Author's Note: Forgive me if this story sucks..I just came up with it.
Please R/R.
The Reason
"I'll never trust her," Buffy whispered to Willow, who sitting next to Buffy on the back porch.
"You have to, Buff," Willow said as she took a bite of Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream.
"Can I have some?" Buffy whimpered as she looked longingly at Willow's bowl of ice cream. Willow took her spoon and stuck it in her best friend's mouth. "Thank you."
"So, why can't you ever trust her?" Willow asked, noticing that Buffy's mouth was stuffed full of ice cream.
"Yeah, why can't you trust me, B?" Faith asked as she walked out Buffy's back door.
Buffy rolled her eyes. "Give me one reason why I should ever trust you, Faith."
"You and me hold the key to the Slayer line, B. We have to do this to keep this world around."
Buffy stood up, filled with anger, and said, "Since when do you care about the rest of the world? I thought all you cared about was yourself. Since when do you care who the Hell you hurt or protect?"
Faith, not too surprised by this outburst, stood inches from Buffy's faith and replied, "Who said I didn't care?"
"Pretty much you did. You're the one who chose to go evil and give into temptation. That pretty much sums up my whole thoughts on you not caring."
"Deep down, I didn't stop caring."
"Could've fooled me," Buffy scoffed.
Willow was getting extremely sick of the arguing. "You two need to shut up."
"Looks like Red's got a pair on her," Faith replied sarcastically.
"I said, shut up," Willow screamed in a bone-chilling tone. A look of fear was spread across both Slayers' faces. Willow took a deep breath before continuing her speech, "Buffy, as much as you know I hate to say this, Faith and you are the keys to the Slayer line. You two do need to get along. And Faith, don't start acting like Buffy should just automatically be your best friend. You screwed up. You screwed Buffy and the rest of us. That's not an easily forgivable thing. Now, I don't know what I should tell you, but I'd say that both of you need to do some sort of Slayer-bond fest or something. Do something to get over all this crap between you two!"
With that, Willow went inside, leaving Buffy and Faith on the porch. She hoped that she had done the right thing, and considering the applause the Potentials gave her as she came in she knew she had.
* * *
"So, how do we get over this shit?" Faith asked bluntly.
"I don't know," Buffy mumbled.
"Figures," Faith said rolling her eyes.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, you always think you're so much better than me. You're not. You're just a loser, B. You're a pathetic loser."
Buffy controlled the urge to punch Faith, though it was difficult. "Ooh, put downs.can we say first grade?"
Faith lifted her clenched fist up and was about to hit Buffy square in the eye when Xander came outside. She dropped it quickly, not wanting to look like the aggressor.
"Willow was right," Xander said softly to both girls. "You two are too old to be acting this childish. Anya and she just got off the phone with Giles, and he said that the only way he knew that you two could re- bond is to do the meditation thing in the desert together. He's gonna pick you up as soon as he gets done with the insurance guys from The Magic Box."
"But that would leave all the Potentials without Slayer protection," Buffy said quickly.
"Yeah, they'd be screwed," Faith agreed.
"Yeah, well, they'll be even more screwed if the two of you don't quit acting like this. Your relationship is causing everyone around you to get stressed out. You two need to get your pretty little butts to that desert and do that meditation thing, or else the world is gonna suffer."
Buffy and Faith both sighed, knowing that their anger was draining them of the strength needed to fight the First. They looked at each other and nodded. "So, it's agreed?" Xander asked.
"Yeah," they replied in harmony.
Faith headed inside to grab her jacket, but Buffy held back with Xander. "Let the Potentials know that you and Kennedy are in charge."
"Okay," Xander whispered. "You two be careful.and don't kill each other."
"I'll try not to harm a hair on her pretty little head," Buffy grumbled as she ran inside to grab her coat.
* * *
Buffy and Faith began the ritual later that evening. It took less than five minutes before they saw the First Slayer.
"Anger separates you," the First Slayer said in her dry, rough voice.
"Yes," Buffy replied. "How do we get over it?"
"Accept it," the First Slayer replied.
"What?" Faith asked because the First Slayer's replies were too vague for her. "What do we accept?"
"The reason," the First Slayer replied.
"What reason?" Faith asked again, approaching the First Slayer slowly.
