Author's note: Hey sorry it's been so long between updates, my laptop exploded, and lost all my documents with it, took ages to save up for a new one, but here I am lol. This chapter is a flashback that takes place after the flashback from the previous chapter. Hope that makes sense, enjoy :)

Chapter 7

//Flashback//

It had been a week since Faith had collapsed in Kennedy's kitchen, and Buffy was trying not to molly coddle the younger girl. She'd found that she was walking on egg shells around Faith, scared that the slightest thing could trigger a seizure. Buffy knew she was being stupid, and kept telling herself that she'd known Faith for nearly four months now, and in that entire time she could only recall the other girl having had one seizure. The chances of her having another where slim, and the other's knew what to do if that happened. But the blonde couldn't help herself, she was a naturally cautious person, and she couldn't help but worry about the other girl, not to mention the fact that the brunette played hockey, which was dangerous enough for somebody without Faith's condition.

It was her concern for Faith that had finally led her to the school library, a place she had never ventured before, and judging from the lack of life in the room, neither had anyone else. She'd found herself staring at the array of books before her and immediately felt lost, however the school librarian was helpful enough to point her in the right direction.

She was currently sat at the large table, a mound of books before her. Reaching for the first book, she was about to open the cover when her redheaded friend came bouncing into the room. Quickly gathering the books together as casually as she could, she turned to face her friend, hoping to God she was managing to pull off the innocent expression she was aiming for.

"Hey Buffy." Willow chirped, sitting herself down beside her and dumping her bag on the table. "Ooh are you studying? Do you mind if I study with you?" she asked, removing her books from her bag, not giving her blonde friend a chance to reply. "What are you reading? Anything I can help you with?" she asked curiously.

"Me, oh, nothing really. Just catching up on…stuff." Buffy replied. "You know things that need, catching up on,…easy things. I'm good." she added, hoping that Willow would drop the issue. Fate however didn't appear to be on the blondes side, as the librarian chose that moment to interrupt.

"Miss Summers, I appear to have found another book on the subject which may interest you." The dark haired young Englishman commented. "Oh hello Willow, how are you?" he asked.

"Hi Wes, I'm fine, just reading up on my math." Willow replied, smiling at the young librarian.

"Well if either of you girl need anything be sure to inform me, I'll just be in my office." he said, handing the book to Buffy, who tried to grab it quickly in order to hide it from her inquisitive friend, who was apparently a lot quicker than she realised.

Buffy could only watch as at first Willow frowned as she read the title of the book, then realisation flashed across her face and she looked up grinning, "Living with epilepsy? Buffy Summers is this what I think it is?" she asked, not needing conformation from her friend, as Buffy turned seven shades of red, mortified at being found out. "Buffy, it's only natural to read up on Faith's condition, we've all done it. You aren't the first and you won't be the last." Willow said, trying to reassure the blonde. "You know you could've asked me." she stated gently.

"I know, but, I didn't, I mean…" Buffy sighed, "I don't even know why I'm making a big deal out of it."

Willow smiled, "Because you care." she said softly, it was no secret that Buffy had feelings for Faith, the way the two girls acted together, even a blind man could see there was chemistry. However somehow neither of her friends where aware of the growing attraction between them.

"Of course I do, she's my friend." Buffy replied, somewhat defensively. "I just want to know what to do if, when, it happens again." she added, knowing full well that it inevitably would.

Willow nodded, looking at Buffy with her resolve face, she stood from the table. "Okay, come with me." she ordered.

"What, where?" Buffy asked, hurriedy grabbing her bag and books, as she followed the retreating form of her friend.

"We're going to see someone who can answer all your questions." she replied mysteriously, grinning at the look of confusion on Buffy's face.

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Buffy stared incredulously at the sign on the door in front of her, before turning to stare at her friend.

"The school nurse?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yup, that's what it says on that big shiny sign." Willow replied brightly, "Would you rather sit in the library staring at a load of books?" she asked, knowing full well what the blondes answer would be.

"No, but…the school nurse?!"

"Don't tell Faith, but I came here to speak to the nurse when I first found out about her epilepsy. She's really good Buffy, she has leaflets and things, ooh and they have pictures, and diagrams!" she exclaimed. "Coloured ones." she added.

