Right Kind Of Wrong
A/N: My Thanksgiving hiatus is over, I know you guys have been waiting for the next installment. This one may not be as good as the last one, but understand I'm getting back into the flow. Way too much turkey man, turkey is evil I say, EVIL!
Faith listened as Buffy cried; she really didn't know what to do. She's only seen her this way once, and that was when Angel was leaving her. She continued to hug her girlfriend for as long as she needed, it's not everyday that your first love is killed. Buffy's cries turned into to quiet sobs.
"Buffy, tell me again what happened?" She asked her girlfriend again.
The blonde lifted her head and wiped at her tears, she looked Faith in the eyes and saw the concern in them.
"I was sleeping, but I was awoken. I knew something was wrong with Angel, but I didn't know what. Before you ask, we have a connection like you and I have, but it goes deeper than that. Anyways, I knew something was wrong, so I got out of bed and snuck out the window. I went to his mansion and the door was unlocked, he doesn't do that unless he knows I'm coming over." She told her girlfriend.
Faith was frowning, and she decided to continue.
"That is way over, anyways, I opened the door and searched up and down, couldn't find him. I sat on the couch I began to rub it absentmindedly and came across his ring and dust. He's never removed that ring once; he was dusted on the couch. I will never have the chance to see him or talk to him again. Who would want to do this to him? He didn't have any enemies that I knew of." A fresh round of tears ran down her face.
Faith didn't know how to take this information in, a part of her was dancing with joy, Angel was gone and no longer able to cause problems. The rational part was kind of sad, not because she liked him or anything, but because his death hurt her girl, and right before their anniversary also. They were going to have to celebrate some other time, right now she needed some time to grieve.
"B, I know you loved him, hell I even liked him a little, but he wasn't technically alive anyway. I know you two had the greatest love of all time, it was kind of like Romeo and fucking Juliet, but he is always in your heart. I know that this is going to take time for you to get over and we are kind of on a break, we could deal with our anniversary at a later time. I love you B, and I know you love me too." She finished up her little speech.
Buffy looked up at her and gave her a grateful smile, "Thanks for being so understandable. I'm going to find out who did this, and when I do they will die a painful yet tragic death. You can mess with me and my friends, but no one kills my ex boyfriend." She said with venom dripping off of every word.
The brunette slayer loved it when her girlfriend was all take charge. It made her seem like a bigger bad ass than anyone else. She was going to find out who was behind the dusting of Angel that was to be her job if he stood in the way. Buffy left the comfort of her girlfriend's arms and stood up. Faith looked up at her questioningly.
"I need to get back home before mom has a complete freak out because I'm not there." She said, softly.
"I understand, I have my early class tomorrow and need my rest. I will see you tomorrow after your class." She replied hopefully.
"Definitely, I'll see you tomorrow." Buffy walked out of the room without looking back, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Hello, Cordelia? It's Buffy; can I come by and see you?" She asked into the phone.
Faith watched as Buffy left the room, but also saw her pull out her cell phone. She was curious as to find out who she was calling. Being stealthy she followed her girlfriend out, when she hear Buffy's voice, "Hello, Cordelia? It's Buffy; can I come by and see you?" She went back to the room pissed off as hell; she was leaving her to go talk to Cordelia. The brunette wanted to give Buffy the benefit of the doubt, and fell back on her bed into a dreamless sleep.
Cordelia was falling asleep when her phone rung, she went to answer it, "Hello?" She answered semi-groggily.
"Hello, Cordelia? It's Buffy; can I come by and see you?" Buffy's voice came over the line.
The brunette sat up in bed and smiled, Buffy called her. "Yeah, you can come by and see me. What's up? You sound like you've been crying?" She asked with concern that wasn't there.
She listened as Buffy told her what happened, and how she just left Faith. It pissed her off a little that she wasn't the first person Buffy came running too, but second wasn't a bad place either. Willow could have been the second one for her to call, but they weren't speaking to each other at the moment.
"You can come over, Faith wouldn't understand. She didn't know how much you loved him like I do." She told her honestly.
