-1Hmm, you didn't expect this did ya (an update so soon) well neither did I really…there's just a bit more that I want to add before I make my version of 'Band Candy' which should be interesting…cause that was such a funny episode…maybe it'll be hard (sigh). Anyways, this isn't really a big deal sort of thing, probably not that long either, just wanted to add some stuff to the last Chapter….wasn't even sure about the title really, but yeah, here it is, hope ya like, tell me if ya like…please. Sorry about typo's, it was 5:22 AM when I did this…that's all I'm gonna say about that. Thanks for reading. -ThomThom

Chapter Six: Cleaning Up The Mess And Making An Even Bigger One

"Drinking is bad. Very, very, bad," Buffy said as she looked over at Willow. They had decided to just go get mochas together, no one else for a change, just them, and Buffy was feeling the effects of her late night drinking, along with other feelings too, "I was horrible…and stupid. I kept doing this monster impression," the red head frowned at her, "I know, and it came out more like a dog…a dog."

Willow laughed, "a dog? Wow."

"I know," she looked down, "I did something else too, something much more…it was--" she looked up to see that Willow was looking at her seriously, knowing that she was about to say something that was probably really bad, "have you talked to Kennedy today?" she asked, figuring if the girl had, she already knew about the whole, hitting Faith, ordeal.

"Uh no. We aren't…we didn't decide to be together," she said sadly, "it's too complicated to…it's not going to happen."

"Oh," Buffy said as she looked at her now saddened friend. She wanted to apologize for bringing it up; for not picking up the fact that Willow hadn't mentioned Kennedy, which should've told that they weren't together, but in the state of mind she was in, after what she had done and said to Faith, she couldn't understand why Kennedy and Willow hadn't just gone for it, "Why?" she asked.

Willow frowned, "Why?" she repeated, "well, for one, we're both in relationships…and I'm not even sure that me and Kennedy…I don't think she…like, what I feel for her…she doesn't feel for me."

"What that's crazy, she likes you," Buffy looked at her friend, seeing that maybe she had said the wrong thing, the red head now looked even more sad then when they brought up Kennedy in the first place, "oh," the slayer said suddenly, "you don't think she…you love her."

"I don't know," she said with a shrug, then she just nodded.

It was strange that she hadn't seen it before, that she didn't notice that her best friend was wondering around with this huge thing on her shoulder, having to just put it aside, 'that can't be easy,' she thought as Oz also came into picture. They'd always seemed so happy together, could it all of just been a lie? Something one sided? Then there was Kennedy, "you know what," she said getting her friends attention, "we're all cripples," Willow started to pout, "not you Will…I mean me, Faith, and Kennedy. We spend so much time just wandering within ourselves that we're too scared to go outside ourselves. You know?"

She shook her head, "no."

Buffy sighed, "it's like…we're so wrapped up in this darkness that we're born into, that we don't even try to escape it. I know that Kennedy isn't a slayer, but she lives her life like one…or at least she used to, and sometimes she still does…what I mean is, it's hard for us to be open about our feelings and stuff. I'm going to tell you something that I did, and it was pretty bad," she paused, "last night I hit Faith."

"What do you mean you hit Faith? Like a 'hey we're friends' kind of hit?" she asked not really knowing what was so bad about it. Every time she was around them, they'd hit each other just to do it, or after a joke, "what's the big deal again?"

"You know how I said drinking is bad?" the girl nodded, "well, it's not just because of the icky feeling that comes with it the morning after…Faith had this necklace on, and it had a ring at the end of it," she looked put her hand on the table.

Willow looked at the ring, "the one Angel gave you? I thought you got rid of that, you left it where you uh…you left it there. Did Faith take it, cause that would be so bad. That's too far Buffy, she shouldn't have done that."

"I know, that's how I reacted to…a little crazier, but yeah, that's what I thought, and I went crazy. I slapped her, hit her, yanked it from around her neck, pushed her…I did all of these things," in her mind the whole scene played out again, the long moment where Faith didn't even look at her, when she forced the ring on to her finger and then ran out of the room, "but it's not the ring Angel gave me."

