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    The Slayer Chronicles: Episode 2

    “I could SO get used to this,” she said closing her eyes.

    “Don’t," Kennedy said abruptly. Faith opened her eyes and sat up on her elbows.

    “Why… aren’t you planning on keeping me around long enough to get used to it?” Faith asked only half joking.

    “No… it’s not that… it’s just…” Kennedy crawled onto the bed next to Faith. “I hate asking my dad for stuff. Especially after everything he does for us.”

    “Does for us?” Faith’s curiosity was peeked.

    “I mean did for us….me … in the past….”

    Faith stopped Kennedy. “No… you said DOES for US. What does your dad DO for us?”

    ‘Damnit… I wasn’t gonna ever tell ANYONE… now I have to…I can’t lie to Faith! Me and my big mouth!’ Kennedy rolled to the edge of the bed and sat with her back to Faith. “Do you ever wonder where the money comes from?” she asked softly.

    “What money?” Faith moved to sit next to her.

    “Our money… the money that built the new training facilities… the money we use to travel?”

    “Well… not really… I just thought Giles knew some people that liked to throw money away.” Faith slipped her arm around Kennedy’s shoulders. “What… does your dad donate some of it or something?”

    “Not some of it… all of it.” Kennedy turned to face Faith. “My dad is the person that makes sure that we have everything we need.”

    “Whoa… you’re loaded!” Faith said smiling and poking Kennedy in the ribs with her free hand. “I landed myself a rich girl!”

    Kennedy smiled back and pushed Faith’s hand away. “Yes you did… a rich girl that doesn’t want anyone to know how rich. OK? NOBODY knows that my dad is the one that sends the money. Not Giles, not Buffy… not even Willow!” Faith was taken aback by the last name mentioned.

    “Willow doesn’t even know?”

    “No… and I don’t want her to.”

    “Then why did you tell me?” Faith asked serious once more. She looked into Kennedy’s eyes for answers.

    “I don’t know… it just kind of slipped out. I mean… I know I can trust you with it… but I wasn’t gonna tell anyone.” Kennedy looked at Faith. “I’m not sorry though… it’s actually nice to have someone to finally share it with.”

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