"Okay, Faith how about we try some sword training." Said Wesley getting the
punching bag down from the ceiling.
"Swords? When am I ever going to use a sword?" Faith asked stretching a little as she did.
"You'd be surprised. And besides a slayer must be prepared for any situation." Wesley said pulling two swords out of a nearby cabinet.
"How do you know so much about demon, magic, and slayer training? That isn't the stuff that is on the usual résumé." Faith said grabbing the weapon that was just through for her.
"Well, originally I was trained to be a watcher." He said with a strange smile on her face, that seemed to be there just to hide something.
"Watcher?" she said giving him a questioning look.
"Specially trained men and women of help guide slayers on there paths. That's probably the simplest way to put it." He said.
"What do you mean you 'originally' were?"
"Well I wasn't a very good one. Buffy knew that from the beginning and never really listened."
"Buffy?"
"The reason you're a slayer, the one who died and came back. I wasn't understanding enough."
"Well you seem pretty good at what you do to me."
Wesley smiled. "Thank you." And the two started training.
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About an hour and a half later Faith came up the stairs. Wesley was still in the basement cleaning up the equipment. She turned the corner and started to head up the stairs, when she ran into Angel and Cordelia.
"Faith! There you are! Cordelia just had a vision, were going down town to take care of it quick. You coming?" he asked staring at her.
"Sure why not, I've got nothing better to do." Faith said. She didn't really care if she went or stayed but going would really piss of Cordelia and besides, she hadn't killed any monsters in two days.
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The demon had been easy to beat. It was just wondering around in the graveyard planning on killing the first thing that came along. They were already back at the hotel. Cordelia was typing something on the computer and Angel, as usual, was hiding in his dark gloomy room either just sitting there in his thoughts or reading some book. Typical.
And in the mean time I'm sitting here completely bored out of my mind. Screw this. I'm going out tonight. She picked her jacket up from the couch it had been lying on and left.
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Angel walked out of his room around 5 A.M. He had fallen asleep while reading a book. 'Where is everyone?' he thought to himself. Cordelia must have gone home, Wesley too. But Gunn had said he was going to stop by a little before dawn he should be here any minute. Faith. She should be asleep right now, he thought passing by her room. But something was wrong. She wasn't in there. The door had been left wide open and there was no one in there. And the black leather jacket she always wore was gone. She must be out. At 5 A.M? She's never up this early. A small shiver of worry went through him. Relax, she's fine. She can handle herself, you already know that. But still....Faith was NOT a morning person. He heard the large lobby doors open downstairs. He went to the steps and walked down the stairs a little more faster then usual. When he got there Faith was already at the bottom of the stairs and on her way up. He relaxed immediately.
"Faith! There you are." Angel said with his usual cool tone.
"Yeah, Here I am. Where else would I be?" she asked with her usual sarcasm.
Looking at her you would know she hadn't slept yet. She looked so tired. She had to get to bed soon or she'd fall over. She smelled like smoke, sweat, and beer. Dancing. She must have gone to a club somewhere. He remembered her saying something about her liking to do that and the music coming from her bedroom seemed to be always on. He'd seen her dance once. Only for a moment before he left. She was good at it and looked perfectly beautiful while doing it. Even he had to admit that.
"I walked by your room and you weren't there. Besides you usually aren't up this early." He said trying not to show how worried he'd been. She already thought he was protective enough. "I went out to a few clubs." Said Faith wobbling up the stairs. She had been drinking.
"You've been drinking haven't you?" he let out a sigh. "Come on, let's get you to bed." He said putting an arm around her waist trying to support her.
She smiled and giggled a little. "Mmm, Angel you want to do something else?" she said seductively tripping still form her drunkenness. She laced her arms around his neck. "Angel." She said as a quiet statement.
Angel tried to focus on getting her up the stairs and not her body pressing against his. She must have drank more then he thought. After a few minutes of struggling up the stairs he finally got her into her bedroom and put her on the bed. He watched her as she fell asleep. She'd be fine, for now. She would have a hell of a hang over when she woke up though. She'd been drinking to escape. He knew all about that. When he was human he drank all the time, all he had wanted then was to get out, to forget. He had wanted a different life. And he had gotten it eventually. And he had become something worse.
Hey guys thanks for the reviews! I'm sorry it's been a while but school's been driving me crazy. This is pretty much a chapter about nothing important, just a day.
