wicked-angel3: yes, she's back, lol. read on

spuffyfan: of course it's going to stay spuffy... it's not a bad thing, and it probably is not exactly what you were thinking, but if i tell you anymore, that would be bad cause i'd ruin it, anywayssss lol

Buffy opened her eyes, and rubbed her head as she sat up.

"Ow," she mumbled to herself, looking beside her to see Angel, lying there unconcious. "Angel. Angel?"

She shook him gently, and slowly his eyes opened. "B-Buffy?" he asked in a whisper.

"Are you alright?" she asked, helping him to sit up. "What happened?"

"Looks like you're not the only one who can rise from the dead B."

Buffy froze at the familiar voice of her twin sister. Slowly, she stood up, and turned around and looked on in disbelief when she saw Faith standing before her.

"What? No "hey, nice to see you"?" Faith said.

Buffy could feel tears falling from her cheeks, and immediately she ran into her sister's arm, squeezing her tightly, not wanting to let go. Faith hugged her back, and could feel herself beginning to cry, but she tried to sniff them back.

"Is it really you?" Buffy asked, pulling away to look at her sister. "Are you... Is this... How?"

Faith shrugged. "All I know is I'm here."

Buffy wiped the tears from her face and looked back at Angel who was slowly getting to his feet. A smile formed on Faith's face and Buffy's expression told her to go to him.

"Angel," Faith said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Angel couldn't speak. All he knew was that the love of his life was in his arms. And that's all he cared about. He didn't care that he was crying, and that everyone could see him. All that mattered was that Faith came back to him. That they could be together again.

"I told you I'd be back," she whispered to him, kissing him passionately.

Buffy looked beside her when she felt someone touch her arm. Spike was standing there, looking at her with confusion on his face. He looked to Angel, and saw only him engaged in a kiss with a girl.

"Who's the bird?" he asked.

"Who's the?... It's Faith! Spike, she's back," she said.

Spike was stunned, but took the sobbing Buffy into his arms, kissing her head. "How?"

"I... I don't know. She just... There was a light and then a boom and then... What are we going to tell everyone?" Buffy asked.

"I faked my death," Faith said, walking over to the two, gripping Angel's hand. "We could say that I faked my death. I'm the selfesh, wild one, remember? I do those things."

Buffy smiled. "Do you think everyone would believe it?"

"What else do they have to believe?" Faith asked.

Faith looked over to Spike, then to the girl standing behind him. She had dark hair, and was dressed in dark clothes, but Faith could not recognize her. Could it be Angel's new girl?

"Who the hell are you?" Faith asked, nodding towards her.

"Raven," she answered. "I'm a Slayer."

Faith laughed. "A what? But... No."

"She is," Buffy said. "She just came here, but she's been slaying for a year, since you died."

"Wait. I was gone for a... A year?"

Buffy nodded. "We'll worry about catching up later, okay? You should go home and get some rest," Buffy said. "Angel?"

"Faith, let's go," he said, more of an order then a question.

She willingly followed him, giving questionable glares at Raven, trying to figure out if she was on their side or not.

"So that's Faith," Raven said. "She's got more attitude then I expected."

"She's a ball of attitude," Spike said. "But she has your back."

"If you don't mind, I think I'm going to go home too..." Buffy said. "Are you okay with the patrol?"

Spike nodded. "Course. You go home and see your sis. We 'ave it."

"Thank you," she said, kissing him quickly before heading off in the direction Faith and Angel had left.
i don't know if i'll be updating soon or not, because i'm busy, and i kind of have writer's block, although i have ideas down, and now what i'm going to do... i just can't seem to write... although, i'll try to do what works and not think of it... so, sorry if you like this... but probably not for another few days, which isn't so so bad.