Author: Jamiesgotagun15
Hi, everybody. I'm Jamiesgotagun15 and this is my chapter. Hope you like.
Buffy took a sharp intake of chilly night air as she stepped outside the Hyperion. She looked back only once at Faith's form, never meeting her eyes, and muttered a 'This way' before walking off in the direction her intuition told her to go in.
Faith took a few quickened paces to catch up with Buffy. She walked side by side with her, fingering the gun slightly before putting it away again.
"So, B, where we goin'?"
"Where I take us," She replied with the smallest turn of her head as she quickened her pace to get the lead in on Faith.
With another quick roll of her eyes, Faith was another few paces behind Buffy. She let her have her way and lead because there was only, hopefully, a few more days she would have to spend with her.
Buffy kept her pace; stopping every so often to turn a make sure Faith wasn't dodging. Finally she saw a demon bar and nodded towards it.
Faith glanced silently up to the sign above and their new surroundings. She shrugged,
"Your call...Boss."
"Funny Faith," Buffy said dryly, "Only I'm not your boss otherwise you would have been fired...or something..." Buffy frowned at her lack of punning skills and just growled, "Let's go..."
Smirking to herself, Faith shrugged and began to follow Buffy inside. This place must have been like the Willy's of L.A.
Buffy walked inside and the first thing that happened was she was slammed into the wall by a very angry very large demon. "Why is the slayer here?" he screamed in rage
Backing up instantly, Faith quickly fumbled for the sedative gun and brought it out, pointing it at the demon, ready to shoot.
"Hey, man, watch it."
"Or what!" He growled gripping Buffy's neck tighter, "You'll shoot me little girl?" Buffy glared at Faith rather then the demon and then brought her knee up hard into his jaw.
He dropped her in pain and Buffy picked up her wayward gun and then pummelled the demon to death before rounding on Faith.
"I don't remember asking for your help!" she said through gritted teeth.
"What the hell'd you want me to do, B? Let him choke ya' to death?" She put the gun back into her pocket and glared.
"Believe me, f'we were here under some different consequences, I woulda' definitely stepped back and let you 'handle' it all."
Buffy brought herself up to glare at Faith just a few inches away from the rogues eyes, too close to comfort even. "You wanted to play the hero," she half whispered half snarled, "Another one up on me just like you've always tried to do..."
"Whatever, B." She muttered, glancing away, not wanting to get into any of their past just then. "I didn't get outta' jail just to come and argue with ya'. Let's get whatever we gotta' do over with."
She had no response to that so instead she settled for a long glare and then turned to work on making some of the patrons 'talk'.
She didn't get that far before Angelus let out a loud whoop and a "Look who it is...never thought I'd see you to banding to together...hmmm ...interesting..."
"Yeah, lucky for me it ain't for long. "Faith muttered beneath her breath. If Buffy wanted to play her part and do everything, she'd let her. She made no move to shoot Angelus.
Buffy raised her gun upwards, but was having trouble pulling the trigger. What she saw was Angel though she knew it was the monster inside.
"Buffy..." Angelus said in mock 'brood' voice "Are you really going to kill me?" "No...just put you to sleep," she said taking aim, before firing and missing.
Faith still stood, watching calmly, figuring Buffy wouldn't be able to shoot him. She glanced over and asked "Need some help?"
"Fuck you Faith," was the retort as she fired again. This time the dart from the gun got him the neck and he stared in shock before falling to the ground with a heavy thumb.
Grinning, muttering another few words beneath her breath, Faith bent down towards Angelus and helped Buffy drag him away.
Buffy said nothing further as she grabbed hold of Angelus' feet, finding his upper body too hard to look at.
"Where we takin' him?" Faith asked, grabbing hold of his arms and dragging him out.
"Back to the Hotel?"
"No shit," Buffy said rolling her eyes as she pulled Angelus' feet along looking over her shoulder as she went
Still with no retort, Faith silently agreed and lugged the sleepy vampire back to the Hyperion. She kept her jets cooled, telling herself over and over that their past was not something to discuss right then.
Buffy went without a word, not really caring if words were spoken or not. Once there she called to the others and soon found herself staring into Angelus' sleeping form inside the cage.
"So... what now?" Faith asked, a bit broadly even. She sat against the wall across from the cage, silently smoking a cigarette.
Buffy shrugged, "You go to jail, Angel gets his soul back...I live happily ever after..."
"Yeah, I get that. But I mean, with Fang over here? How the hell're you gonna' get his soul back in him? I mean... who's got the power to do that?" Faith asked, standing up slowly.
Buffy stay where she stood, okay didn't exactly figure that one out yet. "I...don't worry about it."
