Unspoken Words
Faith was glowing inside. Her kiss with Buffy had been mind blowing; more than she could ever have imagined. It was also a means to an end. She had always wanted Buffy, hell even loved her and she realised that part of her would probably love her for the rest of her life. But she also knew that they were never supposed to be together. The kiss had been so powerful and extraordinary; it was like fire, hot and beautiful but also destructive and would eventually fizzle out. What she had with Bree...that wasn't the fantasy she had always seen Buffy in but reality and truth, built to last.
Buffy watched all of these thoughts pass across Faith's face and she couldn't quite figure her out. She knew, however, that she definitely wanted to kiss Faith again. So many feelings were bubbling up inside of her and she couldn't identify a single one. Sighing in exasperation, she decided to go with her instincts and moved towards Faith, kissing her again. Buffy realised something was very wrong as she moved her lips over Faith's. Faith wasn't pushing her away but she wasn't kissing her back either. It was as if she was so caught up in her thoughts that she hadn't even noticed Buffy kissing her. Her face flushed slightly with embarrassment, Buffy awkwardly pulled away. She noticed that Faith's eyes were already open and so probably hadn't shut when she had kissed her. Faith's eyes focused on Buffy for what seemed to be the first time since they had kissed. Without saying a word, Faith conveyed everything she was feeling to Buffy, her expression slightly strained from the pain it was causing her to hurt Buffy. Buffy nodded her head in understanding, resignation written on her face.
"Bree," she stated matter-of-factly. Faith nodded, her eyes never leaving Buffy's. Buffy sighed shakily. Her heart was hurting but she was used to heartache. For some reason, it seemed to follow her around.
"You know I can't stay here. It's...too difficult," Buffy said softly. Faith nodded solemnly. She knew this had been coming.
"I'll call the council now. I'm sure they'll let you manage this place on your own. After all, one death probably wasn't very good grounds for having me move here in the first place," Buffy said, a sad smile playing on her lips. Faith mirrored Buffy's expression.
"We'll keep in touch," she said feebly, the first thing she had said to Buffy the whole time.
"Yeah...sure," Buffy replied, although both slayers knew it would be a while before they saw each other again after Buffy left. They stood facing each other in silence for a few moments, a thousand words hanging between them. Finally, Buffy walked past Faith and into the kitchen where she dialled the council's number. Faith stood there alone for a few more seconds as she let the hurt pulse through her. Eventually, the much more pleasant feeling of hope filled her and she quickly left the house, giving Buffy, who was on the phone, one more look. She then sprinted to Bree's house, already feeling warmth envelope her, the glow she had felt after her revelation returning. Before she could even knock at the door, it swung open, a glassy eyed red head facing her. Faith practically jumped on Bree, kissing her for all she was worth. Bree grinned widely into the kiss, her heart swelling with joy. Faith had come back to her and she had never been happier.