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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 2

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Buffy:

Well I fooled the doctors and actually got out of the hospital fairly quickly. Must have really upset their days when all the slayers got better faster than expected. See? I got a way to lower medical costs. Just make everyone a slayer… No, probably wouldn’t work.

Things had settled down a bit with the others. They had been staying at the old hotel/ offices of Angel Investigations. It wasn’t really being used as offices anymore, so there was plenty of room to put up the crowd ‘til things could be sorted. A lot of the girls went home with their parents. That was good. Get back to some kind of normal life. I think one apocalypse per slayer is totally adequate.

And yes, Giles did invite me to go to England with him. And Dawn also. Me to help set up a new Watcher’s Council; Dawn to finish school, then train for being a Watcher. For some reason, the idea really appeals to her. She needs a life. Away from her sister. And all this nonsense. But, if this is what she really wants, I'm with her on it.

However, I did set some conditions.

“ Giles, I really , really need to have some time limit here. After all, I have been doing this since I was 15…almost 8 years now. And I need a life. A non-slayer life, you know? So, no forever here. Ok? I want to come, to help set up a new council. But I also have to set up a new life.”

“ I see” is all Giles said. He says that a lot, you notice?

“ And some things have radically have to change with the Watcher’s Council. I mean, no more one slayer, so I don’t see why it's necessary that each HAS to serve. I think choice here is important”

“ I see” Yup, he’s Mr. Conversation

“Also, more WOMEN need to be on the policy making end. This boys club stuffs gotta stop”

Wanna guess what hed? Yd? Yes, you got it

“ And the slayers should be encouraged to have a life outside of killing vamps and demons. Remember Kendra? She died young, and never had the chance to have any kind of life. That just sucks”

“ Finally, Giles, there has to be some time limit. I don’t see why someone has to serve for life now. Not with so many to choose from. Being a slayer shouldn’t be a life term. I mean, some will probably want to go on doing it. But again, options, choices…are you getting the theme here?”

“ Buffy, what you’re saying is actually along the lines of what I was thinking” Ok, color me surprised! “ Frankly, the Watcher’s Council has too long been too tradition bound. We need to shake things up, really rethink what being a Watcher means, and what being a Slayer means” Whoa. This from the guy whose wardrobe selection is tweed… and tweed. Maybe there is hope yet?

“ I thought of one more thing, Giles. Something I won’t negotiate on. NO MORE CRUCIAMENTUMS!” No one was going to do that again while I had a say in things.

“ No argument here, Buffy. They are archaic and cruel. As far as I’m concerned , they are history” Giles was emphatic. Yay!

Then I went and stepped in deep doo- doo. I agreed to go to England…Arrrgh!

Well, I guess it hasn’t been all bad. It certainly has been good for Dawnie. She’s like really taken to English schools. Her grades in upper form( kinda like high school in the states) have been great. I mean, really great. She seems to take to the challenge... English schools are much tougher than American schools( good thing I didn’t go here, I woulda disgraced the Summer’s name). Seems sheisheishes the challenge. Anyway, surprise, surprise. She applied to Cambridge. I thought, Oh boy…wait for the disappointment. And she was accepted. So cool. So expensive. Ah well. Glad the council is paying for it. She at first wanted to not go; she wanted to go right in to Watcher training. But Giles and I both agreed that this was a once in a lifetime thing for her, and that The Council could wait a few years before getting another Summers.

Maybe that is another reason I feel obligation. But I'm just drowning here. All I see is paper, paper, and more paper. I was kinda jazzed, I admit, when Giles insisted I be deputy chair to the council. I didn’t realize what it meant. This is ten times worse thhe whe worst of slaying. At least then, I could slip the chains once in awhile, and have some fun. Here, it's work, then more work, and then, just for giggles, more work.

At least, I did get to see my policies taken seriously. Being a slayer now is an option, not an obligation. No one is forced to be a slayer. And with the increase of female participation in policy, the slayers are finally beginning to see some changes that affect their lives, for the positive. They are of course, required to serve if they so choose. But they are given the option to quit up to the time they complete training. And, they are encouraged to have a life outside of slaying. Friends, family, etc. And it's not a life sentence any longer. The required service is 4 years; two years in the field; two years training other new slayers. And then, you can say “Outta here” and you are outta here. You can re-up. That is your choice. But it's the Slayer’s choice, not the councils.

