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Disclaimers: Yes, we all know by know who owns B & A, and all of our other favorite characters... (that would be...) Joss Whedon (and I hate him for it!).
Distribution: Same as always. Ask & tell Rach where it's headed. & never forget the credit. (Insert Rach grinning)
Pairings: B&A, R&F, W&T (& Kennedy?) S&N(?) Etc, etc...
Warnings: I'm thinking that I rated this M, but at the moment I'm not sure. If it's not rated M I'll change it, it's only for safety because there may be slight nudity, we all know that B & A, and F & R cannot control their urges...& then there's Faith's crude mouth (hah) Plus, you gotta watch out, I'm a really horrible speller! I type fast and don't happen to look back. (Sorry!)
Feedback: Yes! Feed me! (& not with any utensils, haha) I want the reviews, I suck them down like water. ( Uh-huh, I know I'm nutty...) Fire or Sweets, I want the feedback!
Note:
(Oh my GOD, I am SO incredibly sorry for making you wait! I've been so busy doing school work that I haven't had any free time to write my fic! & I've noticed that my muse is no where to be found... Anyway, insert big announcer voice What you've all been waiting for—!)
Chapter 4— Dun, Dun, Dun! (No, that's not the title. Grins.)
"Faith!" Dawn called, flipping the pancakes. "Get your slayer butt down here, breakfast is ready!"
When she got no response, "FAITH!"
"Cool it, Kid! You're making my head hurt," Faith said, coming down the stairs in a tank top and a pair of wrinkled dark blue stretch pants. "I'm tired..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Dawn put the pancakes on the table, adding the syrup and butter to the mix.
Faith immediately perked up.
"Oooh, they smell good," she said, poking at the top one with the finger.
Dawn slapped it away, "Don't touch it! (A) it's hot.(B) That one's mine." She picked up her fork and stabbed it in to the golden brown, steaming hot pancake, viciously.
"Geez, Dawn, if I knew you were so crazy with forks I would've hidden them all," Willow scuffled into the kitchen happily.
"Well," Faith said, her mouth stuffed full of savory maple syrup doused pancake– "Bour chuppher."
"What?" Dawn asked, frowning.
Faith swallowed and smiled. "I said, 'you're chipper'."
They stared at her.
"Since when do you use the word 'chipper'?"
Faith glared at them. "Since an ex-principal became my boyfriend. Why do you look so surprised? He's taught me more than just how to fuck upside down and how to–"
"Ew," Dawn said, getting up, and bringing her plate to the sink, "Just stop talking."'
Faith frowned.
"So, Wil, any word on the Buffy front?" Faith asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Yeah, Buff called last night, she said Angel was in the shower. I guess this means they're back together. Plus, Buffy said that Angel would call me with more info on Tara."
"Oooh, B's gettin' some action," Faith smiled. "You did say Big A was in the shower right?"
Before Willow could answer, "Tara?" Dawn asked, pausing. "Our Tara?"
"Yes, silly."
"But she's–"
"Dead, I know, Dawnie. Not for long... well... I hope." Willow's smile brightened.
"I don't get it..." Dawn said, taking a step away from Willow, "What do you mean?"
"You'll see," Willow said, before trompsing out the door and into the sunlight, leaving Faith and Dawn to stare questioningly after her.
(Meanwhile, in L.A...)
There was sunlight shining in the room, streaks of it up the walls and on the bed. A blonde sat up in bed, blinking her eyes, and looking around before she called,
"Angel?"
There was no answer.
"Angel? Angel, are you here?"
Still nothing.
She pulled on a sweater and made her way to the bathroom. When she came out, she bumped into...
"Spike! God, you scared me. Do you know where Angel is?"
"Uh..." Spike looked nervous. "Uh... Nina.. Yeah, he'll be back soon."
"Ookay.." Nina said, sighing.
Spike was always so cryptic. Maybe a little more cryptic and mysterious than Angel. The Vampire. With a Soul. They were both Vampires. With souls. And She was a werewolf. With... a soul? Nina shrugged off the thought. She still wasn't used to the whole 'demons, vampires, and werewolves' thing. Too add to the pile, she had heard Angel and Spike talking about some 'Buffy' and her being the ultimate 'Slayer' of vampires... or so she'd heard. Right after that they were talking about how 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' had brought more 'slayers' into calling and it had 'shifted the balance' and now 'good' had more 'warriors' than 'evil'.
Way too weird confusing and cryptic for her.
Now... Where in the world was Angel? He hadn't come back last night after he went after that... very tiny blonde girl. Wait... was that the one that Spike and Angel had gone to Italy for? They were all mad and sad that their 'friend' was with 'The Immortal' whoever that was. Was this the Italian girl? She sure didn't look Italian. Nah. Couldn't be... Surely Angel or Spike would've said something. Right?
(Hehe)
Buffy opened her eyes and drank in her surroundings. Where was she again? Oh, right. L.A. To see Angel. Hold on.. Where was Angel?
Buffy tried to move her arm, and frowned when she realized she couldn't. There was something on it, and as she looked down, she almost screamed. She had forgotten that Angel was with her in the Hotel room.
"Holy sh–" She remembered that he was sleeping– he was nocturnal after all– and wanted to give him some rest.
Carefully, she removed her arm from underneath him, and dragged herself from the bed. Silently, she crept into the bathroom and changed her clothes. She was going to leave Angel a note, go see Spike, and something else... what was it again? Oh, right. Try to figure out what made Nina so special.
She pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a U necked blue t-shirt that made her look more sophisticated– and a pair of sneakers, all of which she had worn the night before. She suddenly regretted running and leaving her suitcase behind. When she came out, she smiled, watching Angel reach around for her. He finally grabbed a pillow, pulling it against him, and settled back into sleep.
Buffy walked over to the night stand, grabbed a pen and a notepad, and wrote Angel a note--
Angel,
I went out, not sure where I'm going yet.
I'll be back in a little while with some blood for you.
I love you,
Buffy
xoxo
She smiled, walked over to the door, took one last look at the beautiful sight before her, and left.