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CHAPTER 12
"What are the plans for tomorrow?" Tara questions softly as she climbs in bed before turning on her side and watching Buffy hang her robe up and climb into bed beside her smiling slightly.
"Hopefully sleeping in, maybe waking up with a little morning groping." Buffy smirks slightly.
"You know…" Tara trails off blushing slightly.
"Know what?" Buffy asks huskily easing closer to Tara and reaching out to brush the hair behind the blonde's ear.
Searching Buffy's hazel eyes, Tara smiles softly "You know you don't have to wait till morning, right?"
"Are you saying?" Buffy whispers looking at Tara.
Smiling before running her finger down Buffy's cheek Tara nods her head. "Only as far or as quickly as you want to go. Tonight with the mugger made me realize life is so short and could easily come to an end, and not just by a demon, it could be anything. That young woman could have been shot and for what? A few bucks?" Looking down, plucking at the comforter slightly. "Any night you go out, there's a very real possibility that you won't make it back." Tara whispers.
Buffy leans in and gently kisses Tara. "I realized something tonight, also. I know you, the person you are. The most important part. But I don't know a lot about your past life, before Sunnydale. Maybe, sometime, we could discuss it?" Buffy asks with a questioning look.
"It's not a pretty story." Tara states sadly.
Running her hand down Tara's arm and clasping the fingers Buffy nods her head. "I kind of didn't think it would be. I met your family." Buffy whispers. Laying back on the bed gently tugging Tara to snuggle against her.
"You realize this conversation is not conducive to groping, right?" Tara states quietly.
"I didn't mean that we had to discuss it tonight." Buffy quickly states. "Not that we have to do the groping, either…ARRGHH! Not that I don't want to discuss it… How come I feel like I'm saying everything wrong?" Buffy mumbles.
Giggling softly Tara shakes her head against Buffy's shoulder. "You're not saying it wrong. I could discuss some of it tonight, if you want." Tara lightly runs her finger down the side of the slayer's neck.
"Do you feel talkative?" Buffy hugs her against her side.
"Honestly, Buffy. I don't ever really feel talkative about that." Tara states quietly, running her finger up over Buffy's ear and through her hair. "My mom was the best. She taught me magic from the time I turned four until she was too sick to teach me anymore. Of course, you know Dad made me believe that the magic came from my demon side. He and Donnie…" Hesitating momentarily Tara frowns remembering that time. "They used to hit me, saying it was to control the demon." Buffy hugs Tara a little tighter here, making her smile sadly. "After Mom died, I kind of ran away one night. There was a bar on the outside of town and it wasn't the kind of place that asked for ID's anyone and everyone was served there. Needless to say I got totally trashed. When I finally came stumbling home in the early morning hours, Dad and Donnie were waiting up for me. That night they didn't hit me. They beat the hell out of me…" Shaking in remembered pain Tara inhales deeply before continuing. "I was in the hospital for three weeks from that."
Unable to keep silent anymore Buffy whimpers slightly, before asking in a hoarse voice "How did you come out being the loving, kind person you are, with those two and what they did?"
"My mom. She helped guide me as much as she could. She loved me with everything she had." Tara states softly, rubbing her face against Buffy's shoulder before easing into the side of the Slayer's neck.
"She raised a very wonderful daughter. And I'm extremely grateful." Buffy kisses Tara's forehead before smiling slightly. "I love you."
"I love you, too." Tara whispers kissing the skin of the slayer's neck, before yawning. "Sorry." Tara sheepishly apologizes.
"No. It's late and you're tired. Let's go to sleep and see what we can get up to tomorrow, okay?" Buffy smiles slightly at Tara's nod and reaches over to turn off the light. "Good night, sweetheart."
"Night sweetie." Tara whispers as she falls asleep.
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As Tara wakes up, she realizes that she has a pair of strong arms wrapped around her stomach, actually a slayer completely wrapped around her from behind and a face buried in her hair. 'Okay, when did we shift to this position?' Tara wonders smiling slightly as she feels fingers lightly flexing into her stomach. Running her hand along Buffy's forearm, Tara thinks about the previous night. The quiet support and love Buffy gave her, the understanding, just being there for her not trying to take control or ignore what happened.
