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Buffy the movie or the series – though, even if I did, I wouldn’t admit to
owning the movie. I n>I have some
pride.
A/N: [ text ] indicates what is being said in sign language
CAPITAL
LETTERS, indicates what Buffy has written
Chapter 2
Who the fuck is she?
Over two hours had passed since the arrival of their ‘guest’
and Faith still had no idea who the women was.
Any attempts to disrupt their conversation had resulted in two highly
effective glares. And they were having
a conversation, though where Buffy had learnt sign language was a mystery to
the Slayer and Watcher. Her mother
didn’t even know, or else Joyce would have told them. Faith had attempted to get through to Buffy using their Slayer
connection, but the other girl had either shut it down on her end or was simply
ignoring Faith. The dark Slayer didn’t
know which possibility made her feel worse – but yet again the brunette found
herself second best in Buffy’s mind.
The plastic bag had been emptied of its junk food contents,
and the pair was giggling over the last two bottles of drink from the
cooler. It was this scene that Willow
and Xander walintointo as they came to join Buffy for their lunch break. The pair stopped in stunned disbelief as
they watched their friend wave casually, then continue whatever it was she was
signing. They strolled up to Faith, who
was continuing her vigil over Buffy by the counter.
“Whose she?” Xander asked, ogling the beautiful woman as a
distant look entered his eyes. Willow
nudged him and scowled before turning back to Faith for her answer, which was
an indifferent shrug. The three made
their way to the table.
“Hey Buffy, whose this?” Willow asked with a fake cheery
voice. Buffy grinned and started to
move her hands excitedly, but seeing the look of incomprehension on her
friends’ faces, she remembered they couldn’t ‘hear’ her. A sad look crossed her face, and she reached
for the pad of paper that had been discarded hours before.
Noticing, the women turned to the teens with a wide smile.
“Pip says I’m Sam, twenty-one, gay, and a Junior at UCLA
studying Psychology; we’ve known each other since she was twelve and I taught
her sign language.”
Buffy had held her breath the entire time that Sam had been
speaking, and let out a small sigh of relief when she stopped. Unfortunately, she relaxed too soon.
“Oh, and I was Pip’s First Crush.”
Buffy turned deep shade of red and groaned – hiding her
heated face in her hands. She should
have knownt Sat Sam wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to mess with her; she was
worse than Faith! Sam chuckled at her
companion’s antics, as well as the shocked looks on the others’ faces.
“Oh, um, t-that’s nice, bei being the f-first and all, but
not that you e-ever…?” Willow stuttered, blushing furiously and trying to
appear calm – failing spectacularly.
Xander had that distant look on his face again, and was practically
drooling as he shifted his gaze from one beautiful girl to the other. Faith
tried to appear unaffected by the news, but her mind was racing.
Is B actually into girls?
Does that mean I’ve got a chance…or that she hasn’t reacted to my
flirting because she doesn’t like me?
“I think your friends asked you a question, Pip,” Sam said
mercilessly, enjoying watching her prudish friend squirm.
[I am so getting you back for that!] Buffy signed, though she
couldn’t help the small smile that appeared on her face as she watched Xander
and Willow try to compose themselves.
But the smile fell when she saw the total lack of reaction from Faith.
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Guess that proves that Faith isn’t interested in me.
Sam followed Buffy’s gaze,
and watched how the girl’s face fell.
For the first time, Sam concentrated on the brunette – realizing from
Buffy’s reactions that the girl was probably Faith, the other Slayer. The women internally grinned, as she watched
the two try and hide their feelings from the other. Buffy had already confessed to Sam about her feelings for Faith,
but if the other Slayer wasn’t going to go after Buffy…
“Yup, I taught her
everything she knows…too bad she had to move away before I could,” Sam looked
Buffy up and down slowly, leering slightly, “further her education.”
That provoked a reaction
out of Faith, who clenched her fists and took an angry step towards the still
leering girl. Fortunately, Giles picked
that moment to emerge from his office.
He had spent the last few
hours trying to get in contact with the Council – hoping that they would know
of some cure for Buffy’s injury. So far nothing. The only good news was that as far as the Council was concerned
the Slayer didn’t need to be able to speak to do her sacred duty. After all, one didn’t need to speak to
fight. They had suggested that Giles
learn sign language -- quickly since Slayers did not live very long -- and
hanged up.
