The next morning Wesley woke to the sound he'd come to miss over time, the sound of slayers being trained.
He woke up and looked at the clock, realizing he'd slept his way through the night without even realizing it.
He stretched on the bed before sitting up and dressing in jeans and plain black button down shirt with his boots and leather jacket which had become something of a habit over the past few years before checking his phone to see someone had switched it on silent and he'd had nine missed calls.
As he checked who they were from he wasn't the least bit surprised to see they were all from Angel. The Vampire was missing him already, which was sweet, in a weird He-needs-me-to-do-research-for-him way.
Wesley turned the phone off and walked out the room toward the staircase when he heard the sound of chanting from one of the rooms not far from his.
He followed the noise and soon saw Faith sat on the window seat of the room, sat in the meditation position, quietly chanting under her breath while she took in and let out gentle breaths.
Wesley leaned against the doorframe watching his slayer while she gave off a gentle almost angelic vibe about herself. She was dressed in loose black sweat pants that made a change from the leather she'd worn before and a black singlet that seemed to reflect the old Faith's sense of style, her trademark tattoo still on her arm.
Faith probably felt his presence because she soon came around and her gaze immediately moved to look in the doorway where he was stood.
"Hey Wes, sorry If I woke you. You have a good night's sleep?" asked Faith uncrossing her legs as she moved her body to the edge of the window seat.
"Surprisingly yes. That was the best night sleep I've had in a while. I never knew you meditated." Said Wesley slowly entering the room his gaze on the slayer's face.
"G-man kinda introduced it to me a while ago to help with my anger and stuff. It's helped surprisingly well." Said Faith stretching as she got up.
"That's good to know. How come you're not out helping Giles and Buffy with training the mini slayers?" asked Wesley sitting down.
"The G-man always gives me the morning off to meditate and have some peace and quiet. I usually start after lunch." Said Faith going to her closet and pulling out a pair of jeans and a red shirt, which she put on the bed.
"Maybe I should leave you to get dressed…" said Wesley about to get to his feet when Faith stepped out her sweatpants revealing a pair of hot pants.
"Its Ok Wes, its nothing you haven't seen before right?" said Faith as she pulled the black singlet over her head revealing a black bra.
"Er right…." Said Wesley his eyes moving to her torso where her ribs were sticking out making him worried for his slayer's health.
"Faith when was the last time you had a real meal?" asked Wesley watching faith pull her jeans on and zip them up before looking at him.
"Oh this isn't watcha think Wes. I'm not bulimic or anything…I've just cut down on my intake." Said faith running her fingers through her hair and rubbing her eyes.
"By how much?" asked Wesley, though he already knew the answer.
"Lets see I have nothing for breakfast, a slice of toast for lunch and sometimes a couple of pieces of pizza or half a burrito for dinner." Shrugged Faith brushing her hair in the mirror though her eyes were looking at Wesley, her gaze taking in his new look she had yet to appreciate.
"That's it? Faith no wonder I can see your ribs. You need to eat better." Said Wesley his stomach sinking.
"Pffft Princess Margaret your not the boss of me anymore remember? Besides I have more energy without worrying about when I need to eat." Said Faith as she moved to the bed and pulled the red shirt over her head, glad her eyes were away from his or he would have been able to see her lying.
"I find that very hard to believe." Said Wesley his eyes going to faith's cleavage when the slayer turned around pulling her hair out from under the shirt.
"Well its true Wes." Shrugged Faith ignoring her stomach's growls as she grabbed a hair tie and gathered her hair up in bun.
"I guess asking you to talk to Giles would be useless but could you at least eat something more than toast for lunch today…just this once?" asked Wesley.
Faith bit her lip as her eyes looked at his reflection, he was using his stormy blue eyes to try and persuade her.She had always been a sucker for a guy with gorgeous eyes and he obviously knew that because a smile appeared across his lips when she nodded reluctantly.
"I need to have a talk to Giles about how long I'm staying here. I'll see you at lunch." Said Wesley getting up from where he'd been seating.
Faith rolled her eyes though her gaze was magnetically attracted to his ass as he walked out the room.
"No…get a hold of your self Faith…Its just Wes…crossing that border is very bad..." murmured the slayer to herself as she slipped her feet in her running shoes before leaving the room.