Shrugging with a smirk, knowing Buffy had no clue how it was to happen, Faith stepped away and headed back up the stairs into the lobby.
Buffy finally came back up though a few hours later and then looked at Faith,
obviously still upset about everything. "What are you still doing here?"
Sprawled out across the couch, almost asleep, Faith glanced up as Buffy came in. She sat up and yawned before responding. "Thought you might wanna' do the honors of escorting me down there. I don't have the money for a cab."
Buffy rolled her eyes, not exactly finding Faith humour funny. "Fine...let's go," she commanded.
Standing from the couch and forcing down on final yawn, Faith followed Buffy out of the hotel in silence. It'd be nice to get back to her more or less 'home'. Wasn't the best, but it wasn't bad either.
"Don't try to run," Buffy warned, "I'll only catch you..." She kept looking over at Faith expecting her to well...run.
"Don' worry, B. I'm just achin' to get back home." She murmured, grinning slightly towards the slayer. "Even if I did run, I know you'll catch me."
Buffy scowled. What the fuck? "Faith...what are you doing?" she asked finally, stopping where she was walking to stare at the rogue.
"What?" She asked, a bit incredulously. "I ain't doin' nothin'." She defended, holdin' her hands up by her head.
"I know, which means you're up to something," Buffy said crossing her arms over her chest, "You're not saying stupid smartass things, not tryin' to hurt me, you're just...kinda like a dog..."
Glaring at the last comment, Faith put her hands back in her pockets, shrugging. "Yeah, well, since I started that whole redemption trip, things've...I dunno', changed or somethin'. What's wrong with that?"
"I don't buy it, that's what's wrong," Buffy said, "C'mon Faith I know you. Selfish Faith actually cares...bull. "
"Oh, don' worry, B. It's not that I care at all. I'm just workin' towards this redeemed and forgiven thing and it applies toward everything, I guess. Even you." She started walking again, moving past Buffy and continuing down the street.
Buffy rolled her eyes and followed, though the annoyed feeling didn't last long before it was replaced by slight fear as five vampires soon circled them.
Faith stopped as the vampires appeared. She backed up a few paces until she was standing beside Buffy again. She held out her hand for a stake.
Buffy looked at Faith and shook her head before getting out her own stake and going to work on the vampires. She figured Faith could handle herself just fine.
Glaring silently, Faith moved away and towards the vampires to start the fight. She lunged on one and sent him at nearby wall.
Buffy grinned at Faith, loving that she would have to pay in some way. Prison wasn't enough anyhow. Her gloating was short lived however when she misstepped a move and was met with vamp teeth to her throat.
Faith paused her own fight briefly to glance over at Buffy. Seeing the vampire draining her fellow slayer, Faith quickly aborted her partner and made a grab for Buffy's attacker.
Buffy soon tasted the coppery blood from the vampire's hand to her mouth. She gagged and fell forward just as the vampire was dusted by Faith. It was then that she promptly passed out.
Quickly terminating the two remaining, Faith hurried to Buffy's side in an attempt to save her. She picked up her hand and felt for a pulse. The pulse was fading, fading, until gone as Buffy grew steadily colder and stiller.
"Shit." She muttered, panicking briefly before finally giving up on the body. Buffy was dead. Buffy Summers, the original slayer, was dead. She couldn't go back to jail now; the council would get rid of her quicker than you could say "Boo, Council.
A bit numbly, she picked up the body and slowly brought it back to the hotel.
Buffy lay there in Faith's arms being dead n' all.
Faith hadn't been sure what to do, but she let Wesley and Cordelia handle everything. Since she couldn't return to prison, she hung around the hotel for another few days, figuring out what she was going to do.
It was late a night when the bulk of the Hyperion was out looking for the needed requirements that Buffy clawed her way out of the hole she buried in. She grinned all onto herself when she casually walked into the doors and saw Faith was the only one present.
Glancing behind her as the doors quietly opened, Faith nearly jumped out of her skin. She quickly stood and turned to face Buffy. "B, what the f-.. What're you-...? How'd you..."
She paused her babble and blinked, making sure she wasn't hallucinating.
"Wow, you are stupid," Buffy mused before vamping out fully, "Like the new look?"
Absently running her hand past her back pocket, Faith realised she had lost her stake.
She glanced up at the newly sired Buffy again, wondering if she could take her. She'd be like super slayer-vampire thing. "Let's get this over with, B."
Buffy chucked, "Get this over with? Oh Faith when will you ever learn. You should no most of all that you don't kill an enemy if you want information...you torture them."
"What kinda' information you think I got? 'Case you forgot, B. I been in jail the past few years. I don't have nothin'." She took a few steps forward, readying herself for a fight.
