I wake up to Buffy thankin' someone and the door to our room closin'.

She comes back inside the room and I think I can smell pancakes and coffee. I'm just too tired to pick my head up to look.

Yeah, I know. Me. Not care to look for food? It's just that this bed is too comfortable. And I'm feelin' like all the bones have been takin' out of my body. I feel goooood!

The bed dips down a little and I feel Buffy's hand on my back. She's smoothin' her hand over the skin.

"Baby? Are you awake yet?"

"Unh." I don't turn to look at her.

"Is that ‘Unh' Yes, or ‘Unh' No?"

"Muh."

She chuckles.

"I'm taking that as a yes."

"Nuh."

"No?"

"Nuh."

"You won't get up even for kisses?"

I feel her lips on my back and she makes a trail of kisses down to my lower half, I'm still not budgin'. I mean her kisses are sweet and hot an' all, but I'm havin' an affair with this pillow and mattress right now. She's just gonna have to deal.

I feel the sheet pass over my ass and she strokes my cheeks. Then I feel her bend down and the next thing I know instead of her lips, I feel her teeth.

"OW!!!!!!!!"

"Are you up now?"

"You bit my ass!!!!!!" I put my hand down to block any further attacks and scoot over a bit.

"I had to wake you."

"By biting my ass?!?!?!"

"You're up now, aren't you?"

"Yes, but now I've got a chunk missin' out of my ass cheek!!"

"Stop whining, ‘lil baby. You'll live."

"With a defective ass?! What am I gonna do about the chunk missin'?!"

"Get some Mighty Putty, I hear it fixes anything." She laughs and gets up off the bed.

She looks back at me with an eyebrow quirked and a mischievous grin on her face.

I quirk my own eyebrow in question.

She undoes the belt to her robe and pulls it a little off the shoulder.

My eyes narrow. I wanna see the rest.

She turns away and heads towards the bathroom, droppin' her robe, she leaves me to stare at her perfect ass. No chunks missin' outta that.

Damn! I'm up!!!

Uhhhh heh, and it's up.

I get outta the bed and stop at the breakfast tray. Oooh fuckin' A, dude! French toast! I pick up a piece, pour some syrup on it cram it into my mouth and head for the bathroom. I can hear the shower bein' turned on.

B's steppin' into the spray with her back to me. She looks back at me all seductress-y.

"Glad you could finally make it."

"Mfuhn."

"You stuffed your face with French Toast, didn't you?"

"Yuhf." I smile and open my mouth slightly.

She shakes her head and has that sexy grin on her face, like she's just dyin' to laugh but doesn't wanna encourage my bad behavior.

"You coming?"

"Yuhf!!" I nod my head eagerly and finish what's in my mouth.

She laughs and scoots up a bit as I get in behind her.

I invade her personal space by drapin' myself on her back. She giggles and leans back into me.

"Mmmm someone's up now."

"More like something." I chuckle.

"Such a guy." She laughs. "I never thought I'd be able to wake you."

I reach around and help her lather up with the soap puff she's got in her hand.

"Well you should have just done this, instead of chompin' my ass."

"I tried to wake you like five times before the food got here!"

"You didn't have to resort to ass biting, B."

"It was that or a bucket of ice."

That thought makes me shiver. Then I think of somethin' better.

"I know what'll wake me right up." I grind my groin into her ass.

"Oh really?" She has that sexy temptress quality back in her voice.

"Mmmmhmmm" I drop the soap puff thing and palm her breasts.

"Faith, oh mmm, uhhh we-we don't have time, we h-have to get going."

"I know, baby, but we can have a little ‘us' time before we go, can't we?"

"Well..."

I pinch her nipples between my fingers.

"Ohhhh, ok, but w-we have to be qu-quick."

"I think that can be arranged." I wiggle my brows at the back of her head.

I go to enter her from behind and she stops me, turns around and hops up on my hips, I help her wrap her legs around my waist.

