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What are we gonna do now?	By : norwalker Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 3568 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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What are we gonna do now?

Chapter 15

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He sat alone in his office, staring out the window at the sunlight. Even after two years, it still unnerved him to be by a window during the daylight. Without curtains. He kept expecting to start burning. But not here, not in this building.

He felt more trapped by this building than ever. It wore on him, being here. The evil permeated it, fed it, and still he tried to make good out of bad. After two years, he still questioned why he made this deal…

Connor

He felt the sigh rise up in him. Despite how badly they had gotten along, how Connor had tried to kill him, entomb him, and did other unpleasant things to him, Angel still missed him. But, he knew he did the best for Connor, by giving him a normal life. Letting him be happy. But he wished he had someone he could talk to about it, nonetheless. But no one remembered Connor, his son, except Angel.

So, he took the deal. He accepted being CEO of a multi-dimensional ‘law’ firm that was the advocate of evil. And he tried to do good out of it. Use the resources, the vast resources at hand, to make a difference. But despite what he did, it seemed he took 3 steps forward, then 2 steps back. Or sometimes, 2 steps forward, and 3 steps back. And the frustration , the constant balancing act, wore on him.

They did bring back Cordelia. That was a plus. … wasn’t it ? She seemed to be herself. Mostly. Ok, there are bound to be changes when you’re a higher being, possessed by a power that be, and then are in a coma for nearly a year. And they were building a relationship, that seemed to be going well. And maybe, if the mystics could find a way to defeat the clause, they could build a more … intimate relationship. So why was he getting a Buffy-like “Ewwww” ?

And why did he feel dirty? To his marrow, to his soul. Like something was acting on him, making him do things he really didn’t want to do? Take actions that left an aftertaste of remorse? Make decisions he… regretted?

Angel opened his desk drawer, and pulled out two framed pictures. One of a dark haired woman, with dark eyes, and a wicked smile, and the other… the other that still made his heart sing and burn, at the same time. He gazed at the pictures for awhile, and thought back to the day that he fired Faith. I know. There was evidence she was acting out, acting …crazy. A paper trail a mile wide, it seemed. Witnesses. But it just didn’t add up. Not with what he knew about her, how she had changed herself. We caught her and Buffy in the act. Even then, Cordy tried to reason with her, but she rejected it, and left. Why? I know she felt the same I did about what we were doing. Why would she just throw it away like that, over some imaginesultsult? It just didn’t make sense.

And why was Buffy with her? I mean, it might seem more logical if she were alone. But Buffy was there with her, believing her. So, why didn’t I believe her too? Ok, I admit with Buffy, being with Faith…I mean, having a relationship with Faith…just say it , Liam, being in a romantic relationship with Faith… that kinda stirred up some negative feelings. Jealous much, Angel? Am I that petty? I said, get on with your life…what? 6 years ago, when I left… and I’m still jealous when she does just that?

But if I believed what they said, then I have to believe that Cordelia isn’t…real. And I can’t believe that. It just …

Something smells like a fish left in the sun three days. Something is not right.

Angel thinks for awhile longer, then makes a decision. The first in a long time that seems unequivocally right.

He picks up a phone, and dials a number. When it's answered, he says to the person on the other end “ I need to speak to you. But not on this line. Where can we meet?”

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She is in a bright place. She is kneeling, enjoying the warmth of the light.

The light is so bright, she has to close her eyes. It’s blinding. As she feels the light warm her, she feels it burning away the dark places in her soul. She feels incredibly light, free of the darkness of her past sins. She is happy, she is free.

But a chill wind blows through, chilling her. She can see the light fading behind her eyes. She opens them, and sees she is holding her hands up in a gesture like supplication. But in her hands is a knife. The knife has gouts of blood on it, and the blood is flowing down over her hands and arms. The light is much dimmer now, but she can make out what is around her.

Bodies. Lots of bodies. All dead, all killed by a blade.

She recognizes some of them. Willow, Xander, Giles… all dead. Oz, Joyce Summers, Dawn Summers. Dead. She stands, looking around at the multitude of bodies, when she hears someone behind her. She whirls , knife out, and it sinks into the person.

Buffy.

Buffy’s eyes go wide. She looks at Faith, then the knife in her stomach, and back at Faith. She manages to say one word, “Faith?” and then the light goes out of her eyes, and she falls to her knees. Then onto her face.

Faith stares at the blade, now covered afresh with Buffy’s blood. She feels a scream coming from her gut, low at first but then getting louder “ no, no, no, nooooooNOOOOOOOOOOOOO”

She looks up, and sees Richard Wilkins standing there, smiling at her “ Welcome home, Faith. My, you did such a fine job here, I can’t tell you how proud I feel.” He has a plate of cookies in his hands “ Have a cookie, Faith” He smiles at her, offering her the plate.

