Hey, news 4 ne1 and every1 reading this. Stop now. Yes you red correctly, stop reading this fic and go read the prequel Slipped Away. It's a 1-shot so it won't take u very long. If u have alredy red it, yay u!
ShouldBeInHollyWood: thank you 4 reading the prequel. U said it was better than Rome? I say, DUH! Spike was in the prequel (sorta kinda) there is like, almost NO Spike in Rome. And besides I just rote how I thought Buffy should feel about his Death.
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Have Faith
A tall girl with brunette hair was fighting with a guy. She kicked at his head, knocking him back into the side of a headstone. He got up and lounged at the girl. They both fell to the ground. The guy rolled off her and stood up. The girl scrambled to her feet and pulled a stake out of her jacket pocket, and pointed it at the vamp. He snarled at her and threw a right hook. He missed. She didn't. Faith stepped back as the vampire turned to dust. They are so stupid. Why do I always get to fight the stupid ones? This had been the fourth vamp she had killed this month. Back in Sunnydale I would've killed at least fifteen, maybe twenty. Why couldn't we have moved to Cleveland? Faith sighed and kicked at a tuff of grass. Because Giles thinks we need a break from Hellmouths.
Faith put the stake back in her pocket and started back to her apartment. Faith lived in the same complex as Buffy and spent most of her time with them. She'd lived with them back in Sunnydale, and it was a little hard to get used to living by her self again. Willow still stays with Buffy. You'd think she'd move in with her girlfriend. But no. Maybe she thinks B cant handle being alone with Dawn for the rest of her life. Faith grinned. Dawnie's like the easiest person to live with. Well Red and Dee have been kinda off each other since Sunnydale, maybe they broke up. Faith frowned, there were so many slayers and so much stuff to do that she hadn't been paying much attention to what was going on out side of slaying. Faith shrugged, oh well. It's not my biz anyway.
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Faith sat down in front of her TV, just as the phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hey Faith, it's Buffy."
"Oh, hey B. I was just thinking about you." Actually I was just thinking about inviting Robin over for a movie or something.
"How many vamps have you slayed since we moved here?"
"Uh, six. I think."
"See Giles I told you."
"Told Giles what?" Faith was confused.
"Giles was getting onto me because I've only slayed five vamps. He thinks I should have slayed at least ten. And I told him that none of the other slayers had killed more than ten, and he didn't believe me."
"OK. Hey B, you doing anything tomorrow?"
"Other than my useless patrolling? No I don't think so."
"Good. Is Red doing anything?"
"Not that I know of."
"Great. Oh, and B, what's going on with them?"
"Them, who?"
"Red and Dee."
"Oh. No idea. I think Kennedy's still a little freaked over Willow's wicca stuff. I mean the spell worked right and no black hair and veins, but it was a huge spell and Kennedy might not have really realized how much power Willow had until then."
"That girl has a big mouth, did she say something to Willow that would've upset her?"
"As I said before, no idea."
"Ok. See you tomorrow."
"Bye Faith."
After hanging up with Buffy, Faith plopped back down into her chair in front of the TV.
She sat there for a few minutes, then got up and turned on the radio. Country music, blah. Ah, here we go.
Faith got up and started washing her dishes while singing along with her one of her favorite Avril Lavigne songs.
Something just isn't right
I can feel it inside
The truth isn't far behind
You can't deny
When I turn the lights out
When I close my eyes
Reality overcomes me
I'm living a lie
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when around you
I don't feel
Together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
This has gone on to long
I realize that I need
Something good to rely on
Something for me
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when I'm around you
I don't feel
Together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
My heart is broken
I'm here
My thoughts are choking
On you, my dear
On you, my dear
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when I'm around you
I don't feel
Together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when I'm around you
I don't feel
Together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
When I'm around you
When I'm around you
I don't feel together, no
I don't feel together, no
When I'm around you
When I'm around you
I don't feel together, no
I don't feel together
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Faith was scared. Running scared. It was dark, too may shadows, she couldn't see. No looking back. She couldn't look back. If she looked back it would be admitting she was scared. Nobody must know she was scared. Her breath came in gasps and her legs felt like rubber. But she couldn't stop. It would get her if she stopped. Then she tripped.
Faith sat up in her bed with a shriek. She stared around her dark bedroom with wide eyes, waiting for something to grab her. It was a dream, only a dream. Come on Faith, get a grip. She threw the sheets off her and staggered to the bathroom. She turned the water on and filled up the sink. After splashing water on her face, she felt better. She leaned back against the wall and slid down until she was sitting on the floor. What kind of dream was that? Maybe I should call Giles. It might be one of these prophetic dreams that B always has. Faith shook her head. No, can't be. It was just a nightmare. Running from shadows and imaginary demons, or whatever it was. Faith shivered. She didn't even know what it was; she just knew she was afraid of it. OK, moving on. No more thoughts about scary monsters and things that don't exist.
After her slight break down in the bathroom, Faith went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk. She sat down at the table and stared at the phone. Should I call? No. I'm not going to call. Faith set her glass down and buried her face in her hands. They'd probably think I was going off the deep end again.
Little did Faith know that across the whole world every slayer was waking up screaming. From the same dream.