"What?" she looked at the ring again, pulling the girl's hand closer to us, "Buffy, it looks just like it. It has to be--"

"Nope," she said cutting the girl off, "it's a completely different ring. One day, back when Scott was trying to win me over, he tired to give me a ring…this ring, and I freaked out. I just dropped it, hurt his feelings, blah, blah, blah. Turns out, Faith picked it up, and she kept it. I don't know why, but she did, and with the way I hurt her last night, why she kept it doesn't really seem to matter," she looked at the ring, and started to turn it with her other hand, "I was going to tell her…tell her that I uh…sort of--"

"Sort of what?" Willow asked moving to the edge of her seat. She knew what she was about to hear, had suspected it all along, but actually hearing the words made it mean so much more.

"Have feelings for her," the blonde said quietly, "I didn't really notice it until we accidentally kissed--"

"Again, I say, what?" this she had not expected. The whole feelings thing, yeah, but a kiss wasn't something she thought she was going to hear about, "when…? What…?"

"It was a couple of nights ago," Buffy said realizing that she hadn't meant to say that last part aloud, she hadn't meant to tell anyone about that night. Angel already knew and brought it up when they were together, she definitely didn't want to have to deal with her friends doing that, "it wasn't a big deal," Willow lifted a brow, "okay it sort of was, but we decided to leave it alone, and let it go," she wanted to tell her friend why. Wanted to tell her it was because Angel was back, and she wasn't sure what they had now, so she didn't want to risk losing him because of anyone else. The Scott thing just didn't seem as huge as it would be if she started to date Faith, it would be so much bigger, "anyways, I was going to tell her, but I saw an opportunity to get out of it, and I took it."

"Did you explain that to Faith?" Willow asked, feeling as though she was trapped in the world of some dramatic love story, "I'm sure she would of--

"She's gone," Buffy said sadly, "she took off after she did the whole…'that's where it belongs…where you belong' thing with the ring," once again she pictured that moment, it seemed so unreal, "I took it without even questioning why she had the ring, it was a way out, why would she want to hear me out? My point is…that's what I mean when I say we're crippled. We either don't take a chance on things, or we screw things up."

"So she just left…town?" she asked wondering if Faith had once again decided to run from her problems, and what that meant for Kennedy. Was she going to leave too. Buffy simply nodded to her question, "does that mean Kennedy's going to leave too, to make sure Faith's not going to do something crazy?"

"No, Kennedy's still here," she paused, "and she's not so happy with me…in fact, she threatened to kill me…she's definitely here. Rachel went after Faith, Kennedy said they probably won't be back for a couple of days."

"Rachel left," there was something strange about that, "why didn't Kennedy go with them?"

"Don't know," Buffy said as she got up, "I've gotta go Will…I promised Dawn that I'd pick up her room since she had to suffer through hearing me yelling at Faith last night, and because Kennedy didn't do it, but we should hang out later," she said as she gave her friend a hug.

Willow smiled, "as long as there's no alcohol involved," they both laughed, then Buffy headed back home, leaving her there to think, "Rachel's gone for a couple of days…"

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"Screw her!" Faith yelled as she walked into the hotel room her and Rachel got. It was actually a pretty nice one, especially compared to the places she had stayed before, there was nice furniture, a kitchen, an actual view. It was more like an apartment, but she didn't care about that at the moment, "I mean, what gives her the right to just…screw her!"

Rachel sat down on the bad and just watched Faith start to pace back and forth. The girl had been yelling since they had left Buffy's house, mostly saying screw her over and over, "Faith, calm down," she said as she scooted to the head of the bed. One reason she wanted to the girl to calm down, and be quiet, was because she had a pounding head ache for all the drinks she had had at the club, "why don't you take a break from the yelling, just for a bit."