"I want to see you and I need to kiss you." She says all hot and needy.

"Not gonna argue with you there, B."

We share a kiss and she gasps into my mouth as I reach down and finger her clit.

I suck on her tongue and explore her mouth a bit. When she needs air she pulls back slightly and rests her forehead on mine. She's pantin' a little.

"H-have I told you how much I love your tongue?"

That makes my heart hammer harder in my chest and it relays right to my groin, in a big way.

"It's come up in conversation once or twice."

She chuckles. "Oh yeah? Just once or twice ‘in conversation'?"

"Yeah," I gasp out as she lowers herself on me. "Ffffuck yeah."

"I've considered getting it bronzed." She chuckles and I lean up for another kiss. I need it so much right now.

She starts movin' her hips up and down and my mind tunes everything else out except her, it feels like she's all over me, and I guess in a way she is. I wrap my arms tighter around her back and she wraps hers tighter around my neck as we make out in time to what her hips are doin'.

I keep myself steady and just let her do what she needs. But I reach down and put my finger on her clit again, it keeps that sexy hitch she has in her voice gettin' louder until she's squeezin' me really strongly and finally goes rigid. Her pussy ain't rigid though, it's pulsin' and quiverin' and just plain goin' nuts. I give a few more thrusts and join her in the land of bliss. I reach out with one of hands and steady us against the wall. The muscles in my legs are quiverin' and I'm glad I'm a slayer, if not I'd have probably dropped her by now. That would suck.

Ten minutes later and we're done showerin' and fuckin'. Heh. Not in that order, of course.

B's finishin' dryin' her hair and I'm layin' out her under things.

I don't need to do anything special other than put on a little make up. I'll be wearin' what I had on when I came in here. Gotta go back to Aunt Dee's to get ready. We've got about an hour or so to get there.

I'm stirrin' the coffee as she comes out of the bathroom. She sees her stuff's been laid out on the bed. She looks up and smiles at me, blowin' me a little kiss. I smile. I like doin' those little things for her, she gets so happy about ‘em. Then she notices the food.

"Awww our breakfast has gone cold." She says with a pout.

"Not that bad, we were only in there for about twenty minutes. It's not stone cold. ‘Sides my stomach doesn't really care right now. I could eat the ass out of a bear."

"Gross, Faith!"

"I'm just sayin', I'm STARVED!"

"You ah."

We have a laugh at that. When I get our plates made up and set them on the table I take my seat and start to dig in. Buffy's standin' there lookin' at me.

"Wha?" I say with a piece of French Toast in my mouth.

She doesn't say nothin' but she picks up her plate and stands next to me like she's waitin' for somethin'.

I continue to eat for a few seconds more, I was thinkin' maybe she thought I took more food than I gave her, but I'm not greedy like that, ‘sides I know if I don't have enough to eat here, my Aunt's got food at her place. It dawns on me what she's waitin' for, and as soon as I shift my chair a little to the side and sit back, she sits on my lap.

We sit like that, sharin' little kisses and feedin' each other until there's no food left. I shift her a little in my lap so she's not pushin' on my stomach. I always get a little protective of my belly after I eat.

Damn, the thought of her with a big ole pregnant belly makes me shake my head.

"What?" She asks while pourin' more coffee for us.

I shrug.

"What're you thinkin' of Faith?"

"Nothin'." I lie

"Cut it out and just tell me."

I smile at her. "I was just thinkin' of you with a big belly."

She looks down and puts one of her hands on it. "You won't like it?" She looks a bit nervous.

"Are you smokin' crack? What's not to like?! And just think, your tits will be HUGE!"

She scoffs and cracks me on the shoulder.

"Keep making fun and you're not gonna get near anything on my body, until it's all over."

Her face goes from mischievous to serious when she sees the look on mine.

"What's the matter, Faith?"

"Nothin'."

"Don't do that! Please, you're thinking of something important, tell me what it is."

I sigh and she puts her arms around my shoulders. She kisses the side of my head. "Please." She whispers as she kisses me.

