Kennedy half laughed thinking about her travels, “All over. Born in Boston… traveled the world most of my life.”

“That’s so cool,” the girl said in awe. They both lapsed into silence again as Kennedy sat wishing Willow would step on it. She knew the girl wouldn’t stay quiet for long. Kennedy’s wish was granted a few short minutes later when Willow pulled up in an older model Cadillac convertible. Kennedy had protested the purchase saying they should buy a new car, but Willow insisted that the dark burgundy Caddy had character and was meant to be their car. Kennedy could never argue with Willow.

“Hey ladies! Need a lift?” Willow yelled out the window. The two Slayers rose to their feet and approached the car. Despite the fact that the girl had failed miserably, she WAS still a Slayer and Kennedy grimaced at that thought. ‘Man… what were they thinking when they made this one a Slayer?’ she thought to herself.

Kennedy opened the door and tipped the seat forward so the other girl could get in the back seat. “Have fun tonight?” Willow questioned smiling.

“Oh yeah… Kennedy is a really good teacher. We killed this really strong vampire and she was….” the girl continued on as Kennedy kept herself from reaching out and covering her mouth to get her to shut up. Willow noticed the expression on her lover’s face and felt sorry for her.

‘Poor thing… I know how much she hates this. Every time a girl fails, Kennedy thinks it’s her fault. I wish I could make her understand it isn’t…’ Willow thought as the young blonde continued to ramble on in the back seat. “So back to your apartment then? I think I remember how to get there.” Willow put the car in gear and both women began to wish for earplugs before they arrived at their destination. As they pulled in front of the building, Willow turned and gave Kennedy a questioning look. Kennedy knew that Willow was asking if she was sure that the girl’s memory needed to be wiped out. Kennedy nodded slightly and stretched to hide her movements. Willow put the car in park and turned to the still talking girl in the backseat. “Is it alright if I use your bathroom?”