"Mornin'" Buffy mumbles against her neck, hugging her tightly before placing a light kiss on Tara's shoulder. "When did we end up in this position?" Buffy smiles as she places another kiss on the skin in front of her. "And can I say, I like your tank tops. Skin is good." Buffy starts kissing the skin of Tara's neck and upper back humming quietly.
Giggling at the tickling sensation of Buffy's humming Tara shakes her head slightly. "So, are you suggesting I wear them all the time?"
Buffy grins "Hmmm. I wouldn't complain. Tank top and shorts 24/7, the lovely long legs, all that delectable skin showing? I just might make all the rest of your clothes disappear."
Chuckling quietly, Tara slowly turns around and quirks an eyebrow at Buffy. "Lovely long legs? Delectable skin? I think you may need to have your head examined."
"Nope. I know a lovely woman when I see one." Buffy lightly licks the blonde's neck "And I definitely know delectable skin when I taste it." Placing a gentle kiss on the lips she had finally worked her way up to, Buffy pulls back and smiles. Getting serious for a second Buffy searches Tara's eyes "How are you doing this morning?"
"I'm okay. I hadn't really planned on telling you the whole sorry story of my life last night." Shrugging slightly and looking down.
"Hey, hey. None of that." Buffy whispers, reaching up to tilt Tara's face back up to look in her eyes. "No hiding. You had a rough life and you deserve much better. I feel honored that you love me."
"Oh, Buffy." Tara whispers smiling gently. "I do love you." Kissing Buffy lightly, Tara slowly deepens the kiss, gently running her tongue over Buffy's lips and groans as Buffy opens her mouth accepting her questing tongue to gently battle against each other. Pulling back panting slightly Tara leans her forehead against Buffy's smiling slightly.
"Well, there's the good morning kiss. But what happened to the morning groping?" Buffy smirks slightly pulling back to look at Tara. Seeing an absolutely wicked look come over the Wicca's face Buffy's eyes widen.
Tara smirks as she lets her hand run up the slayer's stomach to gently cup the slayer's breast. "A little morning groping coming up." Squeezing lightly before running a thumb over the quickly hardening nipple, hearing Buffy moan, Tara smiles.
"I was kinda planning being the one to do the groping, here." Buffy moans louder as Tara lightly pinches her nipple through her top.
"Who's stopping…" Tara starts before she's interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Morning ladies. I'm gonna make that egg sausage bake thing that was on that mix we bought yesterday for breakfast. I'll make one without sausage for you,blondie. It looks easy enough that I shouldn't mess it up too bad. Just letting you know if you want any, it'll probably only take about 30-45 minutes." Faith states through the door before heading down the stairs.
Flopping onto her back growling slightly Buffy shakes her head. "She has got to have the worse timing ever."
Tara giggles "Yes, she does. But she's trying real hard. I think she really does want to fit in and be helpful."
"Yeah, she is trying hard." Buffy nods her head smiling slightly.
"Yes she is. She can be a wonderful, caring person, if she lets herself. We just need to be there for her." Tara quietly states playing with the bottom of Buffy's shirt. "And on that note, I think we should go down and see what kind of damage she's done to the kitchen."
Laughing out loud, Buffy gets out of bed before turning to look at Tara with a raised eyebrow. "So, can I talk you into keeping those on?"
Blushing slightly at her tank top and shorts Tara shakes her head. "I don't think so."
Tara looks down in embarrassment.
"Tara, you are an absolutely lovely woman, inside and out" Buffy smiles genuinely. "Don't ever doubt that." Leaning in and gently placing a kiss on the Wicca's cheek she turns around to go to the bathroom. "I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Watching Buffy head to the bathroom Tara shakes her head. Changing quickly Tara heads to the bathroom as Buffy comes back pouting at the clothes Tara put on. "No fun at all." Making Tara laugh as she shuts the door.
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"Faith, this is great." Buffy states around a mouthful of food.
"Very good, Faith." Tara smiles thankfully at the brunette. "Anytime you want to cook, feel free."
Looking down almost in embarrassment Faith mumbles "Wasn't too hard to follow the recipe. "
"HEY!" Buffy grumbles loudly. "I try to follow recipes and I end up with mush. So, it isn't that easy."
Tara snickers quietly before winking at Faith "That's true. She tried to fix herself bacon sandwiches for lunch one day - half the bacon was burnt the other half raw."
