Faye shook her head again, smiling, "Parent."

*A few hours later*

Faith lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling. This was seriously happening. There was this girl, who was crazy like herself and she had the eyes of Angel. Those eyes that knew so much and Faith had the feeling that Faye was the type that blamed herself for all the bad things that happen or have happened. Picturing her also feeling like redemption was the only thing she had. But she was so young. She couldn't have things she needed to redeem herself for already, could she? It wasn't that hard to imagine, especially if she had a life with Faith and Angel as parents. A shudder went through her for the millionth time since they found the girl because she couldn't picture herself as a mother. Rolling onto her side, she needed to get some sleep before the gang got here in the morning.

Angel was pacing back in forth in the study downstairs. He had given Faye his room for the night, knowing he wasn't going to be able to sleep. Not with all this going on. On top of the normal, well normal for them, things they had to deal with, they now have a daughter from the future and another impending apocalypse. Then he is going to have to deal with the looks from Buffy, Spike and Willow once they found out about who Faye was. It's not like it mattered if they found out about the night he and Faith spent together, he just didn't want to see that look in Buffy's eyes or hear the remarks from Spike. He knew Willow probably wouldn't say anything but he knew she'd think it. Finally, he stopped pacing in front of the fireplace, looking down at the now dying fire. The only source of light in the room. It dancing over his face. If anyone else were in the room, they would be able to read him like an open book. Angel was worried. More than usual.

Faye couldn't sleep. And if she knew her soon to be parents well enough, she knew that neither of them were sleeping either. She had probably been staring out the window, at the sky, ever since Angel sent her up here. Her mind was reeling with everything she knew, everything she hadn't told them yet. The parents from the future knew what was going to happen when they sent her back to this time. The time where she had to stop the apocalypse she had been made to stop. Inside she was scared. But she was raised by two people that usually hid their fear perfectly, so it rubbed off onto her. Now she was alone and the silent tears were rolling down her cheeks. She was afraid of what she had to do. She just wanted her parents to hold her before she broke. The Angel and Faith of this time were not her parents. Not yet. So she didn't get to have that comfort. As soon as Faye noticed the sky start to turn lighter, she finally crawled into the bed that was Angel's. Finding sleep come to her a little easier than she thought. All because it was her father's bed. Falling asleep to the memories of when she would have nightmares as a child, climbing into bed with her parents and instantly feeling safe.

*The next morning*

It was like they all had the same internal alarm clock. Or it could've been the loud knocking and yelling they heard coming from the front door. Angel had finally fallen asleep on the couch and he was the first one to get up to go towards the door. He already knew who was out there and part of him didn't want to open the door.

"Does he seriously have to be that loud?" Faith said from the top of the stairs. "You'd think B would've trained him well enough by now."

Faye came out of Angel's room, a small groan coming from her as she ran a hand through her hair, "Can you just let them in already? This noise is giving me even worse of a headache."

Faith looked over at the girl, raising a brow, "You think you have a headache?"

Angel closed his eyes and sighed heavily. This was going to be a long day. Slowly he opened the door to see Buffy, Willow and Spike, who was holding his jacket over his head to block the sunlight.

Buffy smiled a little, "Tried to tell him to just come at night, but I think he wanted to see you."

Spike growled out, "Hey! I bloody well did not. Now can you invite me in, please?" He aimed his question at Faith, who he saw up the stairs.

Faith smirked a little as she watched Buffy and Willow walk in, leaving Spike standing outside by himself. Slowly she made her way down the stair, shrugging a little, "Well, since you asked so nicely. Come in, Spike."

Spike came inside quickly, finally glad to be out of the sun and still slightly smoking, "Thanks, pet."

They all rolled their eyes at Spike and made their way to the lounge area. All except Faye. She was still at the top of the stairs. As soon as everyone was inside, she felt more alone than before. She could also pick up on all the tension that built up as soon as the door was open. In this time Buffy and Angel were still on rough terms, but it obviously wasn't too bad if she came running when she knew Faith and Angel needed her help. Then there was Spike, who was just annoying to Angel, because of their history. Faye had a small crush on Spike in the future and seeing him now only made it come back, now maybe a little stronger. Willow was just the kind that was happy to help. Sure, she had an attitude if need be, but she made the tension a little less harsh.

Faye could hear them all talking, it was just random talk. The 'how have you been's' and all the usual stuff normal people would talk about after not seeing each other in a long time. Taking a deep breath and putting all her fears and worries inside, she made her way down the stairs and into the lounge. All eyes falling onto her.

A confident smirk was now on Faye's lips, "So? Who wants to stop another apocalypse?"