Having Buffy's Baby (1/?)
AUTHOR: faithful_chickie
EMAIL: faithful_chickie@y...
RATING: R
PAIRING: Buffy/Faith DISCLAIMER: These characters are the property of Joss Whedon.
FEEDBACK: Yes, Pleaseee.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure. Just tell me where.
SPOILERS: Season four of BTVS.
SUMMARY: Faith wakes up from her coma ready for revenge; only the mayor's body switching device doesn't work exactly as advertised.
Author's Note: A special thanks to dale and Chris.
Baby Slayer -
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Part 1 - Starts With A Fight
The sound of sirens distracted both slayers, causing a pause in their battle. Seizing the opportunity, Faith rushed toward the mantle to retrieve the mayor's gift while Buffy advanced on her, sneering, "Looks like your ride's here, F."
Spinning around, the dark slayer delivered a punishing roundhouse kick to the blonde's midsection. "Don't think so." Faith watched with satisfaction as Buffy doubled over; then quickly, she slipped the gadget onto her hand and approached.
Grunting in pain, Buffy straightened up. "Faith, you blew it! This time I am giving you to the police."
"Not much of a threat, B," Faith chuckled, "You can hardly stand." As she expected, the older slayer attacked.
Lunging, Buffy struck hard, hitting the sexy brunette across the face.
Faith's head snapped back, but she was ready for the next blow. As soon as Buffy took a swing, she caught her hand. A surge passed through them both, surprising each with its intensity.
*What the--?!* Green eyes locked with dark brown ones as the sensation jolted them apart.
Still stunned, Buffy stood unmoving while Faith screamed in frustration and tossed the gadget to the ground. "F****ING' PIECE OF SHIT DOESN'T WORK!"
Stomping on it in a rage, the rogue slayer was brought back to the situation by Buffy's softly asked question. "What was that?"
In an instant, Faith's fist came around and met the petite woman's jaw. As Buffy crumpled to the floor, the brunette snorted, "Doesn't matter now, does it?!"
With her last actual plan foiled, Faith wondered what she should do. Poking the unconscious hero with her boot, she shrugged. "Guess, I'll just kill ya, B."
Her eyes scanned the room for a weapon. Walking over to the smashed silverware drawer, she picked up a knife and returned to Buffy's side. Faith gazed down at the golden-haired beauty and hesitated.
A clatter on the stairs drew her attention. She turned in time to see Mrs. Summers hurrying down.
"Buffy! Honey, the police are-- Oh dear!" Joyce gasped, horrified to see her daughter knocked out, and Faith wielding a knife.
The brunette smirked. "Hey there, Joycey. B's taking a nap, but I'll be sure to give her the message."
Panicked, the terrified mother hedged toward the door.
"Don't do it!"
Joyce halted. The commotion outside indicated to cops were coming up the porch.
"Well, that's my cue. Sorry, Joyce. Gotta run, but it's been fun." Grinning, Faith lifted Buffy, slinging her pretty, little rival over her shoulder. "B's coming with me. We still got all kinds of catchin' up to do." Winking, the leather-clad, bad girl ran her hand over Buffy ass and wickedly added, "Wouldn't wait up if I were you... slayer stamina, yunno."
She chuckled at Mrs. Summers' ashen appearance before rushing out the back.
"You're not going to get away with this!"
Faith's sensitive hearing picked up the mother's angry shout. "Yeah, just watch me." The brunette muttered, crossing the yard and easily slipping past the police.
TBC..............
EMAIL: faithful_chickie@y...
RATING: R
PAIRING: Buffy/Faith DISCLAIMER: These characters are the property of Joss Whedon.
FEEDBACK: Yes, Pleaseee.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure. Just tell me where.
SPOILERS: Season four of BTVS.
SUMMARY: Faith wakes up from her coma ready for revenge; only the mayor's body switching device doesn't work exactly as advertised.
Author's Note: A special thanks to dale and Chris.
Baby Slayer -
WEBSITES: ,
Lists: ,
*********
Part 1 - Starts With A Fight
The sound of sirens distracted both slayers, causing a pause in their battle. Seizing the opportunity, Faith rushed toward the mantle to retrieve the mayor's gift while Buffy advanced on her, sneering, "Looks like your ride's here, F."
Spinning around, the dark slayer delivered a punishing roundhouse kick to the blonde's midsection. "Don't think so." Faith watched with satisfaction as Buffy doubled over; then quickly, she slipped the gadget onto her hand and approached.
Grunting in pain, Buffy straightened up. "Faith, you blew it! This time I am giving you to the police."
"Not much of a threat, B," Faith chuckled, "You can hardly stand." As she expected, the older slayer attacked.
Lunging, Buffy struck hard, hitting the sexy brunette across the face.
Faith's head snapped back, but she was ready for the next blow. As soon as Buffy took a swing, she caught her hand. A surge passed through them both, surprising each with its intensity.
*What the--?!* Green eyes locked with dark brown ones as the sensation jolted them apart.
Still stunned, Buffy stood unmoving while Faith screamed in frustration and tossed the gadget to the ground. "F****ING' PIECE OF SHIT DOESN'T WORK!"
Stomping on it in a rage, the rogue slayer was brought back to the situation by Buffy's softly asked question. "What was that?"
In an instant, Faith's fist came around and met the petite woman's jaw. As Buffy crumpled to the floor, the brunette snorted, "Doesn't matter now, does it?!"
With her last actual plan foiled, Faith wondered what she should do. Poking the unconscious hero with her boot, she shrugged. "Guess, I'll just kill ya, B."
Her eyes scanned the room for a weapon. Walking over to the smashed silverware drawer, she picked up a knife and returned to Buffy's side. Faith gazed down at the golden-haired beauty and hesitated.
A clatter on the stairs drew her attention. She turned in time to see Mrs. Summers hurrying down.
"Buffy! Honey, the police are-- Oh dear!" Joyce gasped, horrified to see her daughter knocked out, and Faith wielding a knife.
The brunette smirked. "Hey there, Joycey. B's taking a nap, but I'll be sure to give her the message."
Panicked, the terrified mother hedged toward the door.
"Don't do it!"
Joyce halted. The commotion outside indicated to cops were coming up the porch.
"Well, that's my cue. Sorry, Joyce. Gotta run, but it's been fun." Grinning, Faith lifted Buffy, slinging her pretty, little rival over her shoulder. "B's coming with me. We still got all kinds of catchin' up to do." Winking, the leather-clad, bad girl ran her hand over Buffy ass and wickedly added, "Wouldn't wait up if I were you... slayer stamina, yunno."
She chuckled at Mrs. Summers' ashen appearance before rushing out the back.
"You're not going to get away with this!"
Faith's sensitive hearing picked up the mother's angry shout. "Yeah, just watch me." The brunette muttered, crossing the yard and easily slipping past the police.
TBC..............