Author Note: The Next Few Chapters are basicly Luke/Emma Wes/Liz and Nick/Dawn drama. Some laughs, some tears, but not really anything fluffy. Ok, maybe so fluff, and maybe some Superfluff (LOL Nook) but it is just a big blob of angsty goodness .


Elizabeth Wattson woke up to the sound of banging on her wall. Turning on her side she saw that her room window was opened. Crawling out of bed, she peeked out to see Wesley on the roof, renailing the shutters to the house.

"Hey" said Liz weakly. Wesley turned to her and immediately looked at the floor of the roof.

"Sorry to have waken you." he whispered.

"It's ok," she said gently. He was again acting like a wild animal, any sudden movements and she is afraid he might storm off. "I was getting up anyways."

"Emma said if you don't have your memory within a week, then you can go home... try to salvage what you had with Giles," he whispered.

"Where is Emma?"

"She and the others got sent back to Cleveland."

"Oh...well...ok then" she sighed. 6 days, she can do that and maybe she can help Wesley. Of course not the way everyone expected her to, she wasn't going to give him hugs and kisses. Yet she was going to do like she had done so many times with people they had saved with the scoobies, or the uncertain slayers. Make them know that they have a friend. She had majored in Physiology and knew she had to be careful with Wesley. "Ummm I'm going to get some food, there isn't much here and I-"

"Going into town might make you remember yeh." he sighed keeping his eyes on the ground.

"Yeh, well I'll...I'll see you later." she said smiling weakly.

"Yeh, bye" he sighed and went back to his simply chore of nailing the shutters back up.


"Luke what is wrong with you?"

"Don't you get it Maggie? It's over! I think your just some selfish self center bitch who only cares about herself."

"Luke come on, we both now that isn't true." she said seductively. "You know very well, I think of you plenty of times," she said playing with his collar. "Now come on, lets go think about you some more." Yet when Luke grabbed her wrist she let go. He merely glared at her.

"Stop embaressing yourself." He snatched his hands off her wrists and turned to walk away, there stood Emma. She looked up at him confused, angry and hurt. He merely locked eyes with her before turning to his left and leaving in that direction.


"Hey Wesley? I'm back," she said coming in with groceries in her hands.

"You called me Wesley," he said from the stairs.

"That's your name isn't it?" she asked curiously. Wesley merely looked at the floor of the stairs.

"Yes" he whispered.

"So you wanna help me?"

"Oh yes of course." he said jogging down the stairs taking some of the bags. She went back outside and got some more groceries from the Jeep she and Robin had rented when they got off the airplane.

"Wow" said Liz coming back in and finally realizing how much work he got down within an hours time. The entrance hall or the small area when you first entered was clean, sweeper, the windows wiped, and the floor washed. Yet the rest of the house still looked old and weary. "You clean?"

"Yeh, and cook." he sighed as he turned on the stove and put the frying pan on.

"Really? Like what?" she asked coming in to sit in the kitchen.

"My specialty is grilled cheese," he said giving her a weak crooked smile that Liz found incredibly adorable.

"That's ok with me." she replied gently giving him her own small smile.


"So Nick you gonna kiss me now or what?" asked Dawn as they left the dinner on thier date. Nick laughed as he swooped down and kissed her softly. She was about 2 years younger then him yet it didn't matter; she was still and always will be his DD. His best friend when they where younger. When she was younger she rarely ever slept with Robin after she had a night mare, she'd go to RJ, or Nick as he is now called. Back then she was like his younger sister, yet those 8 years apart, allowed them to distant there relationship enough for them to finally see each other. Nick crisscrossed fingers with Dawn as she giggled and they continued thier date.
"Hey Wes-" she heard a loud thud and a sudden

"Ouch" she looked and saw he was in the kitchen under the sink and had sat up and hit his head hard on the plumbing.

"Oh my gosh I'm sorry." she said weakly running over to him.

"Quite alright." he laughed lightly, yet Liz knew it...she saw it when they locked eyes. He was still hurting to damm much. This man, looked as if he would never even hurt a fly, much less his family. He then did the unexpected, he pecked her on the cheek. A few things flashed before Liz's eyes.

"Hey Liz" said a young version of Robin entering the book store.

"Hey Wren, where's your other half?"

"Mattie? He's coming." he grinned as a younger version of Wesley walked into her bookstore, led by a jet-black wolf, he had shades covering his eyes. He was blind...

"Ummm...I-I-I better go, ummm I have to go dust and sweep upstairs."

"Yeh sure." sighed Wesley going back under the sink obviously hurt.


