Disclaimer-The characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant enemy.
Rating/Pairing-PG13- Faith/Buffy
Author's note-After season 7 the gang find a nice quiet town to relax and enjoy themselves.
Killer
Willow knocked on Faith's bedroom door "Faith its Willow can I come in?"
"Yeah it's open."
"You ok?"
"Sure Red, why wouldn't I be?"
"Faith I sense you." Willow touched the side of her head "In here. I've got it under control with all the other slayers. But for some reason I can't stop you from getting through, am I making sense or…"
"I get ya Red but don't worry I'm good."
"I just thought that maybe...Ya know now were friends you might wanna talk or something..."
Faith smiled "Friends?"
Willow sat on the edge of the bed "Yeah, friends." Willow smiled "See now already you're starting to muffle in my head."
Faith gave her a strange look "You're very odd, ya know that?"
Willow smirked "I get that a lot."
"So where's Kenny? She still out somewhere trying to prove she's better than me or B?"
"That's not fair Faith." Willow frowned.
"Open mouth, insert both feet. Sorry"
Willow smirked "So what ya watching?"
"Some lame ass movie I found downstairs. You want a beer?"
"Erm no, no thanks." Willow wrinkled her nose at the cold Budweiser thrust in her direction.
Faith popped the lid and gulped half the bottle, belching as she came up for air. "Escuzzy moi."
Willow giggled
"What?"
"Nothing, I just... Your funny is all."
"Glad to entertain." Faith raised the bottle to her lips "Cheers."
Willow kicked off her shoes and climbed further onto the bed "Mind if I watch with ya?"
"Hell no, I don't mind, ya never know between the two of us we could find something about this movie actually funny."
"Ya know Faith I think you might have been right about this movie, it really does suck."
"I vote we go do something more interesting." Faith winked.
"Like what?" Willow was cautious in her asking.
"How bout a few beers n shoot some pool?"
Willow exhaled in relief "Oh... erm… yeah sure, I gotta warn ya though I'm not very good."
"That's ok I'll teach ya."
………….
Buffy and Kennedy returned from their training regime to the empty house.
"Hello…anyone home? Guess they all gone out, check the kitchen see if they left us a note, I'm gonna change into something a little more dust free." Buffy ran up the stairs two at a time, Returning five minutes later in a new outfit. "Anything."
"No."
"Well they can't have gone far. You hungry?"
"Buffy."
"Don't worry she's ok. Not like someone's gonna mess with Willow now she got her groovy witchy thing going on."
"Yeah well Faith not here either."
"And your point is?"
"I don't like how she's been hanging around a lot lately."
"In case you didn't notice Kennedy, Faith lives here too."
"No, I mean she's been hanging round Willow a lot lately. It's been me and you out patrolling these last few weeks. Faith's been on this get drunk, slob around the house holiday." Kennedy's anger boiled inside.
"So?"
"So... You need to talk to her."
"Willow?"
"No. Faith."
Buffy just stared at her "Let me get this right; you want me to tell Faith to stop enjoying herself and she can no longer be friends with Willow?"
"Yeah."
Buffy laughed
"What's so funny?"
"You, you're jealous."
"NO I'm not…."
The front door burst open, Faith and Willow stumbled in giggling, telling each other very loudly to be quiet.
"What the fuck…" Kennedy ran to the front door "Willow you ok?"
Faith and Willow tried desperately to hold each other upright, and act sober.
"I'm fine...Schjust Faith n me we got bored (hic) n well..."
"You let her drink." Kennedy launched at Faith.
Faith knocked her aside "Whoa there, I never forced it down her neck."
Buffy intervened "Have fun did you?" As she caught the unsteady witch. "You need to take her to bed..." Buffy stared. "Now… Kennedy.
Kennedy guided Willow gently up the stairs, as Willow told her loudly what she wanted to do with her once hey got there.
Buffy and Faith stood watching them as they disappeared round the corner.
"Don't look at me like that B. I never forced the stuff down her."
"I didn't…"
"Yeah you were giving me the shame on you Faith look."
"I swear… I wasn't."
"Well don't. I'm off to bed."
"Faith."
"What B?"
"You wanna have a drink with me?"
Faith turned on the stairs "Got no Jack left."
"I got some more today; don't make me beg you Faith."
"Sure, I haven't had nearly enough yet anyway." Faith walked past her "But I'm pouring, can't stand the measly little measures you give me."
Pouring herself a large jack n coke Faith slumped into the chair. "Ill let you pour your own."
"Thanks."
"So what're we celebrating?"
Buffy finished pouring her drink "Nothing. Just thought you might want another. Willow's not exactly as pro as you at holding her booze."
"Yeah, she does ok, getting better lately though."
Buffy sniggered "You know Kenny's jealous?"
"She's always been jealous of me and you. Cos we're stronger and faster than she is."
"No… she thinks you're trying to steal Willow from her."
