Everything's Gonna Change

AN – I posted two chapters the other day, so make sure you've checked them both out before reading this one :)

Everything's Gonna Change

"Cheers, guys." Sam clinked his beer bottle against Dean's, Buffy's and Faith's. "Another hunt down, another demon dead."

"I think it went really well," Buffy commented. "One of our best, in fact."

Dean set his bottle down on the table, a wide grin on his face. "Yeah, it's not often we get a job where no one at all gets killed. It feels nice to save everyone."

"We should celebrate," Faith suggested. "Do something fun."

He frowned. "I thought that's what we were doing now."

She rolled her eyes and flicked a beer mat at him. "I mean something fun other than drinking. Man, I know I like a beer or two but you're something else. A flask of whisky is your answer to everything."

Actually, Dean was finding himself drinking a lot less these days. Ever since he and Buffy had been getting their sex on with each other he'd not felt the need to drink himself to sleep each night. He wished he could throw this in Faith's face. Instead, he asked her, "What do you wanna do?"

She shrugged.

Dean lit up with a sudden idea. "How about a theme park?"

"Random."

He looked at Buffy. "Remember a couple of weeks ago you told me you'd never been?"

She smiled prettily, surprised that he had remembered such a little thing.

"You've never been to a theme park?" Faith exclaimed. "You clearly have never lived, girlfriend."

"That's decided then," Dean announced. "Tomorrow we'll-"

"Wait a second," Sam interrupted. "I'm not so sure this is a good idea, guys."

Dean playfully punched him in the arm. "Come on, little bro'. Lighten up a little, would ya?"

"I just think that we really need to start getting our heads screwed on and knuckle down and find Dad."

"And we will. The day after tomorrow. One little day ain't gonna hurt no one."

"It might hurt Dad."

"Dad can take care of himself."

Buffy stuck her bottom lip out at Sam. "Please, Sam. Pwetty, pwetty pwease?"

Faith slid over in the booth until she was right next to him and laid her head upon his shoulder, looking, looking up at him with wide eyes. "With sugar on top? Come on, Sammy. Say yes and we'll love you forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever-"

"Okay, okay!" He held his hands up in surrender, breaking out into a chuckle when Faith hugged him ad Buffy and Dean cheered.

"Ooh! Look at that one! It's so tall! An I think it goes underground, too!"

Her companions chuckled at Buffy's excitement as they strolled through the theme park the next day.

"Can we go on it?" she asked. "Can we, can we, can we?"

Faith scoffed. "No thanks. It's got the longest line out of all the rides. No way am I standing around for that long like a complete moose."

"Yeah, it does seem a bit pointless to wait over an hour for something that's gonna last less than a minute," Sam added.

Dean huffed. "You two are complete grouches, you know that. Come on, Buffy, I'll go with you."

"Thank you." She stuck her tongue out playfully at Sam and Faith.

"We'll meet you back by the hot-dog stand when you're done," Sam called after them as they departed. He turned to Faith and held out his arm in a gentlemanly manner. "May I escort you to the hot-dog stand, milady?"

She looped her arm through his and fluttered her eyelashes, and putting on a high pitched voice, she replied, "Yes sir, you may."

Buffy sighed and crossed her arms frustratedly as they stood in the line for the ride. Dean was giving her thatlook again. "Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Looking at me like that. We're not having this discussion again, it's pointless."

He frowned, looking very sulky and shoving his hands into is pockets. "I just don't see what the problem is. I think it's way past time we told Sam and Faith about us."

"Dean, we've gone over and over this all week, and I still just don't think it's a good idea. I'm sorry."

"Is this still about Faith? Because if it is then that' a crappy excuse and you know it. You saw her with Noah the other week. She' clearly over the idea of me and her ever having anything again. Don't you think she's gonna be more pissed that we kept it a secret from her? I know Sam will."

"I just want to wait a while. Why can't you just respect that?"

"Why? Are you scared or something?" Dean caught a flash of something in her eyes, and e knew he had hit the mark. "Scared of what? He asked, his voice softer now. "Of Faith? Us?"

