Title: Cry

Author: Kimberly aka last_days_of_pern

Rating: PG-13 (language)

Disclaimers: I don't own anything, please don't sue me.

Summary: Buffy hears a song that makes her think of Faith, and Faith just plain thinks of Buffy.


Buffy walked into her room after a particularly bad patrol and went straight for her bed to burry her head in her comfy pillows. It had been three whole weeks since she had last seen Faith in L.A. She still couldn't believe the younger girl turned herself in. "Just did it so I couldn't get to her." Buffy groused to herself. Buffy rolled over and hit the sleep button on her radio, hoping some music would take her mind off the dark slayer and let her get some sleep.

*If I had just one, tear running down your cheek, maybe I could, cope maybe I could get some sleep. If I had, just one moment at your expense, maybe all my misery, it would be well spent. Yeah.*

"Yeah right, I don't even think she capable of crying, even just one tear! God why does she have to be like that? I just wish… damn I don't even know what I wish anymore." Buffy frustrated took off her cloths to take a much-needed shower, but stopped to listen to rest of the song first. It hitting a chord way to close to home.

*Could you cry a little, lie just a little; pretend that you're feeling a little more pain. I gave now I'm wantin', something in return, so cry just a little, for me.*

Buffy sat heavily on her bed, "I asked her to go to jail, ok I screamed at Angel that she should, but she did, `cause I asked her to. Wonder if it would work. Yeah that's it Buff, march in there and demand that she cry in front of you, then she'll think I've lost it." Buffy ran a hand through her hair, growing more and more angry by the second.

*If your love could be caged, honey I would hold the key, and conceal it underneath, the pile of lies you're handing me. And you hunt, and those lies, would be all you'd ever find, that'd be all you'd have to know, for me to be fine. Yeah*

"She did tell me once that I held her heart. Wonder if that was just another of her lies. God I never wanted what happened to happen. But she didn't act scared at all, ever, and I was terrified, what in the hell was I supposed to do? Guess telling her she had my heart too would have helped some." A single tear rolled unnoticed down the blonde slayer's cheek.

*And you cry a little, die just a little, and baby I feel just a little less pain, I gave and now I'm wanting, something in return, so cry just a little for me.*

"Damn it I did give, I gave a lot, it's not my fault it wasn't enough for her! What was I supposed to do drop everything, give up everything and tell her to take me away? Well how the hell could I do that, this is the hellmouth for Christ's sake, we're slayers this is where we're supposed to be!" Buffy calmed herself, and then softly spoke, "supposed to be… together." More tears fell down Buffy's face; this time she wiped them away, trying to refocus on the song playing.

*You give it up baby, whimper, would be fine, some kind of clue that, you're doing time, some kind of heartache honey, give it a try. I don't want pity (honest) I want what is mine. Yeah.*

"Time," Buffy let out a straggled half laugh, "how's ten to twenty for ya huh Faith? Angel said they were going to do your sentencing next month, that you're not even trying to get out of whatever they give ya. Way not fair, I'll be dead by time you get outta there, not fair at all."

*Could you cry a little, lie just a little, pretend that you're felling, a little more pain, I gave, now I'm wantin', something in return, so cry a just little for me. (c-r-y) Could you cry, a little for me, yeah, cry a little for me.*

"And look, who's the one who ends up in tears?… Me." Buffy got up, put on her robe and walked out of her room towards the bathroom for her shower.


*L.A. County Jail*

Faith sat back heavily on her bed, it may be lights out but that didn't mean she could sleep. She was always more of a night person anyway. Faith looked up at the bunk above her, and the crumpled picture snugly hidden there. Golden blonde hair and beautiful hazel eyes looked back at her.

"Hey B, well that little shit of an attorney said that with good behavior and shit that I could be outta here in three to five. So all ya gotta to do is stay alive till then so that I can say my bit. I told you that I loved you, and this time I'm gonna convince ya; last time I could see it in your eyes that you didn't believe me. Well I'll let actions show this time, swear." Faith kissed her fingertips and pressed them to the picture, then wiped away the tears that were falling down her face. "Funny, never cried so much before, guess it's something only you could get me to do."