A/N: Here's Chapter Three. I Hope You'll Enjoy :D
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"I don't know how you talked me into this." Faith didn't like being here. She ran away from this places years ago, one of the few places in the world that held some of her most haunting memories. Boston.
"You said you wanted to see her. I'm here to support you for whatever." Willow held her hand as she drove down the chilly streets of Beacon Hill, one of th most wealthiest neighborhoods in Boston in the middle of the night. Even with the heat put on full blast, the cold air that seeped through was still noticed. "Now the place Giles rented for us is right next to hers."
Giles was worried when Faith wanted to go back to Boston for a while but when explaining her reasoning, he gave her the okay, and with the help of Angel and Wolfram & Hart, they got a place rented and a car for waiting at the airport for them in the no time. One thing Giles did, since his Slayer was leaving Cleaveland, current home of the Hellmouth, they sent Rona temporarily to Cleaveland while Giels sent a Watcher will the older slayer.
"Are we there yet?" An annoyed and bored voice breaks through the conversation.
Faith turns around towards the backseat and sees Dawn sprawled out in the backseat half sleep. How the hell did I get her as my Watcher? Hell, I'm too old for a Watcher. Whatever, I guess it better than Andrew. Giles, Dawn, Willow and Faith took residence in Cleaveland after Sunnydale, trying to reform the Council with the other Scoobies who were in Europe. Dawn had became a Junior Watcher training under Giles, while Xander got stuck with Andrew. The kid even became a Wiccan, pretty powerful as she learned how to channel her power as being formally 'The Key'. They four of them had became their own little dysfunctional family. "Not yet, Lil' D."
Dawn groans at the nickname. "You have to stop calling me that. I'm twenty-three years old, you know."
Faith eyes scans the younger brunette's body. When she saw her a few years back, when she was seventeen and the world was getting ready for the world to end in Sunnydale, she thought the kid 'woman sized'. Looking at her now, with her fighting training giving her a toned body, she could have easily be mistakend as a Slayer. A 'woman sized' Slayer. "Yeah, I see." She grins mischeiviously.
Willow playfully pouts a little while giving her girlfriend an elbow shot. "Hey! Eyes on me."
Faith turns to the redhead, still grinning. She leans over to her and whispers in her ear. "You know I love you. Now how far do we have to go, so I can show how far I want to go." With that, her hand landed on the inside of her girlfriend's thigh. She starts rubbing, making Willow catch her breath, Faith grins grows wider.
"You know, just because I don't have Slayer hearing, doesn't mean I can't hear you." Dawn states, now fully awake, but still laying down. "I told you not to slay before we got on the plane."
"Hey, just incase we died on the plane," Faith's hand slides closer to Willow's pelvis. "I wanted to get it in one last time."
"We're here!" The older Wiccan's voice shrieks a little as she parks on the side of the street. The townhouse was a beautiful three-story brick house. Just then, a black expensive car pulls up right in front of theirs and parks. A darkhaired guy with a nice fit body wearing a nice sweater and leather jacket fit steps out of the car. He jogs over to the passenger door to open it. "And they say chivalry is dead."
Before Faith could respond, the caramel haired beauty that they were there for steps out of the passenger seat. They watch, captured by her grateful movements just by walking in her all designer clothes and shoes. "It's her. Red, it's her."
"I know."
Dawn, finally sitting up, looking out through the window to see what they're talking about. "Oh my gosh. Who's the hottie?"
Faith continues to stare at the couple. "Dr. Maura Isles. My half sister." She was never really envious of someone else's looks, but she had to admit that her sister was hot.
Dawn rolls her eyes. "I know who she is, genius. I'm talking about him." They all look closer at the guy and he actually looked kind of familiar.
"Don't know, but she got good taste. Must be genetic." Faith smirks a little. She was extremely nervous but she didn't want anyone to sense it.
"Late night nookie maybe?" Willow finally speaks again. She looks over at her girlfriend, seeing her still staring at the doctor.
Faith see the couple heading to the attached brickhouse next to theirs and opens her car door. "Don't know. Don't care." She hopes out of the car.
Confused, Willow reaches out for her girlfriend's hand. "Wait. What are you doing?"
"Wait here." Without another word she walks over to the couple...