But, sometimes(Ok, most of the time) I just want to escape. Get out. Be free. I can’t believe I'm saying this, but I miss field work(ok, slaying). Yeah, dangerous. Yeah, could get killed. Yeah, slashes, bruises, broken bones…not good. But, I at least felt alive, somehow. A rush. There is nothing like fighting vamps to stimulate you. Faith had it right. Slaying makes you hungry and horny. Both good things. Here, I just see numbers, and reports, and charts, and statistics all day. Trust me. No hungries. No …other stuff.

So here I sit, looking at an old photo, daydreaming about slaying. Is that sick or what? Sigh.

And I wonder what is going on in their lives. Ok, Dawnie I know. She is here with me. But Will? I see her occasionally when she comes over to sit in with the Coven. We get together. I talk about work. Over her head. She talks about Wicca and Computers. Over my head. We talk about other stuff, but not like before. We’re not sharing the life anymore. Then it gets awkward, and we say we must get together more often blah, blah , blah. But it doesn’t happen.

Kennedy? Well, Kenny and Will split after a year. After that, all I know is from the occasional report I get from wherever she hangs her hat these days, She moves around a lot, going from training center to training center. Sometimes she teaches, sometimes she leads other slayers in forays against the bad guys. All in all, pretty much not too much to tell.

Then there is Faith. Now, that is a big puzzle. I was so hoping somehow we would remain close. But distance and time took their toll. I have written her some. She’s replied, fewer times. An occasional phone call, in which we say nearly nothing important. One Christmas card. First year I was here. I sent them something with a card. Next year, I sent some little gift, don’t know what…but no card.

I guess I should’ve expected it. I mean, it’s hard having a long distance relationship. But it's particularly …I don’t know…hard, because before I left, we were getting close. Getting to a point where we really understood each other. We had been talking a lot. About what we wanted to do. How we saw the future. Our dreams for our lives. Ya know, things friends discuss. And stupid things too… casual stuff. But, it was like making that bond stronger between us.

I remember the night we said goodbye. When I was leaving for England. We were sitting outside the old Hotel where we had been staying, Angels old place. In the courtyard. It was a pretty night. Full moon. We were sitting next to each other on a bench.

“So, you’re really gonna do this B? Go to England?” Faith asked, a bit wistfully

“ I think I really have to, Faith” I replied. “ I just can’t see any choice. If I let Gilake ake it on alone, I’m afraid he’ll be overruled by the other council members. Then, it will just be like what we had to go through, but multiplied 10,000 times. And I just can’t let that happen. It’s too important to me”.

And we sat for awhile, saying nothing. Just enjoying being together. Then Faith spoke again.

“ B, what can I do to convince you to stay? I mean, isn’t there some way you could stay here and do that?” She said. I sensed a loneliness in her voice.

“ Oh, Faith. I really wish I could stay. I’m gonna miss here. And I’m gonna miss you” I said, regretfully. “ But I don’t see any options. I have to go”.

She was quiet for a moment, then sighed. “ Yeah, you’re right. It's important” she got up, and moved off a bit. I got off and moved to her, touching her arm

“Faith?”

She turned, and smiled. “ It’s ok, I’m just going to miss you, B.” She said.

“I’m gonna miss you too, Faithy” and I pulled her into a hug. And she hugged me tight. Like she never wanted to let me go. And on some impulse, I gave her a small kiss on the cheek. She smiled at me, and touched my cheek.

“ Take care of yourself, B” She said. And for some reason, I noticed like a shutter come down behind her eyes. I sensed I missed something important; lost something, without realizing it. She broke embrembrace, and walked to the door of the Hotel.

“ Seeya around, B” and then went inside.

And that was really the last time I saw her. She didn’t come to the airport to see me off. I guess she had other things to take care of. But I admit, I would have liked to have seen her.

Anyway, a year later, on my recommendation, Giles offered her the L.A. Training center. And she accepted it. But, I never heard from her about it.

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So, I’m sitting here, looking at this picture, and I see the smiles we have. And suddenly, I just need to call her. I need to hear a voice without an English accent. I need to hear someone who isn’t arguing with me, or telling me how important what I'm doing is. Someone who I can just be Buffy with, Not Elizabeth Summers.

