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The Rogue Slayer	By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 12311 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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�Do you want a couple of those sleepin� pills Mrs. S. bought?� Faith questions after she generously coats the witch�s body with the Aloe Vera. Flipping the covers down to the end of the bed, she frowns as Tara gingerly climbs in.

�No, thank you, sweetie. I have a feeling I won�t wake up for a while, even with the sunburn.� Tara smiles at the slayer.

�You don�t want a sheet over you, do you?� Faith kneels down beside the bed, looking Tara in the eye. �I�m gonna bring up a big glass of water, that way if you get thirsty it�ll be here.�

�You going to stay up for a little while before coming to bed?� Tara questions as she yawns, her eyes getting heavy.

�Just a little longer. Then I�ll come up here and make sure you�re okay before curling up to sleep.� Faith gently pushes the hair back from Tara�s face, smiling at the witch. �Go to sleep. I�ll be back up in a little while.�

�Thank you, Faith.� Tara smiles softly as Faith leans in brushing her lips gently.

�Sleep.� Faith orders gently, watching as Tara finally starts to breathe regularly and deeply as she falls asleep. Watching Tara, Faith is unaware of the time passing as she realizes this woman has really come to mean a lot to her in just a few days. �We need to figure out what�s going on with you. I still think it�s a load of shit.� Faith whispers leaning up to brush her lips gently over the woman�s forehead before standing looking down her back, shaking her head at the sun burnt body. �I hope you�re right that this�ll be better in a couple days. This isn�t exactly the time for you to have a sun burnt body!!�

***

Faith smiles at Joyce as she comes into the kitchen, helping her put the food away.

�She sleeping?� Joyce questions quietly as she loads the dishwasher.

�Yeah. I wish there was more I could do to help her.� Faith admits. �Thanks for getting her stuff, I laid the money for it by your purse.� Faith hops up on the island watching Joyce. �What�cha think of her?� Faith questions seriously.

�Well, I don�t know her that well. But what I have seen and noticed, she seems like a very caring, beautiful young woman.� Joyce turns to face the slayer, leaning against the counter as she dries her hands.

�Add stubborn, pig headed and absolutely the most wonderful person I think I�ve ever met to the list.� Faith smiles. �How many people do you know that would have done what she did for me, without hardly knowin� me?�

�Not many.� Joyce admits, smiling softly. �She�s falling for you, Faith. As I believe you are for her, also.� Joyce comments gently.

�You think she is?� Faith questions hoarsely, her eyes serious. �Mrs. S�� Faith starts frowning deeply, not knowing whether or not she should talk to the woman about the possibility of Tara becoming a demon.

�What is it, Faith?� Joyce questions watching the slayer intently, noticing the worry on her face.

�I ain�t got the right to talk to you about this. But I know you won�t say anything.� Faith sighs running a rough hand through her hair, her shoulders slumping. �It might make her mad at me if I talk about it to someone else.�

�Faith, if it�s regarding Tara, don�t jeopardize your relationship over talking about something to me. See if it�s okay for you to discuss whatever it is first.� Joyce offers softly.

Faith looks at Joyce, worry in her eyes. �Okay.� Faith sighs looking down at her clenched hands. �I better get her something to drink. Do you think it would be good to maybe put cool wet towels over her body, help bring the heat out?�

�It probably would. But I�d wait until she�s awake, otherwise it might be a shock and wake her from her sleep.� Joyce smiles at Faith, as the wheels keep turning in the slayer�s brain, trying to think of ways to help Tara. �Go head upstairs. If you need me to get anything else, let me know.�

�Thanks, Mrs. S.� Faith smiles as she hops down, gently squeezing the woman�s arm before grabbing Tara�s glass and filling it with ice and water.

Joyce smiles gently as Faith quickly heads out of the kitchen, before walking into the living room, sitting down to finish reading the mystery novel Tara let her borrow.