Laughing slightly, Faith actually smiles. "I can try. Never much got a chance to. Living in motel rooms a good amount of the time, then the pen…" Faith frowns slightly.
"Faith." Buffy starts softly looking first at Faith then Tara and back again. "I don't know if you'll believe me, or not. But I am really, really sorry for the way I treated you in the past. You…you needed a friend, someone to be there for you. I never was what you needed. The things I did. I'm not proud of the way I acted. I realize now I was a spoiled brat and…"
Faith sits there shaking her head. "B, don't. It ain't your fault that I did the things I did. It's my fault and no one else's. You gave me chance after chance and I threw them back in your face. So don't go all self-righteous and blame yourself for my fuck ups, okay?"
Tara holds her hands up getting both women's attention. "Okay, I know I wasn't here when all this happened. I also know that I heard this from a source that wasn't exactly unbiased in what happened."
Faith snorts out sarcastic laugh. "Yeah, you could say that. I held a fuckin' knife to her throat. She never much liked me to begin with, after that she hated my guts. Not that I blame her." Faith trails off rubbing her forehead. "I've done so much, I deserve to be in jail. Hell, I deserve to be buried in the biggest pit you can find."
"NO!" Both Buffy and Tara exclaim loudly.
Faith jerks her head up in shock, looking from Buffy to Tara and back again. "Blondie over there don't know personally what I did. She just knows me being an inconsiderate bitch to her. B, you know what I did and what I'm capable of. I ain't no Brownie. I'm a cold blooded killer." Faith quickly stands up walking to the kitchen with her plate and glass.
"This is going to be harder than I had hoped." Tara states before quickly following Faith with Buffy nodding her head following Tara.
Tara comes up behind the slumped shoulders of Faith, standing at the kitchen sink. Placing a gentle hand on her shoulder she feel Faith stiffen slightly. "Faith, I think we all need to sit down and talk. You may not want to, but it would probably be for the best." Turning and looking at Buffy with a pleading look, Tara nods her head towards Faith.
"Faith, come on. Let's go sit down in the living room and talk. She is very, very stubborn. When she gets something in her head it's best to just give in and do what she wants." Buffy states smiling sadly at Faith, who had turned to look at her when she started talking. "Come on Faith. Please?"
"What are you two trying to do to me?" Faith mumbles under her breathe.
"Trying to be your friends, right now." Tara states gently, as they head into the living room.
"Why?" Faith asks questioningly.
"Because you're a good person, Faith. You lost your way for a while, but you are a good, caring person." Tara states sitting on one side of Faith, while Buffy sits down on the other, each grasping a hand.
"Yeah, right." Faith sarcastically states.
Taking a deep steadying breath, Tara shakes her head before capturing Faiths brown eyes with her blue ones. "I think this would be a good time for all of us to have a serious getting to know you. Dawn won't be home till around 5:00." Looking at Buffy with sad eyes before saying "I guess I can go first and let you know something a little more about me and my life."
Buffy looks at Tara questioningly. Seeing her smile sadly, she reaches over with her other hand, grasping Tara's free hand over Faiths lap.
Tara goes on to explain her home life, going into more detail than she had done the previous night. Explaining more what had happened to her, explaining all the way through meeting Willow, falling in love with the red head, the problems, the memory wipes, everything.
As Tara was explaining about her home life, Faith frowns hard. Remembering her own home life. The abuse, being left to fend for herself since she was old enough to remember while her mom spent all the money on booze and later drugs. How one of her mom's boyfriends tried to rape her, that was the night she left home and didn't look back. She had realized nobody would look after her but herself. Living on the streets, doing whatever she had to, to survive.
Turning to Tara, Faith without even thinking wraps her arms around her, burying her own face in the blonde witchs neck and starts crying, haltingly telling of her life, no father, abusive alcoholic and drug addicted mother, about almost being raped, later on selling her body for money to buy food and some place to stay, being found by her watcher, the watcher being literally tortured and finally torn apart by Kakistos, coming to Sunnydale, afraid to let anyone to close. On through the accidental staking of Finch, working for the Mayor, poisoning Angel, how she knowingly goaded Buffy into stabbing her, hating herself for forcing Buffy to do that, afraid it would make Buffy like she herself was.