She hugged her arms to her body. "I'm confused, okay?"

"Confused about what?"

"This. Us! It's all so new. And as amazing as it is, I just don't see the point in telling people that we're together when I don't even know if we really are!"

It suddenly all made sense to Dean, and he felt like a complete dick. All this time he'd been pressuring her because he'd thought she was embarrassed of them, but all she'd really needed was some reassurance. "Sweetheart," he said firmly. "we're together."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah! What do you think these past few weeks have been about?"

She shrugged, looking uncertain and embarrassed. "I know what it's been about for me, but I know how you prefer it casual, so..."

"Not with you!" Man, this girl could be so blind!

"So...what does that mean?"

"Do I really have to spell it out to you?"

"Kinda."

He huffed and looked down at he ground shyly, scuffing his boot on the metal step they were stood on. He couldn't believe she was making him do this. "You're my...ya know, girlfriend...and stuff."

Buffy smiled happily, feeling her crazy mind finally clicking into place. "Are you my boyfriend."

He pulled her into his arms, feeling much more confident about the sharing stuff now that she was responding positively. "Yuh huh. And we are in a relationship. A real one. With emotions and everything." He looked very proud of himself.

Standing up on her tiptoes, Buffy placed a kiss on the patch of neck underneath his ear. "And sex," she whispered. "Lots and lots of sex."

"Definitely lots of sex," he agreed heartily. He kissed her, and then he kissed her some more. And then just when people around them began to shift uncomfortably, he kissed her even more.

"Gross!" spat a chubby kid standing behind them.

Finally pulling away, Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled blissfully. "Okay."

"Okay what?"

"Okay, we'll tell them. As soon as we finish the ride we'll tell them we're together."

He squeezed her waist excitedly. "Awesome."

"Mmm," Faith moaned, closing her eyes in ecstasy. "I know they're full of chemicals and a whole bunch of junk, but these hot-dogs have got to be the nicest frikkin' things I've ever tasted."

"I guess," Sam agreed. "I hate to think what it's doing to my insides though." He put down his half eaten hot-dog, which Faith wasted no time in snatching up and finishing off.

"You're such a woman," she said. "Give me a slurp of your coke."

He obliged, grinning and shaking his head. It was good to see her enjoying herself, and even better to see her with a smile upon her face. She hadn't been doing much smiling ever since they'd left Noah back in Nebraska. It was understandable, but Sam had missed it. "I'm glad we came," he admitted.

"Yeah, me too. It's been fun. And I'm happy you changed your mind so easily."

He rolled his eyes and nudged her. "Bit hard to say no when you're pulling that wide eyed look at me."

"You mean this one?" She lowered her head and looked up at him through her lashes.

Sam felt the flap of a butterfly wing in his stomach, and he quickly looked away, feeling conflicted and confused. "Uh...yeah. That's the one."

"Anyway, all that coke's made me need to take a whizz. Where's the toilet?"

Glad to be on safer ground, Sam craned his neck around and pointed. "I think the nearest one was over by the ride Buffy and Dean are on."

"Cool. I'll be back in five."

"I'll be here."

Faith strolled over towards the ride, smirking smugly to herself when she saw that the line to go on was longer than ever. She paused and gazed up, hoping to spot Buffy and Dean so that she could whistle for their attention and point and laugh at them for being dumb enough to get stuck up there. She found the fat kid who had joined the line right after them, and frowned when they didn't seem to be in front of him. Maybe if that couple next to him would stop making out for one second and move then she might actually be able to see them – they were probably somewhere behind them. God, get a room much?

Her eyes narrowed when the kissing couple shifted a little, and Faith got an eyeful of what the girl was wearing.

A red leather jacket.

Very similar, in fact, to the red leather jacket that Faith had lent Buffy that very morning.

The reason she couldn't see Buffy and Dean behind the kissing couple was because they were the kissing couple.

Faith's fists clenched as she saw red. Everything was about to change.