Authors Note: Hey! It's me (as opposed to the other person who doesn't
write this story) sorry, I'm very hyper. I'm very sorry to those of you who
were upset when I killed Faith. I had to! I had to. sorry. MMMM ICE CREAM!
Well, on with the story!
Disclaimer: Buffy rocks. Angel rocks. Harry Potter rocks. I love them all. But I do not own them, and Im not gonna pretend I do. But If Joss, Mutant Enemy and JK are looking for someone to give a HUGE Christmas present to. I wouldn't really mind. I do, however, own Sierra, so please don't steal her!
Chapter Seven Sierra Mist
"Oh. My. God." Buffy said, staring down at Faith. "She's dead."
"Dead? As in, forever?" Cordelia asked.
"Cordelia. Did that bullet look a vampire to you?" Buffy said, "'Cuz if it didn't, she's not coming back."
"Well duh Buffy. I was just shocked. Faith seemed too. alive to be dead."
"Alright." Angel said.
"Red will be lookin' for us." Spike said. He was unusually sane since he had started fighting again. Buffy picked up the walk talky. "Will, you there?"
"Yeah. We're all good over here."
"We found Faith!" Buffy told her. "That's great Buffy!"
"Well, the problem is, she got shot. And is dead."
There was silence from the other end.
"Will? Still there?" Buffy asked.
"Dead?"
"Yes, dead. She got shot. It was almost I. Or Cordelia, but it hit her in the head instead. I couldn't reach her in time."
"It's not your fault."
"I know." Buffy said. "But how are we going to go to England? Will there be another Slayer? In time?"
"I don't know, Buffy."
"Will, I have to go. We'll meet you there in a while." Buffy put the walk talky back on her waist.
"Angel, can you carry her?" Angel looked at Buffy, then down at Faith.
"I think so." Angel said.
"Thanks."
They carried Faith's body up to the control room. When Willow saw it, she looked sick.
"Buffy, that's. bad. What happened?"
"I told you."
"I know, but." she trailed off.
You're right. It is bad Will. Let's go home."
"You mean to Angel's home, right?" Cordelia asked.
"Duh Cordy.'
"And mine."
* * *
20 minutes later, the gang was outside of the Hyperion.
"Angel, what are we going to do?" Buffy asked, "We can't just. burry her."
"I'll take care of it." Angel said.
"Alright. So." Gunn threw open the door of the Hyperion. They all walked inside.
There was a girl sitting on the couch. She was young, about fifteen, with straight brown hair that had pink-ish Avril Lavigne-style highlights, and her clothes were of the hip, semi-punk variety.
"Hi." Angel said upon seeing her, "Can we help you?"
"I'm Sierra." The girl said. Despite her bold appearance, the girl sounded almost shy. "I'm looking for someone named Buffy?"
Buffy looked up. "Present, but why are you looking for me, here?"
"Umm. my watcher told me that you would be here, and your sister- Dawn? - Told me to wait here."
"Whoa. Back up. Your WATCHER?" Cordelia exclaimed, "You are a slayer?!"
"Ya, I guess." She looked at Angel. "Why are you walking around with. two. vampires, one carrying a body?"
"Oh. Hang on. I'm Buffy. this is Cordelia, she's half-demon, and Fred, and Gunn, member of a vampire-hunting gang, and Willow, my best friend, who happens to be AWESOME at magick, Xander, my other best friend, Giles, MY watcher, Anya." Buffy paused and looked around. "Where's Anya?"
"Oh, she got called for a vengeance gig in the middle of our prison break-y in-y festivities and said she'll be back in a while." Xander responded.
"Anya's a vengeance demon. Spike's a vampire with a soul, and Angel is my ex-boyfriend vampire with a soul, and the only vampire to ever have a son. Connor, the other teen here with Dawn. Together, they make up the "Scooby Gang" almost in it's entirety, minus Oz, a werewolf, Tara, another witch, and Wesley. another watcher."
"That's. an impressive group of friends." Sierra commented. "So, who's the dead girl?"
"Oh, that's Faith. She's a slayer from when Kendra, the slayer that became active when I died. the first time.died."
"And now she's dead. Meaning I'm on active slayer duty."
"Er- yes." Giles broke in.
"Nice 'ta meet ya, Sierra." Willow said.