***

Faith curls up in the chair in the corner of the room, silently watching Tara sleep. She doesn�t know how long she�s been sitting there dozing off and on, but as Tara moans and shifts on the bed, she realizes the room is dark. Quickly standing she walks to the woman, gently brushing her hair away from her face. �I�m going to put some more Aloe Vera on your back.� Faith whispers to the sleeping woman. Grabbing the bottle, Faith gently sits down beside her on the bed, covering every section of exposed skin with the gel. When she hears the door shut downstairs, Faith frowns, realizing Buffy just came in as she feels the other slayer.

�What the hell are you doing?� Buffy questions hoarsely as she walks in Faith�s room, noticing Tara lying on the bed, with Faith running her hands down her naked torso.

�Treating Tare�s sunburn.� Faith explains, raising an eyebrow. �Ever heard of knockin�?� Faith growls quietly.

�Buffy, leave them alone.� Joyce states calmly, grabbing onto her daughter�s arm, smiling apologetically at Faith. �I told you both of them were here and okay, so let them get some rest.�

�Mom, you can�t honestly be okay with her having her hands all over Tara like that! My God! That woman helped heal her, and now Faith�s taking advantage of her.� Buffy growls, pulling her arm away from her mother, striding towards the bed.

�Kind of hard to take advantage of someone, when they�re okay with it.� Tara sleepily mutters, dragging an eye open. �She�s more than welcome to do whatever she wants. She�s helping me, and my front needs to be treated, so unless you want to get a complete view, I suggest you leave.�

Faith smirks down at the witch, noticing her lover�s eyes light up with mischief as Buffy continues to stand there, even with Joyce pulling gently on her arm. As she watches Tara shrug and shift, Faith chuckles quietly as she turns her gaze to Buffy, noticing the shock and surprise cross Buffy�s face as she quickly shuts her eyes, her face turning a deep red.

�She warned ya�.� Faith shrugs, shifting to kneel beside the bed, smiling as Tara shifts her legs, allowing her to come in close as Faith squirts some more gel on her hands, gently treating Tara�s face as she works down her body, ignoring the sputtering slayer behind her, and the quiet chuckles coming from Joyce.

�Thank you.� Tara smiles as she runs a finger down Faith�s face as she finishes treating her upper body as she slowly works her way down her legs.

�Welcome.� Faith smirks up at the witch. �I�m probably going to have to treat your back again, when you lay back down.�

�After I go to the bathroom.� Tara admits quietly, slowly standing and walking naked as the day she was born to the bathroom, leaving a chuckling Faith, a giggling Joyce and a stunned, red faced Buffy standing in the room behind her.

�What the FUCK is going on?� Buffy yells after Tara leaves the room, looking from her mother to Faith and back again.

�B, get a friggin� clue.� Faith growls as she sets the gel on the nightstand, turning on a bedroom lamp. �She finished healing me today, and needless to say, she got sun burnt when she did it.� Faith�s eyes catch the laughing eyes of Joyce.

�She did it in the nude?� Buffy questions confused.

�Yep.� Faith smirks as she leans against the wall, hearing Tara opening the bathroom door, watching her as she walks back in the room. �Do you want me to wet down some towels, help draw the heat out?�

�No, thank you. The aloe is starting to work better. Of course, I know you�ve been treating my back when I�ve been asleep, haven�t you?� Tara smiles at the slayer, stopping to stroke a thumb down her cheek.

�Yeah.� Faith admits, smiling. �You do realize you�re standing here naked as the day you were born, in front of B and Mrs. S., right?�

�Yep.� Tara smirks at the slayer. �I figured Mrs. Summers is used to you running around like this, so seeing me would just be disappointing. As for Buffy, she had the chance to leave and decided to stay.� Tara shrugs, slowly climbing back on the bed, groaning quietly.

�Faith, just for the record?� Joyce smirks at the dark-haired slayer, as she turns her gaze from the witch to her. �You�re right. Body from hell. Definitely not disappointing!� Joyce chuckles as she leaves the room.

�Talking about me behind my back?� Tara questions, smirking as Faith quickly starts coating her back again.

�Maybe a little.� Faith admits grinning.

