Two of A Kind
Chapter 2: What's Going on?
By: Rogue-Slayer13
Disclaimer: The characters of Btvs and Ats belong to Joss Whedon, not myself.
Summary: See previous chapter
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"What's going on here Spike?"
"What do you mean? She needed a place to stay and I offered her one."
Angel had persuaded Faith to go and check out the training room and then pulled Spike into his office for a heart to heart.
"What about Buffy?" asked Angel.
"What about 'er?"
"I thought you were in love with her and yet here you have another woman, not to mention a slayer, who just happens to be Buffy's equal staying under your roof?"
"Yeah, and I thought the two of us were gonna leave Buffy alone and move on with our lives," replied the blonde.
"We've only been back in LA for two days!" exclaimed Angel. "Don't you think you're rushing things just a bit?"
"Faith is just staying at my place for a while Peaches, it's not like we're picking out curtains or anything and secondly, how am I rushing things? It's not like Buffy will suddenly break up with The Immortal and come running back 'ere," said Spike. "Sides, you've been dating Wolf Girl for how long now?"
"Nina's not like Faith," said Angel quietly.
"Yeah, Faith doesn't turn into a dangerous animal three nights a month." Spike rolled his eyes.
"Nina's only dangerous when she's wolfed out, Faith always has the potential to be dangerous."
"And that what, turns you on or something?"
Angel didn't reply.
"Oh hell, it does, doesn't it?" Spike looked at Angel. "You're addicted to slayers, aren't you mate? That's why you keep crawling back to Buffy no matter how much she treats you like shit."
"Let's not talk about crawling back to Buffy, unless you want me to mention all the times you spent on your knees," snapped Angel defensively.
"Touché, and was that a hint of Angelus I saw?" replied Spike.
"Shut up Spike."
"Whatever Peaches," replied Spike as he turned and walked out of the office.
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"Are you the white-haired one's paramour?" questioned Illyria as she circled Faith.
"Huh?" replied the brunette.
"Are you my pet's new mate?" clarified Illyria. "I have come to notice that you mortals seek to distance yourselves from the masses, preferring to live in small groups in these closed in boxes you call homes."
Faith looked at the god-king for a moment.
"I'm just staying at his place for a while."
This seemed to throw Illyria off track a bit, but she didn't let it stop her continuing line of questions.
"You are cohabiting then?"
"I guess you could say that, but it ain't nothing big."
It was at that moment that Spike came into the training room.
"Ello Faith, Blue." Spike nodded to each of them.
"I was just questioning your new . . ." Illyria thought about which word would be the appropriate one to use. "Companion."
"Really? Find out anything interesting?" asked Spike.
"Not really, she bores me."
Faith was more then slightly offended and made a move toward Illyria, but Spike put his arm out to stop her.
"She's not worth it," whispered Spike as Illyria left the training room.
"Can we say tactful?"
"She's not used to being around mere mortals like ourselves."
"Ourselves? What the hell are you talking about Blondie? You're a vampire, I thought that made you immortal." Faith looked at Spike.
"Our concept of immortality is relatively short lived compared to Blue's."
"You should enroll her in etiquette school."
"Do you really think it'd do any good?"
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"Why hello there," said Wesley, shocked to see Faith walking down the hall with Spike. "I thought you were in Cleveland helping train slayers."
"I was, but I needed a break from all the adolescent angst." Faith shrugged. "Sides, I heard all the really bad guys were down here."
"Well we certainly do have our fair share."
"That's what I'm hoping for. I haven't had a decent brawl since Sunnydale."
"I'm sure you'll find one around here," said Wesley, noticing how similar Faith and Spike's attitudes toward a good fight were.
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"Who's the pretty brunette walking around with our boy Spikey?" asked Lorne as he came into Angel's office with Gunn.
"That's Faith the rogue vampire slayer," said Wesley.
"How fitting that those two should be hanging out," commented Gunn.
"Yeah, they're just two of a kind," said Angel somewhat bitterly.
"Well they kind of are," said Gunn. "I mean they both like to kill things, they both dress in leather, sounds like a match made in LA."
"They're not dating, she's just staying at his place," said Angel.
"So, are they chums?" asked Lorne.
"Last time I checked they were more like associates," said Wesley. "But I'm not certain how close they got while in Sunnydale. After all, they both have a lot in common, although unlike Gunn, I'd go for the more meaningful things, such as they're both reformed villains."
"Leave up to English to be deep about everything," said Gunn.
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"So, how do you like working for Daddy?" asked Faith as she sat cross legged on Spike's couch.
"I've never called Angelus Daddy. That was always Drusilla's thing," said Spike as he sat down on the couch.
"You know what I mean."
"It's okay, I guess and Peaches isn't nearly as annoying as he used to be."
A peaceful silence fell between the two until Faith broke it.
"So, you're not gonna ask how they are or anything?"
"Huh?" asked a confused Spike.
"B? Dawn? Red? Xander? Andrew? Any of them? You're not gonna ask me how they are? I thought you'd be chomping at the bit, waiting to find out."
"Oh, I didn't really think about it," said Spike. "I was in Rome a couple of days ago on business."
"Really? Did you talk to anybody?"
"Saw Andrew, he filled us in on Buffy's latest squeeze and then we briefly saw her at this club. Other then that I didn't talk to anybody."
"Oh, so you know all about Ryan."
"That's the name he's going by this decade?" asked Spike.
"Yeah, I thought it sounded pretty boring, but B insists that things are going great."
"Well that's nice to know."
"Still, you don't really seem interested. I guess you've moved on quite a bit since Sunnyhell."
"I guess I have."
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To Be Continued . . .
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