Title: Delicate
Author: Jmaria
Theme: Passion
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss and Kripke are the Bosses. They own Faith Lehane and Sam Winchester
Pairing: Faith Lehane/Sam Winchester
Words: 307
Summary: What she's not.
Author's Notes: o.O it went a little arts-y on me at the end.

Delicate

She wasn't Jess. She didn't like things to go slow and gentle, she wasn't into cuddling or snuggling unless she thought he was asleep. With Jess, it'd been a slow burn never really gone and always there. With Faith, it ran hot and cold. Sometimes she would shut down on him, push him away.

He found her that night, staring at his laptop with her fingers on a dying cigarette. She looked pale in the computer's light.

"Faith? What's wrong?"

"I ain't her, Sammy," Faith laughed, a pale version of her normal robust laugh.

"Aren't who, Faith?"

"Her," she spun the laptop around to face him. She'd opened one of his picture files, and the sight of Jess in his arms hit hard. "I step outta one blonde's shadow and fall into another one's."

"Faith, I know you're not Jess. I'm not trying to make you into her."

She crushed the cigarette on the table, her head kept low. She looked up at him, her face hid in the darkness.

"I ruin the good things. Xander, Wes, Robin, they were the good guys I wrecked in my life. I'm not a good girl, Sammy."

"I didn't ask for you to be a good girl, Faith," Sam closed the computer as he made his way over to her. "I'm with you because you're you. A funny, kick-ass woman who knows all my secrets. And I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you."

He pulled her up, taking her face in his hands. She let him set the pace, and he urged her faster. She burned hotter, faster than ever before. When it was through, she laid her head on the slick skin of his chest. Before him, it had always been a low urging, but with him, everything burned and she found she was delicate in his arms.