�What exactly is going on here?� Buffy questions hoarsely, as she watches Faith run her hands gently over the woman�s back as she puts more Aloe Vera on the woman�s burnt body. Not even wanting to think about her mother�s comments. �And how come I got this very serious feeling I�m going to have to apologize?�

�You want me to tell her?� Tara questions looking at Faith.

�If you wanna.� Faith shrugs, grinning.

�Well, let�s see. I got her to eat, take her pills and start the healing pretty good yesterday. Last night after she got more food in her, a nice shower to help her feel better, and another nap with more pills, she woke up feeling better and on the frisky side, so we fucked each others brains out and fell asleep. Woke up this morning to Giles knocking on the door, took her out to the lake, finished healing her and fucked each others brains out for another four hours. Hence my being burnt.� Tara quickly explains, trying not to laugh as she hears the deep chuckles coming from Faith.

Buffy stands there, her mouth dropped open in shock and surprise. �Huh?� She intelligently questions, not believing what she heard.

�Damn, B! Surely you ain�t that damn slow.� Faith looks in surprise at the blonde slayer. �We had hot and heavy sex last night, the witch rocked my world!�

�It was a mutual rocking, sweetie.� Tara offers, reaching to caress her hand over the slayer�s thigh.

�And we won�t even say what this afternoon was like.� Faith grins down at the witch. �There is no question that I definitely want to do that again, without the healing and with some major sun block.�

�Definitely need the sun block. You being hurt, I�d rather not. Didn�t mind my portion of healing you, truth be told.� Tara grins as the slayer�s eyes light up at her comment. �I guess I�m really not a boy scout, huh?� Tara smirks at Faith, as she lays her head down on the pillow, her eyes trying to close. �Don�t sleep in the chair again. Come to bed.� Tara whispers as she finally stops fighting trying to stay awake, as she�s dragged back under to sleep land.

�B, we like each other. For some stupid, crazy reason, the witch likes me. That�s all you need to know. Now get out of here so we can get some rest.� Faith growls as she stands, stripping off her tank top and shorts, before climbing in beside the witch, being careful not to touch her as she punches the pillow, tucking it under her head, watching Buffy.

Buffy scratches her head, trying to figure out what�s going on. �You�re serious?�

�Yes, B. I�m serious. I like the witch, pretty much have since I saw her that night when I walked Red to the witch meeting.� Faith sighs, hoping that Buffy will get it through her head.

�I didn�t know you liked women.� Buffy frowns looking from a sleeping Tara to Faith. �I didn�t know Tara did either.�

�Yeah, well, sometimes you need something to hit you upside the head for you to see it, B. But, just to let you know, this ain�t my normal thing, here. I like her and ain�t planning on dropping her, if you know what I mean. So, if you can�t deal, you can just fuckin� ignore us, �kay?�

�I� Okay.� Buffy blinks still looking in surprise at the two women. �I came by to tell you that Frankenstein has a name, Adam. It seems the Initiative is to thank for his construction. They made him out of computer and demon parts, he killed Professor Walsh. We�re trying to figure out something to take him out.�

�Fuckin� idiots.� Faith growls, leaning up in the bed. �What�s soldier boy got to say?�

�He says he didn�t know they were making him. Hopefully he�s trying to get me some information I can use, but�� Buffy trails off, running a hand through her hair, as she sits down in the chair, thinking. Not paying attention that she�s in the room with two naked women.

�Don�t trust him?� Faith questions, raising an eyebrow.

�No, I don�t.� Buffy finally admits. �I got a weird vibe from him last night, and I don�t know what to think about it.�

�I�m kind of dragging right now, but I�ll be good as new tomorrow, according to the witch. Let me know what you need, and I�ll be there.� Faith offers quietly, as she shifts up in the bed, her back against the headboard as she unconsciously plays with Tara�s hair while talking with Buffy.

Buffy nods her head in thanks. �You know, that makes things make a little more sense now.� Buffy tilts her head watching Faith.

�What makes sense?� Faith questions dragging her eyes away from Tara, to look at Buffy.

�The way Tara was acting when she was working on you. She was ordering us around and she pretty much told me to shut the hell up and help.� Buffy admits, smirking. �But she surprises me. I never would have taken her for being so�� Buffy waves her hands towards the witch.

