AN: This is my twist on the "Something Blue" episode in Season 4 where Willow inadvertently wishes that Buffy and Spike get married. Of course Spike is nowhere to be seen in this, B/F shipper all the way here! This is however post Chosen, I hope you enjoy and of course reviews are always welcomed!

Prologue

"Fucking hell B…let's motor, you're gonna make us late!" Faith yelled as she tapped impatiently on the railing of the stairway.

"I'm coming!" Buffy yelled back as she finally appeared at the top of the staircase with a huge bag in tow. "Isn't Las Vegas supposed to be the city that never sleeps…here, grab this." She held the bag out to Faith as she approached. "So how're we going to be late?"

Faith rolled her eyes but complied. "What am I? The fucking bell hop? And that's New York City." Her eyes widened as she saw Buffy turn to go back up the stairs. "Where the hell are ya going? We need to get going!"

"I have to get my other bags and I thought we were going to Vegas…who changed it to New York?" Buffy asked as she disappeared up the stairs and around the corner.

"Other bags? Jeez, just how many do you have up there? And New York City is the city that never sleeps Blondie," Faith growled out.

"Oh. And only three more," came Buffy's muffled response as she reappeared at the top of the stairs again lugging three more suitcases.

"What the fuck B! We're only gonna be gone for the weekend. Two, two and a half days tops, if you ever get a move on! Why do you need all this shit?" Faith asked as she took another of Buffy's bag from her as she approached the bottom of the stairs and dropped it.

"Well it's Vegas Faith," Buffy responded cheerily. "You never know what you're going to do, so I need to be prepared for anything."

Faith gave her an incredulous look. "Two bags B! That's all you're taking…Giles is only letting us take the smallest plane we have and there just isn't room for all this shit." Faith motioned to the four bags Buffy had packed.

"Fine," Buffy pouted as she looked up at Faith through her lashes.

"Not gonna work Princess...two bags." Faith made her point by holding up two fingers. Buffy's pout was cute, no doubt, and it usually worked on the brunette slayer. Only this time, Faith was thinking of her own comfort in the small plane rather than Buffy's keen fashion sense.

"FINE!" Buffy huffed when she didn't immediately get her way. "Wait here while I filter through these and decide what I need."

Faith groaned and closed her eyes, dropping her head in defeat. She knew that if she allowed Buffy to do any repacking, that it would take far too long and she had a schedule to keep. Fuck! She grabbed onto the bag that Buffy had picked up and prepared to carry it back up the stairs. "I swear B," Faith started grouchily as she grabbed another bag from the floor. "The next time I get a weekend off you are not invited."

Buffy's face lit up as she picked up the other two bags. "Oh you know you can't spend a day without me," Buffy accused as she followed Faith. Her smile grew as she watched her fellow slayer stomp through the doorway. It was true, any free time the Chosen Two had was spent with each other. Whether it was going out to dinner and a movie, hanging out around campus or at home keeping each other company, you rarely saw one without the other. Even in their classes they managed to interrupt each other, sitting or joining in on the lesson. Lately, Buffy and Faith were inseparable.

This was their first weekend off in ages and it was rare that Faith, Buffy, Kennedy and Willow all got the same days off. Xander however, couldn't make the trip, there was a class of new slayers set to arrive in less than a month and he had some serious remodeling to do. All he could do was hand a twenty to Faith and tell her to use it wisely. She happily took his cash and assured him that she would put it to good use.

Of course, it was Faith's idea that they high tail it to Vegas for a little fun. Kennedy was easily persuaded, all Faith had to do was mention 'Showgirls' and she was sold. Willow really didn't care, she just want to get away from the WIT's that had graduated to the more advanced Wicca training. She was currently teaching them the "my will be done" spell. It frustrated her to no end that they kept trying to use the spell to make each other do stupid things. She seriously needed a vacation, even if it was only for the weekend. Buffy was the most difficult to persuade, she originally had mentioned going to the beach. The Californian missed the sun and the sand terribly, plus she desperately needed to work on her tan. Faith had easily shut down that idea, knowing that they could visit the beach at any time, she told her that she could plan a class field trip with some of the SIT's and make a day of it.

After their destination was selected, Faith set upon the task of convincing Giles to let them take one of the planes for their trip. Driving wasn't an option nor was wading through the hell that was the airport. Taking a private aircraft would allow them to arrive much sooner, making the most of their weekend, plus it would allow them to use company funds and transportation. It was win win. It took Faith much pleading and guilt tripping to get Giles to agree on their means of transportation. Granted, he only provided them with the smallest plane the council owned but at least he made sure they wouldn't have any problems being received when they arrived in Vegas and had proper transportation when they got there.

"It's about damn time," Kennedy said as she appeared in the doorway of the plane and took the bags that Faith was carrying. She gave a disbelieving look to Faith as she saw Buffy carrying two more bags. "Dude, are you fucking serious…there isn't gonna be enough room for all that."

"Move," Faith told Kennedy as she climbed into the plane and took the bags from Buffy, situating them the best she could before taking her seat.

"Oh, there you guys are!" Willow exclaimed loudly. "I was starting to think we would have to leave without you!" Willow exclaimed again this time waving her arms in the air with glazed over eyes and a huge smile plastered on her flushed face.

Faith looked at Kennedy disappointed. "You gave her alcohol? Already!"

"Hey! She's afraid to fly so I needed something to calm her down," Kennedy defended as she patted Willow's leg.

"Hey baby," Willow said goofily as she looked at Kennedy.

Kennedy smiled at her girlfriend and gave her hand a little squeeze. "Hey yourself."

"She's a witch!" Faith screamed over the starting of the plane's engine. "She floats around and teleports for fucks sake!"

"Yeah well those are things she can control. This plane she can't!" Kennedy screamed back. Faith only rolled her eyes as she looked back to Buffy and held out her hand to assist her getting in. "Whipped," Kennedy said loud enough for Faith and probably Buffy to hear her over the roaring engine. She laughed as she took in the scowl on Faith's face.

"Yeah well, at least she's not drunk!" Faith retorted.

"Yeah well, at least I'm getting some!" Kennedy shot back.

Faith narrowed her eyes in defeat and turned just in time to take in the confused look on Buffy's face as she looked around, noting that she had nowhere to sit. Looking over at a smirking Faith, Buffy scoffed, "Right here babe," Faith patted her lap for Buffy to take a seat, "I told you that was too much shit." Faith pointed to the seat that now held two of Buffy's bags.

Buffy only rolled her eyes and perched herself on Faith's lap. The smirk on Faith's face quickly disappeared as Buffy wiggled around to find a more comfortable position, her ass pressed tightly against Faith's more sensitive areas.

Kennedy gave a smirk of her own as she watched the horrified look on Faith's face at the position she was now in; this was definitely going to be a long trip.