"What? Faith laughed "She thinks me n red got something going on"
"Yeah… well, you two have been kinda pally lately…"
"I'm teaching her how to play pool, you and K been out training so much we've been keeping each other company."
"Well just thought I should warn ya, she's after your head."
"Always has, nothing new there. She's got nothing to worry about, it's not Red I wanna get into." Faith winked at Buffy, making her blush.
"Well maybe we could all go out sometime. I could do with doing something other than training slayers, doing the shopping and paying bills."
"That a dig at me there B?"
"No… I wasn't implying anything. I'm sure if I asked you would help out. I just thought maybe you wouldn't mind if I tagged along, we haven't been out together for drinks since we were back in the bronze."
"Ah… memories. You, me, dancing. I'd like that. I'm sure Willow would too, she misses you."
The two slayers polished off the bottle before turning in for the night.
Faith stood at the bar ordering another round of drinks. When she saw Kennedy and Buffy through the window loitering outside.
"Hey Will, check this out." Faith pointed to where she should look.
"What're they doing?"
"Looks like they're deciding who should come in first." Faith walked up to the window rapping on it hard.
Buffy spun round quickly hearing the noise.
Faith stuck out her tongue then waved for them to come in. Then ordered them drinks from the bar.
"I put ya some beers in the corner there." Faith pointed to the seats with the cue she was holding.
Kennedy had already made herself comfortable in the corner where she could watch the whole of the bar area.
"Chill K. Everyone in here's cool alright."
"Yeah well I trust my own judgement thanks." Kennedy glared at Faith.
"Whatever." Faith continued her game against Willow. She could feel Kennedy's eyes watching every move she made.
"How bout we get a game of killer going?" Faith asked the gang.
"What's killer?" Buffy looked confused as Faith wandered off.
Willow began setting up the balls as she explained; "So killer… well we set the balls up, cost ya five dollars to play, you get three lives, and basically if you miss the pot then ya lose a life. When ya lives have gone you're out. The winner is the last one on the table, They get the booty. Any questions?"
"I…"
"Good. Let's play." Willow patted Buffy's arm, "You'll get it when you play."
Faith returned with five more players "Recruiting's done. Let's play."
Willow began collecting money from everyone as Faith chalked her cue and sent the white ball thundering down the table, into the pack, putting a ball into the bottom corner pocket. "Bonus."
Taking it in turns they played their shots down to the last three people. Faith, Kennedy and Buffy stood looking at the newly broken balls. Faith and Buffy smirked over Kennedy's head knowing she had only one life left to their two.
Just as she leaned down to take her shot Buffy couldn't resist a sarcastic comment "Don't miss."
Kennedy took her shot sending the ball toward the pocket, rattling between the jaws before it shot back out onto the table, scattering a few of the other balls.
Faith chuckled as Kennedy scowled at the offending ball on the table, before throwing herself down into the chair next to Willow. The red head leaned over placing her hand on Kennedy's arm and said "I wouldn't worry baby, Faith is always the last on the table."
Buffy surveyed the table looking for the best shot.
"Come twinkie make ya move." Faith rested on her cue.
Buffy smirked as she leaned down taking a shot. Striking the white ball as the game continued.
After twenty minutes they were down to one life each with only five balls left on the table. Faith before taking her shot looked up at Buffy, who was leaning at the other end of the table watching Faith play. A slow smile lifted the corners of her mouth as she asked "Wanna make it more interesting B?" Buffy shrugged "What!"
"Well we could always play for favours."
Faith looked puzzled "Favours?"
Buffy walked round to where Faith stood "Every time you pot a ball, you win a favour. Like… A massage, a foot rub, anything." Buffy smirked as she heard Faith gulp.
"No pressure then."
"None at all." She gestured to the table "After you."
The look of concentration on Faith's face as she took her shot was almost comical. She stood up to the sound of the balls sinking into the pocket "I do believe that's one favour to me. I'm gonna enjoy that back massage."
Buffy leaned down "Not as much as me." Buffy sunk another ball, stood up smirking "That's one favour all."
"Let's see if we can swing this my way." Faith potted again. "Two-one twinkie."
Buffy missed, her eyes were drawn to Faith's bare toned stomach directly in her line of sight for the shot. Faith chuckled victoriously.
"You still gotta make this pot F."
"Doesn't matter whether I win or lose now, cos it's still two favours to me."
"Stop being smug and just pot the ball F." Faith took the easy shot with the ball hanging over the pocket to win the game. Willow handed her the cash.
"My round, who wants?" Faith went to the bar, Buffy followed. "Guess that makes me the winner."
"That all depends on how you look at it. You might have won the game and the most favours, but the pleasure is gonna be all mine." Buffy smirked as she walked back to their seats, leaving Faith at the bar with her mouth hanging open.
Faith muttered to herself as she followed behind with the drinks "We'll see about that B."
Finis
