"I'm doing fine, Will."

She was. It had been awhile since their sexual encounter eighteen months ago. Sure, before that point in time she was a mess, but after that night with her Willow, more like the conversation with Faith the next morning, she felt happy again. Happy at the fact that she got to be with her again.

"That's good." They stood there uncomfortably for a minute.

"You wanna sit?" Kennedy asked.

"Yes, thank you." Willow went to the sofa and sat down. After Kennedy flipped off the television she joined her.

"So...what have you been up to?" Kennedy asked, trying desperately to break the silence. "Other than moving Buffy and Dawn."

"I've um...been working on my powers a lot. ...spending time with Xander and his baby."

"Yeah, I met um...Mikhail, was it?...at the Slayer school. He was cute. He had his father's ears."

"Yeah, he's a little Xander alright."

"How old's he now?"

"A little over one and a half. He can walk now and...," she laughed, "...he does this thing with his cheeks when he's..." She trailed off when she realized Kennedy was staring at her, smiling. "What?"

She looked away. "Nothing. It's just...," she looked back up, "...you have the cutest little smile." They looked at each other, silently taking in the feeling of familiarity in the looks.

"Kennedy, I have to tell you something."

"Yeah." They didn't break eye contact.

"I have a girlfriend."

Before the sun even rose to the horizon, Kennedy was up and out of her hotel room; she payed the bill and was gone. She knew if she was there when Willow woke up all hell would break loose. All hell being all of the feelings and emotions Kennedy felt. It had taken her a long time to get back some semblance of her life. She knew if she stayed, her and Willow would hurt each other again. She couldn't go though that. ...so she left.

She headed straight for the person that she believed had been the cause of the previous nights occurrence...Faith. Her car pulled up in front of Faith's apartment building and she jetted out of the car.

As she approached the door to Faith's apartment, she was even more fired up than she had been not 10 minutes ago. She banged on the door, not caring who she woke. It only took a couple of pounds for Faith to open.

"What the fuck is...Brat, what are you doing?"

"How could you tell Willow I was here? I thought I told you not to open that up." She entered and instantly started pacing.

"No, you didn't tell me anything like that. When we were talking about Red you just blew me off and got pissy."

"So what should that have told you?" Faith shrugged. "Are you fucking stupid or is it you just don't care?"

"A little bit of both actually."

"This isn't funny, Faith." She glared at her.

"I don't understand why you're freaking out so much. What happened?"

Kennedy sighed and looked at Faith, worried. "We slept together."

Faith eyes went wide. "What?"

"We slept together." Kennedy's tone was calmer than it had been the entire conversation. She looked at Faith's shocked expression and sighed. "We slept together." Kennedy, overtaken by confusion and sadness, backed up onto the coffee table. "We slept together." She covered her face with her hands as the tears began to roll down her cheeks. Through sobs, "We slept together." Faith walked over to her friend and wrapped her arms around her.