Giles observed the
uncomfortable expressions on his young charge’s face – as well as the angry
looks from his other ‘children’ – and wondered what had been going one while he
had been talking with the Council.
“Ah, yes, I don’t believe
we’ve been formally introduced, Miss…”
“Sam. So you’re Pip’s Watcher, huh? At least he’s cuter than your last Watcher,
eh Pip?” To late, Sam realized what she had said and winced, inwardly wishing
that at moments like this, she could learn to keep her mouth shut. She mouthed ‘sorry’ to the other girl, who
was trying to look nowhere and everywhere at once. Before the Scoobies could inevitably ask, Giles spoke up.
“Another Watcher, Merrick,
was assigned to Buffy when she was first called in L.A.”
“So…new town, new
Watcher?” Xander asked.
Willow and Xander looked
to Buffy for an answer, but it came from behind them.
“He died.”
Buffy’s head shot up and
stared at her counterpart; it wasn’t a question, it was a statement. Faith appeared calm -- the statement said in
a monotone voice – but Buffy could feel the tension radiating off the other
Slayer. Nodding slowly, Buffy winced at
the anger she saw flare in Faith’s eyes.
“Whatever, this is
boring. I’m out.”
Buffy was halfway through
the library before she turned back to Sam, who just smiled ruefully.
[Go after her, I’ll make
up an excuse for you.]
[What about you?]
Sam just grinned wickedly
at the others.
[I think I can handle
them. I’ll drop by again tomorrow, now
go!]
********************
Faith had made it off
campus by the time Buffy caught up to her.
In her anger, the dark Slayer hadn’t noticed Buffy’s presence until the
girl was cautiously tapping Faith on the shoulder – one did not physically
contact a Slayer without caution. She didn’t
have that problem with Sam, now did
she? Not that she ever talked to Faith
when could.
“Why bother, Buffy? It’s not like you ever told me anything
anyway when you could talk, now did
you? Fuck! You didn’t think that when I told you about my Watcher being
killed, that that MIGHT have been a good sharing moment? Or were you too busy being the perfect
Slayer to admit that you had lost a Watcher, just like poor second-string
Faith?”
With that Faith turned and
ran, leaving the other Slayer trying hard not to shed the tears that were
threatening. She looked back at the
school, and decided that she didn’t want to see anyone right then, and made her
way slowly home. Ignoring the concerned
look from her mother, Buffy sat on her bed and pulled Mr. Gordo to her chest
and stared out into nothing. Just
listening to the silence that was now her permanent companion.
This was how Willow found
her best friend last that night. Joyce
had called the redhead, concerned about her daughter and asking Willow to come
over and talk to Buffy. Willow sat down
on the bed, and handed Buffy the notepad she had left in the library.
“I think Sam wrote
something in it.”
Buffy opened curiously –
and nervously, knowing Sam – and gave a silent chuckle at the messy
script.
HEY PIP! I’LL COME PICK YOU UP TOMORROW FROM THE
LIBRARY. AND BEFORE YOU GET ALL ‘GOOD GIRL’
ON ME, YOU’VE ALREADY SKIPPED CLASS TODAY SO HA. LOVE SAM.
Watching Buffy’s
brightening expression, Willow said carefully, “Sam seems like a good
friend. How did you guys meet?” Seeing
Buffy looking at her notepad disdainfully, Willow put on her ‘resolve face’
“And I’ll wait. See, I have ‘resolve
face’ on and you can’t fight the ‘resolve face’ – now write.”
Willow waited patiently as
her friend spent a few moments writing, chuckling every now and then, before
handing the notepad back to her.
I MET SAM WHEN I WAS
12. SHE AND HER FAMILY HAD JUST MOVED
INTO THE HOUSE NEXT TO OURS. SHE WAS 3
YRS OLDER THAN ME, BUT WE STILL BECAME INSTANT FRIENDS. SHE CALLED ME PIP, SHORT FOR PIPSQUEEK,
BECAUSE I WAS SCARED OF HER, AND WHEN WE FIRST MET I ‘SQUEEKED’. ONCE YOU GET TO KNOW HER, SHE’S REALLY NICE.