Faith stopped pacing, pulled a chair over to her, and sat down, "I just can't believe that she slapped me," she said as she rubbed the side of her face, "and said those things to me…I am not a psycho stalker."

Rachel laughed, "she called you that?" she ran her fingers through her hair, "she considers you making sure that her vampire boyfriend--ex-boyfriend," she corrected, "doesn't go crazy and kill her, crazy? She's the one that's crazy."

"I know," Rachel was the only person she trusted to tell everything to, well not everything, but at least about the whole Angel thing…actually she had blurted it out while she was ranting in the car, but still, she told her, "she's fucking insane, and she makes me insane," she admitted, "but I'm done. I'm done with all of her crap."

"You should be. I mean if she's still that wrapped up in him, then there's no point in going after her. She's just gonna choose him in the end, you know?"

Faith knew that they weren't talking about her and Buffy anymore, she could see it in the girl's eyes, "did Kenn…did she break up with you?"

"No, but it doesn't make a difference, I know I'm going to lose her in the end," she sighed, "eventually she'll realize that she wants Willow more than anything, and she'll leave me…I'm just waiting for it to happen."

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Kennedy walked down the street alone, her hands stuffed inside her blue jeans, and her hair flowing behind her. She had been walking for a while, just circling the streets of Sunnydale, passing the same things every couple of minutes, just letting the scenes from last night play through her mind. Mostly, it consisted of her drinking, and making out with Rachel, but there were a few scenes that really stuck out, and kept flashing before her. Scenes like, the kiss that Willow gave her in the restroom, and then watching the door close as the girl vanished within the crowd of people. Then there was Faith trying to run out the house, that red hand print on the side of her face. All of it seemed so unreal, like it couldn't of possibly happened. Not that fast, not in one night. She stopped at a pay phone, put some change in, and dialed a number, but no one answered on the other line, "hey Dad, it's Kenny. I was just calling to see how you were doing back at home. I hope everything's okay…me and Faith are doing great, so I hope you're not worrying…I wish you were home," she wiped a tear from her face, "I guess I'll talk to you later, maybe come home for a bit…I don't know…I love you, bye."

"You're leaving?"

Kennedy turned around to see Willow standing behind her, "I uh…maybe," they stood there silently, not knowing what to say to each other. Not after what they had decided to do, and yet there they were, still not being able to avoid each other. It was like, no matter what they did, what they decided, they always ended up seeing each other, "I think it might be for the best…for everyone, if Faith and I just took off."

"She already took off," Willow said sadly. They might have decided that they needed some space, but she didn't want the girl to leave.

"So you talked to Buffy then," she started walking, knowing that Willow would follow.

"Yeah, we met up this morning," she walked a little quicker so she could be right beside Kennedy so she could see the girl's face, that was the only way she was going to be able to know what the girl was feeling, she was always good at not letting it show in her voice, "she told me about the whole slapping thing. About Faith taking off, and Rachel going with her."

Kennedy hesitated for a second, sort of missing her next step, then she continued at her normal pace, "yeah, she decided that she'd go since she was here…it's not like Faith usually listens to me," she said with a slight laugh.

Willow could see that the laugh was fake, that it upset her that Faith never seemed to consider her before she just ran off, "she listens to you…in her own slayer kind of way. That's how Buffy is too," she thought of all the times Buffy had done things without considering her friends and family, "she does the whole run away thing. She did after Angel died and left us all here to the slaying. Her mom was all worried, Dawn was worried too, though she'd never admit it, we were all worried, but she came back eventually."

"That's the difference between Buffy and Faith; Faith doesn't come back, she just keeps running," she looked over at Willow, "did she tell you everything, or just the slapping part?" she asked curious about what exactly pushed the blonde to hit her sister in the first place. She had actually figured that Faith had done something at first, but then she had started to wonder, because Faith was different with Buffy. She would never want to hurt Buffy, at least that's how it seemed.

