Sorry it's been a few days. I've been pretty busy. Just finished this chapter gonna start the next one soon. Should be up by tonight.

The next morning Buffy had woken up earlier than usual. The indicator light on her phone was blinking. She had a message from Willow letting her know that she'd found some books at the library for Giles, that could be handy for the San Francisco happenings. She also mentioned that she found a book that Buffy may be interested in. It had been almost a week since her arrival here and still no sign of Faith, or signs of fun for that matter. She felt equally as invisible here as she had at home. Oh well she thought.

She'd decided to attempt at making herself some breakfast. When she got downstairs and began concocting something out of egg and what she thought was bacon, Giles came strolling in.

"Oh, good morning Buffy. I wasn't expecting you to be up so soon. How are you this morning?"

"I'm alright. Anything new with the potential apocalypse brewing?"

Giles sensed something behind Buffy's eyes. She was saying the words but she had so much more to say deeper inside. Normally when it came to these suppressed emotions Giles would let them be and figure that they'd eventually work themselves out. But something about Buffy right now made him feel almost compelled to ask her.

"Are you alright? You seem, I don't know, you seem…well quite frankly you just seem sad."

She paused momentarily because Giles never really dug to find out anything like this.

"I'm ok G, I just feel sort of empty"

She was being very honest another or todays firsts. He gave her a sad smile and steadily made his way up to the girl. Treating her as if she were a small wild creature, easily terrified. He didn't want her to run. In a very uncharacteristic show of affection, Giles placed his strong fatherly arms gingerly around Buffy. He wasn't the best when it came to verbal comfort but the least he could do was hug the younger girl and try to show some form of support.

"Buffy, I know things are tough right now. Maybe soon things will start to look up. You'll have your focus on San Francisco and all your other worries will just seem, I don't know minimal."

Buffy nodded slowly.

"I suppose."

Giles had decided that perhaps staying cooped up in this big old hotel, or wandering around this giant city alone, wasn't exactly the best way for Buffy to take her mind off her troubles. He asked her if she'd like to go on a little adventure out into the city. She'd agreed and they were now in his car finding their way to the restaurant he had suggested.

The little space was covered with greens and browns a very earthy feel. What else could you expect in LA, unless in Hollywood, where in trade for earthy you get rainbow. The food itself and the service was good. Her and Giles tried to manage some conversation without mentioning anything slayer-like. Then, there it was again. Another tingling feeling like at the pizza shop. She could sense Faith again. It got harder to focus on the topic at hand and easier to let her mind stray. As soon as they returned from their journeying, Buffy got in her car and figured she'd just follow her senses until she either found Faith at the end of them, or she got completely lost.

She'd been driving for a while. Following this feeling. Whenever she'd thought she'd found the end of her trip the senses took her somewhere else. She'd stopped at 4 hotels, a 7eleven and 3 gas stations, and to no avail. She pulled off at a small park and drank a red bull she'd picked up at one of her many stops. She stared off at the space before her simply watching the branches of all the trees swaying in the wind. She watched the leafs blow in the air and scatter to the ground. Everything seemed so serene and peaceful. Buffy couldn't feel either of those things. She'd just barely admitted to herself her complete feeling or lack thereof of belonging in this world anymore, much less admitted it to anyone else. Without warning hot tears slowly started pooling in her eyes, and just as rapidly trickling down her pale cheeks. Buffy could handle feeling out of the loop, a loss of self worth, and a lack of importance. But she couldn't stand that the person who could make all that seem minuscule was out of sight. She'd come here to feel something. She'd come to LA to find something to make everything a little more bearable. Faith not being here when Buffy needs her most, is just…Buffy smacked her head down on the steering wheel…well it's just so fucking like Faith!

She managed to nod off to sleep, while having gotten so deep into her thoughts that they eventually just became dreams. When she woke up she was still sitting in her car but she could no longer see the trees or the leafs, it'd gotten too dark. She started her car, the dashboard clock reading 7:15.

"Really? How did I manage to sleep for 4 hours?"

She rolled her eyes, and sluggishly allowed herself to drive. Her body was starting to mimic her heart. Going through the motions that her brain was telling it to. Her limbs felt like anchors, weights just dragging her down. The drive back to her sanctuary was taking lifetimes. Passing familiar signs and exits. She was only ten minutes away now, the closer she got the further she wished she was. Her mind wouldn't make itself up, with a heavy sigh she tried to breath out all this frustration. She'd made it to the parking garage forcing her rental into park and dragging her own lifeless body to the hotel entrance.

The girls had come back from their trip and were all sitting in the common room chatting with Giles and Angel about "Vacation". Angel was the first to notice her arrival. He gave her a leering smile and she fell into one of the chairs next to Rona. She listening without involvement. Her mind not processing the conversations. She thought about what could be happening back home, and why she'd decided to stay here for so long. The idea was one not well planned. Had Faith been here perhaps things could have gone differently, but if Buffy was going to feel this emptiness she'd rather do it in the privacy of her own room than in a hotel filled with people and a place where she's never felt more lonely in her whole life. Angel gave her a curious look and proceeded to leave the room. He returned shortly after with a tray of sandwiches.

"A light dinner girls? Figured you'd all like to continue your talking in here, rather than move the party."

He smiled at them as they thanked him for his thoughtfulness. Buffy inwardly sneered at him. Undoubtedly patting himself on the back. He was a good guy she, and everyone else knew that. It was no secret, and maybe she should stop trying to pretend it didn't do something for her. I mean in the last few months Faith's not so much as text. No sign of feelings that could be returned. She'd been playing this scenerio of her visit over and over in her head that she had just assumed it would all go as accordingly.

Maybe it was time to stop kidding herself. If Faith felt even remotely the same she'd have at the very least tried to get in contact with her. At least Angel was making it very clear of his intentions. Ugh, but did she really want to start that whole debacle again. Taking a glance at him, still with his gaze locked in on her. No, was the only answer she could come up with. She took a bite of her turkey on rye. I could get used to this food though.

A couple hours later she'd said her good nights and headed back to her room.

She took a lukewarm shower and put on her new found favorite pair of Faith's shorts. She laid herself in bed and turned off the lamp beside her.

"Fuck this place"

She whispered into the darkness.

"Fuck this lamp, fuck this bed, fuck these shorts!"

She was now shouting into the big emptiness before her.

"Fuck Angel, Fuck Giles, Fuck Willow and Kennedy. Dawn and Xander. Fuck em All! And fuck you most of all, you Faith, Fuck you!"

Her words were stuttered and harsh. Being pushed out in completely loss of control.

"Fuck you Faith, fuck you."

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"Fuck me? What did I do?"

Next Chapter will definitely involve some B/F

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