Awake And Unafraid, Asleep or Dead

Motel Musings Interrupted

I own nothin

Italics are Faith's thoughts in this chapter

FPOV:

Slamming the door shut behind her faith collapsed onto her motel room floor breathing and bleeding heavily. "I can't believe it" she said to herself. Less than an hour earlier she had fought for her life against Buffy inside the apartment that the mayor had given her as a gift. The fight was so intense that it had spilled out onto the balcony where it had happened. Buffy had fallen, Faith had won. "But she stabbed me I was only protecting myself," Faith noted as the war raged in her mind. "God I hope she's not dead, Joyce would kick my ass."

The last Faith saw of her sister slayer was her motionless form on the back off a truck heading for God knows where. Faith had watched the truck disappear in shock but pulled herself together making the decision to leave the apartment. If someone had shown up she wouldn't have stood a chance, not in the state she was in. "I pushed her too hard it's my fault, I always do this," Faith scolded herself again. "Clearly she cared more for Angel than me, she chose him to live."

The Scoobies will find out soon. I wonder what they'll do when they realise it was me." Faith wasn't worried though; her main concern now was finding out if Buffy had survived the fall, that and tending to the knife wound in her stomach.Pushing off slowly from her position, Faith used what strength she had left in her arms to prop herself into a sitting position."There that wasn't so bad," she thought before the aching pain in her side returned. "Oww shit" Faith hissed."May as well get this over with," Faith decided. Using the bed as a support she lifted herself onto two unsteady feet. The blood she had lost while lying down had already begun to stain the floor. "I'll patch myself up and let the slayer healing do its thing, in the morning I'll find Buffy… hopefully alive."

As she finished patching up her knife wound Faith heard a loud crash against the door, someone had tried to kick down the door and failed. "I really don't need this" the dark slayer thought. Hobbling over she turned the handle and swung the door open.Angel glared at her from his position outside; he was sweating profusely crouched down holding his foot."Angel, sorry I thought you were the pizza guy I was about to invite you in." Faith said sweetly.

"Where's Buffy." Angel said softly. It was clear he was in no mood to play games but the poison had weakened him greatly. "Dunno maybe she's taking a nap somewhere." Faith responded. "Yeah a nap I helped her into, maybe permanent one." "Don't mess around with me Faith," Angel said angrily, "I've already been around to your apartment the place looks like a bomb hit it." "Oh yeah I forgot," Faith said sarcastically, "Buffy stopped by to tuck me in for bed but fell out the window." "You killed her then?" Angel asked sadly. "Maybe I did," Faith replied. "I hope I didn't." "I had hoped you could redeem yourself Faith." Angel said. "But it seems you can't be saved." "I've come to kill you I need a slayers blood." Angel said grimly. "Sorry Fang." Faith said taking her fighting stance. "But you aren't sinking your teeth into me, you look like shit anyway." "Likewise," Angel said noticing Faith's bloodstained bandage.

"Oh shit"

-TBC-

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