So, I'm about to buzz Rowan to get me the Faith’s number from the files, when my intercom buzzes. Spooky!

“Elizabeth?”

“Who?”

“Ms. Summers?

“I’m sorry?”

“Buffy?” I hear the sigh in her voice. Ok, it's petty, but hey. I get few pleasure in life

“Yes, Rowan?”

“ There is a Faith DeMarco on the phone for you”

“ What?” Now, that is just beyond spooky

“Faith DeMarco. From the L.A. Training Center?”

“ Put her on, Rowan” Ok, now I'm just waiting for the scary music to start.

“ B? That you?” Faith opens the conversation with that low throaty voice of hers. God, I swear, when that girl talks, it's like sex. Ok Buffy, now you've got sex on the brain. Chill, ok ?

“Faith! Girl, it's good to hear your voice. Hey, wanna hear something spooky?”

“What’s that B?”

“ I was just about to call you!”

“Aw, c’mon B, your shitting me, right?” Faith laughs

“ No, I’m not. I was just about to buzz Rowan…that’s the woman who answered the phone…and ask her to get your number from the files to call you. Now, is that weird, or what?”

Faith whistles that spooky music theme over the phone, and laughs. “ I don’t think weird covers it”

“ Hey, Faith, how are you? I swear, I have missed hearing your voice.”

“ Gee, B. I didn’t know you cared” She mocked me, just a little

“ Hey, hey, that’s so unfair. You coulda called too, you know” I responded. Ok, maybe a little guiltily.

“ Yeah, yeah. Ok, Busted. I’ve been bad too. So, B, how the hell are ya?”

“ So, you want the happy version, or the truth?” I said. I don’t know why, but I did.

“ Truth , B. Always” Faith said.

“ I guess I should say, that being deputy chair to the Council is like totally cool. That I love it and all. But, Faith, I hate it. I hate it! I'm drowning in a sea of paperwork, I hate the weather, and I hate being here. I never get out of this damned office, it seems. Only time I get to work out is when I can steal some time. I just wanna scream”

“ So, B, have they assigned you your own black cloud to float over your head yet?”

I start to laugh. For some reason, I can really see that.

“ They should. Maybe it would soak some of these reports, and I wouldn’t have to look at them” She laughs at that.

“ So Faith, tell me , how are things? How are you and Robin doing?”

There is a pause, and then she answers, a little flat in tone. “Oh. Guess you haven’t heard. Me and Robin are split.”

“ Oh, no! I can’t believe that! You two seemed so…simpatico” I said. “ I thought you two were so right together”

“Well… it was great. Until we started living together. Let me tell ya, it just wasn’t a match made in heaven. Maybe more in a hell dimension. We are just too different, him and me. I know I’m a slob, B. But this guy is an obsessive about neatness. I swear. And …well, ok, party girl here. He is so conservative, I swear. Ya know, we both were kinda street kids, growing up in foster care and such. But we couldn’t be more different. It’s too bad, really. Cause, boy could he…ummm. Lot’s of ummm.” She is laughing now. “ But, ummm just aint enough”

“ Ummm?” I ask

“ You know, sex baby” She laughs a little at me. Ok, color me stupid! And why am I blushing? Maybe cause I aint had none in like…forever?

“ So, are you seeing anybody B?” She asks out of the blue. What, can she read my mind, too?

“No” I sigh.” Not really”

“ Not really? Or no? Which, B?”

“ Christ , Faith! Ok, I’m not seeing anyone. Hell, haven’t had a date since I came here”

“Wh-aa-at?” She says, a little shocked. “ No date in two years? No…ummm?”

“ More than 2 years, Faith. I’ve forgotten what ‘ummm’ is !”

“That is just… sick, B” Faith sounds sympathetic

“ Hey, it’s not that bad”

“ Do you at least…?”

“ Do I at least what?”

“ You know… self … ummm”

“ Huh?…self…Oh, god FAITH!” I'm really blushing now

“ This isn’t healthy B. You must be ready to explode” Now she is back to laughing “ We gotta get you a guy, if only to save the world again” She is busting up…and I'm joining her.

“ Yeah, I can see the report “ Buffy blows. Europe destroyed. Film at 11” I'm laughing my ass off now.