"It's stupid."

"Just tell me, Faith."

"Well... don't get mad, but... I don't like when you say stuff like that."

"Like what?"

"Like me not being able to touch you until it's all over. You know how our fucked up callin' does shit like that to us. I don't like you temptin' fate."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, just promise not to say stuff like that, or... try not to." I don't wanna be a downer, we were just havin' a good time. But I'm right about things she says havin' a tendency to come true.

"I promise."

"Thanks."

She picks up her cup of coffee and takes a sip. It looks like she's wants to say somethin'.

"What's up, B?"

"Nothin'." She jokes and I poke her side. That makes her laugh. "It's just that I'm glad you ate something before we left. I heard what happened yesterday."

"Oh yeah. Man, that was freaky, didn't even know it was gonna happen. Good thing Giles did."

She puts down her coffee and hugs me.

I'm such a baby, I can't believe I'm thinkin' of havin' a kid. Well, not just thinkin' of it, actively tryin' to get B knocked up.

Active like fuckin' Kilauea. Heh.

She puts her head on mine and looks at the table. "Hopefully, I'll be eating for two soon." Her voice cracks at the end and I know that was her that sobbed before I drifted off last night.

"Hey, what's the matter, baby?"

That makes her cry a little harder, but she's not hysterical or nothin'.

"Nothing's the matter, everything is perfect. I just can't believe we're gonna be mothers." She looks at me with happy tears. "And that you thought to do this, for us. Now. I didn't want to wait, but didn't know how to tell you. I mean I know I said that thing when we were in the tent, but I really wanted to insist."

"Yeah, you probably thought I'd never want to, huh?"

"N-no, not never." She smoothes her hands over my hair. "Just not for a while, and not at this particular time."

"Way I figure it, if we wait for the perfect time, it's never gonna happen. There'll always be somethin' that comes up to stop us, ya know?"

"I agree."

I reach up and wipe her tears away, really can't stand to see her cry. Even though I know they're happy tears, it guts me.

"I figured people all over the world in risky situations, especially other slayers, are havin' kids, why not us?"

"Was there something in that letter that made you finally decide?"

"Sorta." I sit back a little and look into her eyes. "I thought about Gee Gee bein' a great woman. And she always taught me that whatever life brings you, just keep livin', keep makin' a place in this world for yourself. For a long time I used to think my place in this world was tryin' to make it bleed, make it pay for all the shit I've been through."

Buffy's gets a frown on her face, but it's not a judgmental one. Least I hope it's not, but we've been over this a lot, and she knows how I feel, it's just that I've never really been this comfortable with sharing so much, so freely, without her feelin' like she was pullin' teeth. I know the frown means she cares about what I went through, even though most of makin' the world bleed, had to do with tryin' to kill her friends.

"Faith..."

Her voice brings me out of my thoughts.

"Huh?"

"Stop those thoughts."

I chuckle, "How do you know what I'm thinkin' is bad, B?"

"'Cause you get that crease in between your eyebrows," She smoothes the skin there to make her point. "And your jaw goes slack." She shuts my mouth by puttin' her hand under my chin.

"Ya know," I shrug. "It's the same old same old. Don't know why I'm thinkin' of havin' a kid, when I'm still so fucked up."

Buffy watches my face for a moment before she asks, "How long has it been since you saw that therapist?"

"Since before my coma. Damn, I haven't even called her. I bet she emailed me like a hundred times."

"I'm sure Giles told her that you were in the coma, and then went to France."

I sigh.

She leans in and kisses my forehead. "What's the matter, baby?"

"Sometimes I wish..." I stop before I say somethin' really stupid.

"What?"

What do I wish for? A normal fuckin' life? That's not gonna happen, this is normal for us.

"That...that I was..."

"Faith, if you say ‘better for me' or ‘what I needed' I really am gonna bite your ass!!"

That gets me laughin'. "Maybe you could bite the other cheek, ya know, to even it out a little."