Buffy sighed, "Okay, but can you come in with me, make sure I ask the right things."

"Sure." Willow said. "Plus if you behave you'll get a lollipop." the redhead grinned.

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Kennedy ducked as the hockey puck she'd been eagerly awaiting flew towards her head at lightening speed. Her team-mate behind her wasn't so lucky.

"Shit Vi you okay?" Kennedy asked, helping her back onto her feet.

The other girl groaned, her fingers feeling the new dent that now adorned her helmet. "Sure, once the cartoon birdies stop screeching at me."

They watched as Faith skated sheepishly towards them. "Sorry Vi, didn't realised I'd hit it so hard."

"S'okay Faith, think I'm going to go and sit out the rest of practice though. At least until the room stops spinning." Vi mumbled, skating gingerly towards the bench.

"Okay what's your problem?" Kennedy asked, spinning to face her best friend.

Faith looked at her in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"Well the fact that you've managed to concuss half the hockey team." She exclaimed, gesturing wildly towards the bench, where five of their groggy team-mates sat, matching dents on their helmets. "That kinda suggests that somethings buggin you."

"Nothin's buggin me, I'm five by five." Faith replied shrugging.

"Bullshit." Kennedy spat, "You've been acting weird since we had movie night last week. This is about Buffy isn't it." she stated.

"No!"

"For some reason you're pissed that she saw you having a seizure."

Faith sighed, "I ain't pissed off at her exactly." she mumbled. "I'm pissed off at myself."

Kennedy looked at her in bewilderment. "What?"

"I mean I fuckin hate being like this you know, I jus wanna be normal. I didn't want B to know about it, then I go and have a fuckin fit and scare the shit outta her, an she's been acting weird ever since."

"Fai she's just concerned about you. Hell we all are." she replied, "And Buffy's not like other people, she wouldn't stop being your friend because of that. She's a classy girl, not to mention hot." she added grinning impishly.

"Damn right." Faith said smiling dreamily.

"HA busted." Kennedy yelled slapping Faith's arm. "I so knew you had the hots for Buffy."

"What! No I…" she started to protest, however seeing the look on her friends face, she knew there was no hiding it. "Okay fine yeah, she's hot, and I like her. So what." she said defensively.

"Well let's just say Willow now owes me twenty bucks." she crowed, quickly skating away from Faith as she started to give chase.

"Yeah you'd better run!" Faith yelled.

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Buffy returned home that evening, armed with leaflets, of different shapes and sizes. She had to admit that Willow was right, as usual. She'd gotten the answers she needed, with the added benefit of a couple of lollipops thrown in.

Throwing herself onto her bed, she lay her leaflets beside her and glared at them. "Okay brain, prepare to absorb and remember what you see before you." she said, grabbing the nearest brightest booklet she began to read. She was halfway through the first sentence when a knock at the window sent everything flying.

Looking up her jaw dropped when she saw it was Faith, for a split second she thought her brain had melted.

Hurriedly gathering the leaflets together she flung them under her comforter, and ran to the window.

"Hey B." Faith greeted. "You okay?" she asked, as she gracefully slid into the room.

"Uh yeah I'm fine." she stammered. Her gaze quickly scanning the room to make sure she hadn't missed any leaflets. She didn't want Faith to know what she'd been reading up on, she could already tell the other girl was uncomfortable about what had happened. If Faith knew that she'd developed a sudden interest in Epilepsy, she would run a mile.

"You sure? You seem kinda…antsy." Faith said concern evident in her voice.

"No, it's just I was in the middle of…uh, I was… rearranging my underwear drawer." The blonde blurted, instantly regretting the words as soon as they'd left her mouth.

Faith raised her eyebrows in disbelief. "Your underwear drawer? Damn wish I'd got here earlier." she smirked, causing the blonde to turn a deeper shade of red.

"W-Was there something you wanted?" Buffy asked, quickly trying to divert the current topic of conversation.

Faith sobered instantly. "Uh yeah, I was wanting to see if you where okay, and um maybe talk bout what happened the other day?"

Buffy looked at Faith in surprise, she wanted to talk? The dark haired girl wasn't known for her willingness to talk, especially about herself. "Okay." she replied softly. This was going to be interesting.

Tbc.