A/N: Hi, sorry about the wait for the new chapter. Hope you like where I'm going with this story. I still have a long long way to go yet. The ideas just keep coming into my head. Anyway, keep on reviewing. They've been great so far. Thanks to all of you. Ok, I don't know when the next chapter will be up because I'm also working on my Lord of the Rings story which is also on Fanfiction.net. If you feel bored and want to check it out feel free. It's called "Never Forget You" and is about Frodo and Sam's friendship. 30 reviews for it and they're all good. Sorry, bit of advertising for me there! Ok, remember to look back for more soon.
Lots of Love, Arwen
So it was announced. Willow was coming to visit Buffy, Spike and Charlotte in 2 days. 15 years ago, Willow had moved away to England to live with a group of witches. They had helped her take control of her powers again after she had killed Warren, teaching her to only use them for good purposes. She had gone to live with them as her recovery had been excellent and she felt the need to be around people who understood her powers for the good they served, rather than the bad. Willow often visited Sunnydale, as she missed her friends, especially Charlotte. Willow was particularly fond of Charlotte and treated her like her like her own. She would never let anything bad happen to her as long as she lived. However, Willow didn't know who her father was. It was something that Buffy had never wanted to discuss with her, saying it brought back painful memories.
Willow knew that Spike was back and had been for a few years. Granted, at first she didn't like the idea but when she visited and saw the new improved version, she couldn't help but smile. Spike had proved more than often that he loved both Buffy and Charlotte to bits and would never let anything happen to them both. The human Spike was definitely better that the un-dead Spike.
Willow was sat on the plane, staring out of the window and looking at the city of Los Angeles that lay below her. In a few hours she would be in Sunnydale, Her home.
Boy will I be glad to get off this plane, she thought.
"So, what time's Will gonna be here?" Charlotte asked, her mouth full of food.
Buffy glanced at the clock. "It should be anytime soon actually." She glanced at her daughter. "Are you sure you should be eating that much? We're ordering takeaway as soon as Willow gets here."
Charlotte looked at the counter in front of her. Sprawled all over the worktop were packets of chocolate, a tub of ice cream and a big bag of Doritos. She nodded. "Ok, I'll stop."
As Charlotte was bent down putting the ice cream back in the freezer, the doorbell rang. "That'll be Willow. I'll get it." Buffy said as she pushed past her to get to the door.
Buffy pulled open the door. There, stood out in the awful Sunnydale rain, was a soaking wet Willow. "Hi," she said, rain dripping off her nose.
"Welcome home." Said Buffy.