FPOV.
Have ya ever just wanted to beat your little brother with a...whatever you can find? Oh you have too? Good it aint just me. You think its like natural or somethin? People say your supposed to wanna beat your younger sibling up. Don't know. I've always wanted to beat my brother and sister. Hmm. Gotta look into that.
BPOV.
Well the car ride back to Angel's was interesting. Found out information I'm sure I never would have known otherwise. Max just has a way with words. I think that was the most memorable conversation I've heard:
"Hey Erin, when did you get your braces removed?" he asked. Faith choked on her juice she was drinking.
"My what?" she squeaked. Oh that is the cutest sound she's ever made. Shut up I'm love sick.
"Your braces. Ya remember way back when, you coulda been considered a nerd if ya wasn't so 'adorable' as granma put it." he said.
"You wore braces?" I asked incredulously. Max just nodded.
"Yeah she wore glasses too. Cute little monster she was." he said. I could see Faith glaring daggers into the side of his head.
"You know I will push you out of my car into oncoming traffic." she said to him. He just laughed. "You laughin im serious." that just made him laugh harder. She was grumbling something about wanting to beat him with his own shoe or something like that.
"Hey why don't you wear colored contacts?" he asked after a while. She shrugged.
"Dunno. Guess I just...clear works better I guess." she said. He nodded. "Why do you wear colored contacts?" she asked him. He has contacts? Never would have guessed it.
"Eh, nobody believed I was a Lehane cus I didn't look like nobody hardly. 'cept dad but he started wearin brown contacts and I got tired of glasses. Gotta admit now I look a whole lot like mom though." he said. "Hey Buffy wanna see a picture of Faith as a kid?" he asked. Then when Faith reached over and hit him in the back of the head he started laughing. She was an adorable kid. Really she was. He finally managed to show me the pictures. She was really just too cute for words.
"Alright B. you wanna have your car sent back to sunny hell and ride with us or do ya wanna drive on you own?" she asked after we pulled up to Angel's. I know I've been a bitch to her but I want to ride with her.
"I want to ride with you guys bu-" she cut me off.
"Aight, while Max is hopefully showerin I'll call a driver or somebody trust able and have them follow us. Kate do you need to get anything?" she asks.
"Yeah I need to stop by my apartment and get some cloths and call my boss and a few o-" she cut her off too. She obviously has a thing for doing that. Somebody should tell her its rude.
"Don't sweat it. We'll go shopping when we get to sunnydale and you can make all you phone calls from there. Don't worry bout a thing." she said getting out followed by Max. they went to the back and she handed him a sports bag and we all made our way up to Angel's apartment. He answered the door with a smile until he saw Max. then he just looked surprised.
"Wow...you're Maxwell Lehane." this made his eye twitch. Guess he hates being called maxwell.
"Maximilian. My name is Maximilian. Not maxwell." he says in a calm patient voice.
"Hey Fang do ya mind if Maxie boy here catches a shower?" Faith cuts in.
"Uh, no not at all." he says ushering us all inside. Max makes his way to the bathroom and we all sit out in an semi awkward silence. I look up and notice that Faith and Angel seem to be having a silent argument. And from the looks of it Angel is winning. She looks like she's pleading with him not to do something. Finally she sighs and grumbles a few choice words.
"Buffy I'm...i'm sorry." she says. This shocks me but I'm not going to bitch and moan about it. Its all I really wanted.
"Me too." I say looking down.
"S'all 5x5 we did what we had too. Past is past can we just leave it there?" she asks holding out her hand for a truce.
"Agreed." I say shaking her hand firmly.
FPOV.
When we shook hands I felt like my whole body was tingling. No! No no no! I was supposed to be over her! You know something heart me and you got a problem. You aint s'pose to belong to nobody so why does she have control over you? Hmm? Don't blame the groin. It'll get in trouble later. What? Oh shh..Angel is sayin somethin.
"Was that so hard Faith?" he asks. I shake my head.
"Nah soul-boy. It wasn't that bad. But I'm not apologizin to the scooby gang. I'll apologize to Mrs. S, Dawn, and Tara but that's it." I say. I'm not apologizin to nobody else.
"Fine by me I never really liked them anyway." he says.
"Angel!" Buffy and kate say at the same time.
"Ohhhh soul-boy you in trouble.." I say in a little kid voice.
"Faith its not nice to pick on somebody in trouble." Kate says.
"Sorry kate." I mumble. We all chill until the pretty boy finally emerges. All clean and shiny.
"Hey Erin I got a problem." he says walkin over to me with his hand over his eye.
"What's wrong?" I ask him. He kneels in front of me and moves his hand.
"My contact broke in my eye and I can't get the other part out." he says. I lean forward until I can see better. I instantly see the part and I can tell the kid is mega uncomfortable.
"Come on." I say standin up. I walk with him back into the bathroom and take my eye drops out of my pants pocket. "Alright you gonna have ta sit on the toilet or somethin." he nods and sits on the toilet lid and tilts his head to look at me. I drop two drops in his eye and it mixes with the moisture already there. He starts to tear up and it slides right on out.
"Fuck that was the only pair I got with me." he says.
"Just wear you glasses til we get you some more." I say and I know he don't want too. When ever he wears his glasses nobody believes we're related. The only resemblance is dimples and our hair, when he doesn't dye his. He's a spittin image of my dad. My sister, she looks just like our mom. Dark eyes, dark hair. Max, dark brown almost brunette hair and green eyes. Some people say between my mom's and dad's eye color I shoulda had hazel eyes. Probably true but oh well. Didn't work out like that.
"So what did you and pops talk bout?" he asks as we walk out.
"Just cleared some shit up...come on guys I'm ready to get back. Our old driver is downstairs waitin for the car keys B." I say. She nods and we all walk out.
"Ok. Anything specific?" he asks me. I nod.
"Yeah." I take a breath. "All of that that went down before wasn't exactly his doin. Ma she...well you know how she is...she did somethin to him." I say.
"So he wouldn't'a kicked ya out?" he asks tryin to get some clarity.
"Nah. Also he said he'd give me a hint of where to look for Megan but he didn't. Least I don't think so." I say thinkin back.
"What'd he say after that?" he asks.
"He just said that its somewhere that me, you, and Kennedy have all been when we were younger." I tell him. Then a light bulb goes off.
"Military school." we say at the same time. Then I think; are there any military schools close by?
"But aint none close to here and she is close to here." he says. We think for a minute.
"What about the initiative?" I ask.
"That demon huntin military base thingy?" he asks. I'm glad that Buffy aint around. To find out we are bout to be in good with her boy wouldn't sit too well.
"Yeah. What'cha think?" he nods.
"Sounds reasonable but why? I mean what would they want with her?" he asks. I give him a look. "Oh." he says.
"But we aint got no proof so we can't just go bussin up in the place." he nods.
"We'll figure it out." he says and gets in the car. I get in next and before I pull off I Angel has a question for me:
"What are you?" he asks with his brow furrowed.
"Somethin you don't wanna cross." I say with a wink and drive off.
Well aren't we making some developments. Don't worry I'm getting to the fuffy. Eventually. Keep ya shirts and stuff on.