Buffy and Tara quietly listened to the heartbreaking story, Tara holding her tight the tears falling from her eyes as Buffy rubs Faith's back. Buffy, tears falling also wraps her arms around both women.
Faith continued her story from waking up from the coma, the gift from the Mayor, switching bodies, escaping the watcher's goon squad, heading to L.A. wanting Angel to kill her, instead he forgave her and wanted to help her, the showdown in the hotel, where Buffy had actually tried to help her, even after everything she did to her, escaping and finally turning herself in to the police. Her time in the pen, how after a couple of the head bitches tried to make her their toy and she beat the hell out of them, everyone left her alone, and she got her GED while in jail. Finally winding down, it took her a few minutes to realize that Tara and Buffy were both holding her sandwiched in a tight embrace.
Tara realized that Faith had finally calmed down and was just holding her while they had her sandwiched in the embrace. Looking at Buffy, Tara smiles a sad smile. "Buffy, would you mind maybe getting something to drink for everyone?"
Buffy nods her head and quickly runs to the kitchen grabbing waters for all three women, coming in and handing one to Faith, who had finally pulled out of Tara's arms, even though Tara wasn't letting her get completely away and had one arm wrapped around her shoulders, keeping her close.
Taking the water offered her by Buffy, Tara quietly states "Thank you."
Downing half her water, Faith finally makes eye contact with Tara and then Buffy. She had expected to see disgust and hatred on their faces. She had never expected to see what she did. Sorrow, caring and compassion from the blonde witch. In Buffy's eyes she sees caring, pain, and…shaking her head at her wishful thinking she looks back down before finishing off the water.
Easing her arm from Faith's shoulders, Tara scoots so she's sitting sideways, her knee touching Faith's thigh while running her hand lightly through Faith's hair, gently pushing it off the side her face.
"How are you feeling?" Tara whispers quietly, continuing stroking the dark brown hair.
"Totally fucked up." Faith snorts before looking up and taking a deep breath, looking into blue eyes that seemed to see into her soul. "I ain't never told nobody that before. And I feel slightly better. Everything ain't right in my world, but you two don't seem to hate me for what I am, so that's a plus."
"No, Faith. We don't hate you." Buffy whispers. "I never hated you Faith. Never." Buffy reiterated.
"Faith, you will always be the hardest on yourself. You need to learn to forgive yourself for something that you really didn't have much choice over. Personally, I'm glad you did what you had to, to survive." Tara softly states. "Because you're here now, I get the chance to know a kind, caring, beautiful woman."
Faith starts feeling a little better and smirks slightly. "B, you better get a grip on your girlfriend. Sounds almost like she's hitting on me."
Buffy looks at Tara making eye contact with her, seeing the choice is up to her Buffy takes a breath wondering. Knowing they made a huge break through with Faith, but is it too soon? Would it possibly send her spiraling backwards? Deciding it would be best to wait, Buffy decides to joke it away.
"Yeah, well, I'm not her boss. Could you imagine her turning me into a toad? A toad with super strength. Not a pretty sight. Able to jump 20 feet in a single bound. Nope, not going to get jealous or tell her what to do." Buffy smirks at Tara before winking at Faith.
Smiling at Buffy, Tara shakes her head with a smirk herself. "No, not a toad. I don't picture you as green. Maybe a ferret, a beautiful white ferret, slinky, likes to wrap itself around things. Yep, I can see you as a ferret." Tara grins winking at Buffy letting her know that she's kidding.
Laughing heartily Faith looks at Buffy "You as a ferret. Damn B. I'd hate to see what she would turn me into."
Tilting her head appraisingly at the dark slayer, Tara furrows her brows in contemplation. "You would be harder, Faith. But thinking about it I believe you would be a Rotweiller. A loving animal, that would do everything to protect it's family. A very smart caring animal. Often misunderstood, that often with the right care and treatment would die to protect the people it loves." Tara states all this quietly and sincerely.
Buffy nods her head in agreement. "I think that nails her to a T." Buffy smiles slightly. "Of course, you're already stroking her head like a good puppy."
Faith narrows her eyes turning to Buffy growling low in her throat.
Laughing loudly Tara comments "Be careful Buffy, she's showing her protective side. Maybe she considers me family and you're threatening what's hers." Tara's shoulders are shaking, trying to hold back the laughter as Faith finally rolls her eyes and laughs with the other two.