No, No, No, NO, NO, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Faiths eyes fly open. She is covered in sweat. She is trembling. Beside her, Buffy is sleeping peacefully, her arm around Faiths waist, her head nestled on Faith’s shoulder. Slowly, she extricates herself from Buffy, trying not to disturb her. She gets up, and goes to the window. She looks out of the window of the Inn they are staying in, and sees thonlionlight reflecting on the snow. Her expression seems blank, but slowly a tear, followed by another, and then another, falls onto her cheek. She bites her lip to keep back the sobs, but the tears keep flowing.

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Buffy’s eyes gradually open. She sees Faith kneeling beside the bed, watching her. She has a crooked smile on her face.

“ Hey, sleepy, time to get up. We agreed we’d meet Red in an hour” Faith leans in and gives Buffy a little smooch, which Buffy eagerly returns. They kiss little kisses a few more times, then Faith pulls Buffy into a sitting position. Buffy makes a protesty noise, but Faith insists.

“ C’mon , Blondie. Deals a deal. We gotta get on with this, or we’ll never get this finished. Get up, take a shower, and lets motor, girlfriend” Faith teases Buffy.

Even with the concealer Faith is wearing, Buffy can see dark rings under her eyes, and that her eyes are a bit puffy.

“Faith, honey? Are you ok? … you didn’t sleep again, did you?” Buffy asks, concerned. She is afraid to ask about the crying.

“ No big, B. you know. Sometimes, sleep and me don’t get along too well “ Faith grins.

“What’s wrong, Faith?” Buffy asks.

“Nothing, B. Just some bad dreams.” Faith replies. But it’s more.

Buffy and Willow were acting so weird when she got back from her “walkabout”. And then there was the change of address…to this Inn. Rather than staying at Red’s. Buffy was almost throwing things in the cases, trying to get out of there. And the way they looked at each other. Willow looking confused, and hurt, and guilty. Buffy looking Angry…and hurt… and guilty. Buffy was all for calling a cab, until Willow practically forced Buffy into her car to take her here. And then the rather stilted conversation, ending with them agreeing to meet tomorrow back at Red’s. All that evening, Buffy had acted distracted and distant, until Faith had practically had to do a lap dance for Buffy to get her attention. That finally seemed to break the spell. She had responded eagerly…almost frantically, to the lovemaking. But…Faith felt an uneasiness in her gut.

“ Shit. I guess my little plan for them to have a little chat didn’t go so well” Faith berated herself. “ I don’t know what happened, but everything seems weirder now than before.” Faith had a feeling she really didn’t want to know. This is one of those times that ignorance is bliss… yeah, right.

When Buffy awoke, she was hoping that it had all been a dream. That they were still in L.A. That none of this had happened, and that they were still… anywhere but here. But, as soon as her eyes opened, she knew it wasn’t a dream.

She got out of bed and started running around, getting herself ready. But her mind is elsewhere

She so didn’t want today to come.

Why couldn’t things just be the way they were? Before they came here? Will was my best friend, my confidant. I could talk to her about anything, and not worry. Now, it’s all gone to hell.

Now it’s gonna be all weird, and awkward, and difficult. And Faith is gonna pick it up in a second… hell, probably already has. Shit.

Why did Will have to do it? Why? Why did she have to kiss me?

I thought maybe we could come to some terms, something. Til then. Til she kissed me.

Then that all blew to hell. Cause she scared me.

Scared me silly.

Cause some little part of me didn’t want her to stop.

Fickle much, Buffy?

And now Faith looks like she slept maybe 3 minutes last night, and has been crying. God, what is that about? I hope not what I’m thinking.

“ B.? B?!” Faith calls out to Buffy.

“Huh?” Buffy answers, her thoughts interrupted.

“I hope you’re close to ready. Red’s here”

Damn. Here we go.

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Faith and Buffy troop downstairs to meet Willow. After the usual polite greeting stuff, they get into Willow’s car, and head for Willow’s house. The tension in the car is thick, and Faith is trying to puzzle out in her head exactly what happened between these two yesterday. As they continue to drive, and the conversation never gets started, much less lag, her mind comes up with all sorts of explanations, each worse than the last. It's worrying her, and when she’s worried, she’s nervous. She starts drumming her fingers, and is getting twitchy. Her mind is going to all sorts of fantastic scenarios, and all of them are getting her more and more upset.

When they finally reach Willow’s, Faith is about ready to rip the car door off. She jumps out of the car, and slams the door… loudly. Buffy and Willow look at her, startled. Faith turns to them, and lets ‘em have it.

“ Ok, ENOUGH! You two have been driving me bonkers since we came here. Now there is this thing about yesterday. I come back here, and it's like …..What the hell happened yesterday, anyway?” Faith is an inch from blowing.

Buffy looks at the ground, and Willow is looking away from Faith. Slowly, she tells Faith about what happened. The argument, the confessions, the kiss. The kiss.

Kiss? That’s it? That’s what this is all about? Faith is not sure if she wants to scream , or….

Faith looks at Buffy, then Willow, then starts to laugh. It starts slowly, then builds. Buffy and Willow look at her like she has gone whacko.

“ You two slay me” Faith gets out between laughs. “ My god. Do you have any idea what you have put me through? What kinda thoughts I been having? And all this… is about some kiss?” Faith is nearly bent over from laughing.

