Author's note: Sorry for the delay in updating but I was away on holiday for a couple of weeks, celebrating the fact that I passed my exams. So I'm ready to be unleashed on the public now so beware! Anywho this chapter is just a small filler that was supposed to be on the end of the last chapter but my wee fingers got sore from typing so I decided to make it a chapter of it's own (Hence the part two). But I'm giving you all a word of warning there is a badly written love scene between two females in this chapter so if you don't like that kind of thing then turn away now, and tune in next chapter. If you do like that kind of thing then carry on reading but don't say I didn't warn you. ((Oh and this chapter follows on directly after the last chapter, encase you where wondering lol.)) Thanks again for the reviews :-)

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Chapter 30 (Part two)

OUTSKIRTS OF SUNNYDALE - NIGHT

Wesley shifted uncomfortably, and clasped his hands tight to his chest to protect them from the cool wind. He had been standing outside in the same spot for the past hour and a half and he was getting bored. Call him naive but he thought that Kennedy's ceremony would have been a bit more exciting but so far all that had been happening was chanting, which was always dull and he couldn't really see much from his position which was well out of the way of the proceedings.

Olmeck hadn't been pleased when he found out that Wesley was joining them for the ceremony, but seeing as it was important to Kennedy he had relented and allowed Wesley to attend. However only on the condition that he stand as far away as possible so that he didn't interrupt the crucial process. He was just able to see Kennedy who was standing in the middle of the clearing next to Olmeck, they where surrounded by hundreds of Daywalkers who had formed a large circle around them. From what Wesley understood about the ceremony, it had something to do with gathering energy from the moon, the circle was used to harness the energy until it could be directed at, and absorbed by a source, whom in this case was Kennedy.

Wesley stared intently at the scene before him as the chanting stopped, an eerie silence now filled the clearing. Olmeck moved to stand close behind Kennedy, and gently clasped her neck in his hand. He gently tilted her head to the side and lowered his head to drink from her. Kennedy gasped in a mixture of pain and pleasure at the strange sensation coursing through her body. The Daywalkers resumed their chanting which was increasing to a fast tempo. Several small orbs of light now appeared in the centre of the circle and began to float around Kennedy and Olmeck, as the chanting increased the orbs flew faster and faster until they where both a blur of light. Wesley watched in fascination as Olmeck raised his head from Kennedy's neck and reached into his pocket, from which he produced an ornate dagger. Which Wesley absently noticed as being one of the daggers of Anubis. Olmeck raised the dagger into the air before plunging it deep into Kennedy's back, pining one of the orbs to her shoulder. He produced another dagger from his other pocket and did the same with the second orb, which he embedded in her other shoulder.

Wesley had to fight the urge to rush towards Kennedy, his instincts screaming at him to help her, however he knew to do so would result in his death. Kennedy screamed in pain as the light from the orbs grew brighter and brighter until he had to turn away for fear of being blinded. The chanting had now reached a frenzied pace and was echoing violently round the clearing, mixing with Kennedy's screams of pain. And then it stopped.

At first Wesley could hear and see nothing, the chanting still ringing in his ears and spots of light where dancing in front of his eyes. When these feelings faded he was shocked at what he saw. His Kennedy was no longer standing in front of him. What had replaced her was a monster. Her skin was a bluish grey and she had bat like wings sprouting from her shoulders. Talons adorned her feet while her hands possessed razor sharp claws. Her face slightly resembled that of a wolves and from her back sprouted a tail which had a large bladelike claw on the end. All semblance of humanity had vanished, and if Wesley hadn't been so horrified he would have wept.

BUFFY'S HOUSE

Buffy was currently sitting on the sofa watching Television whilst Faith took a shower upstairs. The covens spell had been successful and the news was full of weather warnings. When they'd driven back from the Garou camp they'd seen cars packed with people and their belongings, already fleeing Sunnydale, at this rate the place would be deserted before night fall. Buffy had given her mom a summary of the upcoming apocalypse and had also managed to convince her to leave town for a few days, with the promise that both Faith and herself would be careful. So far so good, everything appeared to be going to plan.

The only thing that was troubling Buffy was the silence, ever since they'd returned to the house Faith had been unusually quiet, and Buffy could only guess that it had something to do with what she and Drake had spoken about. Buffy had decided to try and give Faith some space to see if it would help but it just seemed to make things worse, and Faith had all but clammed up. The last thing Buffy wanted, was for them to spend (even though she hated to admit it) what could be their last night together, in tense silence. Determination coursing through her veins, she turned off the Television and headed upstairs. She would find out what was troubling Faith even if it killed her.