"What am I doing here? You two are gonna drive me nuts." Faith grumbles good naturedly.
"Yeah, but at least it will be a good kind of nuts." Tara states smiling at Faith.
"Maybe." Faith smirks slightly. Looking at Buffy, she narrows her eyes slightly. "You going to tell your story too?"
Paling slightly and closing her eyes Buffy nods her head. "Yeah, I should." Feeling Tara grab her hand squeezing gently Buffy half smiles. "I love you."
"I love you too, sweetie." Tara whispers. "Take your time."
Faith frowns wondering exactly what was going on. "If you don't wanna…"
Buffy interrupts "No, I need to do this. Tara's aware of the more recent stuff, but not the earlier stuff, you're aware of some of the earlier stuff but not the newer. This is best to get everything laid out in the open that way there's nothing to come back and haunt us." Buffy states looking down at her hand clasped in Tara's.
Quietly Buffy explains being called as a Slayer, the pain, and heartache of hiding what she was from her Mom. Becoming friends with Willow and Xander, hitting lightly on fighting the Master, other big demons, Kendra and how she felt to blame for Drusilla killing her. Faith showing up on the scene, how she held back from the Dark Slayer, not ever really offering her the friendship she so deserved, because in a way she was jealous of her, how everyone thought she was so cool, how she should have handled things, but instead screwed things up. Coming after Faith and stabbing her, how she was planning on feeding her to Angel to make him well, continuing on explaining how when their bodies were switched and the Watcher's Councils guys came after her, she realized how bad things were, what the Council was really capable of. How she felt glad when Faith escaped, the self-hatred she felt when she realized that Angel could reach Faith, where she had never even tried, on to Glory and jumping to save Dawn, being brought back, the lack of feeling or caring about anything.
Here Buffy stops and looks away. Almost scared of what the Dark Slayer will think of her.
"Buffy." That one word, coming from Tara conveyed her love and support.
Smiling slightly at the loving woman, realizing that yes, there was enough love in her heart for more than one person, she showed it with the caring she showed to all the Scoobies, especially Dawn. Buffy wonders quietly to herself if her own heart was big enough to love two women at the same time, deciding it might be the smartest thing she had ever done in her life. That these three women, hurt and damaged over the years, coming to care for each other and love each other may make more sense than anything else in this world.
Finally continuing the story, Buffy explains everything about Spike, what happened, how things were from her point of view and raised a hand to Tara as she was about to interrupt, explaining how that with Tara's help she came to realize that she needed something and didn't know what it was at the time and how Tara offered friendship, a shoulder to cry on and just a soft smile when needed. How Tara saved her soul by giving her what she needed with tenderness and caring. Finally trailing off as she finishes the whole story. Buffy smiles at the love shining from the blondes eyes before looking with scared eyes towards Faith.
Faith sits there in shock, realizing that all three of them had been through their own abusive relationships. Differing degrees but something that tied them all together. Realizing that Buffy is looking at her, she makes eye contact with her and sees the scared look in her eyes. Confused for a moment, it takes Faith a minute to realize that Buffy is scared of what she thinks. Faith, the woman that had done so many things, she was afraid of her rejection. Allowing caring to seep into her eyes Faith reaches out and sets a hand on Buffy's shoulder and is surprised to find herself in a bone crushing hug from the blonde slayer.
"Thank you." Buffy whispers quietly to Faith. Happy to see caring for her in Faith's eyes and not hatred or disgust.
After a few moments Buffy pulls back and laughs quietly. "We are a bunch of sad sacks today." Looking first at Tara and then at Faith, she smiles "But I'm very, very glad to get this out in the open. I'm happy that we're all on the same playing field and know what each other has gone through. Maybe together we can help each other through this."
Tara smiles, running her hands through both women's hair. "That's the smartest thing I've heard. Nobody." Stopping to look at both women in turn. "And I mean nobody, can be their own island. The only way we can make it is to do this together. Be there for each other and let the others be there for us."
Faith shakes her head smiling slightly. "So, are we like being best buds here, or what?"
"To start with, best buds works." Tara states with a smirk at Buffy, making her blush.
Frowning slightly Faith looks from Tara to Buffy and back. "How come I feel like I'm missing something here?"