"Oh you know...little things," Buffy said slowly as she picked up a glass off the counter and inspected it before putting it back down. All her actions, slow, calculated, though she never kept Faith out of her periphrial vision.
"Like telling me about Angel's soul..."
"Hell if I know anything about that. You should be like... the keepsaker of that kinda' classified. He's got a soul, sometimes it goes away. 'Bout all I know." She explained, watching the vampire with a steel eye.
She absently glanced towards the basement where Angelus still was.
Buffy smiled, though it was cold and emotionless. "I suppose your right...only I was never told. Funny, Angel was my lover, my friend...my soul mate even...and I was never told."
She walked up to Faith, slowly, until she was only a few inches away. "Why do you think that is Faith?" Faith hesitated before answering, putting her hands by her side and watching Buffy for a long moment before responding. "'Cause.. Nobody wanted to break little Buffy's heart?"
Buffy let the smallest flinch of surprise cross her features, the one human reaction she bored. It lasted only an instant and she was back to that cold uncaring stare.
"I don't have a heart anymore," she chuckled, "Not one that's beating anyway...think it matters?"
"Not anymore. Guess' it doesn't matter if you don't have one." Faith took a step back, as if dismissing their conversation.
"So, what? Are we gonna' fight or.. What's gonna' happen?" Buffy remained silent, matching any step Faith made backward with a forward one of her own, never letting the rogue out of her sight.
She cocked her head to the side and let her fingers trail into Faith's dark tresses. "You're really pretty Faith. Wonder why I never said that before," she said quietly.
"Here we are with the heart thing again." She muttered, shrugging off Buffy's touch. "Hey, man I may be a slayer, that doesn't mean I gotta' be bonkin' the undead too."
Buffy let her hand flatter down to her side before she raised it back up again waggling her finger back and forth in front of the other slayer's face.
"Don't be mean Faith...and besides..." She leaned over and licked the edge of Faith's collarbone, just where the fabric of her shirt met the skin. "I know you want it..."
"Get offa' me!" She pushed her away, taking her own pace back as well. "You're not her anyway." She murmured, turning away from the vampire. It was getting hard to just look at her.
Buffy let out a loud girlish giggle as she stumbled back and watched Faith with newfound interest. "I'm not her anyway?" she mocked, "I see..." she began circling the dark slayer, watching her intently, "And if I was, human happy Buffy...what then?"
"Then nothin'. I'd go back to jail, an' never have to see her again." She hadn't meant it like Buffy had taken it. Trying to recover, she let her eyes follow Buffy silently in the circle she made.
Buffy stopped when Faith looked at her. "You're a liar," she spat, "I've seen the way you've liked at me when I was alive...you wanted me. wanted to become me. All goes hand in hand, doesn't it?"
Glaring, she quickly sent a punch at Buffy's face. "Shut up." She muttered. It didn't feel as bad hitting the vampire than the real Buffy.
Buffy began laughing as soon as the punch connected, falling back some and wiping away the blood that trickled from her nose. "Is that what you want Faith? Think that will help you get that oh so wonderful redemption you've been crazy?" she snorted at the thought and shook her head, "It doesn't matter...none of it does..."
"Maybe not anymore." She murmured, glaring. "Now that you're on the vamp side. I was doin' it for you. You knew that." She held her fist in her hands, ready to strike again
"Is this the part where you're going to give me the whole I'm evil now so I have to die?" she asked simply walking over to the rogue once more.
"I've heard before...used it countless times. You're not going to kill me Faith...you're going to help me..."
"Like hell I will. I'd barely help you even if you were alive." She hissed, eyes searching quickly around for any form of weapon.
"That's so true," Buffy pouted. She wrinkled up her nose in mock thought and then she looked back over, eyes roaming up and down Faith's body openly.
"I promise I'll make it worth your while," she said in a deceivingly sweet voice.
Faith raised her arm and struck her again.
"Not in a fuckin' million years, B." Without the vampire's game features, the body was deceiving her: Buffy chuckled softly as she picked herself off the floor once knocked onto it by Faith.
She readjusted her jaw and looked up, still wearing a bemused expression. "Well, if you don't want to help me, your not going to kill me, and you don't want to fuck me," she smiled widely, "Then what do you want?"
"Outta' here." She proposed, pushing past Buffy again and heading towards the door. If she was lucky, Buffy wouldn't follow, wouldn't need to go find her.
"See you around Faithy," Buffy called to her retreating back. She knew the rogue wouldn't kill her, couldn't. She grinned widely and then began making her way downstairs, bent upon getting to Angelus.