BUFFY'S ROOM

Faith stood in front of the mirror staring solemnly at her reflection, the cuts and bruises from her fight with Kennedy where already beginning to fade. The only thing that was bothering her was the wound on her leg, which was stubbornly refusing to heal. The last thing she needed was a handicap in the battle tomorrow, she didn't want to endanger anybody by slowing them down. Sighing she ran a hand through her still damp hair. Strangely enough tomorrow's battle was the least of her worries, yes she was scared about tomorrow, she was scared for Buffy and her brother, scared that she would lose people she cared about and loved, but there was nothing she could do to prevent any of it from happening. No, the main thing that was troubling her was how to tell Buffy about the dreams she'd been having and the violent…..urges.

She didn't want to burden Buffy with more of her problems and mar what could be their last night together. However if she waited until after the battle to tell her, Faith knew that she would keep putting it off until it was too late to do something about it.

She was that deep in thought that she never heard Buffy enter the room, and nearly leapt out of her skin when she felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around her waist. Buffy lay her chin on Faith's shoulder and met her gaze in the mirror.

"Hey." Buffy said quietly, gently kissing the soft skin of Faith's neck.

"Hey." Faith answered, she rubbed Buffy's arms gently. "I'm sorry for giving you the cold shoulder." she said watching Buffy's face intently in the mirror, she could see the concern written plainly on her face and felt a stab of guilt knowing that she'd caused it.

"It's okay, I just wish you'd tell me what's troubling you." She replied. "I love you and I care about you, don't forget that." she said seriously. Faith turned around in Buffy's arms and kissed her softly.

"I know, I love you too B." she said, resting her head against Buffy's. "It's just-" Faith hesitated, and in that split second she knew that she couldn't tell Buffy about the dreams, at least not tonight. Her problems where nothing compared to the apocalypse they where going to face tomorrow. "- I'm worried about tomorrow." she said, technically it wasn't a lie, so why did she feel guilty.

Buffy sighed gently. "Me too." she said quietly. "I can't help thinking that this could be our last night-" Faith placed her finger over Buffy's lips, silencing her.

"Don't." she whispered softly, "Let's forget about tomorrow and just enjoy tonight."

"I don't think I can." Buffy said sadly, Faith cupped her cheek and drew her into a passionate kiss, they stayed that way for what felt like hours, only breaking apart for air. "Okay I think I'm beginning to." she said smiling up at Faith, before pulling her lips back down to hers.

Faith sensing Buffy's need gently guided them back towards the bed, Buffy felt the back of her knees hit the bed before she fell back with Faith on top of her, bouncing slightly. They both laughed softly, staring into each others eyes. Buffy tenderly caressed Faith's cheek, "I love you."

Faith smiled "I love you too." she gave Buffy a quick peck on the lips. "And I want to show you how much I love you." She ran her hands up Buffy's sides, pulling her top up with them. Buffy raised her hands above her head, allowing Faith to pull her top off, before it was hastily thrown across the room. Buffy arched against Faith's touch as she ran her hand up her chest, desire gripped Buffy and she ripped Faith's top off in her need to feel Faith's skin against hers. Faith briefly mourned the loss of her top, before trailing kisses down Buffy's neck. She nipped gently at her pulse point before trailing her way down her chest. She felt Buffy's hands clench in her hair and heard her gasp as she gently took her nipple in her teeth, flicking it with her tongue. Buffy groaned and arched against her, her hands moving down to caress Faith's back.

Faith slid her hand down over Buffy's stomach, feeling the muscles twitching beneath her palm, before stopping at the top of Buffy's thigh, teasing her slightly, before trailing down to her centre. Buffy dug her nails into Faith's back as Faith's fingers entered her, her hips bucked wildly against Faith's hand, before settling into a rhythm. She pulled Faith's head down to meet hers and kissed her passionately, Faith moaned into her mouth when she felt Buffy's hand run down her chest, the other gripping her back hard. Soon after she felt Buffy enter her and matched her rhythm.

The room was filled with the sounds of their laboured breathing as they memorized each other inside out, not wanting the moment to end. They both climaxed together, calling out each others names. Faith collapsed on the bed next to Buffy and kissed her gently, before reaching down and pulling the covers over them both. Buffy rolled over so that she was laying on top of Faith and cuddled into her, placing a soft kiss on her chest where her head lay. They both fell asleep in each others arms, all thoughts of tomorrow far from their minds.

Tbc.

A/N: Only two more chapters to go people, and I promise that I'll get them both done as soon as I can, and I'll try and make them long chapters :-)