"Evil's reason," the First Slayer replied harshly.
"The First Evil?" Buffy questioned.
"Yes," the First Slayer replied.
"What is its reason?" Faith asked loudly.
"You," the First Slayer replied, pointing to both girls.
"Both of us?" Buffy asked, as Faith had become silent.
"Yes, both."
"Why are we the reason?"
"You died," the First Slayer replied as she pointed at Buffy.
"Yes and my friends resurrected me," Buffy replied softly.
"Not that time."
Buffy stood confused. She'd almost forgotten about the first time she'd died.
"You died and another was called."
"Yes."
"She died and Faith was called."
"Yes," both Faith and Buffy replied softly.
"You became bad," the Slayer said harshly as her angst touched Faith.
"Yes, I did. I killed a man."
"You turned your back. Your soul was almost lost to Evil."
"So?" Faith said, annoyed that the Slayer was focusing so much attention on her.
"You showed weakness. You almost gave in to Evil. You are a warrior. A warrior for good, but you went bad."
"So?" Faith repeated becoming more frightened with each word the First Slayer spoke.
"Evil only needs one soul to give in to win the fight. You almost gave into his temptation. You showed that even the good can become evil," Buffy said, understanding what the First Slayer was implying.
"So, it's all my fault?" Faith asked angrily.
"No," the Slayer said. "You were not ready to be the Slayer. That is not your fault."
"I was ready," Faith said through gritted teach.
"Ready ones do not give in to evil," the Slayer replied.
"Then why was I chosen?" Faith asked. "It was time."
"So, how do we stop the Evil?" Buffy asked softly.
"Ask for forgiveness and forgive yourself. Trust love and disregard hate."
"We win by loving it?" Faith asked sarcastically.
"No," the Slayer replied. "Each other. You are the keys. You must protect the future Slayers by forgiving the past."
"Is that it?" Faith asked, but it was too late. The First Slayer just disappeared. "Did you understand any of that?"
"Yeah," Buffy replied.
"Can you explain it?"
"We have to get over our problems. If we do that, it will weaken the First's power."
"Oh," Faith replied. "And it's all my fault?"
Buffy looked at her and sighed.
The Reason
"I'll never trust her," Buffy whispered to Willow, who sitting next to Buffy on the back porch.
"You have to, Buff," Willow said as she took a bite of Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream.
"Can I have some?" Buffy whimpered as she looked longingly at Willow's bowl of ice cream. Willow took her spoon and stuck it in her best friend's mouth. "Thank you."
"So, why can't you ever trust her?" Willow asked, noticing that Buffy's mouth was stuffed full of ice cream.
"Yeah, why can't you trust me, B?" Faith asked as she walked out Buffy's back door.
Buffy rolled her eyes. "Give me one reason why I should ever trust you, Faith."
"You and me hold the key to the Slayer line, B. We have to do this to keep this world around."
Buffy stood up, filled with anger, and said, "Since when do you care about the rest of the world? I thought all you cared about was yourself. Since when do you care who the Hell you hurt or protect?"
Faith, not too surprised by this outburst, stood inches from Buffy's faith and replied, "Who said I didn't care?"
"Pretty much you did. You're the one who chose to go evil and give into temptation. That pretty much sums up my whole thoughts on you not caring."
"Deep down, I didn't stop caring."
"Could've fooled me," Buffy scoffed.
Willow was getting extremely sick of the arguing. "You two need to shut up."
"Looks like Red's got a pair on her," Faith replied sarcastically.
"I said, shut up," Willow screamed in a bone-chilling tone. A look of fear was spread across both Slayers' faces. Willow took a deep breath before continuing her speech, "Buffy, as much as you know I hate to say this, Faith and you are the keys to the Slayer line. You two do need to get along. And Faith, don't start acting like Buffy should just automatically be your best friend. You screwed up. You screwed Buffy and the rest of us. That's not an easily forgivable thing. Now, I don't know what I should tell you, but I'd say that both of you need to do some sort of Slayer-bond fest or something. Do something to get over all this crap between you two!"
With that, Willow went inside, leaving Buffy and Faith on the porch. She hoped that she had done the right thing, and considering the applause the Potentials gave her as she came in she knew she had.
