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Faith won. Of course she did. She was, after all, the Slayer.

Dean followed his lover back to Buffy's house. He thought that they were going to have sex in the cemetery again, but if Faith wanted to go home…

Buffy pushed Dean onto the sofa as soon as they showed up.

"Ok, mister. Spill."

"Spill? Spill what?"

"You're Dean, right? Which means you're from a different reality. So, what of us?"

"Wait, Buffy." Dawn said. "Wouldn't we be, like, the same as he is here?"

Buffy shrugged. "Guess so."

Dean reached into his pocket and pulled out the article he had on Dollhouse. Shrugging, he handed it over.

"Sure."

"So…what other things have I done?"

"Oh! Do me! Do me!" Dawn blushed when she realised what she had said. "Uh, I mean…as in…that is…never mind." She ducked her head.

Dean chuckled. "As far as I'm aware, you either act or sing."

For the next twenty minutes, Dean answered any question he could about their other selves.

"Do I become someone really famous?" Xander asked.

"Not that I know," Dean replied dryly.

"What happens to me where you come from?" Buffy asked.

"You're semi-famous," Dean answered. "You were in some movie about a couple of stepsiblings who basically screw their way through their entire school until the brother wrecks everything by falling in love." He snorted. "Then there was this live-action remake of Scooby-Doo. You were the cute one."

"Really?" Buffy asked.

"Yeah," Dean confirmed.

"Wow, the head of the Scooby Squad joins the real Scooby Squad, real surprise," Anya remarked sarcastically.

Spike looked contemplative for a moment, and then he spoke. "Love's a bitch, and we're its bitches. All of us. Constant of the universe, y'know."

"Shut up, Spike," Xander groused.

"What, still mad you're not famous?" Spike asked. "I'm probably no one important, either, which is fine by me. Don't need a bunch of screaming girls following me around."

"Um, what happens to me in your reality?" Willow asked.

"You and 'Wesley' get married," Dean replied. Catching Willow's look of surprise, he shrugged. "Yeah, I wouldn't have believed it, either."

"Well, he has gotten less annoying," Willow admitted.

"If by 'less annoying,' you mean 'borderline,'" Faith jibed.

"Well, from the land of people who've been there and done that . . ." Willow rejoined lightly.

It was at that moment that Kennedy barged into the room, hands on her hips. She didn't believe this Dean guy.

"Who am I?"

Dean shrugged. "No one important."

Before she could blow her top, Dawn interrupted. Willow, seeing the look, sent a grateful look to her even as Xander wrapped his arms around her waist, aware of Kennedy's intentions towards her.

"Are any-"

"No. Well, as far as I'm aware, there's only one potential that's been on anything else. But she's, uh, dead now." He looked slightly sheepish for a moment, before shrugging again.

"What happens now? I mean…you've seen the season, right? So…what's next?"

Dean looked from one face to another. The potentials, the recently soul-endowed vampire, and the rest.

"Uh…I shouldn't tell you?"

"What?"

"Why not?"

"Why the hell not?"

"Why? 'Cause you don't know?"

Accusations came flying out from most angles. A lot of them were from the potentials, some from the main team, but Giles, Xander, and Faith remained quiet.

"Shut it!" He demanded. After a moment, everything quieted down. "I won't tell you 'cause I don't the know the repercussions it will have on my world! I can't go telling you everything. Besides, for all you know, I could tell you and the First could be right here listening in!"

Most looked a little sheepish at that. Kennedy didn't, however. She still stood there, back straight, chin tilted upwards defiantly.

"Yeah, right. How do we know you're not working with the First?"

He rolled his eyes and didn't bother replying. He stood up. "Are we done?"

"I have to train the SITS anyway." Buffy replied, sighing.

Buffy, Giles, and Willow herded the SITS to the basement. Seeing the look Dean was giving Spike, Willow snagged his arm and pulled him into the basement with them.

Faith snagged Dean's arm and led him outside.

"They may be distracted easily, but, honey? Me an' you got some talkin' to do." Faith leaned heavily on Dean, whispering in his ear before biting it teasingly.

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