Maura was tired, stressed and as much as she enjoyed his company, she really was kind of tired of Frankie Rizzoli following her everywhere she went. Now he was escorting her to her house until Jane came over to watch over her at night as she slept. She understood that her best friend just wanted her to be safe and protected, but she hated feeling like she had to be protected. She grew up having to protect herself from people who only wanted her for her money, guys who wanted to use her for sex, and people who thought her difficulty to relate to her peers made her a freak. Not people who wanted to put her on her own autopsy table.
She knew Jane was keeping something from her. Her, Frost and Korsak all knew something she didn't and it frustrated her that Jane wouldn't tell her. Eventhough they weren't exactly on speaking terms, she knew Jane would never leave her side. That alone made Maura to know that whatever it was, it was something extremely important. She says when the time was right, she'll tell me and I believe her. I trust her. I lo-
"Excuse me." A low and raspy but polite voice, one that kind of reminded her of Jane's, but not as deep, made both Maura and Frankie turn around. They saw a beautiful brunette with beautiful dimples with a simple smile. She had a ruggedness to her, but beautiful nonetheless. She was dressed in non-designer but very fitted jeans with a black tank top and under an open black leather jacket.
"Hello." Maura could tell that the younger woman was trying to be polite and casual but based on her some of her body language, she could tell that she was nervous. It surprised her how the freezing weather didn't seem to bother her with the open jacket, being that it was the middle of November.
"Um, you two live here?"
Maura nods. "This is my place. I'm Dr. Maura Isles." Her tone was warm and polite and she even extended her hand.
"Faith Lehane." She grasped the older woman's hand. She turns to gentleman next to her, waiting for him to speak.
Frankie who had been checking Faith out this whole time, comes back to the living and goes in to shake the beautiful woman's hand, being charming and flirtatious. "Frankie. Frankie Rizzoli."
Maura stares at the woman, like she's studying her. She could tell there was something familiar about her but she couldn't exactly figure out what. "Pleasure to meet you."
"Can we help you with anything?" Frankie's tone was still flirtatious, but he still had a job to do and his sister would kill him if something happend to her best friend. He didn't know everything that was going really so there was no real room for a slip up.
"I'm sorry. It's just that me, my girlfriend and our friend was just about to move in. We just pulled up and we were wondering if you knew an all night diner or something in the area." Faith looks over to Frankie and subtly licks her lips, showing her dimples slightly.
Maura looks over to the car parked behind her and sees a pretty redhead in the driver's seat and another pretty brunette in the backseat looking over there way. As soon as they see her looking over in their direction they turn their head, failing to look discreet. She knew she should be cautious at a time like this, but they didn't seemed lost. She turns back to Faith and responds. "There's one about three minutes away." She cocks her head to the side, staring at Faith, still studying. "But I have an already cooked meal, and would love to welcome you to dinner, if you like."
"Maura..." Frankie whispers a warning.
Faith throws up her hands in defense. "I don't want to intrude or anything-"
"No I insist. It will give me the chance to get to know my new neighbors. We're just waiting on my friend, Jane and we would love the company." Maura smiles as her own dimples reveal and she couldn't help but notice Faith stare at her smile. Hmm, maybe she's flirting. I can't actually tell. But her girlfriend's right in the car watching us, so maybe not. It's hard to tell with her.
Faith nods, giving in. "We would like that." She turns behind her waves at the two women in the car. They two women share a look of confusion moment before getting out the car and walking over. Both were wearing sweaters and scarfs, not like Faith whose clothing was more suited more for September not November. "Dr. Isles, Frankie, this is my girlfriend Willow," she gestures to the redhead, "and our friend Dawn."
"Please, call me Maura."
"Nice to me you Frankie." Dawn smiles flirtatiously.
"They just invited us for dinner, since we're all hungry. Want to get to know their new neighbors and such." Faith eyes the two of them like she was trying to tell them something without actually saying anything.
Willow nods and smiles. Understanding. "Oh. We would love dinner."...
As Willow, Faith and Dawn cautiously follows the two in Maura's home, Willow whispers so low that only a Slayer could hear. "You didn't tell her did you?" Faith shakes her head. "So what are you doing?"
Damn, hard to believe this even the same city I grew up in. This definately ain't Southie. Faith walks into the beautiful, clean and elegant livingroom, she whispers back. "It's called hiding in plain sight."
A/N: Faith Has Met Maura. Next Chapter, Jane Joins Dinner. Let Me Know What You Think With Some Reviews :D...