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Note-This is the last chapter... I'm posting another fanfic soon.

2 days later...

Faith laid on her bed when she heard a light tapping on the door. She jerked her head up and saw her sister standing in the door way with no cuts or bruises. "Misty?" she asked.

"Hey, sis," Misty whispered as she sat on the bed. "So how's my niece?"

"Niece?" Faith replied.

"Wishful thinking."

"Am I dreaming?" she asked as she sat up.

Misty smiled. "Yeah," she whispered. "Remember that punk guy I dated Freshman year?"

"The one you lost your virginity to?"

"That's the one...he dabbled with spells. He did one on me, whenever I died I would visit my loved ones...then he dumped me," she explained with a chuckle. "I didn't think it would work."

"So you're dead?" Tears started forming in Faith's eyes.

Misty gingerly wiped the tear away. "No crying!"

Faith just stared at her.

"Faith, don't blame yourself...promise."

"Promise."

Misty smiled, but a single tear rolled down her cheek. "When you think of me...remember teaching me to put on make-up or-or dancing to the song Bitch."

Faith nodded.

"Tell Cameron that she'll have someone watching over her...and don't you dare bury me in some ugly black dress! Bury me in something fun...I want to be remembered as fun."

"Faith, wake up," they heard Wesley say.

Misty stood up. "Well, Faithy dear, that's my cue." She then walked over to her and kissed Faith on the forehead. "Remember don't blame yourself! And I'll tell Meeka you said 'hi'." Misty smiled a goofy smile. "Love you."

"Love you, too."

Misty slowed disappeared.

Faith's eyes fluttered open. "Wes," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, Faith, Misty's gone."

Tears filled Faith's eyes.

Wesley wrapped his arms around her.

Misty walked into Spike's apartment. "Hey," she whispered.

"You're not real," he replied.

Misty laughed. "In your mind I am," she replied.

"Why visit me?"

She sat down on his couch. "Cause, I wanted to...explain why I left."

"Why did you?"

"Partially because Faith needed me and partially because I was scared."

"Of what, luv?"

"It's not everyday I wake up next to a british vampire."

He smirked. "Why are you really here, luv?"

"I wanted to this..." she walked up to him and kissed him. "Bye." She disappeared.

Misty stood by a bright light. "Do I have to go in?" she asked Meeka.

"Don't worry, Mimi, I'll hold your hand," replied the little girl as she led her older sister into the light.

3 days later...

Faith stared at the purple roses that covered the dark dirt. Wesley stood next to her with his arm around her. "You okay?" he asked.

She nodded. "I think she knew she was going to die," Faith whispered.

"Really?"

"Yeah, maybe that's why she was around...to say goodbye."

Wesley placed his hand on her stomach. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

1 year, 7 months later...

Cameron Lynn Whyndam-Pryce blew out the candles on her first birthday cake, then decided to stick her face in it.

Faith laughed as she picked her up. "Come on messy girl, let's clean you up."

"Nowa!"

Faith sat her on the bathroom sink. "You are so much like me," she whispered.

"Mama!" the now 1 year old cried pointing to a brightly wrapped present.

She quickly turned around and picked up the card.

To: Cammi

Love:Auntie Mimi and Auntie Meeka

P.S.-Be prepared for a suprise very soon, Faith.

Faith opened the gift and inside was a shirt, that read: I'm a big sister!

Fin!

Okay that is the end!

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