“That’s a good idea. If somebody is changing our rejected Slayers into vamps, they may be going in the same order we did,” Willow responded.

Dawn nodded her head in agreement. “I’ll get on that… and I’ll make sure we’ve got enough weapons for us all to be carrying.”

“Good… now I’m gonna get some rest. Could you wake me up in a couple of hours? I don’t want to waste too much time,” Kennedy said to Willow.

“Of course baby,” Willow replied quickly.

“I’m off… see ya in a bit,” Dawn said hurriedly as she practically jumped from the bed and went to her room.

Willow approached Kennedy and gently put her arms around her waste. Kissing her tired Slayer gently, she asked, “Is there anything else I can do?”

“I almost forgot… Giles suggested that you work up a protection spell for while we’re investigating.”

“I can do that… I think I have all of the ingredients already.”

“Great…” Kennedy responded slightly distracted.

“What is it?” Willow questioned. She always knew when Kennedy had something to add but didn’t know if she should.

“Well… I was just wondering what we should do if we find any that haven’t been turned. I mean… we can’t leave them to get sucked on by some vamp that makes them feel like he wants them but we don’t. And I don’t know if we have enough room here.”

“We’ll definitely fill them in and keep them safe with us. I think that’s the only way. If we have to, we’ll just rent another room.”

“Yeah… we’ll just have to see what we find.” Kennedy paused and placed a lingering kiss on Willow’s lips. “See you in a little while. I love you.”

“I love you too… now get some sleep!” Willow pushed Kennedy towards the bed. She knew that if she didn’t make Kennedy lie down, she never would. “I’ll wake you up at noon. Will that be enough sleep for you?”

Kennedy replied as she removed her clothes, “Yeah… that’s fine.” Willow left the room as Kennedy finished disrobing and crawled into the cool bed. Her thoughts ran rampant as she lay there trying to sleep. After what seemed like an eternity to Kennedy, she was snoring softly into the pillow that still held Willow’s scent.