Hey guys...so this is going to be the final chapter. I'm sorry it's taken so long and that this ending may be kinda "lack-luster" buuut I've kinda lost interest in this story. I've started working on some other things which I'm a lot more dedicated to, seeing as I didn't start them years ago hahaha. Well anyway. I hope you guys read and enjoy my new projects, soon to be published!

Buffy woke to the sound of Willow talking quietly to Kennedy about what had happened the day prior.

"I honestly don't know what I can do for her Ken…I mean, in a weird kind of way she was injured by natural causes, so ya know there's that whole magic can't help sorta thing."

"Ok, buuuut there's also that whole slayer deal Will…can't you just I don't know speed up the healing process and like fill up that cavernous hole? There's gotta be something you can do. I've seen you cast crazier spells in the past Wills."

Willow took a deep breath through her nose and threaded her eyebrows.

"Well…I did find something, nothing big but it might help a little. I guess it can't hurt and you're right about slayer healing the hole is already a lot smaller than yesterday."

"Do it!"

Buffy surprised the two girls with her command, seeing as they had assumed she was deep in slayer slumber.

"Whatever it is. However big or small the help is…just do it!"

With that Buffy took off to the bathroom. She didn't want to let Willow and Kennedy see the complete lack of control she had in her worrying. Buffy sat on the edge of the bathtub her head resting solemnly in her hands. She stared at the knobs on the cabinets beneath the sink making faces out of the wood grain patterns. Trying to focus on anything but what may or may not be working on fixing Faith right now. She let her body slink down into the tub. The porcelain walls becoming a shelter from her thoughts. She let the cold against her skin block out whatever tangent of concern she was about to slip into.

Several moments later she heard the door to the room open then close. Assuming whatever Willow had done was now over, she made her way from her bathtub barricade to see how Faith was doing.

Behind the door she found Faith still laying unconscious in her bed. A heavy sigh escaped from her lungs. She reclaimed her seat next to the object of her affection. Faith looked so small for the first time to Buffy. She was always so much stronger than her, emotionless. Or so she tried to make herself seem that way. Just seeing Faith in this state made her feel sick to her stomach. Granted several years ago she'd have been the one to place Faith in this situation. But after having discovered her repressed feelings for the other girl, she couldn't even think about the things she'd done to her without feeling invisible daggers of guilt plunge into her chest.

"I can't keep this in anymore Faith."

At first she hadn't realized she'd spoken it out loud, but given the other girls anything but alert state, she decided why bother silencing her thoughts, when she could finally just vocalize them.

"Why'd you have to go and get all friendly with that stupid demons weapon. Damn it Faith. You're always going and doing the worst possible thing. You just don't care do you! You always just go for it, head on…no thought process, just jump in with both feet. You're so fucking frustrating! I come all this way to tell you something and now here you are, all full of holes and totally out of it. Well why wouldn't you be. This is always how it works for me isn't it."

She let her hand run across the bandaged torso. Tracing the identical wound she'd given the darker girl several years before. She pulled her hand back trying to suppress the memory back. A few ghost tears slipped from her lids before she knew to wipe them away.

"Why can't you just wake up! Why can't you just bounce back like always. Why can't you just be

invincible like usual. You didn't die when I wanted you to, it's just like you to go and do it now."

She stood and began pacing. Running her fingers through her hair. Her mind was roaming wildly through all her feelings and all the thoughts she'd been having over the passed months. It was just like Faith to go and get herself into this kind of predicament before Buffy could even muster up the nerve to confess herself.

"Goddammit Faith you can't die! I need you! I- I love you! Uggggggh!"

"I was hoping I wouldn't have to die for you to finally admit it."

Buffy's head snapped around almost fast enough to cause it to pop off the neck it was resting on. Her eyes met with a groggy looking Faith with her signature smirk gracing her lips.

"But that seems to be a quality to look for in a relationship."

Buffy flung herself on top of Faith, disregarding the pain that her weight must have caused to the still very much injured girl. She covered Faith's face in small kisses, before looking up into Faith's eyes.

The dark slayers arms snaked their way around Buffy's small body holding her into herself. She let the pain she was in melt away by focusing on the girl that filled her unconscious dreams.

"You know I heard you the other day."

"What do you mean."

"When we were on the roof and you said you loved me, while I was outside."

"WHAT! HOW!"

"Are you serious B? Even if it weren't for the slayer hearing, try the fact that the walls of that "shack" aren't exactly steel."

"Oh, My…G…"

Buffy's embarrassment was cut short when Faith pressed her lips to her own assuring her that her feelings weren't one sided. Buffy slipped into nirvana, the taste of Faith's lips being something she'd only since dreamed of, now becoming a reality.

"If it makes you turn less red, I love you too."

It didn't help Buffy's light complexion turning a very sunburn shine. Faith couldn't help but smile at the sight. The girls were too wrapped up in each other and the euphoria of it all to realize the small ginger headed witch standing in the doorway. Willow waved her own girlfriend in the direction of the room. Kennedy catching sight of her slayer sisters and being less then able to contain herself than her girlfriend she burst into laughter. Willow jammed an elbow into Kennedy's ribs.

"What? I can't help it! It's about fucking time."

With the statement Faith sent a thin middle finger in the younger girls direction, Buffy still too engulfed in Faith to notice anyone else was even in the room.

Thanks for reading guys...again hope you read the new stuff I'm working on! Reviews of this story are very welcome I'd like to know what you guys think I should work on...(other than not getting distracted and losing interest in my own stories) ;)