Chapter 10

AN: Again...thanks and enjoy! Hope you like it!!!

Faith's POV

Pain...

Someone telling me to hold on...

A small hand holding mine...

A frantic but comforting voice telling me that everything's all right...

Someone carrying me...

Those were the things that I noticed were happening around me. I wanted to see what was happening...but I kept my eyes closed...gritting the pain that I felt in my stomach.

I can hear someone saying that they'll take me to the hospital. I groaned telling them no and tried to free myself from the person carrying me. That person held me tight cursing with a British accent. I knew from hearing him say 'bloody' that it was Spike. He was the only person who I know swears like that.

'Then if Spike is carrying me...who is the one holding my hand and saying comforting words to me?'

I groaned and tried to open my eyes and found myself in an awkward position. Spike was indeed carrying me in his arms heading towards...somewhere. My hand was on her neck while my other hand was holding Buffy's hand. I looked at Spike and he smiled.

"Glad to have you back luscious! You scared the hell out of me!"

I slightly smiled and looked at the other person. Buffy. Tears kept pouring on her face but still...when she looked at me, she had this wide smile that made me feel something other than pain in my stomach. She squeezed my hand.

"Hey...Are you...alright?"

Her voice were soft...her eyes were full of tears...her lips twitching, waiting for my reply. In that very moment...I couldn't help think how cute she looked. I grinned at her.

"Yeah...been better."

She nodded and smiled. Although I said that to her...the tears in her eyes just keep on falling and falling. It won't stop. I wanted to stand up and wipe them...but having someone stick a knife in your gut...and having so much pain...I wasn't able to do it. I don't have the energy.

I did the only thing I could think of to stop her from worrying. I squeezed my hand that was joined to her. She squeezed back. I smiled and look back at Spike who was glancing at our joined hands.

"Willy boy...where...the...hell are you...taking me...? Not in the...hospital I hope..."

His eyes found mine and smiled. I like it when he smiles at me like that. Even when I first joined his gang...he respected me. He was the first person that made my life a little bearable. When I asked him why he was so nice to me...he surprised me when he told me that it's because I look like his sister. His sister...who was murdered by some people along with his parents when he was a child. He was the only one who survived the tragedy. He escaped from his foster parents and lived his own life. A life without anyone loving him but himself...

Just like mine...

I kept asking myself why I didn't fall for him. He was handsome...a little skinny...nice guy...and definitely...a guy that any woman could fall for. But I can't help but seeing him as a brother. A brother who helps out his sister...and vice versa.

I shook my thoughts away as a pain coursed through me again. I gritted my teeth trying not to cry out loud. He noticed and walked faster.

"We're heading towards your motel. Just hang on..."

I smiled at him feeling sweats forming on my forehead. I nodded and just closed my eyes trying to ease the pain somehow. I felt Buffy squeeze my hand and I can't help but squeeze back...

Buffy's POV

After a couple of minutes passed, we reached the motel and quickly made our way up to her room ignoring the manager who was yelling at us. We stopped in front of the closed door that was locked.

'Faith has the key...'

I tried to let go of Faith's hand in order to fish her pockets for the key. I did let go...but she didn't. She still had her hands on mine, squeezing it tightly. I squeezed her back and decided to fish out her pockets with my other hand.

I found it eventually and opened the door. Spike quickly rushed inside and placed Faith to her bed. Even now that she's laying down...I still didn't let go of her.

I was surprised when Spike tears her shirt exposing her wound that was covered in Spike's hanky. He slowly removed it and I felt Faith hand squeezed mine tighter. It was painful...but still I didn't let go her. She had her eyes closed and was frowning through the pain. I looked down at her wound and gasped at the sight of it.

'Oh God...please...let her live...I can't live without her...'

I kept saying through my head as I felt tears falling down my eyes.

"We need some bandages and something to close the wound. Does Faith have bandages here?"

I looked at him and shook my head. He frowned saying...

"Could you buy some. I saw a store near by. I'll keep an eye on Faith..."

I looked back at Faith who still had her eyes closed. She was breathing heavily. I squeezed her hand one last time and tried to let go of her hand. It was hard...because she kept on holding mine. I leaned down to her and kissed her cheek.

"Faith...I have to go to the store and buy some stuff...I'll be back as quickly as I can..."

She opened her eyes slightly and let go of my hand. I smiled at her and stood up rushing out of the room towards the store...

Faith's POV

Buffy rushed out of the room leaving me and Spike alone. I closed my eyes again and felt something covered my wound. I think it was some cloth or something. I heard Spike's boots walking towards me and stopped.

"Didn't catch her name..."

