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Chapter Three: Unexpected Guest

Walking down the road to their home, Willow reached down and lifted her sleepy daughter into her arms, smiling as she kissed the top of her little girl's head. "We're almost home, Sweetie," Willow whispered to her daughter.

"Mama?"

"Yeah, Baby?"

"Can we go see Tara tomorrow?" Jayden asked, her voice soft as she fought sleep.

"We'll see. Get some sleep. I'll wake you before I head out later tonight," Willow told the little girl, as she made her way up the path.

"Willow?"

Stopping where she was, Willow froze at the sound of her name and turned to face a very angry Buffy standing behind her. As the two women stared at each other, Willow frowned at the Slayer, praying her daughter wouldn't wake up.

"What are you doing here, Buffy?" Willow asked, her nerves jumping as she stared at the slayer.

"I'm here to stop whatever you're planning," Buffy told her, stepping closer to the witch.

"I'm not planning anything, Buffy. Now go away," Willow argued, her voice going low as her green eyes began turned black.

"Why don't I believe you? Oh, thats right, because you're holding someone else's child in your arms. Did you have to put a spell on her to make her sleep or just knock her unconscious?"

"You don't know what you're talking about, Buffy," Willow snapped, shifting her daughter in her arms so she could free one hand. "Leave now!"

"I don't think so. I'm not leaving without that poor child."

"You touch her, and I'll kill you," Willow said, her voice cold as she stepped towards her former best friend, lifting her free hand slightly as her magic flowed through her body in preparation for use.

"Willow, just give me the child and I'll leave. Whatever you're planning to do to that child is wrong," Buffy told her, shifting her stance into a defensive posture.

Deciding not to argue with Buffy anymore, Willow threw magic at the Slayer, knocking her down as she shook her daughter lightly. Jayden, wake up. Willow thought, sending the message to her daughter who shifted in her arms and started to wake.

Mommy? Jayden responded, confused as the sleep slowly left her and she lifted her face to see her mother's eyes locked on someone laying on the ground.

I'm going to set you down in a moment, and I want you to run into the house and hide, alright. Stay hidden until you hear my voice tell you to come out. Alright, Baby Girl?

Jayden nodded, letting her mother know she understood, and Willow quickly set her daughter on the ground, watching as she disappeared into the house before turning back to face Buffy.

Buffy stared after the running child in disbelief, unable to understand why the little girl would run towards the place Willow had been taking her. "What did you do? Put a spell on her? Mind control? What?" Buffy asked, as she painfully got to her feet.

Willow didn't answer. She just stared at the blonde in silence for a long time, waiting for Buffy to do something. When the Slayer took a step towards her, Willow threw up both hands, putting up a barrier between them. "Get out of here, Buffy!" Willow snapped, feeling her control on the darkness within her slipping.

"I'm not leaving without the little girl, Willow. I've already told you that. You had no right taking her from her mother," Buffy spat, angry with the witch.

As the last of the green left Willow's eyes, so did the last of her control. A sadistic smile replaced Willow's scowl, and Buffy knew she was looking at Dark Willow. "You think I took her from her mother? Oh, Buffy, you really have no idea, do you? Of course you don't. None of you Scoobies know about poor little Willow's secret. She made sure of that."

"What are you talking about?" Buffy growled, not wanting to play games any longer.

"Come on, Buffy. You can't tell me you haven't wondered? We both know parts of Willow still exist inside of me. After all, you just talked with her," Dark Willow pointed out, smirking at the Slayer. "Don't you want to know what brings her out?"

"I don't really care. All I care about is getting that little girl away from you and back to safety," Buffy said, glaring at the black haired witch.

"Then I guess you'll be disappointed to find out that she is safe here? After all, she is my daughter. Well, really Willow's daughter, but we are one and the same now," Dark Willow admitted, smiling cruelly at Buffy.

"What?" Buffy asked, confused by the witch's words.

"The little girl that you're so set on saving? She's the daughter of your dear best friend. She's the reason that Willow's able to resurface now. Why I haven't just killed you all. Come on, Buffy. You know I could kill you. Don't you and the Scoobies ever wonder why I haven't taken you out one by one?"

"Because we both know I'd kill you," Buffy replied.

Dark Willow laughed at Buffy's words and shook her head. "No, you might last the longest, but you couldn't kill me. Especially if Willow happens to resurface in that fight. Could you take out your best friend?" Dark Willow asked, amusement in her voice.

As Buffy hesitated at the witch's words, Dark Willow's smile widened. "I didn't think so. Run along now, Slayer. There's no point in you fighting me over protecting a child that isn't even in danger."

Buffy ignored the comment and stepped towards the witch, prepared to fight her to get to the child, not trusting the dark witch to be telling her the truth. Before she could even throw a punch though, green eyes replaced the black and Willow whispered one word, "sleep".

"I'm sorry," Willow whispered as Buffy's sleeping form crumbled to the ground. Willow waved her hand above her best friend's body, moving her back to her home on Revello Drive. As soon as her old friend was gone, Willow walked into her home, and looked around silently. "Baby Girl, you can come out now," Willow called, watching for her daughter.

When there was no movement, Willow frowned. "Jayden?"

No response came, and Willow felt her heart start pounding. Jayden? Willow thought, hoping to pick up some kind of communication with her daughter. Jayden!

A/N: Thank you Gimpy72 for all the help with this story and all my others, fanfic and nonfanfic stories. Thanks you Matash21 for the awesome cover photo. :)