"She told me everything," they were about to pass the Espresso Pump, "I can tell you what she told me," she said as she stopped in front of the place she had just come from, "but I really don't want to walk and talk…not at your pace anyways."

Kennedy looked past Willow, wondering if it was a good idea to go and sit with her, but they were in a public place, lots of people were around, so she figured it was okay, "fine, we can talk here," they walked over to a table, and out of habit, she pulled a chair out for Willow. The red head sort of just looked at her blankly, "sorry, it's a habit."

"It's a nice habit," Willow said as she sat down . There was an awkward silence, both of them realizing that it was sort of romantic, "anyways…the story."

"Right the story," Kennedy said nodding.

"Okay well," she shook off the light headed feeling that she always felt when Kennedy was around, so she could focus, "her and Buffy got drunk, and they were at Buffy's…they were both there and--"

"Willow," Kennedy gave the girl a look, trying to stop her from going in circles, "we all know they like each other, so on with it."

"Fine, apparently there was going to be this confession…by Buffy, but she noticed that Faith was wearing this necklace that had a ring on it. The ring looked like the one Angel gave to her, the one that she left at the place she killed him, so she freaked out, started yelling, slapped her, pushed her…hopefully nothing worse that she might not of mentioned. Faith got all emotional, which she had a right to do, because it wasn't the ring from Angel. Scott had tried to give Buffy a ring that looked like the one Angel got her, cause he didn't know, but Buffy freaked out and walked off, and somehow, Faith ended up with that ring. She explained that, then she told Buffy that uh…something like, 'that's where it belongs…where you belong' , she put the ring on Buffy's finger, and then she took off."

"Hmm," Kennedy said as she took the whole story in, "that's just…wow. Buffy was the one that was going to do the admitting first?"

"Yeah, I thought that was weird to," she smiled, "I know something," she said knowing that she probably wasn't supposed to say what she wanted to say, "it's a secret, but…I want to tell you."

Kennedy smiled, "you're not good at keeping secrets, everyone knows that, so I figure, whoever told you, must of known that you were going to tell someone," she said trying to prove there was a reason for her to tell, "mind as well be me."

"Well, you are here," Willow said nodding, "and it has to do with your sister," she could see the excitement in the girl's eyes grow, "okay, but if anyone asks, I didn't tell you…even if I'm the only one that could possibly tell you other then Buffy and Faith…I didn't tell you," she leaned over the table, "they kissed," she whispered.

"What?" she asked shocked by what she heard, "when? You're lying."

"Hey, I'm not lying," the red head said, pretending to be offended by the accusation, "Buffy told me that somehow they accidentally kissed. That's when she realized that maybe things weren't so black and white, and since she was drunk, she had the…balls," she frowned at saying that word, "to tell Faith--"

"But she didn't get to it because of the ring. That's just…so complicated," she thought for a second, wondering whether Faith and Buffy's relationship was more complicated then her and Willow, but when she looked at the girl, staring into her eyes for two seconds, she wanted to melt, 'it can't be more complicated then this.' She cleared her throat, "so, what do you think they're gonna do now?"

"Don't know," Willow said with a shrug, "but I think they might have a chance to work it out when Faith gets back."

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"I don't even want to see her again," Faith said as she flopped onto the bed, "I mean, after that bullshit, why should I?" she waited for a second, looking over to Rachel, waiting for a response, "it was an actual question Rach."

"Oh," she said with a smile, "with all your ranting, it's hard to know when I'm supposed to jump in," Faith hit her playfully, "I'm just saying, you're gonna have to let me know," she put her serious face on, "why should you? Well, I think you should go back just to show her that you can survive without her…that you don't need her. Just act like a hard ass…like the old Faith, and she'll feel like shit, so there you go…reasons to go back to Sunnydale."

"Act like a hard ass," she thought about what the girl had just said. Acting like the old Faith? Did that mean that the old Faith had gone somewhere, and if so, where? When did she actually lose herself in the mist of delusion? It was weird to think that one girl had changed her completely, especially since she had always been the type to say that she would never change no matter what, "am I not a hard ass anymore?" she hit Rachel on the arm, "it's a question dumbass."

