It's Sunday! Again, thank you all so so much for sticking with me and this fic despite the fact that it's taking forever for me to get anywhere with it! I'll see you all next Sunday!
Three weeks later….
Faith lies in her bed and appears to be peacefully sleeping. She turns over, her arm reaching out and wrapping around the pillow close to her.
Faith looks around the warehouse, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She pushes one of the plastic sheets back, ducking her head and looking around.
Her leg twitches, as if it wanted to lash out and kick someone or something. Her eyebrow furrows deeply then relaxed again.
"Hello?" Faith calls out. She can feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she was met with silence. She hears footsteps run behind her and she turns quickly, her body dropping back into a familiar defensive pose.
She twitches again, her body tensing as if ready for battle. Her fist balls up on its own accord, gripping the pillow tighter.
Faith turns quickly, hearing movement behind her yet again. The plastic sheets shift as a wind blows through them. She scans her surroundings, ready to attack.
"Faith." She hears the voice and turns slowly. Her body begins to relax as she realizes there is no danger.
"Sup?" she asks her watcher. The woman smiles at her, crossing her arms across her chest.
"How are you?" she asks, her voice airy. Faith shrugs and looks down.
"I'm okay." She says. Di nods, accepting the answer.
"Are you?" she asks to clarify. Faith hesitates for a moment,
"I'm…. yeah." She says finally. "I'm okay." A slow smile coming to her face. Di returns it.
"Good," she says, moving to stand near a window in the warehouse. Faith follows her movement with her eyes,
"So why am I needing you?" Faith responds. Di chuckles.
"I don't know, Faith." She says over her shoulder. "You tell me." Faith chuckles, looking at the woman with a look close to contentment.
"I'm a watcher now." She says after a few moments. Di doesn't look surprised.
"Is that what you wanted?" she asks. Faith shrugs.
"Honestly? No." she admits openly. "I wanted my powers back." She adds. Di faces her.
"And now?"
"I still want them." Faith says, not wanting there to be any misunderstanding. "But now, I feel like I can do some good if I'm training the kid." She says, a soft smile coming to her features at the thought of Amanda. Di walks over to her.
"So what's the problem?" she asks, her eyes knowing.
"What if she ends up like I did?" Faith asks after almost five minutes of silence. Di smiles gently.
"She won't." she says.
"How do you know?" Faith asks frustration in her tone. Di chuckles happily.
"Oh, that's easy," she says. She rests a hand on Faith's shoulder, "She has you there, and your little friends. She'll never feel as alone as you did." She says wisely. Faith glares and Di leans forward to kiss her forehead. "I love you, Faith." She says quietly. Faith looks at her, her eyes confused.
"I love you too," she says softly. Di smiles and begins to fade. "Wait, where are you going?" Faith asks frantically. Di's voice is still heard.
"Away until you need me again." She says.
Faith jerks awake, her body tense with extra energy. She looks over to the side, frowning when the clock glows 5 am at her. She sighs, running a hand down her face and lays back flat on her back. Usually when she saw Di, they had long and meaningful conversations. It often lasts much longer. But last night, it was like it barely happened.
"But why?" she asks herself. She lays there for a few more minutes before getting up; Cordelia would be practically tearing down her door any minute now. By the time she gets to the living room, the first knock is already coming.
"Geez, took you long enough." Cordelia jokes. Faith smiles a little, taking in Cordelia's usual attire. Her eyes roam down Cordelia's tall body, stopping to take in a few key areas before turning away.
"What do you say we take today off, Cor?" she asks turning and going back to the kitchen. Cordelia smirks and walks behind her.
"Fine." She says, sounding exasperated. Faith pauses and Cordelia raises an amused eyebrow.
"Really?" Faith asks, her tone disbelieving. Cordelia huffs.
"Yes, seriously." She says. "You make it sound like I try to run you into the ground." She adds, sounding insulted.
"Well you did run on top of her." Amanda says, coming into the kitchen. Cordelia rolls her eyes,
"Oh my go- for the last time, I didn't realized she'd fallen!" Cordelia says in exasperation.
"Is it time for breakfast?" Andrew asks entering.
"Don't you have a home?" Faith asks, grabbing flour. Andrew shrugs and smiles.
Amanda sits at the kitchen island, a bright smile on her face. They had been doing the same thing almost every morning for two weeks or so, and she loved the routine. She feels a bump on her shoulder and looks over at Cordelia,
"Hm?"
"You look happy." Cordelia says softly. Amanda shrugs and smiles even brighter.
"I am." She admits. She felt accepted and that was a feeling she knew she wouldn't want to be without.
Di hovers just outside of Faith's kitchen window, a peaceful smile on her face.
"Be happy, Faith." She whispers, blowing a kiss and fading away slowly.