AN: I know. It's been forever. I am profusely sorry, but I do have a life. Okay, I really don't, but hey. As the summary says I reedited the first two chapters, which I do recommend reading or rereading. I told you it's been awhile.

Willow looked at the huge house in awe.

"You live here?" She asked Abby.

"Yes, we live here."

"It's . . . very big. Me and Kennedy's place is a shoe box compared to this."

"A little bigger than a shoe box I'm sure."

"Okay, a little bit."

Abby smiled at the quirky redhead. She had never met anyone like Willow. Especially, in the sense of her being a witch. "What's it like?" Abby asked as they exited her jeep.

"What's what like?"

"Being a witch."

"I don't know."

"How can you not know? How long have you been one?"

"Since I was like 17."

"How are old are you now?"

"Almost 23."

"Wow, nearly six years and you don't know what it's like."

"I don't know how to explain it. Let's just say it's like nothing else in the world. Wait, isn't it a little late for your kids to be up?"

"I am absolutely positive Toby will be up." Just then, a small boy runs out the door in his pajamas.

"Mom," The boy screams.

"Hey, big man," Abby says as she picks him up.

Then, a heavyset woman in an apron comes out, screaming in Portuguese. When she sees Abby, she stops and in English she says, "Hello Mrs. Logan. I was just trying to get our little rugrat to bed, but he doesn't seem to want to listen."

"It's okay, Isabelle. Where's Artemis?" Abby asks the woman.

"She's sleeping, ma'am."

"Okay, I got it from here, thank you. We'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, Isabelle," Toby says, receiving another rant in Portuguese. He giggles. "Where's dad?"

"He's at work, buddy, and me and my friend here are going inside."

"Well, you and your friend have fun," he gets down and starts to walk down the walkway," I'm going out."

Abby picks him up again. "I don't think so. I think you are going to bed."

"But Mom."

"No, go." She kisses him, puts him down and he runs into the house.

"So that's Toby," says Willow.

"Yep, that's mine and Robert's son."

"He's peppy."

"Peppy doesn't even come close to describing it. Come on, I'll show you around."

Kennedy stood, leaning against the wall as Dr. Logan came out of his office.

"Okay, I'm ready. I just talked to Abby. She says that she just showed Willow our place and that we should go to our house."

"Okay, then. You gotta car?"

"Yeah. Come on."

They walked out of the hospital in complete silence, but as they got in the car and Dr. Logan turned and looked at Kennedy.

"What's it like?"

"What?"

"What's it like being a vampire slayer? Did it hurt when you became one?"

"Actually, quiet opposite. It was one of the most amazing things I've ever experienced."

"Okay, next question. What's it like being you know..." Kennedy looked at him; she knew what he meant, but wanted to hear him say it.

"Be like what?" She asked, innocently.

"You know, being someone who..."

"Likes to have sex with other women?"

He puts his head down uncomfortably. "Yes."

"Pretty much the same as you being with a girl. Only we both have the same genitalia."

"Oh. We're gonna go now." He turns on the car and they leave.

On the road, he turns to her again. "Haven't you ever wanted kids? I mean that's gotta be a huge thing for a woman."

Kennedy was a little taken aback by the question. She had honestly never thought about it. "I don't know," she replied.

"Oh." Silence fell. "Okay, this is awkward."

"Yeah, just a little."

Kennedy and Dr. Logan arrived and were greeted by Willow and Abby who were sitting on the front porch.

"Hi, where have you two been?" Abby asked.

"We came straight here, dear." Dr. Logan replied. He leaned down and kissed his wife's forehead. "Did Isabelle make dinner?"

"Yes, it's in the refrigerator."

"Okay, thank you." He went into the house.

"How are you?" Willow asked Kennedy as she sat down.

"I'm fine, Will. However, I don't think Dr. Logan is."

"Kennedy, what did you do to the poor guy?"

"Okay, he asked me what is was like to be a Slayer. That was fine, but then he asked me what it was like to be a lesbian."

Abby started laughing. "What did you tell him?" She asked.

"That the sex was better."

Willow turned 10 shades of red and Abby and Kennedy laughed.

"Kennedy, you can't say that sort of thing to people."

"Why not?"

"Kennedy..."

Abby just continued to laugh and it was only magnified when Dr. Logan came out. Even Willow had to laugh at the thought of Dr. Robert Logan asking Kennedy about lesbianism.

They laughed and talked about themselves all night. These conversations, as well as visits continued for three months. The couples found out different things about each other constantly.

Kennedy showed Abby how to fight and Abby showed Kennedy how to diaper Artemis. Willow was showing Dr. Logan how to decrypt a computer disk. They played with the kids and the Logans' helped Willow with her Portuguese. All four had become friends.

Willow and Kennedy learned that the seemingly young couple was actually, in Dr. Logan's case anyway, were nearing forty. They learned what the kids liked from the times they babysat and Robert and Abby learned about how Willow and Kennedy lived.

Everything seemed to be going perfect for all...at least it was until late one night.