"I was just making sure," she said laughing, "well, I don't think you're a softy. I just think, that maybe, you're confused. Like you don't know who you are anymore, so you're adjusting to your surroundings," Faith looked at her confused, so she knew she had to be a little more thorough, "you act like the people around you…but with more cursing, and drinking. You sort of live to protect someone who doesn't want your protection…or maybe she does, but I don't really think she knows what she wants. Do you?"

Faith sighed, "I don't know…I've never felt so…helpless, you know?"

"Definitely," Rachel said nodding.

"That wasn't a question Rach," they laughed for a second, "you know what, no, I don't want to change who I am. I'm not gonna change who I am for Miss Goody-Two-Shoes of the fucking year. Screw her. I'm sick of feeling like this, I'm sick of losing my mind of her."

"But you will," Rachel said now sounding a bit sad, "you'll lose your mind over and over again…when she smiles; when she laughs," she touched her lips, "when she kisses you. Every moment that you're with her, you'll forget who you are, and there's nothing you can do about it."

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"I'm sure if they just talk it out, they'll be fine," Kennedy said as she took a swallow of her soda. What they thought would be a little five minute chat, was slowly getting closer and closer to the hour mark, but neither one of them cared. They didn't think about it. All they were thinking was how happy they were at the moment, just sitting and talking to each other, "I mean, they're not stupid, they both know that they like each other, they just need to say it. I think saying it will really help, because actually hearing the words would make it mean so much more, you know?"

Willow froze, thinking about the fact that she had been thinking the same thing when she had talked to Buffy. She just stared into the girl's eyes, feeling something within her pulling her towards her. All she could think was maybe, just maybe, if she told the girl exactly how she felt, things would be different. No one else would matter, if she would just say the words, "Kennedy," she gulped, "I…I-I lo--"

"Xander," Kennedy said as she saw the boy approach, "hey, what are you doing here?"

The moment was gone, ruined by the guy she had known forever. She turned to look at him, seeing some sort of shifty look in his eyes, "what's up?" she asked hoping that nothing was going on, nothing that had to do with the world ending, or Buffy disappearing, "is everything okay?"

"Oh yeah, everything's great," he said with a small smile, "what are you guys up to?" he asked as he took a seat, not thinking to ask if it was okay, and also not really caring, "you guys uh--meeting up alone now?"

Willow frowned at her friends question, "no, we ran into each other. Xander--"

"Oh man," Kennedy said as she got up from her chair, "I should go. I hadn't really planned to be out for so long, and I want to make sure I don't miss a call from Faith…and Rachel, so I'm just gonna go," she looked at the red head one more time, "I'll see ya," she said with a smile, then she walked away.

After Kennedy turned the corner, Willow turned angrily to Xander, "what are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" he asked innocently.

"Don't act dumb. What was that, 'you guys uh--meeting alone now?' could you make things anymore uncomfortable?" she took a deep breath, "and that thing with Oz last night…are you trying to keep me and Kennedy apart?" he looked down, "Xander, I know that it's all, you know…but you can't keep doing this."

"I just think that maybe you should tell Oz," she started to say something, but he cut her off, "no, I mean, don't string him along. Don't do things, like this, behind his back. It's not right."

"We really did just bump into each other, whether you believe me or not, but…I know I should tell him. I just don't want to hurt him, and me and Kennedy had decided to just stay in our relationships anyways, so I don't know if I really should," she covered her hands with her face, "it's just so complicated. I'm ready. Like I feel like if Kennedy were to stomp back over, and tell me to break up with Oz to be with her, I would do it in a heartbeat, but she's not going to do it. She's with Rachel, and Rachel was there for her through all these hard times she went through," she looked over at her friend, "you know what she told me? She told me that she waited…she waited for me forever, and I just never went for it. So what gives me the right to do it now? What gives me the right to go and wreck the relationship that she got into when I wasn't there for her?"

