Buffy walked up to Willow and Kennedy's room. She listened quietly at the door. She reached up and banged unceremoniously loud on it.

"Bitches, get up. Are you guys decent?"

"Yes," came the giggled response from Willow.

Buffy opened the door to find Willow straddling Kennedy's knnes. She was furiously rubbing Kennedy's calves. Kennedy, for her part, was laying face down groaning.

"You alive Kennedy?" Buffy asked.

"Barely." The other Slayer propped herself up on her elbows. "How the hell are you moving around?"

"Alcohol. Dulls the pain. Anyways, think you can walk around today?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I was thinking that you, Willow, Lenara, and I would get out a bit today. I don't what you guys think, but I thought we'd go house hunting. We could get a place nearby. Better privacy."

Willow's face lit up. "Babe?" She looked down at Kennedy.

Kennedy eyed Buffy suspiciously. "You want to live with me Buffy?"

Buffy walked over to the bed and began massaging Kennedy's leg. "Why not? Sisterhood and shit. After all, who knows a Slayer better than another?"

Kennedy was shocked. "Are you drunk? How much alcohol did you have?"

"Look I just think that you and Willow need more privacy. And I, well, " she looked up at Lenara who was lingering in the doorway, "I think as long as we stay close it'll be fine. Plus Giles thinks your giggling is annoying."

Willow's face dropped. "Oh."

Buffy laughed. "I'm kidding. Seriously though, what do you think?"

"I love the idea!" Willow squealed.

"Good. Since you just got voted for Kennedy, it's settled. Let's go house hunting. Get up, suck it up, and let's go."

Kennedy sat up completely. "Who are you?"

Buffy met her look. She leaned over and whispered, "Your way out of the geriatric house."

Kennedy smiled. "30 minutes?"

Buffy nodded and hopped up of the bed. She grabbed Lenara's hand and led her away from the room. Lenara stopped short of Buffy's bedroom door.

"What's wrong?" Buffy asked.

"You'll need privacy."

"It's fine. Come in. No peeking."

"You sure?"

"C'mon." Buffy tugged Lenara into the room. Lenara sat down on the edge of the bed and turned her back to Buffy to give her privacy.

"So,"

"So," Lenara responded.

"What do you do for fun on Pellin?"

"Not much. Train. Strategize. Lately I have been sitting with my grandmother while she settles disputes amongst our people."

"How's that going?"

"It isn't very interesting. The people are simple enough. No serious issues."

"Anything else?"

"I, uh, sing. I have been learning indigenous songs, lullabies, and some other things."

"Are you any good?"

"I am."

"We had this time once when all we could do was sing and dance. Stirred up a shit storm."

"You any good?"

"Not horrible, but definitely not the preferred method of communicating. Plus Spike singing to me was not thrilling either."

"Spike?"

"An old, well, something. Hard to define."

"Love?"

"Yes. No. Complicated."

"Okay..."

"What about dating? Ever find someone interesting?"

Lenara laughed. "No. There's been no one. Prior to Pellin, I have no idea."

"Hmmm...come stand by the bathroom door while I shower."

Lenara waited to hear the water start in the adjacent bathroom before getting up and leaning against the door frame.

"So do you have a nickname? Or do you just go by Lenara?"

"Well, Zaz and Mahzi call me Len or Lenny. Not really a fan of either one. Other than that, no."

"Your grandmother name you?"

"She did. It means 'the returned'."

"That's beautiful."

"Thanks."

"What did you tell your family you were doing today?"

"Mostly the truth."

Buffy laughed. "Which is?"

"Coming to talk to you. I didn't say about what though. It isn't odd for me to go off on my own. I track by myself."

"Is that wise?"

"You tell me, Slayer."

"Touche'. Do you all get the same vibes?"

"Vibes? If you mean do we pick up on the same signatures, then yes. But Zaz insisted on never leaving our grandmother alone. So I go, and Zaz and Mahzi stay behind. Or vice versa. Truthfully, she doesn't need us to stay. I think each year she gets stronger. She's pretty tough."

"So if you get the vibe while you are away from home?"

'"I'll go and check it out. Zaz and Mahzi will stay put while I am away."

"If that happens, you should take me with you. I can watch your back."

"You sure?"

"Absolutely."

"Alright, but there's a condition."

"Which is?"

"We can't kill Pron. I promised Zaz."

"That changes the game a little."

"It does."

"You think he can be switched back?"

"No. But Zaz holds onto it. It's his hope."

"Why do you think that there's no hope?"

"From everything I've been told and seen, he's ultimately a coward. Savon's hold is strong, probably built on fear. As long as that doesn't change, neither will Pron."

The water in the shower stopped and Lenara could hear Buffy shuffling around. Lenara walked back over to the bed and sat down with her back to the door. Buffy entered the room in her towel.

