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    You Do NOT Get to Say Her Name

     

    “I feel like I need to be honest about something.” Kennedy continued now so close that Willow could feel her breath tickling her lips.

     

    “I-is something wrong?” Willow asked

     

    Shaking her head, Kennedy replied, “No. No, it’s just…. I think

    you should know…” She leant in closer.

     

    ’Oh my goddess, she’s going to kiss me!’ Willow thought.

     

    “Willow!!!” Buffy burst into the room and skidded to a halt as she realised what she had interrupted. “I’m sorry guys, but it’ll have to wait. Willow, I need you downstairs!” she apologised.

     

    “Right there!” Willow said, stepping back from the potential who rolled her eyes and glared at Buffy.

    Stepping into the hallway after the slayer, Willow cast an apologetic look back at Kennedy who had slumped, defeated onto the bed.

     

    ”So, my timing sucks uh?! At least for Willow and Kennedy but hey, I’m sure they’ll get back to the smooching at some point. What I had to tell them just couldn’t wait.”

     

    In the living room, the Scoobies sat around the small coffee table, each one wringing their hands or trying to hide their panicked expressions unsuccessfully.

     

    “C’mon Buff!” Xander said as soon as the slayer came into sight, “What the hell’s going on?” The others looked at her with the same demanding look and even Andrew hovered on the outskirts of the conversation awaiting new news for his ‘big board’.

     

    As Willow took a seat on the arm of the couch, Buffy took a deep breath and began. “I went with Spike to look into getting his chip fixed or something.” she began, “When the initiative guys arrived and were removing it, which by the way, I’d like to add that I knew all along the florist’s thing was just another government conspiracy!” Willow raised an eyebrow and Buffy quickly returned to her story.

    “Well, I was sitting out in this dank little corridor and I saw mom!”
    ”Well, it’s obviously The First. You called us here pretending that it was urgent and you are telling us what we already know, you have attention seeking issues!” Anya complained loudly.

     

    “Anya, shut up!” Buffy snapped, silencing the former demons words. “It wasn’t The First. She hugged me.”

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