Luke watched Emma sit on a park bench with Roger. He looked much like his uncle. High cheek bones, glass's, and that whole "safe warm British librarian" thing going for him. They where snuggling, yet Emma caught Lukas high who was staring up at them from a bottom of the hill. It was his turn to just stare. And it was her turn to just get up and walk away.
The progress they made that day was incredible. Both not wanting to remembers...so they concentrated on working alone in the interior. The place actually started to look like a home.

"Umm Liz?" yelled Wesley from the entrance hallway upstairs. "I ordered some pizza if you want some."

"Umm yeh thanks." she sighed from upstairs and turned to pick up her broom. It had moved to the corner. "How did the- " suddenly she saw the broom move. "Oh no...this place is haunted." she whispered and ran downstairs. "Wesley !" she shouted as she came over to him and went into his arms. "T-t-theirs a ghost." she stuttered. "Come on." as she took his hand and pulled him into the nearest closest. Wesley turned on the lights.

"What?" she turned off the lights pulling the string and the single light bulb went out.

"A ghost" Wesley turned it back on.

"Are you sure?" he asked. Liz turned it back off.

"Yes" Wesley turned it back on.

"Stay here" he whispered, and Liz didn't turn it back off she just stared at his big blue eyes.

"Ok...be careful." she whispered Wesley left.

He came back 10 minutes later and closes the closest door behind him and turned on the light.

"Done"

"You did it?" she asked.

"Yeh, he was here the last time."

"How did you get rid of him without a spell h-"

"Why?"

"What?"

"Why?" he asked again a small smile playing on his lips/

"Why am I what?"

"Why?"

"Why am I here?"

"Why?"

"Because I have to get some memories back."

"Why?"

"Because I feel empty without them, I guess"

"Why?"

"Because of you." she yelled. He stopped speaking. "Your in my dreams, every night...I think without you...my life...it isn't whole." she whispered.

"That's how I got rid of the ghost."

"Huh?"

"Just kept on asking it Why...that's how little Joni got rid of it last time." he said before turning off the lights and leaving her in the closest.


Luke sat on the park bench where he and Maggie broke up, and he saw Emma and Roger cuddling.

"How do you think thier doing?"

"Who?" he asked not turning around already knowing who is was.

"Matt, and Liz...think they're helping each other?"

"Liz doesn't need that much help minus her memory."

"Everyone has thier own problems. That's why there's that other person, that can make you that better person."

"I don't need a love lesson from you Nick."

"Look Luke" said Nick sitting next to his best friend. "I have known you and Emma for a long time. I know you two better then anyone ever will. Not even Liz, Matt or yourselves know you better then I do."

"Right back at cha Nick." said Luke giving him a crooked smile.

"I can name your faults." sighed Nick, "and why Emma is the one who pushes you to be better."

"Ok Nick if you know so much then tell me." said Luke throwing his hands up in the air.

"You care to much of what people think you, just like your brother. You want to live up to everyone expectations nothing more and nothing less. That's why he hasn't come clean about who and what he is and that's why you never will. Yet when your around Emma, she is the only other person in the world to you. You'll go around screaming your part god if she asked you to." he said. "Think about it." he merely said and he left Luke alone on the park bench to think.


"Wesley?" yelled Liz outside, it was pouring outside and lighting and thundering, he had gone down to the garden shed to get some supplies. Liz gulped not believing she was doing this as she ran into the rain. She opened the garden shed door to see Wesley standing there, on the counter his back up against the wall. One knee propped out the other out straight. Was that rain or tears streaming down his face. She was on the other side of him so he didn't see her at first. She heard his voice crack, oh god he was crying... like at Abby's funeral.

"Why?" he whispered to himself in pain. Liz felt her own tears well up in her eyes, why did she cry for this man? She didn't even know-god why?

"Wesley?" she whispered. He immediately wiped away the tears and sat up straight.

"Elizabeth" when he said her full name... wow... it made her heart race once more.

"Wesley...what's wrong?"

"Everything" he whispered in that deep voice.

"Wesley no, please Wesley don't give up." she whispered, yet she didn't plan on saying it, it just came from her heart... He looked up at her startled.

"You used to say that to me all the time." he whispered confused.

"Wesley... I don't understand ever- ok I don't understand anything that's going but I do understand this." she then walked over to him calmly. "You are a good man, your a really good man who would never hurt a soul, you were forced to it. I understand, you aren't all pure, but it's not your fault. You were just born that way," she whispered. "Just don't give up on everything because then you are just letting the darkness within you to win." she whispered. He just looked up at her, wide-eyed.

"Elizabeth I-"

"Come on, let's go back into the house," she whispered. He nodded as the pair ran out in to the storm and back into the Pryce manor, not needing to say another word to each other that night.