We sit there laughing for like 5 minutes, until I'm cramping up from it. Finally we calm down…only to go off again. Another 5 minutes and we finally are laughed out. But, hey, that’s the best I have felt in like forever.

” Oh, man Faith, I have so missed you”

“ Hey, I’ve missed you too, B. L.A. just aint the same without you here”

“ Hey, B? Can I ask you something?” Faith sounds a little hesitant.

“ Yeah, ok. Go for it, Faithy” I said, encouraging her.

“ Do you think you’ve done what you wanted there?”

“Huh?”

“ I mean, remember what you told me? About wanting to make it better for slayers. Do you think you’ve done that?”

“ Yeah, I think I’ve gotten that done. The one thing I’m happy about being here” I say, getting intrigued

“Well… ok… so , is anything holding you there?” She asks. Ok, now I’m intrigued for sure

“ Well...Dawnie’s here in school. Nothing else, really”

“ Ummm… ok, but Dawn’s away at school, right? Not living with you or anything”

“ Yeah…so?”

“ So…well…” she is hesitating again

“ Spit it out, Faith” I say. “ I mean, what can I do to ya 8000 miles away”

“Well… that’s the point , B. I have a proposition for you” Faith begins, but I cut her off

“ Oh, are you propositioning me on the phone? Kinky , Faith” I giggle

“ B! I’m serious” but she starts to giggle too.

“ Ok, ok Ms. No fun. Be serious. What’s your proposal?”

“ Look who’s talking, Ms no sex in 2 years!” she retorts

“Faith” I growl, ok, playfully, “ get to it. What is your idea?”

“ You know I got the L.A Training Center, right?”

“ Yeah, I know. I recommended to Giles that you would be perfect for it”

“Really? He never told me that”

“ He didn’t? Well, I’m sure it just slipped his mind” Me and Giles are gonna have a little talk, we are.

“ Well, before I got it, I was working for Angel, ya know?”

“Yeah, I know. What were you doing for him?”

“ I ran his covert ops training program. I really liked it, too. Thing is, when I got the L.A. training gig, I felt I should do that. Ya know, old times, being in the biz. So, I have been running both, using assistants. Thing is, it's just getting to be too much, and I’m in a bind. Look, I want to go back to doing the stint at Angel’s full time. I like it better. But I don’t have anyone I feel is good enough to run the L.A. Training center. So, that’s where you come in”

I can’t believe what I’m hearing, I think someone up there is finally listening to me.

“ How ‘bout you come to L.A. and take over the Training center. Then I don’t have the guilt of just walking out, and you get out of pushing all that paper around”

“ Gee, I don’t know, Faith. I mean, I just have such a wonderful job here” voice dripping with sarcasm. She starts to laugh

“ Ok, what incentive can I give you to come back to L.A.?” She asks, laughing

“Ummm… Cappuccino at Starbucks?” I say

“Ok, done” She says

“ Well, you’re easy. I woulda settled for a Burger at In and Out” I'm laughing too.

“ ME easy? Hah. I woulda treated you to Spago’s, if you had held out” She says, giggling

“ Ok, Done” I counter

“Huh? Wait…” She sputters, but is still giggling

“ No way. Think I'm gonna take Starbucks when I can get Spago’s?”

“ Ok, ok, but get your ass back here fast before I change my mind and look up Kennedy”

“Hey, you wouldn’t” I protest. Then little voice “ Would you?”

“ Nawww…she gives me a headache” Faith laughs. “ Just get back here ASAP.”

“ Ok, soon as I find a replacement, I’m outta here” I say.

“ I’m sure they can find a paper pusher somewhere there” She mocks

“Hey”

“Hey, yourself. Gotta go. Call me when you know when you’re comin, ok?”

“ No problem. Expect it soon…real soon”

“ I’m looking forward to it. Bye B. Seeya soon”

“ Bye , Faith. Thanks for the giggles”

I hang up the phone, and stare at it awhile. Reprieve, at last. For the first time in awhile, I feel a ton of paper lifting off my back.

I’m getting outta here, and back to L.A. soon. Real soon.

I put my feet up on the desk, and buzz my P.A.

“Rowan? Get me Mr. Giles on the phone, please.”

Sooner, the better.

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