“I was in a dark room… all I could see was a small pinhole of light coming from the other side. I could barely walk. It was like my legs were asleep or something… and my mouth wouldn’t work.” Faith and Kennedy listened intently as Jessica described her dream. “I made my way over to the light and tried to look through the whole. At first it was way to bright to see, but when my eyes adjusted… I saw buildings that I didn’t recognize.”

“Did you see anything that would tell you where the buildings were? Addresses or signs or anything?” Kennedy asked knowing in her heart that this was the dream they were looking for.

“No… no… I saw a street vendor about four or five stories down. He had one of those old fashioned carts. It looked like tourists were stopping there. You know… families and people with cameras?”

“Yeah… are you sure you didn’t see anything else?” Faith asked.

“Wait… he was selling some big blow up building… damnit what was it… the Eiffel Tower. That’s it! He was selling blow up Eiffel towers!!!”

“Paris… she’s in Paris!” Kennedy said excitedly looking at Faith. “Thanks Jess! Could you put Giles back on?”

When Giles got back on the phone, Kennedy filled him in on her theory and asked him to fax everything he had on Dresdon to the plane fax machine. “We’re going to London to pick up Buffy and then we’re off to Paris. Could you give her the following info for me?”

“Yes… of course.” Kennedy rattled off phone numbers and security passwords that Buffy would need to get to the plane. When she hung up she tackled Faith to the bed.

“We found her…” she said smiling down at Faith.

“We think we’ve found her… we still need to actually get to her you know.”

“I know… but I feel it in my gut… we found her.” Kennedy laid her head on Faith’s chest and listened to her heart beating trying to calm her mind. They laid there quietly… each of them wondering what was to come.

Faith tried to not think about if Kennedy would act differently with her around Buffy and eventually around Willow. ‘If we really find Willow. Please let her be OK! I can’t have Ken blaming me if something happens to Willow… I just can’t! And I’ll just have to deal with it if she withdraws from me… I’m a big girl, I can handle it.’ Faith sighed and ran her fingers through Kennedy’s hair. “I love you Ken.” Kennedy’s response was a light snore… she had already fallen back to sleep.