�So blatantly sexy? Gorgeous? Take charge?� Faith suggests, chuckling. �I wasn�t joking earlier, she literally rocks my world. I was seeing stars and everythin�.� Faith admits softly her gaze back on the witch. �I feel things for her I ain�t ever felt before, B. I like it, and want to feel more.� Faith looks up, her eyes serious.

Buffy silently watches the slayer, listening to her. Surprised at the depth of emotion in Faith�s tones. �Can I ask you something, Faith?� Buffy questions softly, watching as Faith hesitantly nods her head. �I�m not asking this to piss you off, but are you falling in love with her?�

Faith takes a deep breath, looking down at the witch. �I honestly don�t know what love is, B. I�ve been talkin� with Mrs. S. about Tara for the last month, even questioned her what love felt like. She thinks I�m fallin� for her. Hell, I think she�s right.� Faith whispers softly stroking the blonde hair, listening to the deep even breathing of the witch.

�Well, I sure as hell can�t throw stones.� Buffy smiles gently at the slayer as she stands. �It may take you hitting me upside the head with a baseball bat to see something, but I know I can�t say one word about who you fall in love with.� Buffy winks at the slayer, smirking. �I never would have thought Tara had that damn fine of a body under those clothes she wears, or be that comfortable showing it!�

�You�re telling me.� Faith groans, her eyes caressing over the firm, but shapely body. �Can�t wait till she gets over the sunburn, and finals are finished. Plan on taking this baby for a serious spin.� Faith licks her lips in anticipation, smirking as Buffy squeaks.

�I SO did not need that picture in my head, Faith.� Buffy mutters, walking towards the door. �What�s it like?� Buffy questions, not able to help herself.

�What�s what like?� Faith looks up confused.

�Being with a woman.� Buffy hesitantly questions, looking seriously at the slayer.

�B, it�s a lot different from a guy. First off, most women, not all, but most take their time, make sure their lover is thoroughly pleased. Plus it�s always of the good being with someone that�s already familiar with the parts.� Faith smirks as Buffy blushes. �Of course, there ain�t no stick, but it isn�t like that attachment can�t be bought. So, personally I prefer a woman over a guy any day of the week. But guys are easier to find.� Faith shrugs as she slides down beside Tara, turning on her side so she�s looking at Buffy.

�I can�t believe I�m discussing this with you, but I always thought you liked the roughness.� Buffy tilts her head, frowning.

Faith chuckles loudly. �B, just because we�re both women, don�t mean everythin�s all soft and sweet. Find you someone, B. Try it out, you might like it.� Faith continues chuckling as she settles in beside Tara, stroking her hand gently over the woman�s head, before leaning in to place a soft kiss on her ear, smiling as she hears the soft moan. �Go spend time with your mom, B. I�ll talk at ya� tomorrow.�

�Yeah.� Buffy mutters, looking at the women, but not really seeing them as she considers what Faith said.

***

Joyce watch�s Buffy as she plops down on the couch, a thoughtful, somewhat confused look on her face. Placing a marker in the book, she closes it and sets it down on the coffee table, turning her gaze fully on her daughter.

Buffy rubs her chin for a moment, finally turning her gaze on her mother. �You knew about them?�

�They just happened, Buffy.� Joyce offers quietly.

�No. About Faith liking Tara before this. Faith liking a woman.� Buffy frowns looking at her mother.

�Yes.� Joyce answers simply, wondering where Buffy�s trying to go with this.

�It doesn�t bother you, does it?� Buffy actually makes it more of a statement as she stares intently at her mother, seeing no sign of her mother being upset, or bothered by the two women

�No, it doesn�t. Did you expect it to?� Joyce leans forward tilting her head at her daughter, smiling gently as Buffy hesitantly nods her head. �Buffy, I know you think of me as your mother, and you don�t want to think of me as a sexual being, but�� Joyce hesitates taking a deep breath looking at her daughter as she seems to sharpen her gaze in even more. �There is more to me and life in general, than you realize. Faith actually accepts me as I am, talks to me as a friend and equal, not as a mother. Nothing against you, honey. I am your mother after all, and I know that it�s hard to talk to me about certain things, but Faith doesn�t have any problems discussing anything with me. We�re kind of there for each other.� Joyce admits quietly, watching as Buffy frowns hard at her words.