That's exactly what I was gonna say though. I never feel like I'm enough for her, like she's settlin' by bein' with me.

I think I'll call Pam later, maybe in between the afternoon and night viewin's. See if I can get an appointment soon, or just talk to her a little about what's goin' on. I dunno, we'll see.

We hold each other a little while longer and she whispers lovin' words to me, words that make my heart full and my confidence soar. Words I need to let soak into my soul and memorize so I can think of them when the shit hits the fan.

Our moment is interrupted by a knock on the door.

Buffy gets up and pulls her belt a little tighter around her waist. I stop her before she gets to the door.

"Let me get it, B. You go get dressed." She nods and goes to the closet to get out her dress.

I open the door to an annoyed lookin' Andrew.

"Hey, dude. What's up?"

He pushes his way passed me and I get a whiff of Dawn's shampoo.

Ah, shit, she's still gotta be Andy this afternoon, she's hella pissed at that.

"What's up, way too early, I might add, is me."

Buffy pops her head out of the bathroom.

"Dawn?"

"Yeah, are you almost done?"

"What's your hurry?"

"No hurry, I'm just annoyed. I came over because I figured since I didn't hear any strange knocks or loud screams that you guys were done. You know whatting." She adds bitterly.

I laugh, Dawn's always annoyed about us gettin' some when she can't.

"You could hear us?" Buffy looks embarrassed.

"You weren't exactly quiet." She looks at the wall above the bed and points to the hole. "Oh, that's why I thought something exploded behind my head last night."

Oh shit, I punched that hole in the headboard last night while we were doin' it. Damn, we're gonna have to pay for that. Me an B exchange a slightly horrified look.

There's another knock on the door. I start to go to it and Dawn stops me.

"I'll get it. You just get your shoes on, we've got to be at your Aunt's in twenty minutes." She glances at her sister. "You're not wearing my necklace are you?"

Buffy puts her hand on it and looks confused. "Yeah, why?"

Dawn huffs. It's fuckin' funny to see Dawn's personality in Andy's body, although it's kinda not far off from how he acts when he's annoyed, he's just more whiny.

"The one mom gave me?"

"Yes, it's yours, I'm you, remember?"

"Only for this afternoon, thank god. Go finish getting ready." B ducks back into the bathroom.

Damn, D's a little general if I ever saw one. Come to think of it, so's Buffy. Get a thousand Summers' women to form an army and whole nations would shit their pants.

That makes me think of B's family. I wonder if they've ever been in touch with their Aunt. I remember Mrs. S sayin' she had a sister in Chicago or somewhere near there. Gotta remember to bring it up later.

Dawn opens the door and ushers Will inside. Willow comes over and hugs me.

She wiggles her eyebrows at me and has the hugest grin I've seen in like a year on her face.

"So, how did it go last night?"

Dawn scoffs, "Sounded like an earthquake and about 6 aftershocks of equal magnitude hit next to my room."

Willow looks at me in sympathy. "I told Buff to put me in the middle, but she didn't think there would be a problem." Will shrugs then looks at me again with excitement.

She lowers her voice and whispers into my ear. "So, how did it go?"

I whisper back, "Fuckin' awesome, you're a genius."

"Well, we'll see when... ya know, it ‘happens'." She means Buffy gettin' knocked up.

"I know, I can't wait! We're really gettin' excited. Thanks Will. We owe you."

"You don't owe me anything, stop saying that."

"Well, we'll have to get a special present for ‘Auntie Willow'." I wink at her and her eyes go wide.

"She's...already..." Will looks a little woozy.

"No! No, not yet."

"What not yet?" Dawn comes over to us.

"Nothin', D." She gives me Andy's ‘You're a liar' look and I have to give her somethin' or she'll bug the shit out of me all fuckin' day. "Somethin' me and Buffy are cookin' up, it's a surprise, so stop buggin'. Ok?"

"Ok, for now."