Xander put his hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze, "the fact that you love her, gives you every right in the world to go after her. As long as there's a possibility, you have the right to go for it."

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Buffy scooped a pile of clothes off of the floor and threw them onto her sisters bed, taking care of her final task. She had been cleaning for a while, throwing anything that was Kennedy's into the bag she had found at the bottom of her closet, and she was finally about to be done. Cleaning had sort of cleared her mind, let her forget about the outside world and become completely wrapped up in straightening shelves, and picking up all of her sisters thing, so she was making sure to enjoy the few clothes that she had in front of her, because when the stack disappeared, her peace would go with it.

"Hey," Dawn said as she walked in.

Buffy smiled, "hey Dawnie," she picked up a shirt form the bed as her sister sat down at the other end, "look Dawn, about last night--"

"You don't have to explain, my eyes and ears are working just fine," she said as she watched her sister begin to fold one of her shirts. She had heard everything; the yelling; the slap, all of it was still fresh in her mind too, "you know, sometimes I wonder, why can't people just be honest?"

"What do you mean?" Buffy asked as she tossed her sister a shirt to fold, "like why do we lie?"

She started to fold, "no, why can't we just admit when we like someone," her sister froze, her flowing folding routine, coming to a halt, "it's so obvious Buffy, so don't even try to deny it," she put down the shirt she had folded, and reached for another one, "If you both would've just admitted as soon as you realized it, things would have turned out differently. You wouldn't have freaked out about noticing the ring on the necklace, which always wears by the way, you just didn't notice cause she would always puts it her shirt when you walk in the room."

"She would?" Buffy asked as she too sat down, once again feeling guilty, and sad.

"Yep, every single time. It was kind of funny actually, cause you never noticed, and you're a slayer, but I, the one that everyone thinks is oblivious to the world, notices it right away. I guess that's what watching people from afar does, it lets you see things that most people don't see. Buffy," she said seriously, "you screwed up."

"I know," the slayer said sadly.

Dawn shook her head, "I don't think you do. Faith, she's not the type that you can hurt and just expect to forgive you. She's the type that will try to forget all about you," she pushed the clothes aside so she could move closer to her sister, "you know that she has a hard time dealing…she's not going to come back with flowers and candy saying that she wants you to make up…she's not Angel," Buffy looked up at her suddenly, making her jump, "I know he's alive. that's where you go late at night, isn't it?…I told you I notice things."

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"So what, you're saying that there's nothing I can do to fix this?" Faith asked, after hearing what Rachel had to say, "that it's just going to keep happening?"

"Pretty much," she said honestly.

Faith refused to believe that she couldn't go back to being the girl she used to be. The one that would go patrolling, take care of a few vamps, and then go get laid without feeling anything about it. She had always, been that Faith. That's who she was, there was no way that she was going to lose that. It was her life, and she was going to take control of it, "hey Rach," she said as her plan to be her old self came into sight, "you think by the time we get back Kennedy's gonna be riding the Willow train?"

Rachel frowned, not sure where the girl was going, but also noticing a bit of the old Faith making an appearance in the question ,"I'm betting on it actually," she turned over on her side and propped herself up on her elbow, "why?" Faith looked her over and raised her brows, and at first she thought that she was crazy, or that the girl was just playing, but there was no burst into laughter. There wasn't a 'I'm plaayin,' sort of remark, "Faith--"

She pushed the girl onto her back, and then straddled her, holding her wrists down on the bed, "they'll never have to know…"

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"So you're saying that if I'm not sure about how I feel about Faith, but I know how I feel about Angel, I have to just make up my mind and pick one?" Buffy asked, now not so sure if she should've asked for her sister's advice. The girl had been going on and on about how she just needed to pick one of them, and leave the other one alone, but she didn't see how that was possible. She had to take Angel blood, because of how week he was, and Faith…well, they were both slayers, who patrolled the same areas, usually on the same nights, how was she going to ignore her if she was always there…or at least when she's in town she is, "I don't know Dawnie."