The brunette hung up the phone and a little while later a knock sounded at the door. She got out of bed to open the door; Buffy was standing there with red, puffy eyes. Cordelia let the girl in and embraced her. The contact felt good to her, but she knew that the other girl was genuinely hurting. She guided them to her bed and sat down Buffy curling into her side. Cordelia began running her hands through the other girls silken strands something she knew that would comfort her.
"Buffy, it's going to be alright. I know how much he meant to you, and vice versa, but he wouldn't want you to be all griev-y he would want you to remember the good times you had together. Live your life, like he wanted for you, get married and have a house with a picket fence, and two point five kids, and the golden retriever." She told her soothingly.
Buffy let out a little laugh at that, "Yeah right, like I would have two-point-five kids, hello dating a girl here." She said jokingly.
"There is always artificial insemination. You two could take turns, you have the first baby and Faith has the second baby. If Rosie O' Donnell can do it, then I know you and Faith can." The words sounded bitter coming out of her mouth.
The blonde eased her way out of the brunette girls embrace and looked up at her. Cordelia looked at her also and in a moment their lips met in a passionate kiss. Neither one knew who initiated it or what happened. Nothing felt more right to Cordelia than the moment they kissed. Both girls broke apart and Buffy looked like she was about to cry.
"I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to do that. It was a moment of weakness thing." She looked away suddenly.
Cordelia put her hand under the younger girls chin and turned her head back towards her.
"Buffy, there is nothing to be sorry about. Nothing happened that we didn't want to happen. I won't tell if you won't, it could be out little secret no one will have to know." She reassured the blonde.
"Secrets are bad things you know? It tore our little group to hell and back, but I think this one is one we could take to the grave." She replied.
Buffy looked at the clock and saw that it was almost four, "I really need to get going, I'm at moms and I don't want her to freak out." She got up off the bed and away from temptation. The way she was feeling at the moment was enough to have her do something they would both regret.
"Buffy, you can go home in the morning, I insist. You really can't slay in your condition if you have to. Besides I would like to have happy Buffy than a dead Buffy." She told the blonde.
The slayer thought about this and in a way it did make sense. She removed her shoes and climbed into bed with Cordelia. She really didn't want to be alone, and she knew that Faith had an early class tomorrow. The brunette gave her a smile and wrapped her arms around the tiny girl's waist. It wasn't what she wanted, but it was a step closer to what she hoped to get. Together they drifted off into sleep.
Joyce woke up the following morning and went to get Buffy up; she panicked when she found her room empty. She immediately called Faith hoping Buffy was there and not missing in action again.
Faith woke up at the sound of the phone ringing, she looked at the clock and saw that it was seven. She didn't have to be up until eight for her class at nine.
"Hello?" She answered, tiredly.
"Faith, its Joyce. Is Buffy there with you?" She asked panic clearly in her voice.
The slayer sat up straight in the bed, the worst of images going through her head, "She was here, but she said she was headed home. Something happened to Angel last night and she needed someone to talk to. She left at about three- thirty and said she was heading home." She left out the part about the phone call to Cordelia. The thought made her sick to the stomach.
"She's not here, and everything is in order. You don't think that something happened to her do you?" Joyce asked the slayer.
"If something was to happen with her, I would know. From what I know she's relatively fine. Let me find Willow and see if she is with her, ya know how they argue and then make up." She lied.
Faith hung up the phone and hoped out of bed. She headed to her closet and pulled out anything right now she needed to find Buffy and fast. She closed the door without locking it and headed upstairs to the room that Willow and Cordelia still shared. She prayed to whoever was listening that Willow was indeed there. After a mad sprint up the stairs she saw Buffy leaving the other girls room, but saw that she wasn't alone. Cordelia walked behind the girl in a skimpy little pajama outfit and they hugged. She couldn't make out what they were saying, but she saw the smile on her girlfriends face. Faith was seeing red, as soon as the door closed the brunette made her presence known.
"B, what the fuck was that?" She asked the blonde girl.
Buffy woke up when the suns rays came through the window. She looked at the clock and saw that it was seven; she needed to head home before her mother had a cow. There was a pair of arms around her waist preventing her from getting up. The night before came back to her in full force, Angel's death, Faith, the kiss with Cordelia and now waking up with her. Buffy shook the other girl awake; Cordelia sat up a smile on her face.
