Summary: Faith is in NYC. She has everything she wants, except for Buffy, until a surprise visit changes everything.

Timeline: Faith is out of prison. Season 7 never happened and she never escaped on Angel.

Rating: PG-13. For Now.

Pairing: B/F

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, unfortunately. They are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy and all that. I also did not write any of the songs. They were written by Ben Folds, PS great guy!! And the GooGoo Dolls.

Feedback: As ever, I would love it.

Authors Note: As always the holidays are busy. I have wanted to update for a while but have not had the time till today. Keep with me.

Chapter 3:

Buffy's POV

Why can't I sleep? What time is it? Ah, Its only 10am. Faith isn't coming for another 6 hours. I can't wait that long. But then when she gets here what's going to happen. I mean, seeing her yesterday it sent shivers down my spine and not the creepy shivers either. They were the shivers you get when you are with the one person that makes you happy. God, what am I going to do?

Buffy went down to the weight room. She figured after thinking that much about faith she had some excess energy to burn and that she better get rid of it before a case of the hornys shows up.

Meanwhile…

Faiths POV

This day feels like it is going so slow. I really want to see B. I have to see B. I can't stop thinking about her now that she is back in my life I hope. I can't screw this up. I am doing everything I am suppose to. I have a job, a life. I just need the love part. I really hope that's the reason she came here. The only thing I can do is just make B have the time of her life while she's here.

Faith looks at the clock, 3:30, Just enough time to make Buffy a bouquet. Faith clocks out runs upstairs and gets ready. She wore a black suit with a red shirt underneath and her long black trench coat. She takes the subway to Buffy's hotel, takes a deep breath and walks in.

"Here goes nothing."

Faith walks up to the Front desk.

"May I please have the room number of Buffy Summers."

"Is she expecting you?" the man says with attitude.

"Yes, she is thank you."

"Let me call up and inform her she has a guest."

The man calls Buffy's room and Buffy races to the phone hoping that is was maybe Faith saying she was on her way.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Ms. Summers you have a guest down stairs."

"Thank you can you please ask her to come up."

"Certainly."

"Ms. Summers would like you to come up. Her room number is 726."

"Thanks," Faith says with a rude tone.

Faith runs to the elevator. The faster she can get upstairs the faster she will see Buffy. Within three minutes Faith is in front of Buffy's door. The door opens and Buffy is standing in front of her dressed in a tweed skirt, a black turtle neck and a smile that can light up a room.

"Hey, how did you know I was here. I didn't even knock."

"Slayer tingle," Buffy says with a chuckle, "Got to love it. Please come in. Let me get my coat an stuff."

"Thanks," Faith walks in the room.

Buffy is standing in front of the full length mirror putting on her camel colored long coat. Faith stares in awe of the girl. She is just as pretty as she remembered if not more beautiful now. "You look great B, uh Buffy," Faith said with a shy smile.

"Thank you. I heard tweed was in," Buffy says laughing. " You look beautiful too, Faith." There is an awkward silence. "What are we doing tonight?" Buffy asked before the silence grew worse.

"I thought I would show you a night in New York. See some sights grab dinner, or whatever."

"That would be great."

Faith realized she had the bouquet of flowers in her hand. She felt like a completely idiot she had been holding them this whole time.

"Here B, I brought you some flowers."

"Faith, they're beautiful. Dafidils how did you know they were my favorite?"

"I just remembered besides work was really slow so I had time to make them."

"You made this, you work at the florist?"

"Yeah, I know you wouldn't think that but I do. I really like working there. The flowers are so beautiful it almost feels like heaven. That is until you came."

Buffy smiled and whispered, "Thank you," as she took the flowers from Faith.

They stared into each others eyes for a moment. "We better get going."