AN: I realize that my other story "Remembered" isn't finished, but to tell you the truth, I got uninspired with that story. Some things have happened in the past month and I totally got off the writing vibe. But now I am back, and I have no itch to finish the other story. I actually love this one right now, and I hope you do too.

Rating: R- for language and some sexual suggestions

Summaries: I'm not good with them. So please just read, you will get the drift. Please review also.

Disclaimer: Don't own them but if I did, I would have Angel chained to my bed.
I shifted my weight from side to side as I looked at myself in the mirror. I turned my back towards the mirror and looked over my shoulder to view myself again. It was made for me. The way the bodice hugged my breasts and slid down to my waist. The skirt began where the bodice ended and kept close to my slim body as it floated past my feet and spilled onto the floor. My decision was made and the only one that was left was to go barefoot or not?

"Ooohhh, Buffy, you look so beautiful." I saw my sister's reflection behind me in the mirror and I smiled.

"Come in Dawnie, I need your opinion." I turned and looked at her, my face feeling as if it was glowing.

Dawn walked in and closed the dressing room door behind her. I gathered a bit of the skirt in my hands and lifted it up over my feet a bit.

"So...should I wear shoes or go barefoot?" I looked down at my feet then back at her.

"A definite barefoot. The grass at that place is so soft and it would just be a really fresh look."

"A 'fresh look', Dawn? I think you have been reading one too many Vogues." I reached behind myself, unzipped the skirt, and slid it off handing it to Dawn to put back on the hanger.

"I am just *saying* that it will be different." Dawn stood up and carefully hung the skirt up, then moved behind me to unhook the bodice.

"I know, I was just picking on you. I'll be out in a minute." I waited for Dawn to leave the dressing room and I took the bodice off.

I looked at myself in the mirror for a moment. My eyes wandered from my head all the way down to my toes. I still "trained" everyday, and even though I had gotten older, my body was still eighteen.

I redressed and picked up the bodice as I walked towards the front of the store.

"Have you made your final selection, Miss Summers?" The store clerk smiled the sweet smile she was taught while training for this job.

"Yes, I think that will be the one."

"Ok, we will need a small." The phone rang and cut her off. "David's Bridal Shoppe, how can I help you?" The woman flashed another smile my way and held up her index finger to indicate that she would need a moment. I nodded and looked around at some stuff at the counter, until my cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey beautiful!" His voice always made me smile when I heard it.

"Hey you! What are you doing?" I asked, and I could feel the smile grow bigger on my face.

"Well, I was going to start working on this client's case, but then I thought of you.so I wanted to say hi and remind you how much I love you."

"I knew there was a reason why I love you so much." I sighed into the phone. Dawn came behind me and tugged my hair.

"Is that Josh?" Dawn whispered to me.

"Yes." I whispered back to her.

"Tell him I said hi." She turned and went to look at more bridesmaids' dresses.

"Was that Dawnie-Poo-Poo?" Josh asked in the baby-voice he used to taunt Dawn with.

"Joshua Clark, you know she hates it when you call her that." I laughed and turned around to notice that the sales-woman had just gotten off the phone. "Hey, I gotta go, I have to finish up with some stuff here and then I will be on my way home."

"Ok Buff, I will see you later; I love you.future Mrs. Clark." I beamed and imagined his face saying those words.

"Love you too, bye." I hung up and walked over to the counter.

The woman was ringing up my dress and looked up as I reached the register.

"Ok, Miss Summers, we will need a small deposit."

"Ok, hold on, I gotta find my card." I turned and began digging in my purse.

I handed the woman my card and she went over a few store policies with me, and then I was done. I had my dress, the most important dress off my life. My wedding dress. I called to Dawn and we left the shop. I called Willow on my cell and made sure it was ok that I leave the dress at her and Tara's house. After dropping it off at Willow's we made our way back to Rivello Drive.

"Hello ladies!" Kennedy called to us from the dining room table.

"Hey Ken, I'll be right back down!" Dawn called as she hopped up the stairs to her room. "Kennedy, did you address and send off the invites?" I asked sitting beside her at the table.

"Yep, all done. And now my hand is cramped up..." she held up her hand and crooked her fingers, "I look like I have arthritis."

"Well, at least it won't be a surprise to you when you get older, and you will already be used to it." I laughed and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Ken.did you finish that stuff for Buffy?" Dawn asked as she bounced into the dining room.

"Yea, we already discussed that.late much?" Kennedy chuckled and went back to thumbing through her magazine.

I made myself a salad, grabbed the address book Kennedy used to check off everyone she was sending an invite to, and headed up to my room. I plopped on my bed and began eating as I flipped through the pages, looking at the checkmarks Kennedy made by each person's name. Everyone was accounted for, and I went to close the book, but the pages flipped to the very back of the book. I gasped and almost choked on a piece of lettuce. Throwing the bowl on my nightstand, I grabbed the book and raced down the stairs.

"Kennedy!!!" I called while running down the stairs.

"Yea! Yea?" Kennedy met me at the bottom of the steps.

"Did you send an invite to *everyone* in this?" I shook the book in my hand while I spoke.

"Well, uh, yea.like you told me to." A worried look spread over her face.

"Buffy?" Dawn walked up behind Kennedy and her face was full of question.

I looked Dawn in her eyes, and then looked back down to the book, then back at Dawn.

"Angel."