They both stopped, facing each other in the dusty hallway of the ruins of what formerly used to be the Sunnydale high school. Their eyes locked in the total silence that surrounded them, locking them utterly alone in this far away world of their own. None of them had any idea why they walked in the campus, and then continued along the piles of broken walls into the centre of the school. At least they didn't know until suddenly they stood there, looking into the eyes of the only other one who could understand. It was like destiny pulling them there at the same time, and making them meet there in the dark room. Something was in the air; something was brewing there on top of the hellmouth. It wasn't evil, for the first time since those lands saw the sun for the first time evil wasn't on the verge of attacking or destroying the earth. Evil wasn't brewing on the hellmouth, but love was.
Hair danced silently on the blonde small girl standing there, watching how her twin sister in blood and power changed from aggravated, angry and finally into a stage of content. Her smile was matched by the empowering brilliance of the darker girl. And now no arrogance was showing in her smile, it was just a plain and happy smile. It warmed the blonde slayers heart, seeing how her fellow slayer stopped trying to fight the feelings she knew boiled inside her skin, just like they did inside her.
Love. There was no other word for the feeling running through the two slayers like poison. Faith felt it, just like Buffy had for so long. They didn't need words for it, not anymore. The feeling went beyond the raw animal lust for the other, and above all love. It was like their bodies had connected, and sewn their souls together. Both could feel the others breath, heartbeats and thoughts. Feelings like newborn children fluttered within them, new and fresh they saw the day and ceased it. Still they don't move, but they touch each other without moving. Standing there like statuettes, light breeze breaths followed all the available skin. The room gets crowded with the huge feelings and their all but innocent sent coming off them in waves. Buffy is hurting, her heart spilt open as a deep stab, her love filling up inside her. She was ready to pounce on Faith, her bittersweet desire eating her up. All the cobwebs connecting logic to love disappeared the second her love licked her lips and whispered soundlessly the three words that could turn anyone around. "I love you" her lips said back, even though she voiced no words.
"I love you. I love you. I love you." It was the scream of the world, the raging of the traffic somewhere far away, it was Buffy's breathing, the dust settling on the floor, it was Faith's sleepy eyes following the none exciting movements and the low buzzing of their hearts together.
Simultaneously they threw away their weapons, stakes and knifes. Then their jackets flew discarded into the wall, no longer needed to keep the warmth inside. Mumbling words of love flew in the air, and yet again they comforted each other without any touching.
"I'll never leave you Buffy. I'm always here." Faith spoke the words, the first actual sounds since they had met. The first words that where spoken in a gleam of darkness in the hollow abandoned school.
"I love you" She answered slowly, as she savoured how the words tasted in her mouth. Her voice was small and frail, as if she was afraid of being broken to the bone by her one and true love.
"We can't Buffy" Faith said, and sounded so far away. "You cut me, dipped the knife in my guts. You killed me." Her voice didn't change, but her eyes changed into blue opals of compassion. "I didn't." Buffy sobbed dryly to the ground. She was beyond breaking, only to be lifted by the strong love of Faith. "But I love you Buffy."
A small step by each of them closed the distance. Mouths broke open and slowly landed into serenity. The sweetness of the morning dew was found in their kisses, the first of many. The raw lust collided within, it settled and they touched the skin of hands and arms. Soon fingers lurked open zippers, and found sneaking ways into damp, hot panties. They both moaned of the forbidden pleasure. Their hands untangled slowly and finding other places to feel.
The fire alarm, it screamed through the darkness, and interrupted the two slayers. That constant beeping and screaming sound surrounded them in the suddenly smoke filled room. Walls collapsed even more around them, bits of concrete crashing down from the ceiling, landing on the disintegrating floor. Some of the concrete stones flew down, and almost hit the two of them standing there locked in a deathly desiring embrace.
Faith seemed to loose colour, and fade into the background. She slipped from her grasp, sliding between her fingers like water. Tears ran freely from her eyes as she looked upon Buffy. The tears turned to blood, and the bloody Faith faded as fire broke out between the two of them.
The flames went higher, and Faith disappeared in them. Buffy felt petrified, glued to the floor by the fear running madly inside her brain and body. It lived and ate on her nerves, feeding on the dying of her hope.
Her mouth opened; desperately she tried to yell for Faith to come back. Her throat was dried and dusted. She took a large breath of the poisonous smoke, and screamed at the top of her lungs. Screamed, yelled and cried. Then realizing as the fire alarm sounded alarmingly like another more familiar sound.