"What do you think?"

Danielle stared dumbly at her brother for a few moments before finally being able to form words.

"Are you out of your mind! You can't be serious!"

Andrew sighed in exasperation. "Of course I'm being serious. It's the perfect way to take Faith down," Andrew said heatedly. He had realized that trying to convince Danielle to do what he was asking was going to be a challenge. He was also sure that he could do it.

"No, no, no," Danielle said, backing away from Andrew. "I'm not just going to let you pimp me out to some crazy lesbo! There's got to be another way!"

Andrew stood up from sitting on his bed and looked Danielle straight in the eye. "I'm not 'pimping you out'. Come on Danielle, this is a good plan. All you have to do is flirt a little with Faith…you know, act like a slut. Just think, for once your talents are needed!"

"Very funny," Danielle replied dryly, now pacing her brother's room.

"We were both kept awake last night, we both know this has to happen," Andrew continued, taking a step closer to Danielle who was looking at him as if he had grown another head. He watched as anger flashed in her eyes and knew that he had her. She sighed dramatically.

"Fine! I will go along with your crazy perverted plan."

Andrew grinned widely. "Okay great. Now remember, whilst you don't want to be too obvious, you are supposed to be seducing Faith. This will mean-"

"-yeah yeah I know…Mum will catch me and Faith 'together' and Faith will be outta here before we can say the word 'murderer'. I know the drill," Danielle interrupted.

"Good. Now we just have to hope that Faith will go for you…"

Danielle smiled for the first time since Faith had entered their lives. "Please."

The next evening, Faith joined the Van Der Kamps for dinner. As Bree looked around the table, her heart filled with warmth. All of her loved ones were with her, conversing jovially, her children actually seeming to be pleased to have Faith with them. She had known Faith was likeable but she had never expected them to warm up to her so quickly. Faith herself seemed quite unprepared for their pleasantness and was smiling more than ever. Yes, Bree was truly content.

Unknown to her, however, her two children were hardly paying attention to the polite conversation at all. Their minds were otherwise occupied by a conniving plan that was being put in motion that very night.

"Dinner was really great, Bree. Thanks for having me over and everything," Faith said affectionately to her lover. "You've done so much…I'll clean up."

As Faith started to collect the plates, Andrew looked pointedly at Danielle who gave a slight roll of her eyes.

"I'll help too. Thanks Mom," Danielle said angelically, before helping Faith. Bree was taken aback by her daughter's actions. Normally Danielle hardly offered a mumble of thanks, let alone helped to clear up.

"That's really wonderful of you, Danielle, thank you. And you too Faith," Bree smiled as she stood and began to make her way into the kitchen to start washing up. Danielle gave her brother a look.

"Actually, Mom, I really could use some help with my homework. I'm sure Danielle and Faith can manage on their own," Andrew hurried to say.

"Yeah, don't worry about it. We can manage," Faith smiled.

"Well okay then," Bree said before leaving the room with Andrew who gave Danielle one more knowing look.

Danielle mentally prepared herself as she followed Faith into the kitchen. She gave her a cursory look up and down and gave a small sigh of reluctance. Sure, Faith was attractive but she was no lesbo. Putting on her best fake smile that she had learnt so well from her mother, Danielle went to stand close beside Faith at the sink to help with the dishes.

"Okay so I guess I'll wash up and you dry?" Faith said as she picked up a plate. Danielle moved slightly closer.

"Actually, if it's alright with you, I'll wash up. I don't mind getting a little wet," Danielle said suggestively, giving Faith a slow smile. Faith quirked her eyebrow at Danielle, smirking. She could always appreciate a good innuendo. Even if it was from her girlfriend's daughter…

"Sure, whatever floats your boat," Faith chuckled, moving to swap places with Danielle, who made sure to brush against Faith very deliberately. Faith gave Danielle a long measured look. Something was definitely going on. Shaking her head, she decided to let it go. They spent the next few minutes engaged in comfortable small talk before Danielle realized things needed to move along a little more quickly. She subtly moved the pan she was washing up so that, when the water hit it, it would splash onto her. She suddenly let out a small shriek.

"Oh no, it's all over me! I'm soaked!" Danielle exclaimed, turning to face a bemused Faith. The water made it very possible to see through Danielle's flimsy white shirt and her lack of a bra was very obvious. Faith's face flushed red as she grabbed a cleaning cloth and handed it to Danielle, without looking her in the eye. The younger girl's eyes sparkled challengingly as she offered the cloth back.

"My hands are all soapy, can you clean me up?" she asked innocently. Alarm flashed in Faith's eyes.

"Can't you just dry your hands first?" she questioned imploringly.

"Why can't you just do it? It's no big deal," Danielle said nonchalantly. Faith was stuck. If she refused now it would seem like there was a reason she wouldn't do it which would be suspicious, but if she did do it…it was just kind of awkward. Sighing with exasperation, Faith grabbed the cloth out of Danielle's hand and, with as much of a 'not bothered' attitude as she could muster, awkwardly dried Danielle off. She couldn't help but notice Danielle's nipples hardening under the cloth and she noticeably recoiled.

"Is there a problem?" Danielle asked innocently. Her eyes, however, were dark and dilated as she looked deeply into Faith's. Faith was starting to have an idea what was going on. She didn't want to push it though, considering how delicate things were with her relationship at that moment.

"No problem. I just gotta…go to the bathroom," Faith said, distrust evident in her voice. Danielle smirked as Faith accidentally walked into the counter on her way out. Yes, she had her right where she wanted her