I smiled still closing my eyes.

"It's Buffy..."

"And her last name?"

"Dunno..."

He went silent for awhile, thinking. I tried to relax to help lessen the pain...but it isn't working. Hurts a lot. Kinda like when you put your hand in a hot kettle...not removing it. Letting your flesh touch the hot metal. The pain is so much similar to that.

I sighed and tried to shift myself.

"Stop moving. It'll hurt less."

I gritted my teeth and opened my eyes looking at him sitting beside me.

"No it won't! Even if I'm not moving its still hurts!"

He smirked.

"Stop being a baby and wait for awhile."

I frowned at him.

"What the hell am I...waiting for?"

He grinned at me saying...

"Your girlfriend..."

I just looked at him shocked. Did he mean Buffy? He looked at me still with a amused look. He's enjoying this...

"Didn't know you swing that way...I should have known."

I groaned at him. It wasn't the pain though. It was the thing that he said. I frowned at him giving him a look that says 'stop it or I'll make you.' He ignored it and still kept grinning at me.

"She's not my girlfriend...she's just...like...a little sister to me. Stop saying that she is!"

He sighed.

"Whatever..."

I just closed my eyes and frowned. I know that he's persistent and wouldn't believe me. Who would. I couldn't believe myself either...

It was only a matter of seconds when I heard someone burst inside the room, disturbing the silent. I opened my eyes slightly and saw Buffy. She walked towards Spike handing him what she bought and kneeled down by the bed taking my hand to hers again. I smiled and closed my eyes again as Spike tend to my wound...

Buffy's POV

It took about an hour to patch up Faith's wound. That was an hour ago. Spike already left saying he'll be back to check on her tomorrow. I said my thanks and he left smiling. I looked at Faith who was now sleeping obviously exhausted. I slowly lay down beside her and laid my head on her shoulder.

I was relieved that everything turned up okay. But I felt hurt too. I heard what Faith said about me being her... 'little sister.' I didn't know that I'd be early to come back from the store. I quickly rushed to the motel and found Spike and Faith talking. I didn't know why I stopped by the door and listened to their conversation. I guess it was a mistake to do that.

I was hurt when I heard her say it. That to her...I'm just her little sister. It hurts me a lot because I know that I want so much more from her than a little sister. I want everything about Faith. Every little thing about her. But hearing her say that...I don't think I'll ever get what I want.

I sighed and just laid my head to her crying softly. I placed my hand to her wound and let myself sleep, holding the one person I can never have...

Faith's POV

I felt the rays of the sun on my eyes and tried to block it with my hand. I groaned and opened my eyes. I was still sleepy that I shifted myself and turned to face the wall. I felt Buffy snuggle behind me wrapping me by my stomach. I smiled and tried to get some sleep again. In an instant...I quickly sat up remembering my wound. I frowned when I felt no pain when I felt Buffy's hand on my stomach...neither when I sat up.

I pulled my shirt up a little and removed the bandage carefully. I gasped when I saw nothing on my flesh. No wound...no scar...nothing. The bandage was full of blood but there seems to be no wound underneath it.

'What the?!'

I turned to Buffy and shook her awake. She sat up slowly and yawned brushing her eyes.

'Still cute as ever.'

She was immediately awake when she noticed me sitting up.

"Faith! Your wound might open if you continue that! Lie down!"

"Heh...It would open up if I continue this...but...in this case...nothing's going to open..."

I pointed to my stomach and she just raised her eyebrow for a second before looking at my stomach. She gasped when she saw nothing...just my flesh. She looked back at me looking confused.

"W-where is it?"

I shrugged feeling confused and a little bit shocked as she is. Who wouldn't be shocked when only yesterday I was crying out the pain I felt and now...it's gone. It's weird...

I frowned while caressing my stomach where the wound was...

Buffy's POV

'Faith's wound is gone...did that happened because of...me?'

I remember one time when I was in heaven that they told me angels have healing powers. And from what I remember yesterday...when I fell asleep, I placed my hand on Faith's wound. Could I really have done it? Could I really have cured Faith? If so...then does that mean...I'm still an angel even if I'm here?

So many questions running down in my mind as I looked at my hand. The only time I came around was when Faith's hand was on mine. I looked up and saw concern written on her face.

"You okay?"

I felt my heart beating fast as I look at her. That was when I remember what she said yesterday...

'To her...I'm just her little sister. She's concern for her little sister...'

I sighed and looked away still feeling hurt. I smiled slightly to cover my feelings before nodding. I felt her squeeze my hand and I squeezed back...

AN: Sorry kinda short. I'll make it up in the next chapter...promise!