"Er- Sierra, if you don't mind me asking, where is your watcher?"
"Oh, he. had to go to England for a couple of days. His name is George Plainfield."
"Excellent man." Giles said, "I know him well. I'm going in the office to use the phone to see if I can get a hold of him to ask about us leaving for England. Any new slayer on the Hellmouth needs a watcher there."
"So, Sierra." Buffy said, "You have a proper, council-following watcher?"
"No. We both quit. They tried to kill me because I said that I didn't want to give up my friends, we both became angry, and left the council."
"Having friends is good." Buffy said. "I'm the longest living slayer ever, and I have friends."
"Yes, I'd heard." Sierra gave a smile. She really was a very cute girl.
"Buffy?" Angel asked.
"Yeah?" Buffy answered. Her heart skipped a beat. Hearing him say her name like that. was. amazing. If it weren't for him, she'd have been dead.
"Can we. go talk about what to do with Faith? My plan isn't going to work."
"Sure." Buffy said.
The two "friends" walked up the stairs to an empty room, since Giles was using the phone. When Buffy opened the door, a scary sight awaited them.
Connor and Dawn were kissing on the bed. It looked like a perfectly innocent kiss, but it was still strange. There was something unnerving about it. Unnatural.
"Ahem." Buffy cleared her throat. The two teens looked up at her, and jumped apart.
"Go." Angel said to Connor and Dawn. "We'll talk to you two later." The two teens sidled out of the room.
"So." Angel said, "I think we might have to 'just burry her.'" Angel told Buffy.
"Angel, can we have a funeral?"
"Not really Buffy. We'd get arrested."
"Oh. Yeah. Well, I guess we'll have one with out the casket and all. A private one, the non-religious kind. Faith wasn't really religious anyway."
"I. guess. so." Angel couldn't hold it in anymore. He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "I still love you Buffy."
"I love you to Angel." She said, and pulled him into a warm, embracing hug. They both knew going any further would be stupid, so they didn't. But they both enjoyed what they could do. They were soul mates. When Buffy had told Sierra Angel was her ex-boyfriend, it just felt. wrong. To both of them. They sat there hugging for a while, and went downstairs, glowing with the warmth of the love between them.
Authors Note: This chap didn't come out exactly right, so I might edit it, but I thought it was ok for now. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Buffy rocks. Angel rocks. Harry Potter rocks. I love them all. But I do not own them, and Im not gonna pretend I do. But If Joss, Mutant Enemy and JK are looking for someone to give a HUGE Christmas present to. I wouldn't really mind. I do, however, own Sierra, so please don't steal her!
Chapter Seven Sierra Mist
"Oh. My. God." Buffy said, staring down at Faith. "She's dead."
"Dead? As in, forever?" Cordelia asked.
"Cordelia. Did that bullet look a vampire to you?" Buffy said, "'Cuz if it didn't, she's not coming back."
"Well duh Buffy. I was just shocked. Faith seemed too. alive to be dead."
"Alright." Angel said.
"Red will be lookin' for us." Spike said. He was unusually sane since he had started fighting again. Buffy picked up the walk talky. "Will, you there?"
"Yeah. We're all good over here."
"We found Faith!" Buffy told her. "That's great Buffy!"
"Well, the problem is, she got shot. And is dead."
There was silence from the other end.
"Will? Still there?" Buffy asked.
"Dead?"
"Yes, dead. She got shot. It was almost I. Or Cordelia, but it hit her in the head instead. I couldn't reach her in time."
"It's not your fault."
"I know." Buffy said. "But how are we going to go to England? Will there be another Slayer? In time?"
"I don't know, Buffy."
"Will, I have to go. We'll meet you there in a while." Buffy put the walk talky back on her waist.
"Angel, can you carry her?" Angel looked at Buffy, then down at Faith.
"I think so." Angel said.
"Thanks."
They carried Faith's body up to the control room. When Willow saw it, she looked sick.
"Buffy, that's. bad. What happened?"
"I told you."
"I know, but." she trailed off.
You're right. It is bad Will. Let's go home."
"You mean to Angel's home, right?" Cordelia asked.
"Duh Cordy.'
"And mine."
* * *
20 minutes later, the gang was outside of the Hyperion.
"Angel, what are we going to do?" Buffy asked, "We can't just. burry her."