“ My god, get OVER yourselves. If the two of you think I’m gonna make myself crazy about a silly kiss…well…you really are nuts, the both of you.

“B., my dear sweet love. You're sometimes the most incredibly blind person I know. I figured out, in what? 30 minutes after we landed what Red here felt about you. Didn’t I, Will?” Faith looks at Will…who nods and looks a bit embarrassed.

“ Oh, and I know that you have some feelings for her, B. My god, she has been your best friend for what? 10 years? If she had been my best friend for 10 years, I would have feelings for her too. You have a history. Ok, I get that. But… do you really think I’m so insecure, that I’m gonna go all postal over a KISS?” Faith rolls her eyes, and shakes her head.

“ You two had me thinking you wore out a mattress or two while I was gone. Geeze. I swear, this is what happens when you bottle up your feelings so long. It makes EVERYBODY crazy!!!”

Buffy and Willow are staring at the ground. Both looking chastened, and more than a little embarrassed.

“ Ok. Let’s see. B., you and Red kissed. And you and I’ve kissed. Well, then, just to make it all even, you know what that means” Faith gets a wicked grin on her face. Willow, on the other hand, gets this wide eyed look, and an uh oh look on her face. She starts retreating a little.

“ Oh, no you don’t” Faith says, and is next to Willow before she can retreat much further.

“ Sorry, Red, but you asfor for this” With that, she takes Willow in an embrace, and lays a smooch on her. Willow kinda tries to fight it off, but gives up after a few seconds.

Buffy stands there, looking astonished.

Faith grins at Willow, and pats her cheek. “ Not bad, Red, not bad at all”

Now both Willow and Buffy look at Faith likes she hit her head a few times too many.

Faith turns her back to them, and says “ Ya know what else I gotta say to you two?” She bends over , and scoops up some snow. She pats it into a ball, turns around and flings it at Buffy “ Yo , B.” THWACK. She hits Buffy dead center with a snowball. Buffy looks at her…then looks at where the snowball hit…she looks back up, and she has an evil grin on her face. She quickly bends over, scoops up some snow, and returns fire. THWACK…right in Faith’s face. Faith grins, and says “ Nice one, B.” She then scoops up more snow, and THWACK…a side shot to Buffy’s head. Soon, the two of them are not even bothering with making snowballs, they are just flinging snow at each other. Willow starts to interrupt them “ Hey, you guys, knock it off…” But at that point, both turn on her and get her involved. “ Hey…HEY…no fair 2 against 1” she cries, but then starts throwing snowballs at each of them. It degenerates into a general snow fight, each starting to laugh and act like 8 year olds. They soon are drenched, and falling on the ground, and rolling in it, and no one cares. Because all of a sudden, everyone isn’t worrying anymore , but actually having a good time. Willow finally puts an end to it by dumping a big chuck of snow on each of the slayers, then running inside to dry off. The slayers follow, but not before they get a few more shots, and a couple more laughs in.

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After they have dried off, and borrowed some of Will’s dry clothes( Faith wound up with the coveralls… and threatened them both with a slow painful death if they ever told ANYONE she wore them), they sit down to discuss what had happened in L.A.

They tell her about The Program, how Angel was involved. They also tell her about Cordelia, and the strange way she had been acting… and how she admitted to them she was a demon. Finally they mention the threats on their lives and reputations.

Willow looks at them, a little confused. “ Gee, guys. I’m not really sure what I can do for you. I mean, I can do some spells and stuff, try maybe to figure out what kind of demon this is. Or protection spells. Even a binding spell. But mostly, I would have to be there, in L.A. to do those. I can call around to some L.A. covens, see if they can help you out….”

“Actually, Will. What I need to know first is… do you believe us?” Buffy asks.

“ It's kinda …strange, I must admit” Willow says, “ But I lived in Sunnydale too. So, strange is nothing new”

“ Here’s the deal, Red. They are making it out like B and I are …nuts” Faith interjects. “ Problem is, with my history, and …did you tell her, B?” Faith asides to Buffy, who nods, “ Well…with Buffy’s breakdown, it kinda puts our credibility at less than zero. So, I guess I’m saying, we need you to vouch for us.”

“Well” Willow has a grin on her face, “ After what you did this morning, Faith, not sure you’re not nuts”

Faith grins back “ C’mon Red, admit it. It was hot, and you liked it”

Willow blushes a little, and barely nods.

Buffy, getting back on subject “ Look, Will. Something is going on there. Something not good. They are taking over The Program, which means someone has plans for those secret slayer trainees. And somehow, I don’t think it’s for a gourpourpose. Matter of fact, it seems to me to have the earmarks of ….” Buffy doesn’t finish, but Willow gets it

“ Oh,, no, not again, Buffy” Willow says, getting a bit depressed.

“ ‘Fraid so, Will. I think we’re in for another prophecy and/or apocalypse”

“ So, this means….” Willow starts

“ Time to call Giles” Buffy says.
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