"For now what?" B comes out of the bathroom fixin' her dress, makin' it lay right. Damn, she looks fuckin' stunnin', I don't think I'll ever get tired of droolin' over her.

"Nothin', B. Just somethin' me and D are cookin' up as a surprise." I wink at Dawn and she narrows her eyes at me.

"I'll get it out of you later, Faith. Don't you worry." Dawn says.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Threats don't do nothin' to me."

"They will when I say I'll hang off you all day, whining... in this voice." She demonstrates. "Faith, what are you doing? Faith? Where are you going? Faith, Faith, Faith."

That makes me shudder. I hold my hand up to stop her.

"D, you're evil. Me and B will tell you when we can. Ok?"

She looks like she's about to blow her lid, then she calms herself.

"You know," She shakes her finger at me. "I'm Giles' second in command for watcher duties now. As slayers you should tell me everything."

"Yeah, well, it's up to your sister."

Buffy's head snaps up to look me in the face. I just threw her under the bus. But really, it's her sister, she has to make the decision. I shrug at her and she gets it.

"Well, Dawn... Faith and I...we-we're kinda... trying to have a baby."

Dawn squeals after a split second of thinkin' about what her sister just said, then she hugs us both.

"I didn't think you'd start so soon, but that's wonderful! Wow, I'm gonna be an Aunt!!" She hugs me again and squeezes hard.

I pull back a bit and rub her cheek. Lookin' into her eyes, I can see Dawn behind them and I smirk. "Or Uncle, dependin' on how this whole thing goes."

"Oh god, no!! I can't stand Andrew's body, I still feel all awkward, I mean do you have ANY idea what it's like to have a penis?"

I chuckle and the other two kinda laugh and look away guilty. Dawn looks at them and then suspiciously at me.

"What did you do?"

I shrug, but I've got a grin on my face.

She's still lookin' at me with suspicious eyes, then I can see the lightbulb go off. "You did the spell, didn't you?!" She looks towards Will. "Didn't you?" Will shrugs.

"Didn't you?!" She looks back at me.

"Yeah, Pip, we did the spell."

"OH MY GOD!!!" She jumps on me and I wasn't ready for it, I go down and she's still squealin' on top of me. "You've got one! You've got one!" She's a fuckin' nut, this one. "You understand!"

Leave it to Dawn to find something like this to bond over. She was always thinkin' she didn't belong, just like Will. But D had a bit more of a legitimate beef, she wasn't real.

All of a sudden Dawn goes stiff. "Uhhh, I think I can feel it on my leg." She jumps up in a split second and smoothes out her suit.

Buffy reaches out to me and I take her hand, she helps pull me up from the floor.

"Does anyone else know?"

"Shit, D, with your squealin'? I think the whole hotel knows."

She swats my arm, "Get out!" Then she gets serious, "When will you know, ya know... if...?"

I look at Red for help on this one, ‘cause I don't really know. "The usual amount of time, I guess. What's that, about a month?"

"I guess, don't really know, never been pregnant." I shrug and catch B's look, she's upset.

Dawn doesn't notice Buffy's look and she keeps talkin', "Yeah, I think it's about a month. I remember when my friend from Berkeley was trying to trace her actions back to when she could have gotten pregnant. She figured it was about four weeks from the last guy she slept with."

B's not listenin' to Dawn, she's got her head down lookin' at her hands. She's still feelin' guilty about my condition. No matter how many times I tell her I'm fine and not to worry about it, she still feels all bummed out about it. I go over and take one of her hands in mine. She looks up at me.

"Cut it out, ok?"

"What?"

"You know, what, B."

She shrugs.

Willow gets the change of mood, "Ok, guys, you better get going, Xander's gonna meet you in the lobby. Buff, are you gonna do the glamour yourself?"

"Yeah, Will. Dawn, tell Xander and Andrew we'll be right down." She's lookin' in my eyes, and I squeeze her hands.

