going on with Rebecca. Hope doesn't remember Faith. Faith and Charity's memories aren't completely restored. Remus doesn't completely remember. Oliver doesn't know anything either. And I'm so confused. Some people want a R/F pairing, some don't. So in this there may not be one. They are a couple in my story 'Greater Insticts' they have a son in that one. That's not in anyway connected with this story though. And as for the great conflict - yeah, this chapter is gonna cover that. Remember Voldemort's still out there, and their gonna have to face him eventually. Basically its a bunch of different people getting thrown together, and all but one of them knows absolutely nothing. And as for the accent issue: It's been resolved. I stopped doing it. Thanks, I was experimenting. Obviously I shouldn't screw around with the language. The nail is in the coffin. Get over it.

And if you could follow any of this rant, you get an imaginary brownie. Phew.

Chapter Six

"What did you do that for?" The youngest girl shrieked. The young man beside her tore away from her and raced to the fallen man.

Faith watched as they lifted him to his feet. His nose was bleeding as he looked up at her. She gave him the one over before pursing her lips. Cocking an eyebrow, she watched as he considered what to say to her.

"Feel better?" He asked, giving her a small grin.

"Yeah, I'm five by five."

"Well, then, now that the introductions are finished, ooh. Brownies. I do adore brownies." Dumbledore said, snatching a brownie from the tray Dawn held. She smiled at the older man.

"Albus, could you be even ruder?"

"Rude, my dear? My apologies, I assumed you brought this food to feed your guests." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled. "Excellent as always, Casper."

The young woman blushed, her eyes sparkling at the compliment. Rebecca smiled faintly, but only for a split second.

It was not smart for her to show any emotional attachments. She was older than any of the people gathered here, and with the exception of slayers, had more enemies than she could care to count.

"If everyone is ready to talk, then perhaps we should get this over with."

"Yes, brilliant idea. Ms. Wood, come here." Dumbledore held his hand out to Hope.

She pulled away from her brother and stood beside Charity.

The lighter haired girl kept her head down. She wouldn't look at them. It wouldn't make it real then. Lupin was standing in the corner, watching his youngest daughter. She clutched at the sliver heart locket around her throat. Hope felt Charity lace her fingers through hers. She looked up at her, not sure she wanted to hear anymore of this.

"Well, it has been nearly a decade since you girls have seen each other. I expect you want some explanations?"

"Yeah, that's a good idea. Like why did you bring her here?" Faith was the first to sit down, her hand laying absently on her abdomen. He smiled. She was so like her mother. He knew Remus noticed it as well.

Albus Dumbledore took a bite of the brownie in his hand. He watched as Casper led all of the others, save the Harper sisters and their Father. Rebecca rolled her eyes. She was being forced to witness this.

* * * * *

Buffy stared at the girl. Who named their kids Casper? Were they clinically insane or something. Giles was staring at the door, wondering whether he should be in there or not. Xander and Willow were joking with that young guy about the odd-tasting pumpkin juice. Dawn was asking Casper a million questions and Robin was sipping his juice.

"Do you think we should be in there?" He asked quietly.

"No. It's a family thing. We shouldn't interfere when we really don't know anything about the sitch." Buffy said, reaching for a brownie.

"I thought you all thought of yourself as family."

"Well, yeah. But this is - shut up." Buffy said rolling her eyes.

Some people just didn't get the thin line of the whole 'family' thing. The rest of the 'family' didn't interfere when it came to real family issues. . . well, most of the time anyway. . . well, when it was for their own good. . . well, . . .

* * * * *

Albus tried to be blunt.

"Yes. Now, you younger girls know about Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yeah." Charity said calmly, Hope just cringed and turned into her sister, burying her head in Charity's shoulder.

"Yes, now Voldemort was merely weakened by Harry."

"Who?"

They all turned to face Faith. She turned from each face.

"What? Who's Harry? I'm not crazy for asking the question."

"No, you're not. You've never really been part of the wizarding community. I can't expect you to remember something that happened when you were six. Harry was a baby when Voldemort tried to kill him and failed."

"Aren't you getting quite sick of repeating that tale to everyone, Albus?" Rebecca snickered.

"Quite tired of repeating myself, along with other things, Rebecca." He narrowed his eyes in her direction.

"Ooh, I'm scared of you."

"Can you two get back to the story bout us? Or do we need to rehash the last how ever many years of shit you have against each other?"

Albus and Rebecca turned at the voice. Charity rolled her eyes. Finally, they could get refocused. "Can we continue?"

"Yes. Long story short, Voldemort got weak, Harry grew up - well, almost. Voldemort is getting stronger and is still trying to kill Harry. I think you can take it from there, right Albus?" Rebecca said with a sigh.

"Yes. Your mother was living in America. That is where Remus met her. Love was a powerful witch in her own right. They fell in love, married, and had you three girls."

"We kinda figured that part out." Faith said.

"Yes. Well, Remus came back here for a while. Your mother was presumably approached by your watcher, Alice. The ministry saw great potential threat or some other odd thing in her. Love, not Alice. They wanted her contained."

"So, they approached me each respectively to cast a spell of coercion."

"Thank you, Rebecca."

"I refused because I was out of the business, not because I actually cared about the people involved."

"Yes. Anyway, Love found out about the Cancer, and came up with her own idea."

They all turned to face Rebecca. They expected Rebecca to snip in with more commentary. She was merely picking at her nails. She looked up from her work.

"Oh, you want my side? Yes, she pleaded her case to win me over, set out what she wanted, and I cast. I suspect your pasts are still all fuzzy?"

"Yeah, I remember Faith, and Mama, but not Lupin." Charity said coolly.

"Yeah. I gathered. Even I cannot fully recall what the spell included. But, I'm guessing it was powerful enough to effect both worlds."

The whole group was quiet for a moment. She leaned back and waited for one of them to say something. It was odd. This mix of people before her. But they all seemed scared.

"I didn't know." Remus said softly. Charity and Faith turned to face him. He looked up at his daughters. "She included me in the forgetting. I wouldn't have left her -" Sobs wracked his shoulders. Charity's eyes softened when she looked at him again.

"She wished to protect us all. The question is, from what?" Hope asked softly, speaking for the first time. She turned to her future Headmaster, hoping to find the answer in his twinkling eyes.

He merely turned to Rebecca. She rolled her eyes.

"You think I know?"

A/N 2: Sorry, stress equals not happy me. As always, how'd I do?