She didn't tell them, but of course she didn't tell them. How wiggy was it that she saw a ghost…she shuddered simply at the thought. As she walked home, staring at her worn sneakers, she tried to figure out the possibilities. The woman's voice echoed in her head.

'You're beautiful'

Maybe it was a lesbian ghost…or someone who knew her. Did she know anyone who was dead? Holtz, but he kind of lacked in the breast department so it definitely wasn't him. As she approached the hotel, she took a deep breath.

"Hey, what took you so long?" Connor asked, his hands moving steadily over the axe as he cleaned its blade.

"Stray vamp," She allowed the lie to breeze easily through her lips. She saw Faith's eyes narrow from the barstool, as though the Slayer had predicted such a response. Ria figured that since she herself had told so many lies, she was able to detect them. She held the brunette's gaze, before the older woman finally looked away. She nodded to her brother, before walking upstairs. From her sparsely decorated room, she could hear the low singing from Melody's bedroom. Lorne was in there, attempting to soothe her excited sister. She knew Angel and Cordy also occupied the room, looking over the horned demon's shoulder as to assure that their baby was fine. Duskie was settled in her own room, having been checked on by her not ten minutes previously. She stripped herself of her dirt caked clothing, stepping into her bathroom.

"God, I really need to eat more," She muttered, turning to her side to stare at her transparent stomach. Her ribs poked out profusely, marring the flesh. There were scars placed randomly about her body, and she touched each lightly remembering their origins. She turned the water on hot, before pulling a towel from the cabinet. After washing away the dust and grime from the nights' fight, Rianna pulled on underwear and a tank top and slipped into bed, her eyes landing on the picture at the side of her bed. It was a portfolio drawing of her parents, given to her by Connor. Shadows covered her mother's face, so her image was barely recognizable. She had never seen the blonde slayer, for all pictures of her stayed hidden. Her father didn't love her anymore, at least not in this world.

Did they miss her? In whatever dimension she was from, did they miss her? Or did they already have a family, two little boys and a dog. A picket fence and a pool. She imagined it, imagined the perfections. One of the boys would be blonde, corn field blonde, while the others hair would be dark as night. Anthony and David; those two names seem to have fit best. Or maybe after the people they knew; Liam and Alexander. She heard the knocking on the door, and turned to face it as she pulled the covers to cloak her.

"Yes?" Lorne walked in, smiling sympathetically at her.

"Hey, Sweet Pea," She sat up, the white comforter clutched to her chest.

"What's up," He sat next to her, pulling her wet hair into his green hands. He began to braid it.

"I was worried about you. Got some serious scary vibes when you stepped through that door,"

"I'm alright. Vamp just shook me up a bit, is all,"

"I know a lie when I hear one, Honey-bun."

"I'm sorry, Lorne, I just…"

"Think I'll think you're a freak when I hear. Baby girl, I'm green. Nothing's a freak as far as I'm concerned,"

"A woman came to me in the grave yard tonight," Ria started, calmed by his hands rhythmic movements. "She told me I was beautiful," His eyebrow raise caused her to giggle. "She called me "My beautiful girl"…acted like she knew me. She was so pretty, Lorne, with flowing blonde hair and these huge green eyes. It was amazing. She felt so…real…peaceful, ya know? But terrifying at the same time,"

"I understand that. Did you feel like you knew her?" He took the hair tie she offered him, and looped it gently around the end of the braid, allowing it to fall.

"Yeah,"

"Would you honor me in a song. Let me get an image," She bit her lip, thinking for a moment.

"Promise you wont make fun of me?" He laughed at her, patting her hand, and nodded. Her voice was deep and throaty, echoing throughout the room. He closed his eyes, allowing the images to wash over him.

'Buck up, Rianna, you're a Holtz, damn it" Holtz lashed out, punching the small girl about Melly's age across the face. 'Kill it, damn it, kill it,'

'Daddy, I can't' The ten year old stared at her adopted father, teas shining in her eyes. She thrust her sword into the belly of the demon. The tears fell as she stared at the corpse.

"Connor, you cant leave me,"

"I have to, Katty…I'll come back...I promise,"

"You are beautiful,"

"Who the hell are you?"

Lorne stared at the image of the woman, recognition hitting him like a sword in the gut. His eyes snapped open, and he stared at the girl in front of him.

"We have a problem,"

A/n: Any guesses as to who the woman is? Put em in the review.