"Max," Amanda called as she walked into the Finn House. "Max, sweetie what's wrong?" she asked rushing over to him sobbing on the couch.

"Tomorrow." He cried.

"What about Tomorrow?" She asked. "She's in L.A. with Connor. I talked to her a few weeks ago. She was saying they were coming here with Anne over Spring Break. Are they here? Did you and Connor have a fight? What's wrong?"

"They're dead." Faith softly responded walking in with a cup of tea. "They were ambushed and killed two weeks ago. Here Max, this is soothing. It might help a little."

"What are you people talking about?" Amanda asked angrily. "Tomorrow and Connor are careful. They can't get killed in an ambush. Hello! Vampires with Slayer Powers."

"They did." Jess said walking in from the beach. "Anne had a vision of the attack. I'm sorry Mandy. I know you and Tomorrow were best friends."

"Where's Anne?" Amanda asked. "The poor girl must be frantic."

"She's staying with Spike." Faith responded. "She's helping him remember that there is a reason to cling to life. He is still taking it pretty hard though."

"I have to go over there. I have to." Amanda said as she stood up from the couch and walked out the front door.

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"So how was the beach?" Spike asked as Anne walked through the door.

"Okay I guess." Anne sighed as she put her beach bag down. "We had hot dogs and it was normal. Nothing supernatural was trying to kill me."

"Well that's good."

"Grandpa Spike. I'll be okay. You don't have to worry every second I'm not in this house. I really can take care of myself."

"I know Pet, but I'm your grandfather. Worrying is part of my job description."

"And was that before or after you found out I'm turning into a Slayer?"

"It was before you were even out of your mother's stomach. Annie, we always knew you'd be different some how. With our family tree, it's hard to be normal. And you had the only Slayer/Vampire hybrid in the world for a mother. Your parents knew that you were going to become a force in the fight they just didn't know that you had already started. They would have been so proud of you. I know you have to fight and I know you'll be careful, but I'm always going to worry. It's just my way of showing I love you and it wouldn't matter if you didn't look like Buffy. You're my granddaughter and I'd love you no matter what."