"I'm not saying that you can never talk to them again," she said clearing things up, "I'm just saying you have to stop playing with their emotions and choose," she had been trying to explain it for hours, each time only confusing the blonde even more, but now it seemed like she was finally getting through, and it felt good to finally be asked what her opinion was, "do you want to go out with Angel, who can go evil any second now," Buffy glared at her, "well it's true, or do you want Faith, where the insanity just comes naturally? Vampire, or girl that can sometimes be crazy…both of them aren't really good choices."

"Hey," Buffy said, hitting the girl with a pillow, "I have good taste…they're both nice," she said with a smile, "but…they're so different from each other. Angel's all serious and…serious, especially now. And Faith is all…well she's Faith. She's funny, and wreck lace. She's adventurous and nice…sometimes."

"And she'd do anything just to see you smile," Dawn added, she put her hand on her sister's shoulder, "I think we both know where this is going," she stood up and walked out of the room, leaving her sister to think about her next move, "and my work is done."

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Willow knocked on the front door, trying hard not to seem nervous.

"Hi Willow," Joyce said as she opened the door with a smile, "are you here to see Buffy?" she asked as she moved to let the girl in.

"Actually I'm not today," Willow said as she continued to mess with the end of her sleeve, she had to do something, standing still just made her more anxious, "is Kennedy here?" she asked.

Dawn ran down the stairs, "she's taking a nap in Buffy's room…supposedly," she said as she approached the red head, "oh, don't tell Buffy. She's not supposed to know."

"Okay, thanks," Willow said as she walked over to the stairs. For a minute, she just stood there, her heart pounding, her hands shaking, knowing that what she was about to do was going to change her life forever, "okay," she started up with stairs, taking deep breaths as she did. What Xander had said really hit home for her. She noticed that she had forgotten that part of her that believe love was the most important thing, and that it couldn't be stopped. It was everything. But now she remembered. She knew that it was what really mattered, and nothing else. When she reached the top, she saw Buffy standing in Dawn's doorway, and stopped. Both of them having this knowing look, then, with a nod, she kept going, and Buffy headed downstairs. After what seemed like the longest walk ever, she finally made it to the door that Kennedy was behind, taking her supposed nap. She sighed, and then knocked softly, but no one answered. It made her worried, more nervous, 'oh god what if she left when no one was paying attention,' she knocked harder, hoping that the door would just fly open, and it did. It flew open, and there she was, in her pajamas with messy bed hair, "hi," she said with a smile.

Kennedy rubbed her eyes, making sure that she wasn't dreaming, and when she realized she wasn't, she too began to smile. She knew what was happening, what that moment meant, what that soft 'hi' meant. She opened the door wider, letting Willow walk in, both of them smiling from ear to ear, and just before the door closed, she whispered, "hi."

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Alright, that was just a little, tiny, chapter…especially compared to my others, to top the last one off. Some things were resolved…some things weren't, and so now I can move forward, and re-create an episode without having to put a whole bunch of stuff in it yay!! No, I'm kidding, that's not why I did this, it was because I really wanted to push Willow and Kennedy closer each other, and push Faith away from everyone…and I think I did that pretty well. I mean she did just technically sleep with her sisters girlfriend, and push her feeling for Buffy back down. I watched Season 3, Episode 15, which is called Consequences today…yeah…let's just say I got a little reminder of how dark Faith really is, and so I realized that it's time for some of that classic Faith bad decision making. Now I can't wait to re-create that ep, and so I'm definitely pushing towards it…you guys should watch it, or re-watch it, 'cause I'm sure most of you have seen it, if not all of you, just to give you a little reminder of where she's gonna go…and then imagine the x10 I'm going to try and accomplish. Anyways…tell me what you though about this one, and thanks for reading. -ThomThom