Dawn and Anne were laughing as they came through the kitchen door.
"And then when the spirit killed the sister." Dawn laughed.
"Pet," Spike spoke up looking at Anne. "You have a visitor in the living room. He goes by the name of Peter."
"Peter's here, but how? He's supposed to be in my time period, not here." Anne asked.
"As best as I can figure it, Willow sent him back here when he came looking for you during a fight in the house." Spike explained. "Anyway, we figured you should be the one to talk to him and explain what he's doing here."
"I guess I better." Anne agreed going to the door to the living room.
"Pet, one question, do I like him in the future?
"Not at first, but he'll grow on you." Anne smiled.
"Peter," She cried going in and kissing him. "I can't believe how good it is to see you."
"Really, because when you showed up with your grandfather it was like you didn't know me." Peter chided.
"That's because that wasn't me. That was my grandmother. Look I don't know how to explain this to you, but my Aunt Willow is a Witch and she sent both of us back in time and I have to stay here, because the people who killed my mother are after me."
"Wow, I mean I know story writing is in your blood, but you're really good. You should get some of your stories published." Peter laughed.
"Peter, I'm serious." Anne picked up the paper off the table. "Here, look at the date."
"But that's impossible."
"Unless your girlfriend is part of a super natural family. You knew I had a secret I was keeping from you. Well this is it. My family saves the world, with magic and super powers. I come from a line of Slayers. Vampire Slayers, not the band, because I think they're awful. Are you okay?"
"Oh sure, just drop all of this on me all at once and I'll be fine." Peter snapped. "I can't believe you. How am I ever supposed to trust you after finding out what you are?" You're from a family of freaks and you expect me to be okay with that. Well forget it." Peter stormed out of the house and Anne broke down.
"I should have told him sooner." Anne sobbed. "If I had…"
"He still would have been a Wanker." Spike came in and hugged her. "I honestly don't understand why you Summer's women have to go through so many losers before you find the perfect guy has been right in front of you for years. It's okay, we'll solve this Circle of the Black Thorn problem and then you can go home and find a decent guy who will except and admire who you are. I promise."