Uhhh, hey guys. Yeah. I kinda wrote this at two in the morning, so it can't be written too well. But whatever, give it a try anyway.

And yeah. If I get enough reviews (they let me know people like my story), then I might expand this, make it longer, continue it. Say, 5. Not an exact number, but I do want to know that some people would want me to do it.


There's a slight knock on the door, too soft to be heard by anyone without Slayer hearing. Faith looks up sharply, smiling softly when she feels the reassuring tingle of the bond.

"Come in, Buffy," she calls, laying her head back down on the pillow. Buffy stumbles in, her eyes almost closed before she even gets in the bed. The brunette slayer lifts the blankets for her, inviting her in.

"Faith," Buffy yawns, snuggling against her girlfriend. She closes her eyes, hoping to fall asleep quickly.

Faith kisses Buffy's neck softly, frowning when her lips brush against a recent neck wound. "What happened there?" she whispers against the smaller Slayer's neck,.

"Newbie vamp," she yawns. "Goodnight, Faith."

"Goodnight, Buffy," Faith says, placing her arms around the blonde's waist. "I love you."

The dark slayer waits, listening to the sound of her love slowly falling asleep. When she hears a snore escape the other slayer, and the other girl still hasn't said the words back, her shoulders slump again. Turning so that the small girl won't wake up, she allows the tears to start falling from her eyes again.


Willow hurries through the cemetery, her eyes closed. With unerring skill, she doesn't hit an tombstones, jumping over any and all obstacles in her path.

The trail of Buffy's essence ends rather abruptly. Opening her eyes, Willow is confused to see a crypt in front of her. She shrugs it off, assuming that Buffy would be fighting vampires, like Faith was right now.

She hurries around the crypt, pausing for a moment when she recognizes the crypt as Spike's. Frowning, but still not suspicious, she opens the door, expecting to see- something. Maybe Buffy and Spike fighting a horde of vampires. Anything but what she saw when she did look.

Buffy was giving her a panicked glance from her position straddling Spike, their naked flesh pressed together.


"You can't tell Faith," Buffy says coldly to the Wiccan.

"She has a right to know!" Willow argued. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't tell her!"

"How about because I don't want you to?" Buffy asks. "It would crush her, Willow. Just... give me some time, okay?"

"Time for what?" the red-head asks, confused.

"Time to... I don't know, something," Buffy says softly.

Willow's eyes flash. "I'll give you four hours," she says coldly, turning and walking away before Buffy could respond.

Buffy glances at her watch. Hesitantly glancing at Spike, she tries to make up her mind as to where she should go.


There is a knock on Faith's door. She opens it, expecting to see her blonde girlfriend, but is surprised to see Willow there.

"Hey, Red," she drawls. "What's happenin'?"

Willow glances at her watch. "It's been five," she mutters cryptically.

"Uhhh... What?" Faith asks, puzzled.

Willow shakes her head. "Never mind," she says. "I have some bad news for you. Well, it's not too bad, it's not like end-of-the-world type stuff, although it might be the end of your world, but it's not an-"

"Red," Faith interrupts. "Spill it out."

The witch takes a deep breath. "Faith... Buffy's cheating on you."

Faith's mouth twists into a wry smile. "I know," she says, shrugging her shoulders.


"You know?" Willow asks, sitting up on the edge of the double bed. "But- what- why- huh?"

"With Spike, right?" Faith asks, leaning on a small bookshelf.

Willow nods slowly. "With Spike. But what do you mean, you know?"

Faith's smile slips before she can hide it, revealing just how hurt Faith really was by this. "She comes in midnight almost every night with a new fuckin' bite mark on her neck, Red," Faith says impatiently. "How long'd she really think she could hide it?"
"How long have you known?" Willow asks curiously.

Faith leans back, mouthing something as she taps her fingers. "Around three months," she says finally. "Ever since that whole fuck-up with Adam."

Willow is stricken to silence as Faith's mask slips again at the words. The raw pain hidden there was enough to make the Wiccan hurt.


"Did you tell her?" Buffy asks flatly.

"Yeah," Willow says softly. "I did."

Pain flashes across the blonde's face. "So, I assume she's breaking up with me?"

Willow bites her lip. "She really should," she answers finally. "But she isn't."