�I haven�t been a very good daughter to you, have I?� Buffy finally questions, realizing between the slaying, school and Riley she hasn�t been around much.

�Buffy, honey, don�t think that. You have your life to live. I understand that you want to spend time with your friends and Riley. You have your slayer duties to do. I�ll never begrudge you of anything that you do.� Joyce states softly as she comes to sit by Buffy, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. �I love you, honey. I know you love me, that�s what�s most important.�

�Thanks, mom.� Buffy whispers, turning and hugging Joyce tightly. �So, you would be okay with me if I brought home a girlfriend?� Buffy jokes, waiting for her mother to yell.

�Of course.� Joyce admits, pulling back, smiling.

Buffy blinks in surprise seeing the serious look in her mother�s eyes. �You�re serious. I just thought you were more accepting of Faith, because she wasn�t your daughter.� Buffy whispers, the shock evident in her tones.

�Oh, no, I�m fine with that, dear.� Joyce smirks at her daughter. �It isn�t like same sex relations is a new thing, you know!�

Buffy narrows her gaze on her mother�s smirking countenance. �Is there something here that you�re trying to tell me without telling me, mother?�

Joyce chuckles at her daughter. �I don�t know if you could handle the things I could tell you, Buffy.�

�Please tell me Faith hasn�t corrupted you!� Buffy whines, falling back against the couch, rubbing a hand over her face.

�Nope. I was corrupted before Faith.� Joyce pats her daughter on the leg. �We have fixings for banana splits, if you would like one. Those two wanted one, but they filled up on dinner and then Tara was to the point of passing out.�

�I would love a banana split. What�d you have for dinner?� Buffy questions, following her mother into the kitchen.

�Hungry?� Joyce turns, grinning at her daughter.

�Actually, yes.� Buffy admits, smiling.

�Well, there is a couple steaks left from dinner and potatoes, plus a little bit of salad, if you�d like me to reheat the steaks and potatoes?� Joyce questions as she opens the refrigerator door, pulling the items out.

�Faith�s steaks or your kind of steaks?� Buffy questions, pulling down a plate, bowl and silverware.

�Actually one of each.� Joyce admits, grinning. �You want my steak?� Joyce pulls out a skillet throwing the steak in the pan as Buffy nods. �So, you going to tell the rest of the group, or let Faith tell them in her own way?�

�If I don�t tell Willow, she�ll be mad at me for keeping it from her. Anya and Xander isn�t that much of a big deal, we don�t see them a lot with school and everything.� Buffy shrugs as she puts some salad in the bowl, pouring the dressing over it, before sitting down to quickly work her way through the salad.

�What about Riley?� Joyce leans against the counter watching as her daughter makes short work of the salad.

�I don�t know about him, mom.� Buffy finally admits after a few minutes. �Things just aren�t clicking between us, then this thing with Adam.� Buffy groans, realizing she hasn�t explained to her mom about Adam, which she quickly remedies.

�Sounds like this might take everyone working together to take him out, if he�s that strong.� Joyce murmurs as she turns the steak.

�Everyone and then some.� Buffy sighs as she grabs a piece of bread, buttering it to munch on. �I�m hoping I�m wrong about Riley, but there�s something just bothering me about him and this whole deal with the Initiative. I�m wondering if he knew they were building that thing, and just kept it from us.�

�Honey, if you�re questioning him, you don�t trust him.� Joyce offers silently. �If you don�t trust him, it isn�t going to work.�

Buffy nods her head silently in agreement, knowing that her mother�s right. �Thanks, mom.� Buffy smiles as her mother slides the steak on her plate and pulls the potato out of the microwave oven. �Oooh. You got the huge baking potatoes.� Buffy quickly slices it open dumping butter and sour cream on it.

