Two of A Kind
Chapter 6: Still With Me?
By: Rogue-Slayer13
Disclaimer: The characters of Btvs and Ats belong to Joss Whedon, not myself. People wonder where I get some of the straight from the show dialogue, and just so everyone knows, anytime I have any, it comes from Buffy-vs-Angel. com.
Summary: See previous chapter
All italics are thoughts, while only partial italics or emphasized.
A/N: I've decided to change this fic up a bit and have it go more along the lines of the show. This could be for the better or it could be for the worse, not really sure yet.
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"Do we crawl away at least?" asked Lorne after hearing Angel's plan.
"If we do this, the Senior Partners will do everything in their power to destroy us. I'm talking full-on hell on Earth, not the basic fire-and-brimstone kind we're used to," said Angel.
"Kill 'em all . . . burn the house down while we're still in it," commented Spike.
"Something like that," said Angel as he looked around the room at the serious expressions on everyone's faces.
"Huh," Spike raised his hand. "I'm in."
"Hell, if the world's gonna end anyway, I might as well have something to do with it," said Faith with a shrug as she raised her hand.
"I'm in," said Wesley.
"What about you two?" asked Angel.
"Followed ya so far and I'm not about to bail on ya now," said Gunn.
"I feel like such a conformist," said Lorne as he raised his hand.
"Then we're all agreed?"
"Yeah, we're one big happy Manson family," said Spike.
"How are we gonna do this?" asked Gunn. "Are we going after them all at once?"
"Can't. They'd vaporize us. We have to get them alone when they're just demons."
"When do we make our move?" asked Wesley as he walked up to Angel.
"Soon, but in the mean time we have to keep up the fighting. The Circle has to think we're coming apart at the seams." Angel handed Wesley back his gun.
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"You okay?"
Faith looked up to see Spike enter the training room.
"I'm fine." Faith stood up.
"Sure?" asked Spike.
"Yeah, I mean the world's ending, Angel may or may not be evil, B doesn't trust Angel and will be of absolutely no use to us. Sounds like every other day." Faith shrugged.
"I'm sure we'll pull through," said Spike.
"You're a shitty liar."
"You're right, it's gonna be awful and we're all gonna die horrible deaths," said Spike over dramatically.
Faith laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"You."
"What about me?" Spike cocked his head to the side.
"You're just full of little idiosyncracies."
"Like what?" pressed Spike.
"For one, you're enjoying this way too much." Faith smiled.
"Well excuse me, it's not every day I get to hear a pretty girl going on about my idiosyncracies," replied Spike with a smile.
"You smiled," said a surprised Faith. "Normally you just do that sexy smirk of yours."
"Would that be one of my idiosyncracies?" Spike took a step toward Faith.
"One of your biggest, that and the raised eyebrow."
"You mean this?" Spike raised his left eyebrow.
"That'd be it."
Spike walked over to the bench Faith had previously been occupying and sat down on it.
"Anything else?" Spike looked up at Faith as she came over to sit down next to him.
"There is this one thing you do with your tongue . . ." Spike raised an eyebrow. "Not like that you perv, although it is hot. You like fold your tongue up and press against the back of your teeth, but you only do it when your smirking or concentrating."
"I think I know what you're talking about," said Spike. "I've done that ever since I was alive."
"Really?"
Spike nodded.
"Enough about you, anything you've noticed about me?" asked Faith.
"You smirk too."
"Anything else?"
"You can handle your liquor as good as I can."
"That it?"
"You'recute." Spike looked down at the floor.
"Huh? What was that? I couldn't hear you," lied Faith.
"I said," Spike looked up at Faith. "That you were cute."
Faith leaned over and pressed her lips gently to Spike's before pulling away.
"What was that for?" asked Spike.
"Do I need a reason?" replied Faith.
"Well, no, but, it'd be nice."
"Then let's just say I think you're cute." Faith smirked.
"You minx," replied Spike as he pressed his lips to Faith's.
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To Be Continued . . .
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