Will says she'll see me later tonight and I look at her and nod my thanks. She's lookin' a bit worried so I smirk and wink at her to let her know it'll be ok. Dawn gives Buffy a kiss on the cheek and squeals her approval again. They both leave.

Once they're gone, I pull B's chin up, she had looked down again.

"Buffy, we've gone over this a hundred times. Don't you believe me when I say it doesn't matter? What matters to me is this, right here, right now." I pull her closer to me and place my arms around her.

She looks in my eyes, kinda like she's lookin' to see if I'm tellin' the truth or like she needs to know if I think she's a good person or somethin'.

"Then you understand exactly how I feel, Faith."

I understand a lot more now. We're each tryin' to get the other to feel better about the things we've done in the past. Or not done. Or coulda done better.

Coulda, woulda, shoulda.

"I'm gettin' it, B. I'm gettin' it." I pull her in for a lovin' kiss and it becomes hot in about a half a minute.

Damn, I gotta get different underwear if I'm gonna have this thing for a few weeks. It's a bit constrictin' with the pair I've got on.

We break for air and she pulls up my hands and kisses them. Fuck, the desperate way she's doin' that makes me wanna bawl, my heart feels squeezed.

"I love you so much, Faith. So, so much. I hope all this shit is over with soon. I need to be back home with you, planning our future."

"I know, B. I promise, I'll work extra hard to find out what's goin' on with Ken, and who's behind it all."

"I know you will. Oh, god," She looks at me like somethin' just dawned on her, for a second I think she felt a baby. "You're not gonna let me on the mission anymore!"

That thought crossed my mind, but then the thought of Buffy screamin' at me for about an hour straight, stopped me from thinkin' like that.

"Can't say I love the idea of you bein' out there, possibly pregnant, doin' risky stuff. But I'm not gonna stop you, B. You're your own woman, all I can do is try to protect ya, and ask that you try not to put yourself in really sticky sitches."

She leans up and whispers a very grateful thank you in my ear. Then she pulls back and recites some latin and just like that I'm starin' at Dawn.

I've lost the semi I was sportin'. Good to know I'm not a complete horn dog and not just any woman will make me stand up and take notice. I kinda knew that already, but when I thought of the possibility of havin' a penis, I thought it would make me completely mindless to anything but havin' sex. With anyone. That's a relief. Don't need B tryin' to chop it off.

She breaks from our embrace and goes and picks up her jacket and purse. After checkin' herself out in the mirror she smiles at me. I wink and go over to her, offerin' my arm, she links hers through it and we walk out of the room together.

I'm gonna miss this room. Old 315.

We've done some good work here.

The afternoon viewin' went ok, more of the same, seein' people I haven't seen in forever. Many of ‘em thinkin' I was dead or in jail still.

B's been keepin' close to me, without bein' too suspicious. She's bein' there for me and I can't help but be grateful.

When we get back to Aunt Dee's house she pulls me over to the side.

"What's goin' on?"

Fuck, my heart's hammerin'.

"With what?"

"I know Dawnie's bein' supportive, but..." She lowers her voice and leans in a little. "A couple a times I saw her givin' you the googly eyes," I chuckle. "Don't laugh. No one else saw it, but I can tell those are looks of love. What are you two up to?"

"Nothin' Aunt Dee, really. She was probably just jokin' around."

"Yeah?" She looks like she's buyin' it, then her eyes narrow at me. "You're not sleepin' with your ex's sister are ya?"

"No! God, no, Aunt Dee, I'd never do anything like that."

"Good. That only leads to bad, bad things."

"Well don't worry, I'm not that much of a shit head."

She looks relieved, then serious, "Speakin' of shit heads and bad things. I got word your... father will be at the wake tonight."

Fuck, I was wonderin' when he'd show up. I knew it couldn't be avoided, I shoulda guessed it'd be tonight, it's the last night of the viewin', tomorrow's the burial. I wonder if I can call him and make him not wanna come. But shit, I can't do that, Gee Gee didn't ban him from the funeral, so I guess she wanted him there. Or at least didn't care if he came.