"That's too bad about Pron. But people can surprise you."

"I'd like that for the family."

"Know what I'd like?"

"Hmmm?"

"For you to kiss me."

"Now?"

"Yep."

"You clothed?"

"Nope. But sufficiently covered."

Buffy walked over to the edge of the bed and leaned down to kiss Lenara. Just before their lips met a violent pounding began on the door.

"Shit," Buffy muttered.

Lenara smiled. "You started it."

"Hang on guys. Two minutes!" Buffy yelled at the intruders on the other side. "Later?" Buffy whispered.

"Later." Lenara nodded.

"Can I ask you something else?" Buffy asked.

"Sure."

"You, ah, never had a girlfriend before ? Wait, you said there wasn't anyone."

"True, so no. You?"

"No."

"Is that a problem?"

"I don't think so. I mean I don't really think of you as a girl."

"Well, that's flattering."

"Not what I meant. I mean I definitely know you're a girl. Hard not to notice you."

"But..."

"But I don't want to be too serious too soon. It's just, well, it's easy with you."

"That's good."

"But it's not my normal way of doing things."

"Not everything has to be difficult."

"I know. But this is very sudden."

"Okay. I really can leave if you like."

"It isn't that. I like having you around already. That's kind of scary."

"I agree."

"And this feels easy."

"Okay."

"I just, I dunno. I think I should be more scared. It's very new, there are problems around us, you're a girl..."

"Relax. We'll go at your speed. I have time."

"You live on another planet."

"I do now. I planned on coming here eventually. I do have to figure out who I am ultimately."

"This conversation is too deep."

"Then it's over. Let's just see what happens."

"I'm ready."

"For what?"

Buffy giggled. " I mean I am dressed."

"That was fast."

"Ready?"

"Absolutely."

The girls headed downstairs to find WIllow and Kennedy by the front door.

"You guys ready?"

"Yep."

"Check book?"

"Check."

"Shit."

"What?"

"Whose driving?"

"Lenara?"

"Funny."

"What?"

"Nothing."

Buffy held her hands up to silence them all. "Kennedy, are you driving?"

"No."

"Lenara's out."

Willow looked around. "Why can't I drive?"

Buffy put her hands on Willow's shoulders, and then looked over at Kennedy. "You driving or what?"

"Yep."

"Good."

Willow whined. "What's wrong with my driving?"

Kennedy sighed. "Buffy, Lenara, and I would like to get wherever a little quicker than tomorrow."

"I drove us yesterday Buffy."

"I know. That's sorta the point."

"Well, it's my checkbook, so I drive. So there."

"You fond of taking naps Lenara?" Kennedy deadpanned.

"Very funny Kennedy," Willow fumed. "I'm safe, that's all. And who here has had their license the longest? Nothing from the peanut gallery now? Let's go."

The girls went outside and looked at Giles' mini-cooper.

Buffy swore, "Damn. You know with all his money he could have bought something bigger."

"Shotgun!" Kennedy yelled.

"Well, this sucks for us," Buffy stated to Lenara.

"Car shopping while we are out?"

"As long as there is time."

"Nevermind, Willow will make sure there isn't."

Lenara leaned over to Buffy. "How bad is this really?"

"Bad." Buffy and Kennedy responded in unison.

The girls got into the car and after a few minutes of checking her mirrors and adjusting her seat, Willow started the car.

Buffy leaned into the front seat, "How far into it do we get?"

Kennedy laughed. "14, before we get to the end of the driveway."

"What?" Willow asked.

Buffy sat back. "Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall..."

"You guys are not very nice." Willow chided.

Buffy leaned over into Lenara's space and began whispering in her ear. Lenara smiled and nodded. Before Willow knew what was happening, Lenara extended her hand out and the gas pedal was floored. The mini-cooper peeled out of the driveway and onto the road.

"Just keep your hands on the wheel Will. We'll do the rest back here." Buffy laughed.

"Seriously guys, this isn't safe," Willow whined.

"Relax. We got this."

They went zooming by a house with a for sale sign in the yard about 2 miles up the road.

"Lenara, sweetie?" Kennedy asked.

"Yeah?"

"Hit the brakes!"

Immediately the brakes locked up and the car halted violently in the middle of the road.

Willow looked around. "That's it! Thank goodness no one is on the road right now. I will turn us around," Willow pointed her finger at Lenara, "with NO interference."

Willow checked her mirrors again, and slowly turned the car around in the middle of the road.

Kennedy mumbled, "If one of those bottles should happen to fall..."

Buffy giggled quietly in the back seat.

A/N: Anyone miss Spike? I do. Next chapter...please take the time to let me know if you like this story or not.