Buffy fell back into the couch and picked up another magazine, tattoo magazine. Buffy was wondering why Faith would be in a tattoo magazine, then she relized Faith had a long sleeve shirt on tonight. She opened the magazine to where Faith was and it had pictures of her tattoos, the tribal on on her bicep , chinese letters on the back of her neck, a heart on her chest with CHOSEN written in it, and two big tattoos going up her sides. They had the initials B.S. and F.S. and then a design around it. Buffy knew that the initials were for herself and Faiths'. She then decided to ge to bed knowing tomorrow would be a long day.

The next day, Buffy woke up hearing music. It was coming from the living room. Before she went downstairs, she went to check on Dawn who was not in bed. She slowly and quietly walked down the steps. She saw Dawn and Faith sitting at the couch. Faith was softly playing her accoustic guitar and singing. Dawn watched as did Buffy.

I'll tell you flat out
it hurts so much to think of this
so from my thoughts I will exclude
this very thing that
I hate more than everything is
the way I'm powerless
to dictate my own moods

I've thrown away
so many things that could've been much more
and I just pray
my problems go away if they're ignored
but that's not the way it works
no that's not the way it works

when I go down
I go down hard
and I take everything I've learned
and teach myself some disregard
when I go down
it hurts to hit the bottom
and of the things that got me there
I think, if only I had fought them

If and when I can
clear myself of this clouded mind
I'll watch myself settle down
into a place where
peace can search me out and find
that I'm so ready to be found

I've thrown away
the hope I had in friendships
I've thrown away
so many things that could have been much more
I've thrown away
the secret to find an end to this
and I just pray
my problems go away if they're ignored
but that's not the way it works
no that's not the way it works

Any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands
while my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me
reprimands me
then and there
I confess
I'll blame all this on my selfishness
yet you love me
and that consumes me
and I'll stand up again
and do so willingly

You give me hope, and hope it gives me life
you touch my heavy heart, and when you do you make it light
as I exhale I hear your voice
and I answer you, though I heardly make a noise
and from my lips the words I choose to say
seem pathetic, but it's fallen man's praise
because I love you
oh God, I love you
and life is now worth living
if only because of you
and when they say I'm dead and gone
it won't be further from the truth

When I go down
I life my eyes up to you
I won't look very far
cause you'll be there
with open arms
to lift me up again
to life me up again

Buffy smiled at how Faith's voice sounded and how good she was playing the guitar. Faith could feel Buffy and looked towards the stairs and stopped playing. "Morning B."

"Hey Faith." Buffy said.

Faith motioned towards the magazines. "Reading up on me, huh?"

"Yeah, I got curious. My favorite was the tattoo magazine." Buffy said and walked into the kitchen.

Faith's eyes got wide and she flipped through the tattoo magazine and saw what she was hoping not to. She looked at Dawn and then threw the magazine at her. "D, you let her see my tats. Those were not meant to be seen by her. You know that."

"Chill out Faith. She wanted all the magazines. She would have seen it sooner or later." Dawn said.

"You suck. I love you but you really suck." Faith said as she walked into the kitchen. "Do I get breakfast, B?"

"Sure." Buffy said. "Faith, you have a great voice and you can play very good. Why didn't you tell me you played before?"

"I don't know. I guess I didn't want you to judge me again. I loved my music and writing it. When I was helping the mayor, I could play. I don't know why, but I could, escecially since he had this amazing piano. I loved that thing. I would play that things for hours. I wrote so many songs on that thing." Faith said.

"Any about me?"

"Most of them. Some were about me being bad and the way I was, but mostly about you. Some good and some bad about you not loving me and all that sappy stuff." Faith ate some of the food that Buffy put in front of her. "So Willow lives here?"

"Yup. So where is the rest of your band?" Buffy asked.

"Kennedy is on the porch playing her guitar and probably smoking. I need one about now." Faith said.

On the porch, Kennedy was playing the guitar and singing when Willow walked out and saw the brunette playing the guitar. Kennedy stopped and smiled at the redhead. She stood up and sat her guitar in the case and walked up to Willow.

"Hi, I'm Kennedy, Faith's sister." Kennedy said reaching her hand out.

Willow shook Kennedy's hand. "I'm Willow. You are really good. I saw you playing last night and you were amazing. How long have you been playing?"

Kennedy motioned for them to sit on the swing. "Since I was able to hold a guitar. I'm 19 now, so about 9 years. Faith has been playing for 10. She is a year older than me. We played every insrument that we thought we would like. We started a band when we were teenagers. It was so fun. I remember writing songs and the music with her. Life was great with us excepet for the parents."

Willow noticed the change in Kennedy's voice. "Care to talk about it?"

Kennedy smiled at Willow who felt like she was gonna melt. "Our parents were rich. They were okay when they were around their friends, but when they got us alone. They would beat us and everything horrible you could think of. Faith, being the dumbass she is, always tried to get them to beat her not me. It worked for about four years, we were 15, then they found out she was gay and they kicked her out. I was left alone with them, but they never hit me again. Apparently, Faith came back one night, and threatened them that if they ever touched me she would tortue them slowly and painfully in every way she could. So they never touched me. Then Faith came back all watchery like and it freaked me out and I got her to mellow down and act like the old Faith again. I missed her so much. Thats when she was sent to be Tj and my watcher. It was awesome because that meant she could never get rid of me again unless one of us died, but we were too cocky for that. I hated our parents. Anyways, Faith, Tj, Kate, and I started a band together, then we got a record deal. Earned our own money. Thats pretty much it. She saved my ass so many times, and I'm gonna be saving hers as much as possible." Kennedy zoned out for a few seconds. "What about you? Any stories?"

"Not really. I met Buffy in high school, started helping her. Dated a werewolf, pretty much it. I'm a witch too." Willow said smiling.

"Thats cool. So you ever played any instruments?" Kennedy asked.

"No.no.no.no.no. Stage fright. I played the piano, but I can't play in front of a crowd or sing." Willow said and Kennedy smiled.

"Thats okay. When we first started the band, I was stage fright and then Faith helped me. Now I'm all over the stage playing riffs, jumping up and down, screaming, and everything else." Kennedy said smiling.

Willow smiled. "I wish I could do that."

"I'll tell you what, you can practice with me and I'll help you beat the stage fright, deal?"

"Umm... I don't know." Willow hesitated. "Okay, but I am not getting on stage."

"So.. what do you think is going on in there?"

Faith and Buffy were still talking when Dawn walked in. "Hey Faith, Kennedy wants to know if you wanted to play a song or something. She is getting kinda bored... not with Willow though."

Faith smirked. "Thats my sister alright." Then she got up and walked to the living room with Buffy following her. Buffy went to sit by Willow and Faith grabbed the other guitar by her sister and sat on the chair opposite of Buffy. "Okay, what are we playing?"

"I don't know. Something you wrote." Kennedy said.

Faith thought for a second and then looked at her sister and smiled. "How about we play One Second?"

"Thats fine with me." Kennedy said.