REPRECUSSIONS

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for the ones that I created like Amy, Kelli, and Alyssa.

Author's Note: Thank you to all for reading this story, I hope that you liked it. If anyone wants to pick up Willow's story as she hunts Kennedy, Lysette, and Rhona down just drop me a line and we'll talk. Again thank you to all that have read the story.

EPILOGUE

6 Months Later…

"How is she," Wesley asked softly from his side of the bed as Faith slowly shut the door behind her and pulled of her stocking hat.

"As fine as she could be considering the fact that she's sixth months pregnant with the spawn of a man that tried to end the world," Faith replied softly with a large yawn before she shrugged her coat and scarf to the floor before sitting down at the desk and yanking her shoes and socks off.

"Does she still have the nightmares," Wesley asked with a concerned look on his face as Faith fumbled with her frozen hands to unbuckle the top button on her jeans.

"Unfortunately…," Faith mumbled back in reply as she finally got the top button and slid her stiff jeans off, shuddering a bit before she pulled off her thin shirt and throwing it on the floor beside her jeans.

"Don't you think that you should pick some of that up, even though we have a cleaning service that cleans this place up for us you should still…," Wesley started to say before Faith finished stripping and let her bra and panties fall to the floor at her feet.

"Can this all wait Wes…I'm fucking freezing over here," Faith called back with a shiver as she wrapped her arms around her stomach and tried to rub some warmth back into them, not noticing Wesley staring at a location just above her crossed arms. "Perv…," Faith grumbled with a playful look of scorn on her face as she guessed what had caught Wesley's attention.

"You can't blame me this time Faith, come here," Wesley stated with a warm smirk on his face before he sat up in bed and pulled back the covers to reveal that Faith wasn't the only one devoid of clothing. Faith hid a smile as best she could as she slowly walked over to the bed and climbed in, trying to act as if she was being forced into this rather than reveal the truth, the truth that she loved the feeling of her lover's hot mouth against her icy skin. It didn't take very long before the light went out in there room and Faith wasn't cold anymore.

After the destruction of over seventy five percent of the city of Sunnydale Faith and Wesley had taken Angel up on the offer that he had spoken with Faith about prior to the final battle. Now six months later they were set up as a satellite branch of Angel Investigations, with their office situated in an area of prime real estate and their home consisting of a large trio of loft apartments that Andrew had remarked looked at first like the set of the movie Ghost. Faith and Wesley had taken Andrew and Alyssa with them, hoping to both reform the former villain and to help the now young pregnant potential put as much distance between herself and the memory of Ethan Rayne as she could get. Faith had quickly appointed herself as Alyssa's official guardian, helping the young woman get around town and look for a place to work. Unlike the other potentials Alyssa was only three months away from her eighteenth birthday and after hearing about the baby her parents had cut her off completely. Wesley had become her tutor in the hope of helping her graduate high school with the rest of her class and thus give her enough free time for the baby. Andrew had come along mostly because neither Angel nor Buffy nor Giles had wanted to take him in. Faith had protested at first but her objections had for the most part stopped when Wesley had whispered into her ear that the nerd would make good bait.

Angel remained the head of Wolfram and Hart in Los Angeles with Gunn and Fred as his two most trusted advisors and Cordelia as his second in command. After the final battle, where Gunn had dropped every remaining bomb that Wolfram and Hart had left in Sunnydale to break through the ceiling of the room in which the final battle had taken place in, Connor had been accepted at USC. Connor had found that he was actually quite good at playing basketball and after much mockery had proven himself at tryouts. Angel had been confused at first before Cordelia had mentioned that with Connor playing basketball Angel would be able to watch every single game like any other spectator.

Molly and Kelli had returned with Buffy and Spike to the mansion that Gunn had picked out for them, with Spike asking Angel for one favor before for the most part the two buried the hatchet of animosity between them for what Buffy hoped to be forever. After two months of rabid construction Buffy had awoken one morning with Spike at her side to find a large glass dome standing in their backyard. When she had roused Spike and questioned him about it he had whispered to her, while trailing a line of seductive kisses down the side of her neck, that it was an early Christmas present. At first Buffy hadn't understood, but later that day it became crystal clear to her. Spike had invited Angel and the others over and for the first time in many decades Angel and Spike were able to spend an afternoon, out under the sun, with the women that they loved. They were finally allowed to have a semi normal picnic, thanks in no small part to the glass enclosure composed entirely of necro-tinted windows, fully protecting them from the sun. Connor had arrive late with his first real girlfriend and spent much of the afternoon trying to convince her that he wasn't a freak and that Angel and Spike would not try to kill her.

Giles had set up a new kind of council in what remained of Sunnydale, using the emblem of the phoenix for the new gathering. He had taken the head role himself, mostly since there was none other, save Wesley, that was even close to being up to the job. Willow had agreed to join but only after she had hunted down and dusted Lysette and Rhona and their newest sister Kennedy. The three vampires had become a triumvirate of evil, staying under the radar as best that they could while they cut of swath of destruction across the world. The three were almost inseparable, with their bed in their nest filling nearly half the room, and every one of their minions swearing to serve only them. Soon after the destruction of Sunnydale Willow had gathered some supplies and taken off on a personal crusade to not rest until all three were nothing but dust on the ground. As a result of her massive power usage during the final battle Willow's magic had been stretched to its limits and she had guessed that it would take weeks if not months before it would return. Oz had gone with her, although mostly at Xander's insistence as he, Anya, and the potentials had moved into the few remaining houses in Sunnydale that hadn't been destroyed as a result of the battle. Dawn had hoped to patch things up with Buffy but in no uncertain terms Buffy had told them all to act as if they never knew her, insisting that if they had anything that they wanted to say to her that they should go through Angel. Hoping to ease the tension a bit, and hoping to keep himself from killing Xander, Angel had bought the entire town of Sunnydale and set about rebuilding it. It had been an easy task since no contractor came anywhere near Sunnydale after hearing rumors as to the cause of the destruction. Xander had been put in charge of rebuilding the city and took the task to heart, taking great pride in the fact twenty years later when the city was finally back to normal. Robin had left with Sam and Riley, who had tried for a bit before splitting up and leaving California. Riley had been promoted and took an office far away from the west coast while Robin joined the Initiative and soon found himself helping Sam with her rehabilitation and later much more.

The bonds of love and friendship that once existed between Scoobies was gone, replaced with new bonds with new people that would need time to develop. All in all Giles hoped that one day everyone would join together and past sins would be forgiven, but he wasn't going to hold his breath.

END OF EPILOGUE