~Sry for the wait, hope you like this ch. (its kinda short...) ~

*Shit, shit, what do I do?* Buffy thought frantically. She had never had to make a decision on her own for 2 years and the only choices she could make always had a possibility of a wrong choice, that would always, ALWAYS result in a punishment.

Sensing Buffy's fear, she tried to make her self more clear, "B, it's ok. Just pick the dress you wanna wear."

Still trying to think of which dress would be the correct choice. *Oh the black one, she's wearing a black dress. She must like the color!*. Reaching for the black dress then charging her mind. *Not the black one! Why would she want a slave looking like her!*. Reaching over to the red dress she stopped herself and let her hand float above it, trying to make sure it was the right choice. *I don't know what to do!* Tears of frustration and fear silently ran down the blonde's cheeks.

Watching this all play out Faith gently took Buffy's hand into hers.

"B...Buffy look at me"

Buffy lifted her head but kept her eyes focused on an imaginary spot on the carpet.

"Im up here, B"

Buffy lifted her eyes to look into the dark brown pools the brunette's eyes held.

"B, listen to me"

Making sure the blonde was paying close attention she continued, "You can pick whichever dress you want. It. Does. Not. Matter. To. Me."

Buffy furrowed her brow in confusion. *I can pick the one I want?* Bitting her lip hoping she hadn't heard wrong she reached out with a shaky hand and felt the fabric of the red one. The smooth fabric of the dress brought back a quick memory of trying on a dress when she was younger, shaking off the memory she reached her hand over to the black one. Feeling the slightly rougher texture beneath her fingertips, she returned her hand back to the red dress. She looked back up at the brunette that was waiting patiently.

Faith smiled seeing Buffy make the decision.

"Nice choice B, you'll look sexy as hell in it. Here babe stand up and I'll help you into it"

Buffy stood up from the bed and let the towel drop. Faith looked at the blonde's body appreciatively before helping her slide into the dress.

Faith backed up admiring how the dress seemed to be tight in all the right places. Looking over at the clock on the bed stand and seeing it was almost 8 she led Buffy back into the bathroom.

"Lets see if we can do something about your hair", She said picking up a hair brush from the counter. She slowly brushed Buffy's hair and put it into a messy bun secured by a hair clasp.

"You look good enough to eat B"

She brushed her own hair quickly and picked up some make-up from the counter and leaned forward towards the mirror quickly applying a layer of dark make-up. When satisfied she grabbed Buffy's hand and led her through the bedroom and into the lounge. She picked up a pair of red high heels and gave them to Buffy to put on. Finding a black pair for herself she slipped them on. Making sure Buffy was ready she kissed her softly on the lips and took her gently by the hand and led her out the door.

"Let's show them how to party B"

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Still leading the blonde by the hand Faith opened the large double doors leading to the party. Inside the large room were hundreds of demons, vampires, and even humans that had taken advantage of the dramatic turn of events. All of which were dressed in fancy gowns and expensive tuxes. Continuing walking Faith tugged Buffy's hand to follow but when she didn't budge she turned around to find out what was up.

Buffy's eyes had a far away look as a rush of memories forced their way into her mind. Memories of her friends that she loved at a similar event as the one before her. *What happened to my friends?* As she tried harder to remember what had happened, she noticed the room get darker and darker until all she saw was black then she fell.

Faith caught her quickly as she fainted, very worried and confused at what had just happened.