Rolling her eyes Buffy shakes her head. "Right now, with everything that we discussed today? I definitely don't want to scare you off with what that evil blonde Wicca has going through her mind."
"Hey!" Tara states in an outraged voice. "I am not evil. Wicked, I'll give you. But not evil!"
Faith shakes her head smiling slightly. "I have this feeling that either I'm gonna love what's going through her mind or run in the opposite direction."
Tara and Buffy both states "Hopefully the first." At the same time then look at each other, busting up laughing.
"Okay guys, if you ain't gonna tell me, we need to change the subject before I get a complex or something." Faith mutters before smiling at both of them to let them know she's kidding.
"Personally, I'm getting hungry." Buffy states just as Faiths stomach growls loudly, making them laugh.
"Well, how about we order Chinese with some of the money we liberated last night?" Faith suggests, to everyone else's agreement.
After placing the order Buffy and Faith argue good naturedly about who is going to go pick it up. Rolling her eyes at the childish display Tara whistles loudly. "How about we all go and pick it up?"
"That's no fun, Blondie." Faith smirks. "B, she's taking all the fun out of things. If we can't argue, what's the use?"
Tara shakes her head "If you two keep arguing the food will be cold! Personally, I think Chinese food is better hot not cold."
"I got my bike, I could ride and pick it up." Faith offers.
"Yeah, but you can't carry the two or three bags of food and drive that thing at the same time." Tara points out.
"Okay, okay. Let's get going and pick up the food." Faith gives in.
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Dawn bops into the house as they are finishing eating the Chinese food, laughing and joking. Rolling her eyes at the three women, she plops down looking through what's left.
Smirking at Dawn, Tara asks "What are you looking for Dawnie? I would have thought you ate dinner over at Janice's"
"I did. But I was just seeing what you have left." Dawn whines slightly not seeing much of anything.
"It's on the counter in the kitchen" Tara rolls her eyes and Dawn screeches before heading into the kitchen.
"I have never known a child to be so happy over lo mein." Buffy mumbles before laughing.
"I like lo mein. What can I say." Dawn mumbles around a mouth full of noodles.
"Hey, brat! Finish the food in your mouth before you talk." Buffy admonishes lightly.
"Okay." Dawn pouts lightly before seeing an egg roll on the table, reaching for it, she gets smacked in the hand lightly by Faith.
"That's mine twerp." Faith growls playfully.
"Faith! Come on!" Dawn pouts.
"Well, what you got in trade?" Faith teases the teenager.
"Oh, man. Faith. Please?" Dawn begs and bats her eyelashes at the slayer, making her laugh.
"Okay, twerp. But you're gonna owe me." Faith smiles as she slides the egg roll to the teenager.
"Thanks Faith!" Dawn states before taking a bite out of the egg roll.
Gathering her dirty dishes Buffy whispers loudly to Dawn as she walks by. "She so owns you now."
"What?" Dawn asks questioningly.
Tara shakes her head sadly to Dawn. "You never make a trade with someone without knowing what your portion of the trade is. Live and learn." Tara sighs dramatically before following Buffy into the kitchen with her dirty dishes.
Smirking as Buffy and Tara now have Little D scared stiff, Faith raises her eyebrow and leans back on the two back legs of the chair. "hmm, what do I want?" Faith eyes Dawn speculatively, making her squirm in her seat.
"Come on, Faith. It was only a measley egg roll." Dawn whines loudly.
"Yeah, but the thing is, it was mine. And you wanted it. Makes it a valuable commodity." Faith nods her head up and down thinking and trying not to laugh out loud at the scared look coming up on Dawn's face.
"Let me see here. Do my chores around the house for a month don't sound bad. But then again, we haven't discussed how we split the chores up yet, so you might be getting off light." Faith smirks slightly. "Wash and wax the bike once a week for the next two months, don't sound bad."
Faith grabs her dirty dishes and heads to the kitchen, lightly tapping Dawn on the head with her plate. "I'm pickin' on ya squirt. You don't owe me nothing" Faith states grinning before heading on into the kitchen.
"Thanks, Faith." Dawn calls happily after the slayer, before continuing to eat her Lo Mein and egg roll. 'Faith seems to be happier and more relaxed than before - good.' Dawn thinks to herself as she eats.