I watched as she poured a bit of Murphy's soap into a bucket and then fill it with warm water at the kitchen sink. Staring at me as she did. She turne... off the water and said, "I think these floors... They are dirty, so I will scrub them." Oh no, you don't need to..." I began to protest, but she just acted like she didn't hear me and got down on her hands and knees and began to scrub the hardwood in the kitchen. She turned away so I had a beautiful view of her ass in the yoga pants she wore. It. I honestly couldn't care less if any of the newbies doesn't like me. But you guys are the only family I've ever known, so I can't stand knowin' that you hate me." I don't hate you. I don't mean it to seem that way, I'm just... a bit emotional, and that’s all. Sunnydale was my home. It's where I finally accepted being the Slayer. I died there. Twice. I fell in love in Sunnydale. Twice. I found Willow, and Xander, and Giles there. I met Angel there. I met Anya and Tara and Oz there. I stopped.... Except... I can see it..." You can see... what...?" I can see... that you're not happy... I can see that you feel alone... that's why I brought you here... My friends... they may be weird but they know how to cheer someone up..." You..." You made me smile... I'm returning the favor..." I said smiling."Matt..." He let out looking at me and holding tears back."Luke I want you to know something as well..." Huh?" It's not only because you look a lot like this person... You are a nice person... you. " It's more than that. It's OUR dream catcher." The one that hung in our room?" Pam marveled. "I thought you had it." I thought YOU did!" Kim scratched her snow white hair. "I went to take it down the day we packed up," she looked sideways and grinned. "Before we went parking one more time. And I couldn't find it. I just always thought you had put it in with your stuff."(Seventy years previously)Kim straightened up, put her hands on her hips and arched her back. "Gosh, packing is hard work.".