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Chapter 1
"It won't go in!''
"What! Why?''
"I don't know just help me''
"Fine''
Faith staked the vampire she was fighting and ran over to Buffy. "That's a crappy stake.''
"I know just dust him will you?'' Buffy moved out of the way so that Faith could reach and kill the vampire currently pinned to the ground.
"Thanks''
"No problem. Let's head over to the Bronze already. I don't think were going to kill anything else tonight.''
"What, are you hungry and horny already?'' Buffy smiled.
"You know what slaying does to me.'' Faith put her arm around Buffy's shoulders. "Let's go have some fun.''
The Bronze was packed. It seemed as though every inch of floor was taken up by teenagers on dates or with their friends. Faith took Buffy's hand and found a place on the dance floor.
"I don't know about this.'' Buffy said. "I feel really self conscious dancing in front of people like this''
''Pretend its only you and me. Feel the beat and move with it.'' Faith grabbed her waist and moved her closer to her. "See. It's not so hard. You just have to let yourself go.''
Buffy started moving in sync with Faith. It was almost like it was when they were slaying; it was as if their minds were connected, like they were dancing together as one person.
After a few songs Faith stopped and looked around. "We're getting stares. I told you you could do it.''
Buffy just grinned and pulled her back into the beat.
A couple of hours later they finally left the Bronze and went to Buffy's house. Angel and Spike were still up, even though everyone else had gone to bed. When they saw that Buffy was home they rushed over to her.
"You look tired. You didn't get injured did you?'' Spike looked concerned while Angel checked for any injuries.
"I'm fine. So is Faith. We're just tired that's all.'' Buffy looked at Faith and winked. "I just need a shower and a good nights sleep.'' She walked upstairs and pulled Faith with her.
Faiths voice traveled down the stairs. "This is so much better then staying in that crappy motel.''
The next morning everyone gathered in the kitchen. Tara was cooking an extra large batch of pancakes for those who ate food. Angel and Spike were drinking reheated blood out of coffee mugs.
"Squiggly shapes or the regular kind?'' Tara asked.
Willow smiled ''Squiggly, definitely.'' She leaned over and kissed Tara.
"Oh get a room you two.'' Buffy said as she grabbed a stack of pancakes.
"Alright, alright we'll stop.'' Willow blushed.
"Oh you better not.'' Dawn said.
Giles turned to Buffy "How was patrolling last night?''
"Pretty dead. We staked a couple of vamps, nothing exiting.''
"And where is Faith?''
"She's still upstairs sleeping. She's not really a morning person.''
Meanwhile Spike and Angel were annoying each other as usual.
"What in bloody HELL are you wearing!'' Spike looked as though Christmas had come early.
Angel looked uncomfortable. "What do you mean?''
"Your shirt! What else would I mean?''
"It's just a shirt.''
'"IT'S PINK!''
"Its light red.''
"Yea, you know what; they already have a name for light red. PINK.''
Dawn looked over. "I gotta agree with Spike on this one. Pink, not your best color.''
Angel looked down. "I put my white clothes in the washer with a red shirt. How was I supposed to know that this would happen?''
Buffy smirked. "I'm gonna go wake Faith up. Her pancakes are gonna get cold.'' She got up and went upstairs with a plate of pancakes.
After she left Willow and Tara just looked at each other and smiled.
"What are you guys grinning at?'' Dawn was curious. "Is it about Buffy and Faith? '' Is something going on that I don't know about?''
Willow paused. "We're really not sure yet.''
"What's that supposed to mean?'' Dawn whined. "You guys never tell me anything.''
Buffy knocked on her bedroom door. "Are you up yet?''
Faith just grumbled and rolled over.
"C'mon, get up. I brought pancakes.''
Faith looked up warily. "You didn't cook them did you?''
"No, Tara did.''
"Good, because your cooking is almost as bad as your driving.''
"HEY!''
"It's true"
"Don't rub it in.'' Buffy sat down on the bed. "Here, eat them before they get cold.''
"Yes mother.'' Faith tore into the pancakes. "What's going on downstairs?''
"Not much, Angel and Spike are fighting again.''
"Do they ever stop? Honestly, they're like children. Are you ever going to choose between them? You can't just let them keep fighting over you.'' Faith mumbled through a mouthful of pancakes.
"I don't know, it's different now. I used to be so in love with Angel, and then Spike….. I just don't feel the way I used to about either of them.'' Buffy looked down.
"What happened?'' Faith said softly.
"They are both so childish. I couldn't deal with all of the drama when I was with either of them. With Angel it was always O woe is us, we can't fuck or else he will lose his soul. And with Spike it was nothing but having sex. It's selfish, but I want to be able to love someone and sleep with them, not one or the other.''
"I've definitely had more then my fair share of sex, but love? Love is something else entirely. Anyone I get close to I push away in order to protect them. That's why I like it here. I don't have to do that anymore.''
Buffy smiled. "C'mon,'' she said taking Faiths hand. "Let's go downstairs and find out what apocalypse we have to stop today.''
TBC...
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