"Explain to me again why the two of us have to go out and look for these demons together? Spike grumbled.

"Because, Buffy and Faith are very tired from fighting those demons last night. We have to go in their place."

"Yeah, but why am I stuck out here with you?"

"Don't ask me. It was Buffy's idea." Angel answered. They walked along the side of the road leading out of Sunnydale. It seemed the most likely place for the gods to be hiding out. "She thinks that we fight well together, at least that's what she told me when I asked her."

"She never pays attention to us anymore. Ever since Faith got out of prison and came back out here they've been attached by the hip." Angel said as they walked into the woods to their left. "I helped save the world, you know."
"Like I haven't."
"Yeah, but I've done it a lot more."

Spike rolled his eyes. "Oh, please."

Angel ducked under some overhanging branches. "I closed the hellmouth."

"I've done that."

"You know, I helped kill the mayor and, uh,…"

Spike looked over at Angel. "Do those really count as savin' the world?"

"I stopped Acathla. That saved the world." Angel pointed out.

"Buffy ran you through with a sword."

"Yeah, but I made her do it. I signaled her with my eyes."

"She killed you. I helped her!" Spike pointed to himself. "That one counts as mine."

The next morning only a few people showed up in the kitchen. Buffy, Faith, Willow and Tara were all still asleep upstairs. Angel and Spike hadn't come back from patrolling the night before, everyone assumed that they had taken refuge from the sun somewhere in Sunnydale. So it was just Giles, Xander, Anya, and Dawn sitting around the island in the Summers kitchen.

"So how long do you think it's gonna take for Buffy and Faith to defeat the new big bads in town this time?" Xander asked.

Giles sighed. "I don't believe that it is going to be as easy as you make sound. These are demi-gods. Granted they aren't up to Glory's caliber, but they aren't your average demons. We also have to find out where they are staying before we can even think of taking them on in combat."

Suddenly Angel and Spike burst through the kitchen door, covered in thick blankets and steaming. "I think we can help you with that one." Angel slid down the wall furthest from any light streaming through the kitchen windows.

Giles and Dawn moved to shut the blinds, while Xander and Anya helped the two vampires shed their protective coverings.

"You might want to wake the little girlies up, then." Spike winced as Anya peeled cloth off of burned skin. "I don't want to have to say this twice."

Dawn ran upstairs to Buffy's room while Xander and Giles helped Angel and Spike to the basement, where there was the least amount of light possible. Anya busied herself with getting ice and water, to help soothe the burns.

Upstairs Dawn decided to wake Willow and Tara up first, and let them deal with waking the two, most likely very tired and cranky, slayers. She knocked on their door softly at first, asking if the witches were awake yet. When they didn't answer she knocked again, harder, and again, until she got a very sleepy and half-dressed Willow to open the door.

"Hey Dawnie." Willow mumbled. "What's the rush? Do we have a crisis?"

Dawn shook her head. "Naw, but Angel and Spike are back from patrol and they said that they found something important. I'm supposed to get you guys and Buffy and Faith downstairs. You want me to go and wake them up too?"

Willows' head snapped up. "Umm, no. No, uh, that's ok, really. I'm sure me and Tara can manage to get them out of bed fine." She made shooing motions with her hand. " Go downstairs and let everyone know that we'll be down in a few minutes."

Dawn tilted her head. "Are you sure there isn't something you aren't telling me, 'cause you're acting kinda weird."

Willow smiled nervously. "No, no, nooo. Everything is fine, everything's fine, go downstairs and help Angel and Spike, I'll take care of everything up here."

Dawn sighed. "Fine, fine, don't involve me in anything that's going on. See if I care if I'm left out of everything." She threw up her hands as she walked downstairs.

Willow shut the door and walked back to the bed, fully awake after attempting to keep Dawn from walking into anything she shouldn't see. Tara sat up, covering herself with the sheets. "Angel and Spike are back?"

Willow nodded. "And Dawn was about to go running into Buffy's room to wake her and Faith up."

Tara sighed. "I hope they're asleep and not getting rid of some of that slayer energy I keep hearing about."

Faith yawned and looked around her, confused for a second before she remembered where she was. She looked down and saw Buffy nestled in her arms and smiled. Then she heard a knock on the door and nearly jumped a foot out of the bed. Buffy sat up, and moaned. "Can't they just let us sleep for once?" She said, pulling the covers back over her head.

Faith pulled them back down. "Apparently not. Now get a shirt on or something, it might be dawn or one of the guys."

They both scrambled to get dressed as quickly and as quietly as possible, the result being Faith in a rumpled pink tank top and leather pants, and Buffy in pink pajama pants and Faiths corset top from last night. Buffy was still attempting to tie the shirt together so Faith got up to answer the door. As she cracked it open she saw a perky Willow standing with her hand up about to knock again. "What do you want." She mumbled.

Willow smiled nervously. "Um, well, is Buffy in there too? Because Spike and Angel are back and they want to talk to you two."

Buffy saw that it was Willow at the door, and asked her to come inside the room. "Hey Will." She smiled. "There's something I want to tell you about me and Faith."

From across the room Faith raised an eyebrow, but leaned against the wall and didn't say anything.

Willow sat down on the bed next to Buffy, internally laughing at her attempts to tie the corset shirt together. It had ended up rather lopsided, but Buffy ignored that and focused on talking to her best friend. "Will, you know how you and Tara are...together?"

"Yeah…" Willow nodded. By now she had guessed what was going on but wanted Buffy to finish.

"Well, that's the way that we, me and Faith, feel about each other." Buffy smiled. Faith walked over to the bed and took Buffys hand. "I know that it's probably weird and a shock and everything, but I figured you would be ok with the idea, 'cause of Tara and everything, and-"

Willow cut her off, seeing the frantic look her friend was sporting. "Buffy, we kinda already figured out that the two of you are together."

"'We'?" Faith asked.

"We as in everybody?" Buffy looked even more frantic then she had a few seconds ago. "How does everybody know? How did they find out? Is it really that obvious?"

Willow smirked. "We as in Tara and me. No one else knows, as far as I can tell."

"How did you figure us out?" Faith asked.

"Well, its not like you guys are exactly subtle." Tara spoke up, standing in the doorway. "At least, not to us. I think everyone else is a bit more oblivious though."

Faith smiled. "Could you not tell anyone else? We kinda need to figure out how this is gonna work first."

Both Tara and Willow nodded.

"Thanks you guys. Its nice not having to pretend around you. But I think we should wait a while before telling everyone else."

"Yeah…particularly not Spike or Angel." Willow said.