"I'll take care of it." Angel said.
"Alright. So." Gunn threw open the door of the Hyperion. They all walked inside.
There was a girl sitting on the couch. She was young, about fifteen, with straight brown hair that had pink-ish Avril Lavigne-style highlights, and her clothes were of the hip, semi-punk variety.
"Hi." Angel said upon seeing her, "Can we help you?"
"I'm Sierra." The girl said. Despite her bold appearance, the girl sounded almost shy. "I'm looking for someone named Buffy?"
Buffy looked up. "Present, but why are you looking for me, here?"
"Umm. my watcher told me that you would be here, and your sister- Dawn? - Told me to wait here."
"Whoa. Back up. Your WATCHER?" Cordelia exclaimed, "You are a slayer?!"
"Ya, I guess." She looked at Angel. "Why are you walking around with. two. vampires, one carrying a body?"
"Oh. Hang on. I'm Buffy. this is Cordelia, she's half-demon, and Fred, and Gunn, member of a vampire-hunting gang, and Willow, my best friend, who happens to be AWESOME at magick, Xander, my other best friend, Giles, MY watcher, Anya." Buffy paused and looked around. "Where's Anya?"
"Oh, she got called for a vengeance gig in the middle of our prison break-y in-y festivities and said she'll be back in a while." Xander responded.
"Anya's a vengeance demon. Spike's a vampire with a soul, and Angel is my ex-boyfriend vampire with a soul, and the only vampire to ever have a son. Connor, the other teen here with Dawn. Together, they make up the "Scooby Gang" almost in it's entirety, minus Oz, a werewolf, Tara, another witch, and Wesley. another watcher."
"That's. an impressive group of friends." Sierra commented. "So, who's the dead girl?"
"Oh, that's Faith. She's a slayer from when Kendra, the slayer that became active when I died. the first time.died."
"And now she's dead. Meaning I'm on active slayer duty."
"Er- yes." Giles broke in.
"Nice 'ta meet ya, Sierra." Willow said.
"Er- Sierra, if you don't mind me asking, where is your watcher?"
"Oh, he. had to go to England for a couple of days. His name is George Plainfield."
"Excellent man." Giles said, "I know him well. I'm going in the office to use the phone to see if I can get a hold of him to ask about us leaving for England. Any new slayer on the Hellmouth needs a watcher there."
"So, Sierra." Buffy said, "You have a proper, council-following watcher?"
"No. We both quit. They tried to kill me because I said that I didn't want to give up my friends, we both became angry, and left the council."
"Having friends is good." Buffy said. "I'm the longest living slayer ever, and I have friends."
"Yes, I'd heard." Sierra gave a smile. She really was a very cute girl.
"Buffy?" Angel asked.
"Yeah?" Buffy answered. Her heart skipped a beat. Hearing him say her name like that. was. amazing. If it weren't for him, she'd have been dead.
"Can we. go talk about what to do with Faith? My plan isn't going to work."
"Sure." Buffy said.
The two "friends" walked up the stairs to an empty room, since Giles was using the phone. When Buffy opened the door, a scary sight awaited them.
Connor and Dawn were kissing on the bed. It looked like a perfectly innocent kiss, but it was still strange. There was something unnerving about it. Unnatural.
"Ahem." Buffy cleared her throat. The two teens looked up at her, and jumped apart.
"Go." Angel said to Connor and Dawn. "We'll talk to you two later." The two teens sidled out of the room.
"So." Angel said, "I think we might have to 'just burry her.'" Angel told Buffy.
"Angel, can we have a funeral?"
"Not really Buffy. We'd get arrested."
"Oh. Yeah. Well, I guess we'll have one with out the casket and all. A private one, the non-religious kind. Faith wasn't really religious anyway."
"I. guess. so." Angel couldn't hold it in anymore. He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "I still love you Buffy."
"I love you to Angel." She said, and pulled him into a warm, embracing hug. They both knew going any further would be stupid, so they didn't. But they both enjoyed what they could do. They were soul mates. When Buffy had told Sierra Angel was her ex-boyfriend, it just felt. wrong. To both of them. They sat there hugging for a while, and went downstairs, glowing with the warmth of the love between them.
Authors Note: This chap didn't come out exactly right, so I might edit it, but I thought it was ok for now. Enjoy!