Part 3- see part one for disclaimer. Please r and r

"Its Raven." He said to Angel. "Hey babygirl, how about you taking these two to the Kitchen?" Lorne shot Chris and Jeff a look. "They are mighty hungry."

"Yeah, the airplane food didn't do much for me at all." Jeff said, Chris nodded and tugged Dawn to her feet.

"Personally experience has taught me that you feel better on a flight if you avoid chicken fat in plastic sauce" Chris said lightly. "And as I know this, I didn't eat at all on the way here."

"Ok cool." Dawn said. "We're a bit hungry too." Lorne raised an eyebrow and collapsed onto the couch. Dawn quickly led the way to the kitchen, which held Cordeila, Fred and Gunn, all busy cooking.  "Whats on the menu for lunch?" She asked.

"Soup and sandwiches." Cordy replied. "Tomato and make your own sandwiches."

"So if were having such a basic lunch what are those two working on?" Dawn asked suspiciously, wandering over to get a hug from Gunn.

"I'm making cake," Gunn announced. "And Freds working on Dinner."

"Roast Beef." Fred replied happily, "With twice baked garlic and cheddar mashed potatoes and vegetables."

"Sounds yummy." Chris remarked shooting Jeff a look. He then streched and looked at his watch. "Oh crap, I forgot to take my pill. I'll run to the rooms and get it." Dawn shot him a look and nodded.

"Do you remember the way?" Gunn asked, turning on the mixer and catching a face full of flour.

"Yep." Chris said, trying not to laugh. "I'll be right back." He turned and left the kitchen retracing his steps. Faith was in the lobby. Almost waiting for him it seemed.

"I wondered how long it would take you." She said.

"Dawns from Sunnydale. So is Willow," he said shortly, "And i know you have ties there."

"So your curious." Faith said, and he shook his head.

"I'm concerned, and i want to know how Raven knows Angel." Chris said. "Lorne seemed really upset by whatever Raven told him. Then there's the fact that you seem to be keeping Dawn in the dark about this."

"Right." Faith said softly. "Well i have no need to be in there with them, I'm just the extra so i suppose that i can explain everything. After lunch however." She took his arm. "I am quite hungry." Half way through lunch things were going smoothly. Dawn and Jeff were flirting and giggling, and entertaining Gunn and Fred with Wrestling stories.

"Well," Faith said, finishing off her sandwich.  "I thought you might take Dawn to her appointment for me Jeff." Dawn frowned, and Faith hurried on with an explanation. "Gunn is going with you and I have council business to attend to." This squashed whatever argument Dawn had. Faith stood and held a hand out to Chris. "You've been in town before, so you get to play errand boy." He stood and then winced as Faiths grip on his hand tightened. Her face was pale and she was wavering back and forth as if she was going to fall at any second. The kitchen filled with wind and Faiths eyes were wide open and glowing a bright white.  The wind moaned and whipped through everyone hair.

"I love you.." The wind seemed to whisper, and then it died. Faiths eyes closed and she fainted. Chris caught her and lowered in to the floor, then slowly looked up to meet Jeffs astonished gaze and Dawns weeping visage.

"What the fuck is going on?" Chris demanded. Jeff shook his head and drew Dawn towards him. The sound of running footsteps approached and Angel, Willow, Wesley and Lorne spilled into the room. Lorne tossed Jeff his cell phone and took a moment to run a hand over Dawns head. Willow and Wesley took Faith and eased her to the floor.

"Angel?" Dawn asked, her voice shaking. "What's going on?"

"I don't know." Angel said, his voice thick with sorrow.

"Bullshit Angel." Dawn said, shrugging Jeffs arm off her shoulders and standing up. "I heard her voice. I'm not stupid you know. I'm not a kid anymore and you can't protect me." Cordelia entered the kitchen then, crying openly. "Cory." Dawn snapped. "Tell me what happened."

"I'm sorry." Cordeila said softly. "Buffys dead." Dawn nodded and taking Jeffs arm, she pulled him from the kitchen.  Chris stared at Faiths face, smooth an innocent looking.

"Will someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?" He snapped.