A/n: All of you had the exact reaction that I wanted from you with the last chapter!! I saw all the reviews in my mailbox and squealed; and believe me I received much teasing for said squeal. Read, enjoy, review, and comment!
We walked in silence; an unnerving almost heart shattering silence. I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and wrapped my arms around myself. It suddenly seemed cold; despite the heavy leather jacket. Kris made no noise; no slow intake of air (though he did not need to breathe; he normally did to fit the "normal" façade). As we approached the house; I sighed in relief at seeing the porch light lit. Willow and Tara had managed to get to Sunnydale faster then I had expected. I brought a hand up to my cheek and jerked it back; staring at it.
"You're crying." Kris stated, brushing away the tears.
"I didn't even realize," He took the piece of hair, the one I had so determinedly placed behind my ear, and twirled it around his finger.
"You love him," Yet again, a statement.
"Who?"
"Spike," I moved to break away, but he grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look at him. "You love him, don't you, Dawn?"
"He's the only one who was always there," My voice was a whisper.
"But he left didn't he? He left you, damn it. He's falling for Faith now!" With each word, Kris shook me. Tears cascaded down my cheeks. It couldn't be true. Kris suddenly looked horrified and let go of me, sinking to the floor and burying his head in his hands.
"Kris,"
"Go away, Dawn,"
"We need to talk about this…" He got up, not looking at me.
"We'll talk later, right now we need to save Kyle." I watched him walk into the house and glared at the piece of hair that hung in front of my face. I pushed it behind my ear, and followed Kris into the house.
"Dawnie, what happened," I didn't respond at first, simply allowed Willow to embrace me. I breathed in the scent clearly Willow; a mix of different herbs and….baby formula? I suddenly jerked back staring at her. She was the same old Willow; with the long red hair and the big green eyes. And yet, something was noticeably different about her. The way her skin seemed to glow, how bright the smile was. I turned to see Tara, who looked and smelled the same way. I raised an eyebrow.
"Hey," My eyes widened at the sight of the werewolf who I had never really met. In his arms, he held a baby with bright red hair and big blue eyes.
"You're an aunt," Tara joked, taking the baby from Oz.
"Oh god," I muttered, sighing heavily.
The surprises never stopped.
A/n: Really short, just a little blurb with a lot of meaning. Reviews mean faster updates!