Fuck!

"Faith, you've got that crease..." Aunt Dee says.

I look up and catch B lookin' she wants to come over but doesn't want to draw more suspicion. I look back at Aunt Dee.

"I know, I'm thinkin' of how I can make that asshole not come."

"I wish, he's comin' with a bunch of those constituents of his."

"Constituents?"

"That's what I call his buddies, they're tryin' to get him into the government."

"No shit?"

"I didn't tell ya?"

"No, you didn't." I remember Brian, and Gee Gee bein' sick and her not sayin' nothin'. "And I've been meanin' to talk to you about that."

"About what?"

"You not sayin' nothin' to me about Gee Gee, or even Brian. What's up with that, Dee?"

"Faith, I didn't even know how sick Ma was, I thought she was in remission, she never said a word about the cancer comin' back." She gets visibly upset.

"What?! How could she do that?!"

"She was very secretive with things like that. Never wantin' to bother nobody. She told me when she came back from your place with Mr. Giles."

"Shit, I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't know." I hug her. "Sorry, Dee."

"The thing with Brian, I mean, how...what could I have said? We were all devastated, and I didn't want our first visit to be all sad. I didn't know..." She stops and looks at me guiltily.

I get it. She didn't know if I'd ever be back.

Fuck, I suck so hard. My past has been bitin' me on the ass in ways I never thought it would. It's time to start really makin' amends, and dealin' with the shitheads in my family.

"It's ok, Aunt Dee. I understand, I get it."

"Do ya?"

"Yeah, you didn't wanna tell me because you didn't know if it would be the last time you'd see me."

She gets a sad look on her face and then looks away. After a few minutes she starts talkin' softly, while lookin' at Leah and Kara bouncin' and laughin' with Joey.

"You remind me of Katie, a lot. Especially right before you went out to California. You had that hard look to your eyes." She looks up and searches for somethin' in my eyes. "I was worried you would fly off the handle if we pushed too much on you at once." She looks down at her hands. "I shouldn't have done that."

"Don't worry about it, Dee."

She looks at me again, "You know who you remind me of now?"

"Who? You?"

"No, your Gee Gee."

I'm stunned. Not me, dude. I'll never be like her.

"Yeah, you." She chuckles. "Your face is an open book sometimes."

"Tell me about it." I smile back.

She gets a serious look on her face. "Look here, Faith. Don't ever think that I'm upset about you bein' in charge or nothin'. Ma's had that plan from long ago. It'll keep it fair, and frankly the boys don't wanna have to make the decisions. Just keep us informed," She takes my hand and pats it. "You'll do the right thing, I have faith." She smirks.

"Yeah, right. You'd better expect panicked calls at 3 am because Ted's not happy about somethin'."

"Don't worry, I'll handle my brothers." She hugs me. "You just find a way to get that woman of yours back."

I chuckle, "I'll try."

"I know you'll succeed, you have to, I can't stand to think of her with that other girl. I don't see how you can."

"I can't."

We're at the funeral parlor again. I'm gettin' anxious because someone said my father was on his way.

I'm kinda bummed that I didn't get to talk to Pam, I had to leave a message for her, she wasn't in. I hope I can get an appointment soon.

Will's here, as herself. Dawn looks relieved. Buffy's back to bein' herself and she's over with Kennedy. That still makes me a little nuts.

All of a sudden there's a hush over the crowd, I see some movement by the door.

Here's the moment I've been waitin' for, to come face to face with that bastard that calls himself my father.

Damn, I might have gotten my looks from my mom, but I see where I get the dimples from. I don't remember him lookin' like that. I guess I never really tried to look at his face before.

He's got a woman with him, she's really pretty, must be the new girlfriend Aunt Dee mentioned. He spots me and makes his way over, I see Rona and Buffy stiffen. I'm startin' to wonder what the fuck's goin' on with them when I feel it.

Vamp.

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