* * *
"So, how do we get over this shit?" Faith asked bluntly.
"I don't know," Buffy mumbled.
"Figures," Faith said rolling her eyes.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, you always think you're so much better than me. You're not. You're just a loser, B. You're a pathetic loser."
Buffy controlled the urge to punch Faith, though it was difficult. "Ooh, put downs.can we say first grade?"
Faith lifted her clenched fist up and was about to hit Buffy square in the eye when Xander came outside. She dropped it quickly, not wanting to look like the aggressor.
"Willow was right," Xander said softly to both girls. "You two are too old to be acting this childish. Anya and she just got off the phone with Giles, and he said that the only way he knew that you two could re- bond is to do the meditation thing in the desert together. He's gonna pick you up as soon as he gets done with the insurance guys from The Magic Box."
"But that would leave all the Potentials without Slayer protection," Buffy said quickly.
"Yeah, they'd be screwed," Faith agreed.
"Yeah, well, they'll be even more screwed if the two of you don't quit acting like this. Your relationship is causing everyone around you to get stressed out. You two need to get your pretty little butts to that desert and do that meditation thing, or else the world is gonna suffer."
Buffy and Faith both sighed, knowing that their anger was draining them of the strength needed to fight the First. They looked at each other and nodded. "So, it's agreed?" Xander asked.
"Yeah," they replied in harmony.
Faith headed inside to grab her jacket, but Buffy held back with Xander. "Let the Potentials know that you and Kennedy are in charge."
"Okay," Xander whispered. "You two be careful.and don't kill each other."
"I'll try not to harm a hair on her pretty little head," Buffy grumbled as she ran inside to grab her coat.
* * *
Buffy and Faith began the ritual later that evening. It took less than five minutes before they saw the First Slayer.
"Anger separates you," the First Slayer said in her dry, rough voice.
"Yes," Buffy replied. "How do we get over it?"
"Accept it," the First Slayer replied.
"What?" Faith asked because the First Slayer's replies were too vague for her. "What do we accept?"
"The reason," the First Slayer replied.
"What reason?" Faith asked again, approaching the First Slayer slowly.
"Evil's reason," the First Slayer replied harshly.
"The First Evil?" Buffy questioned.
"Yes," the First Slayer replied.
"What is its reason?" Faith asked loudly.
"You," the First Slayer replied, pointing to both girls.
"Both of us?" Buffy asked, as Faith had become silent.
"Yes, both."
"Why are we the reason?"
"You died," the First Slayer replied as she pointed at Buffy.
"Yes and my friends resurrected me," Buffy replied softly.
"Not that time."
Buffy stood confused. She'd almost forgotten about the first time she'd died.
"You died and another was called."
"Yes."
"She died and Faith was called."
"Yes," both Faith and Buffy replied softly.
"You became bad," the Slayer said harshly as her angst touched Faith.
"Yes, I did. I killed a man."
"You turned your back. Your soul was almost lost to Evil."
"So?" Faith said, annoyed that the Slayer was focusing so much attention on her.
"You showed weakness. You almost gave in to Evil. You are a warrior. A warrior for good, but you went bad."
"So?" Faith repeated becoming more frightened with each word the First Slayer spoke.
"Evil only needs one soul to give in to win the fight. You almost gave into his temptation. You showed that even the good can become evil," Buffy said, understanding what the First Slayer was implying.
"So, it's all my fault?" Faith asked angrily.
"No," the Slayer said. "You were not ready to be the Slayer. That is not your fault."
"I was ready," Faith said through gritted teach.
"Ready ones do not give in to evil," the Slayer replied.
"Then why was I chosen?" Faith asked. "It was time."
"So, how do we stop the Evil?" Buffy asked softly.
"Ask for forgiveness and forgive yourself. Trust love and disregard hate."
"We win by loving it?" Faith asked sarcastically.
"No," the Slayer replied. "Each other. You are the keys. You must protect the future Slayers by forgiving the past."
"Is that it?" Faith asked, but it was too late. The First Slayer just disappeared. "Did you understand any of that?"
"Yeah," Buffy replied.
"Can you explain it?"
"We have to get over our problems. If we do that, it will weaken the First's power."
"Oh," Faith replied. "And it's all my fault?"
Buffy looked at her and sighed.
