There's gonna be a little B/A in this chapter, not much... But, sorry. There will be more, promise. And I know you all are anxious for Angel to find out about Buffy, but that's going to come in the next chapter.
Sorry for taking so long to update, I hope you people are still with me here.
"Giles? Giles, you in here?" Buffy asked, walking into the Sunnydale High library.
Giles came out of his office, a book in his hand. "Yes? Don't you have class?"
"Well I figured this to be more important..." she said, sitting down in a chair.
Giles sighed. "What is it?"
"I think Faith and Willow know about me being the Slayer. I- I didn't tell them, but..."
Giles didn't say anything, he appeared to be lost in thought. Buffy waited for him to speak, but when he didn't, she decided to do it for him.
"You told me about the overhearing of them talking about Slayers... Do you think that maybe... Faith's a Slayer?"
"Yes, I do think that. Although, I'm not too sure how it happened... Another Slayer can only be called when the current one is killed."
"Like I was," Buffy said. "I died, but... Do you think... The council never mentioned any of this to us."
"Maybe they don't know," Giles said. "Sometimes Slayers can slip through..." (.: i know probably not, but just pretend ;) :.)
"That's a pretty big thing to miss... All this time I've been fighting, and I didn't really have to. I could... Retire."
"No Buffy. Just because we have our beliefs that Faith may be a Slayer, does not mean that you can just be released from your duties."
"Ok, well... It was worth a shot," she said, standing up. "I have to talk to Faith."
"I don't know if that's such a..."
"Good idea? Well what do you suggest I do?"
Giles was silent, and Buffy grabbed her bag off the counter and headed for the door.
"Buffy," he called after her.
"Look, I'm the Slayer. I've been the Slayer longer than her, and that means that I should be the responsible one and the one to contact her. Besides, it'll look better if I'm the one who knew it first," she said, smiling.
"This is no time for jokes."
"Who's joking? I'll report back to you once I'm done," she said. "Wish me luck."
Buffy was walking down the hallway, headed towards Faith's current class.
Just before she came to her class, she saw Faith walking out, closing the door behind her. She started to head off down the other way, when she caught the sight of Buffy standing there, staring at her.
"Hey B," she said.
"Hey," Buffy said, walking over to her. "Bathroom break?"
"Yeah, you?"
"No, I... I didn't go yet," she said, laughing.
Faith smiled. "Didn't figure you to be a skipper."
"Yeah, well..."
"Um... I should be..." Faith said, pointing towards the bathrooms.
"Right. But, uh, first... Can we talk?"
Faith hesitated for a minute. "Yeah, what?"
"Maybe we should go somewhere... A little more private," Buffy said, looking around.
"Ok... Um, the washroom? I'm headed there anyway. You can talk, I can pee."
Buffy smiled. "Ok."
The two walked to the bathrooms, and Buffy rested against the sinks as Faith disappeared into a stall.
"You can talk," Faith said.
"Right, um... I don't know any other way to say this then to just come out and say it. But... I know. I know you know too. And I think it's better that we... Talk about it... Cause... Well..."
Buffy watched as Faith walked out of the stall, washed her hands and rested against the sinks beside her.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said.
"Don't play stupid Faith. You're a Slayer. I'm a Slayer."
Faith looked down to the floor, then back up to Buffy. "Who'd you tell?"
"Just Giles, my Watcher. Don't worry, I'm not going to blab your secret. I have the same one if you haven't noticed."
Faith nodded. "I have to get back to class. You're going to Xander's tonight, right?"
"Yeah."
"We'll talk more then... The whole group."
"Everyone knows?" she asked.
"Everyone knows who I am. Willow and Tara know who you are."
Buffy nodded. "Does... Does Angel know?"
"No. It's not our choice to tell him," Faith said before turning and walking out.
"How am I supposed to go about that now?"
Buffy walked up Xander's driveway to the front door. She was about to knock when she felt someone's hand on her shoulder.
Turning around, she relaxed when she saw Willow standing there. "Come around here... So you don't wake his parents."
"Oh," Buffy said, following Willow.
They walked into the basement door and Buffy smiled awkwardly at everyone in the room. It was decorated with streamers and birthday stuff, and everyone was there except for Xander and Anya.
"Anya has Xander out. She's bringing him back when in a half an hour," Willow said. "That gives us time to talk. We filled them in."
Buffy nodded and sat down on the sofa beside Faith.
"How long have you been a Slayer?" Fred asked, interested.
"A bit over a year," Buffy said.
"And you never thought to tell Angel?" Doyle asked.
"Well it's not that simple... I mean. I wanted to, but..."
"It's too dangerous," Faith finished. "Telling him would put him in danger... Or so she thought. She didn't know that Angel has been fighting vampires for a year."
"He's been what?" Buffy asked.
"Oh, right. Angel's older brother was killed by a vampire last year... Since then, he's been fighting the good fight. He set me on track when I slipped off," Faith said. "I was out of control."
Buffy was silent. I can't believe he didn't tell me this, she thought. Why wouldn't he be able to trust me with that? ... Don't be such a hypocrite Buffy, you never told him about you.
"Buffy?" Willow asked, waving a hand in front of her friend's face.
"I feel so stupid," Buffy said, sinking down into the sofa. "You guys probably all hate me."
"No, no," Willow said. "Buffy, we understand why you didn't tell us. Heck, we didn't tell you about our little operation either. But now we can come together, exchange notes."
Buffy smiled. Come together? ... How do I tell them that ultimately a Slayer is alone? They have no idea what a Slayer is about, Faith doesn't even have a Watcher. Unless you count Angel.
"Hey guys," Angel said, walking down the stairs.
Everyone looked up at him, and he sensed something was wrong.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Willow perked up. "We just thought you were Xander, scared us."
"Oh, well... No," he said, walking over to Buffy. "Hi Buffy."
Buffy smiled at him. "Hey."
I'm guessing they're leaving it up to me to tell him about my slaying... Oh Lord, it'd be so much easier if they did...
Faith stood up. "Don't want to be around all this mushy stuff. It gives me a headache."
Angel took her spot and Buffy moved over to rest her head on his chest. She didn't want to lie around him, but she'd be doing it ever since they met... What was one last night going to do?
I'll tell him tomorrow... Tonight we can enjoy the last normal night together.
"What did you get Xander?" Buffy asked, playing with the hand that he wrapped around her waist.
Angel shrugged. "I told him I'd give it to him later. He understood."
"I clearly don't," she said, smiling. "I didn't really know what to get him, so I consulted in Willow and we managed to get something on my low budget."
"You didn't have to get him anything, he'd understand," Angel said.
"I know. But, it's his birthday and... Well it wouldn't feel right," she said.
"He's coming!" Fred squealed, running down the stairs quietly.
"Hide everyone," Willow ordered.
Angel took Buffy's hand and quickly ran over to the closet. He pulled her inside and closed the door behind her.
Buffy was laughing, finding this amusing for no reason. She looked up to Angel and he smiled down at her.
"He'll hear you if you don't be quiet," he whispered.
"I can't help it," she said, giggling.
"Well, maybe I can," he said, leaning down and kissing her.
Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck and he held her close. The closet was barely big enough to fit the two of them, but being so close it didn't really matter.
