"Yawn!" Charlie's mouth opened wide showing her tonsils to the world. Unfurling herself from out of a couch cushion she flopped over onto her stomach. Finding herself not in the sleeping mood she made a sad little noise before rolling over Spike's legs and crumpling on the hard wood floor.

Spike woke as a tiny socked foot brushed against his chest. Watching as Charlie tossed herself away from the couch corner, he smiled as she regained her footing on the floor. Feeling as though someone was staring at her, Charlie looked up to find a smirk on Spike's face. Throwing the boots she landed on, his boots toward him she grinned back mischievously.

"Oh good, you're finally awake." A red headed girl stated from the foyer. Brow crushing into question, Charlie looked back at Spike.

"This is Willow, Willow, Charlie." He introduced them nonchalantly as he strapped his beat up old boots onto his feet. Buffy came in and shooed away the black clad feet off of her recently cleaned couch. Sitting down on the arm she nodded at Willow.

"Hi, there is a spell I can do to find out if you really belong here or not. All you need to do is follow me." Charlie had stood to the same height at the red head. Revolving around her like a vulture to it's prey.

"Excuse me what are you doing?" Willow sounded at unease around the strange girl circling her.

"A powerful witch. Damn, I knew I could feel something strong in this house." Smiling back at a newfound friend Willow blushed politely. Kennedy just happened to walk into the house at that very moment. Sweat beading off of her, she had obviously been out for a run. Over protective of Willow she stepped in between the two who were curiously looking each other over.

"Whose this?"

"Possibly a Potential." Charlie had backed away from Willow, this new girl seemed to have staked a claim on her. But she pulled her hand from a pocket and held it to shake with her.

"Charlie."

"Kennedy." She stated realizing she over reacted. Shaking she then looked down at herself. "And I am in desperate need for a shower. Bye." Kennedy took off up the stairs.

"We better do the spell outside since well I've learned it kind of smells." Willow stated leading the procession of 'potential' potential, actual slayer, and a sun allergic vampire, towards the back porch.

"Uh, Spike it is kind of still sunny out."

"Oh yea, damn." Like a big lost puppy he realized his mistake and turned around twice before actually going on his way back to the living room. Charlie laughed quietly at his performance.

"How come he can come out into the sunlight?" Charlie asked Willow. It had been as Buffy suspected, this girl didn't know a vampire from a toothpick.

"He is a vampire." Buffy piped up proud she had the knowledge on this one. Charlie faced her with a 'duh' look on.

"Yes, I realize he is a vampire, but Willow and I both know that there are spells that would allow him protection from the sun." Charlie retorted looking back at Willow who was lighting hot pink candles. Willow looked a bit flushed for the second time in this new girl's presence. Buffy's confused look fell also on the red head in record time.

"Why wasn't I told about these sun screen spells?" Buffy thought aloud.

"Well, uh, I didn't really think Spike needed it. I mean we never fight demons during the day anyway, so why give Spike more of an advantage?" Willow quickly confessed in order to stop the fight before it started.

"And what about when I was with Angel?" Buffy wouldn't let this drop. Willow looked around at the nothingness that was on the floor.

"Angel?" Charlie asked trying to break the tension.

"My ex."

"Her ex." Willow and Buffy said in unison. Charlie ahhed a bit before turning around and walking back into the house. The two didn't even notice she was gone until they wanted her to take sides.

"Where did she go?" Buffy asked.

"Back inside? How did she know about the spell in the first place?" Both shrugged as they walked back in to find Spike and Charlie sitting on the floor side by side laughing at the screen. Controllers in hand each of them were set fighting with their chosen characters.

"You're going down girly." Charlie stated to the screen where a ninja looking guy was kicking the crap out of a blonde big-busted girl. The fight over both looked over at their spectators.

"You picked a girl?" Willow asked Spike curiously.

"Well yea." He answered simple before smirking a little at Buffy's prone figure.