"I thought it was a dream." She told Buffy.
"Not a dream, I really need to go. I know mom is probably up and calling the National Guard." She got up out of bed and looked for her shoes. Once they were found and on her feet she opened the door. Cordelia followed her out, that's when Buffy noticed what she had on, a slinky little camisole with a pair of matching shorts. Buffy turned around and gave Cordelia a hug.
"Thanks for giving me a shoulder to cry on. I really needed it, get together later?" She asked the brunette hopefully.
"You got it baby." They exchanged a smile. Cordelia closed the door behind Buffy and leaned up against it and smiled.
Buffy turned to walk away and ran smack dab into Faith. The smile was gone only to be replaced with guilt. She didn't expect the other girl to come looking for her.
"B, what the fuck was that?" She asked clearly pissed.
"I needed to talk to Cordelia, it was late and I stayed over. I didn't want you to keep you up; because I knew you had an early class." She explained, hoping that her girlfriend believed her.
Faith crossed her arms in a defensive gesture; Buffy knew that one very well. Either she didn't buy her excuse or she was really pissed off. The blonde hoped it was the latter, if not her relationship as she knows it would be permanently over. Losing her sister slayer was the last thing she needed, not so soon after the death of Angel.
"You talked to C, and then you accidently fell asleep in her room. Did she give you the comfort you were looking for? Or did Little-Miss-Prom-Queen take all of your pain away?" She asked, hatred dripping from every word.
"First of all I needed to be comforted by someone who actually felt an ounce of something for Angel, she was the one. Even though the three of us had a twisted relationship we truly loved each other, maybe not Cordelia and Angel, but you get the picture. You could really care less for Angel, you are probably glad that he isn't around anymore. I expected this jealous bull shit from Angel, but not you Faith, I thought you would be different, but I guess not." The blonde finished off her rant and walked off leaving a very pissed off Faith behind.
The brunette slayer couldn't believe what Buffy had just said to her. She wondered how things were spiraling out of control so fast. Without hesitation she knocked on Cordelia's door, her mind was made up and she was going to end this once and for all.
Cordelia was on cloud nine, not only was Buffy distraught over her beloved vampire, but it was her that she wanted comfort from. Her high was cut short by a loud banging on her door. She knew that it wouldn't be Willow, because they were pissed with each other, Buffy was on her way home, taking a chance she opened the door and standing there was a highly pissed off Faith.
"To what do I owe this visit? If you're looking for your girl she just left." She told the other brunette.
Faith pushed her way into the room moving Cordelia out of the way. She was on a mission and nothing was going to stop her, not even taunts from the Prom Queen.
"I'm warning ya, stay the fuck away from B! So help me god if you don't listen to me, you will regret it." She told the taller girl.
Cordelia couldn't help but smile, "Is that a threat? Sorry baby, but threats are not my thing. I will stay away from Buffy, but tell me something sweetie, will she stay away from me?" She taunted back.
"Not a threat, but a promise. I'm warning you C, stay the fuck away from B." Faith moved closer to Cordelia causing the girl to move back. The slayer wasn't letting up and moved in closer. "I don't want to have to have this conversation again. Cause if we do, you and me are gonna dance, and baby you ain't gonna win." She turned and walked out of the room, bumping into Willow in the process.
"Faith, what's wrong?" The red head asked her brunette friend.
"Talk to B, I gotta get to class." She replied not looking back.
Willow walked into the room to see a very pale Cordelia sitting on the bed. Inwardly she smiled hoping Faith gave her a piece of her mind. The red head was still feeling guilty for what happened between her and Xander. She hoped that one day everyone could put this behind them and become friends again. Right now she needed to change clothes and go talk to Buffy. She grabbed her clothes not bothering saying anything to the brunette sitting on the bed.
Cordelia barely acknowledged the fact that Willow had walked into the room. Her mind was going around what Faith had told her. She wasn't one to take kindly to threats or promises. Faith may have won this round, but the next ones will belong to her, no one fucks with a Chase.