"What's an "Angel"?" Buffy whispered, listening in on the adults' conversation. The two slayers had constructed a fort in the center of the living room. Faith shrugged, her eyes meeting Buffy's for a moment before looking back down at the floor.

"Buffy, come eat your sandwich," Buffy jumped up at her mother's voice, and quickly grabbed Faith's hand.

"Come on, Faithie!" The child stated, slightly confused when Faith had dropped her hand.

"No like," The brunette whispered, her eyes still focused on the carpet. Buffy pursed her lips, as though thinking for a moment before answering.

"She does to like you," She reassured her counterpart, squeezing her hand gently. Faith sighed, though it was obvious by the look on her face that she disagreed. Buffy proceeded to pull her friend to the kitchen, where the rest of the Scooby's sat. Xander bit viciously into his peanut butter and jelly sandwich and Buffy giggled when he came up for air.

"What?" Xander asked, his face stained with his lunch. Buffy's laughter was contagious, and soon all the adults were roaring with it. Faith finally looked up, and a small smile graced her face. A very small smile, mind you. Joyce wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes and turned to her daughter.

"Just peanut butter, right?" Buffy nodded adamantly and narrowed her eyes at Faith. She pointed to the chair next to her and gave the standing girl an exasperated look. Faith's smile disappeared and she scooted onto the same chair as Buffy; ignoring the empty one next to her. Bad girls don't sit in their own chairs. Joyce handed Buffy her sandwich and looked at Faith. "What kind do you want…sweetie," She added the term of endearment at the last minute, knowing that from the look of joy the swept across the girl's face she had never been called anything pleasant. Faith seemed surprised, both by the nickname and the offering.

"She wants the same as me, Mommy," Buffy answered, noticing her friends "deer-in-the-head-lights" look. Faith nodded, before scooting closer to Buffy, who in turn wrapped an arm around her in a half hug and ate her sandwich one hand. Willow instantly felt jealous of the way Buffy was with Faith, but she quickly pushed the feeling away feeling silly. Spike raised an eyebrow, noting the look on the witch's face. He turned his gaze to the two slayers, and pondered for a moment how easy it would be to kill them. He smiled.

"Spike, do you want another sandwich?" Joyce asked, and Spike nodded. He wasn't a monster anymore, at least not to Joyce. Joyce smiled and began spreading the peanut butter on the piece of white bread. Faith munched quietly on her sandwich, cherishing each bite as if it would be her last. Giles sighed and took a sip of his coffee and Willow smiled reassuringly at him.

The doorbell rang, causing the bleach blonde vampire to groan. Joyce patted his shoulder gently as she went to answer the door.

"Joyce, may I use your bathroom?" Wesley asked as the woman lead him, Angel, and Cordelia into the kitchen.

"Sure," She lead him to it, leaving the group behind.

"Angel, Cordelia," Giles greeted, cleaning his glasses. Xander glared at him. He shrugged and turned back to the others.

"Hi," Cordy greeted, her eyes were set on the two children, both of whom were whispering to each other.

"Buffy," Angel whispered, his eyes wide. She looked up at him and cocked her head.

"Who are you?" She asked, biting her lip in concentration.

"I'm Angel,"

"But you're a boy,"

"Yes, I am…"

"That's a girl's name!" Buffy stated, causing Spike to laugh and almost choke on his sandwich. Cordy used her hand to cover her smiling mouth, as her eyes drifted to Faith, who was staring intently into her cup of milk. Buffy, forgetting all about Angel, turned back to Faith. The brunette grabbed her hand, and Buffy navigated them into the living room.

"Hey Angel," Willow greeted, smiling at the vampire. He nodded in return and turned to Giles.

"What are we…" He was cut off.

"OOOOOOOOOO PRETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTY!" There was the obvious noise of a cross bow being fired and something glass shattering. "FAITHIE YOUR TURN!"

"Oh god," Giles muttered, cleaning his glasses.

A/n: There was some funny stuff, not an uber lot though. Review please!!! I'm just curious but in one of my reviews someone mentioned that Faith's mother was ncie to her. I'm just curious where they got this information...I've always thought she was the "bad mommy" thing...