�You staying here tonight, or going back to the dorm?� Joyce sits down sipping the tea she�d made while cooking Buffy�s steak.

�Was planning on going back to the dorm, doing another patrol on my way back.� Buffy scoops a big forkful of potato in her mouth.

�So, is your plan the same, or changed?� Joyce grins at her daughter, glancing at the clock on the stove.

�Same. I need to do another sweep around town, see if I can get a bead on Adam while I�m out, find out where he�s hiding.� Buffy admits as she quickly finishes the steak.

�Want a sundae before you leave?� Joyce laughs at the quick smile she gets in response to the question as Buffy works on finishing her potato. Joyce stands grabbing down the items, quickly putting two sundaes together, placing one in front of Buffy before sitting down with a spoon in front of hers.

�Thanks, mom.� Buffy grins as she quickly works her way through the sundae.

�You�re welcome, honey. How are things going at school?� Joyce scoops up another bite of the sundae, eating it at a more sedate pace than her daughter.

�Actually pretty good. Figure I�ll be home in two weeks time for the summer.� Buffy smirks at her mother. �And I actually plan on spending some time with you.� Buffy states seriously. �And before you go off, don�t say it. Anyway, if Faith and Tara get serious, you may not have Faith around as much.�

�I don�t think there�s much of an if to them.� Joyce smiles as she thinks about the two women. �I think Faith might have finally met her match.� Joyce chuckles as she thinks about Tara.

�Tara confuses the hell out of me.� Buffy admits as she sets her spoon down after finishing the sundae.

�How does she confuse you, honey?� Joyce questions, her eyes focusing in on her daughter. �Please don�t tell me you like her, too! Faith�ll kick your ass.�

Buffy blushes, before chuckling quietly. �No, mom. I mean, yeah, I like her. But not in the way Faith likes her.� Buffy shakes her head at her mother�s smirking countenance. �You did that on purpose!�

�Maybe.� Joyce chuckles. �Seriously, how does she confuse you?�

�She�s always been shy, quiet, pretty much kept to herself. She helps Willow with her magic, us when we need her for spells. But I didn�t know she was in her third year of college, studying to be a Veterinarian or that she liked women.� Buffy frowns, running a hand through her hair. �Then when Faith showed up at her door, she was ready to rip into me when I made a stupid comment. It�s like I thought she was one thing, but she�s just the opposite.�

�So, because Tara has pretty much kept to herself, you thought she was a pushover. When Faith was hurt, she showed her claws and what she�s capable of and that confuses you?� Joyce questions softly.

�Not just that. And I don�t mean so much her being a pushover, as easy going. But it�s kind of like upstairs earlier. I never would have taken her for just� flashing us like that!� Buffy blushes again in remembrance.

�She did warn you, Buffy.� Joyce chuckles quietly at her daughter.

�I didn�t think she�d do it!� Buffy whines, brushing a hand over her eyes. �And how is it that you and Faith were discussing her body?�

Joyce laughs at her daughter. �Faith was just talking about how she likes being with her, and that she had a body from hell under her� frumpy clothes, is what I believe she called them.� Joyce shrugs, grinning. �She likes her, actually I�d say they like each other, especially after this weekend.�

�And I really do not know why I�m discussing this with you.� Buffy chuckles as she stands, still blushing lightly. �Well, let me dump Riley and see if I can�t find me a hot woman to hook up with.� Buffy smirks as her mom laughs at her.

�Be sure to bring her home for dinner one night.� Joyce quirks her lip at her daughter.

�Aaarrrggghhhh!� Buffy grumbles, brushing a hand down her face again. �I can�t get a rise out of you at all, can I?�

�So, you�re trying to?� Joyce shakes her head at her daughter. �I�ll see you tomorrow, honey. Be careful.� Joyce smiles and hugs Buffy back as her daughter wraps her up in her arms.

�I love you, mom.� Buffy finally releases her mother, stepping back, smiling.

�I love you, too, honey.� Joyce smiles gently at her daughter, as Buffy heads out of the kitchen, quickly leaving the house.
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