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Back at the Summers house, Tara was trying to work on Faith's hair, but the baby in the Dark Slayer's lap that she was constantly cooing and making faces at was complicating matters.

"Okay, this isn't working" said Tara with a smile. "As sweet as this is, you're going to have to put her down if we're going to get you ready in time.

"Aww, but Tara.." Faith began.

"I could take her for a while" said a familiar voice from the doorway, interrupting them.

"Dee!" Lily giggled, reaching her little arms out.

"Eh, close enough" Cordelia smiled, taking the baby from Faith's lap. "You'll get the first bit eventually." This visit by the power was not greeted with the cries of 'Cordelia! You have to stop doing that!' that normally accompanied her appearances, as after what had happened at the last Scooby wedding, everybody had kind of expected it. Cordy smiled at the happy commotion that was beginning to be heard from downstairs.

"Hi, Cordy" said Tara with a lopsided smile.

"Hi, Tara" Cordelia smiled back before turning her attention to the Dark Slayer. "So Faith, do you think Buffy would mind if me and my heavenly buddies crashed your wedding?"

"Hell no!" Faith grinned. "Wouldn't have it any other way, Queen C."

"Good" Cordy grinned, giggling as Lily played with her hair. "Oh, and someone wants to talk to you.." She moved aside to let Joyce through the door, and Faith began to feel rather awkward. Faith always felt awkward around Joyce, mostly due to the lingering guilt about what she had done to the woman the last time she'd seen her alive.

"Hello, Faith" Joyce smiled.

"Hey, Joyce" said Faith with a slightly nervous chuckle. "Uh, wouldn't you rather be spendin' time with B or somethin'?"

"I'm going to" said Joyce, "But I wanted to come speak to you first, to welcome you to the family."

"You didn't have to.." Faith began awkwardly.

"Yes I did" Joyce cut her off. She smiled and walked over, giving her soon to be daughter-in-law a peck on the cheek. "Because really, you're already part of the family, and I think, maybe, you were always meant to be. It just took us all a while to realise it." Faith felt a lump in her throat, and tears begin to prick at the corners of her eyes. When she tried to speak, no words would come. The only way that the Dark Slayer could think of to respond was to stand and hug Joyce, sobbing against the older woman's shoulder.

"Good thing you haven't done her make up yet" Cordelia whispered to Tara. Tara frowned, gently elbowing her.

"Oh, don't cry honey" said Joyce, trying to comfort the girl.

"I don't deserve.."

"Yes you do" said Joyce, cutting her off again. "You've more than made up for your past."

"Not for what I did to you" said Faith. "And that's one of the things I regret the most, because you were never anythin' but nice to me. And I never got the chance to try and make it up to you, because you died.."

"Well, how about this?" said Joyce, after thinking for a moment. "You just make sure you take care of my girl, and we'll be even, okay?"

"Okay" Faith smiled, wiping her eyes. "I can do that."

That evening, a bus that had been hired to transport all guests who were not members of the wedding party to the wedding pulled up outside of the house. The bus was Andrew's idea, therefore Giles had reluctantly allowed him to drive, though this was mostly because he most likely would have had to surrender the wheel to his apprentice anyway when they reached Xander's house, as this would be the Watcher's stop because Buffy had asked him to give her away.

"Toot, toot!" Andrew grinned as he honked the horn. "All aboard the wedding guest express!" Giles let out a weary sigh, while Rona and a few other slayers already sitting in the bus rolled their eyes. But then their jaws dropped along with Andrew's as they spotted Spike, Illyria, and a large group of supposedly dead people making their way towards the bus.

"Hi, everyone!" said Fred in her usual bubbly tone, as she and Wesley slid into their seats.

"Hello, Rupert" Jenny smiled, kissing Giles' cheek.

"Hi, Rupert" Joyce echoed.

"Close your mouth and drive, man" Gunn frowned at Andrew as he got on the bus. "We've got a wedding to get to." Andrew promptly fainted.

"Bloody hell" said Spike, rolling his eyes. He heaved the unconscious Watcher-in-training out of the way and took his place in the driver's seat. "Don't worry kiddies. Ol' Spike'll get you all to the Slayer's wedding."

The bus made one more stop at Xander's apartment, dropping off Giles and Joyce in exchange for Connor and Anya (Both brides had asked the former demon to be a bridesmaid, but she had refused, saying she didn't want to ruin their wedding photos by being all fat and pregnant in them), they headed on to the hall where the ceremony was going to be held, by which time Faith and her half of the wedding party were already there. The Dark Slayer, wearing a sequinned black dress, fidgeted anxiously.

"I'm freakin' out here, guys" she said, turning to Angel and Tara with a slightly panicked expression.

"You'll be fine" said Angel.

"Your only sayin' that 'cause your my Best Man!" Faith cried. "What if I'm not fine? What if I'm no good at bein' a wife?"

"Faith, calm down" said Tara, laying a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, that's exactly how I felt when.."

"..Tara and I got married" said Willow. Outside the hall, she and Buffy were having a very similar conversation.

"But every relationship I've had before this has ended badly" Buffy wailed. "What if I.."

"..Screw this one up too?"

"Everyone goes through this" said Tara. "It's.."

"..Okay to be nervous" Willow continued, trying to reassure her worried friend. "But when you see her.."

"..You'll know" Tara finished, smiling. "So.."

"Are you ready?" Willow asked.

"Yeah" Faith grinned.

"I'm ready" said Buffy, smiling.