Hey guys, sorry it's been forever. I've been working a lot and also started writing some Glee Fanfic...So I kinda put this on the back burner. I promise to write some more a lot quicker than it has been. But until then I apologize at how short this chapter is. Think of it as a half a chapter...while I get the rest sorted out.


"You know B, the heart works in mysterious ways."

"Really? I always thought that was God, or was it Santa Clause? Well either way. I'm aware that there is no rhyme or reason to the way our hearts work. But why does he have to still love me?"

Faith shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know. You guys have always had this sort of, unspoken thing. Well not entirely unspoken. In fact I think it's too spoken of. I'm actually sort of sick of it being spoken of."

She stole a glance at Buffy who looked a little crestfallen at the bluntness that is Faith.

"Oh, no. I'm sorry Buff, I didn't mean you uh talking about it now. I meant hearing it from him. Every time I try to talk to him about something going on with me, somehow your name ends up in his side of the conversation one way or another."

Buffy wanted to feel something next to perhaps happiness at the thought of them talking about her, but instead it just furthered her distain for what Angel was now telling everyone about.

"I just don't know how to make him understand that I'm not interested anymore."

Faith narrowed her eyes at the smaller girl.

"Why not? New guy?"

"No!"

Buffy answered a little faster and a little louder than she had intended to.

"Ok. Got it. No need to scream."

A gentle smile forming letting Buffy know she was playing. Buffy wanted to be able to tell Faith that there was certainly not any new guy. That she in fact did find someone new, or rather someone old but seen in new light. Instead she settled on creating more small talk and listening to the rain tap on the tin roof of the Faith's small building.

"Do you want to just like watch a movie. I know it's not all that exciting but it's at least something to do on a rainy day and there's not a single baby slayer in sight to talk through all the good parts?"

Buffy momentarily reminisced about movie nights between Willow, Xander and herself back in high school. She'd always loved watching old movies and getting lost in the simplicity of them.

"Sure, I'll let you pick seeing as it's you're collection of old tapes not mine."

A gingered smile spread across her lips in a way that if Faith didn't know any better could have been mistaken for seductive. The movie was chosen and the two slayers settled onto either side of the small couch settling in ready for their millionth viewing of "My Fair Lady".

"Faith, I really didn't picture you as someone who would watch old Hepburn movies."

Faith laughed and smacked Buffy playfully.

"Are you kidding me. Audrey is totally hot! Of course I'd watch this."

Faith continued a slight laugh waiting for the opening credits. Leaving a bewildered Buffy to run through what was just said. HOT?

Time had flown by and the girls were already on their 3rd movie when Faith realized that Buffy had drifted to sleep somewhere in between "The Birds" and "Some Like it Hot". She decided not to wake the poor sleeping blonde and give her at least until the rain stopped to sleep. Deeply interested in the film at hand Faith didn't notice until it was already happening that Buffy's head had found it's way to her shoulder. Faith's conscience was filled with the scent of Buffy's freshly washed hair. She smelled remarkable. I'll have to find out what shampoo she uses. She then gently shoved the girl back into her respective side of the couch before getting up and taking her smokes with her out of the dry room and into the cold.

When Buffy woke up she felt the absence of Faith and a twinge of sadness at the feeling of being abandoned by the other girl. It wasn't until she could see Faith from the window that her sadness was completely replaced with the feeling of anxiousness. Look at where I am, look at who I'm with. I'm on top of the world, with no one here to interrupt of judge me for what I want to say. No one can see me, so why am I still so afraid and unable to say what I came here to say. She took a second look at the raven haired girl holding a dimly lit cigarette trying disparately to avoid the rain drops.

"I…love you, Faith." She said it more as a question than a confession. Faith turned to look in through the window her eyes meeting Buffy's now fear stricken ones. There was no way that she heard her, but the heat still made it's way up from Buffy's heart to rest on her pale cheeks turning them bright red. Oh my god if this is what it's like when she just catches me off guard how am I ever supposed to utter those words straight to her face. The two girls once again locked eyes, "I love you." She said again in a lower almost inaudible whisper. She turned away as the girl squinted her eyes as if to say "Hey dummy I can't hear you through walls wait till I come back inside" Buffy smacked herself on the forehead. This may take a while longer for me to do than I thought.