"Swords? When am I ever going to use a sword?" Faith asked stretching a little as she did.
"You'd be surprised. And besides a slayer must be prepared for any situation." Wesley said pulling two swords out of a nearby cabinet.
"How do you know so much about demon, magic, and slayer training? That isn't the stuff that is on the usual résumé." Faith said grabbing the weapon that was just through for her.
"Well, originally I was trained to be a watcher." He said with a strange smile on her face, that seemed to be there just to hide something.
"Watcher?" she said giving him a questioning look.
"Specially trained men and women of help guide slayers on there paths. That's probably the simplest way to put it." He said.
"What do you mean you 'originally' were?"
"Well I wasn't a very good one. Buffy knew that from the beginning and never really listened."
"Buffy?"
"The reason you're a slayer, the one who died and came back. I wasn't understanding enough."
"Well you seem pretty good at what you do to me."
Wesley smiled. "Thank you." And the two started training.
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About an hour and a half later Faith came up the stairs. Wesley was still in the basement cleaning up the equipment. She turned the corner and started to head up the stairs, when she ran into Angel and Cordelia.
"Faith! There you are! Cordelia just had a vision, were going down town to take care of it quick. You coming?" he asked staring at her.
"Sure why not, I've got nothing better to do." Faith said. She didn't really care if she went or stayed but going would really piss of Cordelia and besides, she hadn't killed any monsters in two days.
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The demon had been easy to beat. It was just wondering around in the graveyard planning on killing the first thing that came along. They were already back at the hotel. Cordelia was typing something on the computer and Angel, as usual, was hiding in his dark gloomy room either just sitting there in his thoughts or reading some book. Typical.
And in the mean time I'm sitting here completely bored out of my mind. Screw this. I'm going out tonight. She picked her jacket up from the couch it had been lying on and left.
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Angel walked out of his room around 5 A.M. He had fallen asleep while reading a book. 'Where is everyone?' he thought to himself. Cordelia must have gone home, Wesley too. But Gunn had said he was going to stop by a little before dawn he should be here any minute. Faith. She should be asleep right now, he thought passing by her room. But something was wrong. She wasn't in there. The door had been left wide open and there was no one in there. And the black leather jacket she always wore was gone. She must be out. At 5 A.M? She's never up this early. A small shiver of worry went through him. Relax, she's fine. She can handle herself, you already know that. But still....Faith was NOT a morning person. He heard the large lobby doors open downstairs. He went to the steps and walked down the stairs a little more faster then usual. When he got there Faith was already at the bottom of the stairs and on her way up. He relaxed immediately.
"Faith! There you are." Angel said with his usual cool tone.
"Yeah, Here I am. Where else would I be?" she asked with her usual sarcasm.
Looking at her you would know she hadn't slept yet. She looked so tired. She had to get to bed soon or she'd fall over. She smelled like smoke, sweat, and beer. Dancing. She must have gone to a club somewhere. He remembered her saying something about her liking to do that and the music coming from her bedroom seemed to be always on. He'd seen her dance once. Only for a moment before he left. She was good at it and looked perfectly beautiful while doing it. Even he had to admit that.
"I walked by your room and you weren't there. Besides you usually aren't up this early." He said trying not to show how worried he'd been. She already thought he was protective enough. "I went out to a few clubs." Said Faith wobbling up the stairs. She had been drinking.
"You've been drinking haven't you?" he let out a sigh. "Come on, let's get you to bed." He said putting an arm around her waist trying to support her.
She smiled and giggled a little. "Mmm, Angel you want to do something else?" she said seductively tripping still form her drunkenness. She laced her arms around his neck. "Angel." She said as a quiet statement.
Angel tried to focus on getting her up the stairs and not her body pressing against his. She must have drank more then he thought. After a few minutes of struggling up the stairs he finally got her into her bedroom and put her on the bed. He watched her as she fell asleep. She'd be fine, for now. She would have a hell of a hang over when she woke up though. She'd been drinking to escape. He knew all about that. When he was human he drank all the time, all he had wanted then was to get out, to forget. He had wanted a different life. And he had gotten it eventually. And he had become something worse.
Hey guys thanks for the reviews! I'm sorry it's been a while but school's been driving me crazy. This is pretty much a chapter about nothing important, just a day.