Title: reach for the top of the sky

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Supernatural

Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Carly Simon

Warnings: goes AU during SN season 5 and post-season 7 BtVS

Pairings: pre-Jo/Faith

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 400

Point of view: third

Prompt: BtVS/Supernatural, Jo/Faith, Faith kind of has a thing about tiny vicious blonde girls

She's always liked blondes. She tried so hard to impress B in the early days, but B didn't buy it for very long, and then - well, things got a little fucked up.

Then prison, and then The First, and things are better now. B's a sister, like all Slayers are sisters, and Faith's fine with that. And, yeah, so she fantasizes a little, what of it? B knows that slaying makes 'em all horny and hungry.

So anyway, Red's alarm system pinged the middle of Bumfuck, Nowhere, as the congruence (or somethin' like that?) of some mystical whammy thing, and Faith just happened to be the closest. She's got a charm she'll have to drop blood on if things go sideways and she needs help, but she's one of the Two – there ain't really much she and B can't handle, these days.

Or, well, so she thought.

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"What the fuckin' fuck?" the superstrong brunette hottie says, staring past Jo with wide eyes.

"Stare later, run now!" Jo shouts, grabbing the woman's arm and tugging at her.

The black dog on steroids is howling as its tree-trunk sized legs eat up the ground. She's pretty sure it's one of Crowley's experiments, but she'd need one of the angels to be sure, and they're all busy with the boys somewhere, so –

"Run!" she shouts again, and decides not to fight when the superstrong hottie scoops her up and books it.

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"Faith," she says as she sets the blonde even smaller than B down.

"Jo," the blonde says. "Here's what I know."

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Fire's a pretty good go-to, but Faith summons some uber-powerful good witch, who de-magic's the black dog and he goes back to being a medium-sized mutt that Jo –

Well, okay, yeah, her heart melts, and there's no such thing as bad dogs. She makes sure to send word to the boys, too, because they love dogs even more than she does, and it'd be nice if one of them punched Crowley right in his smirking mouth.

"So," Faith says, leaning against Jo's car. "Where to next, JoJo?"

Jo smiles at her, the dog (named Hunter by Jo) frolicking around her legs. "Well, there's a poltergeist in Tulsa acting up, if that's not too small fry for a Slayer?"

Faith slowly drags her gaze from Jo's beat-up boots to her eyes. "Nothin's too small fry for me, babe," she says.