Buffy's forehead furrowed. "What?"

Willow turns on Buffy. "You've really been hurting her, you know?" she shouts. "Goddess knows, I don't like her, but even I feel sorry for her right now!"

The Slayer rises in response. "She wouldn't be hurting if you hadn't told her!" she yells furiously.

For once, Willow doesn't back down. "Yes she would!" she screams back, not holding any of her anger back. "You think she didn't think something was up, when you walk in every night with fang-holes in your neck? She's known you've been cheating on her for months, Buffy!"

Buffy staggers back a step. "What?"


Faith leans back, examining Buffy.

"Why didn't you say anything?" the petite girl asks softly.

Faith shrugs her shoulders, smirking. Tears are threatening to fall from her eyes, but the blonde doesn't notice. No-one ever does. "'Cause I didn't know who you'd choose," she explains.

"How could you say that?" Buffy asks, tears choking her. "I love you! You know that!"

Faith grows still. The smirk disappears. "Really?" she asks softly, dangerously. "Is that right?"

"You know it is!" Buffy yells back. "How could you ever doubt that?"

Faith shakes her head. "I dunno, B," she says. "Maybe it's got somefin' to do with the fact that that's the first time you've said that in a month?"

Buffy's next words die in her throat. "What?" she asks, blinking.

"That's right," Faith says. "And trust me, B, I haven't just not bein' paying attention. You haven't told me you love me in thirty-eight days. We haven't screwed for twenty-nine. For fuck's sake, Buffy, we haven't even kissed for two god-damned weeks!"

Her mouth gapes. The older slayer can't say a word before Faith is slamming the door shut behind her.


Faith sobs quietly into the mouthpiece. "It just hurts so much, you know," she sobs quietly.

"I know," Angel reassures her softly. "It hurts so much that you think that your heart is being ripped out of you, doesn't it?"

A louder cry is torn from Faith.


Faith walks into Buffy's dorm room. The blonde leaps up, hiding the phone behind her back.

"Hey, B," she smirks arrogantly.

She hears a tinny voice coming from the phone. "Is that Faith?" she recognizes the voice as Spike's.

The younger Slayer looks at her disbelievingly. "You're still fuckin' talkin' to him, B?" she asks, turning her gaze away from B to hide the hurt in them.

"Faithie..." Buffy reaches an arm out to her girlfriend, trying to hold her where she is.

Faith glares at her. "Don't call me that," she says.


Buffy knocks on Faith's door. Listening carefully, she tries to hear any sign of life inside. She hears one pair of heartbeats. She unconsciously let out a sigh of relief; at least Faith hadn't reverted to her old 'get some, get gone' routine.

Faith opens the door. "B," she says neutrally.

"Faith," Buffy says, her voice full of wonder. "I haven't seen you for days!"

Faith chuckles. "Yeah, usually what happens when you're not talkin' to someone, B."

Buffy can't quite hide the hurt in her voice. "You were avoiding me?"

A grin broke out over Faith's face at her private joke. "Yep," she says, grinning broadly. "Needed to get my head straight."

"What were you thinking about?" Buffy asked carefully, not sure she wanted to know.

"Tryin' to figure out if I should-" Buffy's phone rang, interrupting her.

"Excuse me for a second," she says quickly, flipping it open without checking to see who it was.

"Hey, luv," Faith hears Spike say.

Buffy looks up at Faith's suddenly unreadable face. "Thanks for makin' my mind up, B," she says. "Now, get lost for a while."

Buffy goes to protest, but she is pushed out, and the door is slammed in her face before she can say anything.


The crew were all gathered in front of the Bronze, all staring expectantly at Faith.

"Thanks for comin', guys," she says, her voice carefully neutral. "Wanted to say goodbye 'afore I left."

There was a general outcry at this. And to shatter her heart even further, it was Xander, not Buffy, who stepped forward.

"Where are you going?" he asked, disappointment in hs face.

"Good old L.A," she smirks at him. "Gonna shack up with Soulboy and his bunch for a while. Don' you worry, X-man, I'll call ya." Winking at him, she turned and left without a second glance.

Buffy looked on, her heart being shredded to pieces by Faiths leaving. Internally, she sighed. Feeling bad. Time to visit Spike again.