“So…did you guys ever…go
out?” Willow asked, blushing slightly as she thought about the question she had
asked early, that Buffy hadn’t actually answered. Buffy’s own cheeks turned pink, and she squirmed slightly under
the scrutiny of her best friend. She
looked at the pad of paper blankly for a moment, trying to organize her
thoughts.
Finally, Buffy just shook
her head. Willow subconsciously let out
a sigh of relief; not that liking girls was bad, because it wasn’t, but the
idea of her best friend kissing other girls made the witch slightly
uncomfortable. However, even though
Willow didn’t notice her action, the Slayer did.
WILLS, I’M TIRED, I’M
GOING TO GET SOME SLEEP.
“Oh, right, cause with the
injury, and the fighting, and hello, just out of the hospital and then with
your friend, and chasing after Faith, and all that so I’m just going to go and
I’ll see you tomorrow,” and with that Willow waved a good-bye and headed out
the door before her babbling got any worse.yes"> As she began to nod off, she wondered what Faith was doing.
**********************
Faith stared at the
ceiling, taking another gulp from the whiskey bottled clenched in her
hand. After leaving Buffy, the dark
Slayer had roamed around Sunnydale waiting for night – wanting to take out her
anger and frustration on some unsuspecting vampire. Of course, on tonight of all nights, vamps were nowhere to be
seen. After hitting almost every
cemetery in Sunnydale, Faith had headed to the bar toce, ce, drink, and find
somebody to fuck.
But even after several
shots, and dancing until the bar closed, Faith still hadn’t found anyone to
help her ‘scratch her itch’. Not that
she didn’t have any offers – but all Faith felt was revulsion at the feel of
their groping hands.
So unlike how Buffy
touched her.
Fuck, what has that bitch done to me?
So the dark Slayer now found
herself back in her hotel room – alone – trying to drown herself in a bottle of
whiskey. Not even a Slayer metabolism
could handle that much liquor, and eventually Faith passed out.
Faith opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.
How the did I end of here? Where the fuck is here anyways?
It was darnd tnd there were giant colourful constructions
of animals and plants; it looked like a children’s theme park on prosaic. Faith walked forward slowly, following the
sounds of voices. She looked up and saw
a large white Pegasus, and under it two vampires. As she got closer, Faith noticed a blonde cheerleader and punk
boy heading towards the waiting vampires.
She reached instinctively for a stake and was about to do the
Slaying-thing when she heard a voice from above her.
“This isn’t a play with audience participation.”
Faith looked up, and was shocked to see Buffy sitting on a
giant mushroom, quietly watching the events unfold. The dark Slayer was about
to ask what was going on when one of the vampires spoke.
“I didn’t expect to see you so soon. Has our time finally come? Have you ripened
so fast? Come closer.” The vampire floated down in front of the girl, and the
blonde moved forward slowly. Faith
growled and again moved forward – and again Buffy stopped her.
“No Slaying while the movie’s rolling, Faith.”
The boy stepped up to the girl, trying to get her to get
away from the vampire, but he was thrown through the air by the other
vampire.yes"> Close your eyes.”
The vampire, Lothos, leaned in and bared his fangs. Merrick stepped up, between the vampire and
his Slayer.
“No! Not this
one!”
Merrick raised his stake, but before he could bring it
down into Lothos’ heart, the vampire grabbed the Watcher’s hand – guiding it
towards Merrick’s own heart. The girl
snapped out of her trance and stared at her dying Watcher in horror. Merrick turned around and collapsed in his
Slayer’s arms. Lothos looked at the
pair in disgust, and turned and left along with his lackey.
“Merrick, just rest, you’ll be okay,” the Slayer said
anxiously.
Merrick chuckled.
“You do everything wrong.”
“Sorry, I’ll take it back.”
“No, no.” Merrick said still chuckling, “Do it wrong.yes"> Whether it was because
Buffy probably wouldn’t remember anything in the morning, or if she did she
would think it was only a dream – Faith followed through on her first impulse
and dipped her head and brought her lips to Buffy’s.
The sudden act caught Buffy by surprise, and she gasped
against Faith’s lips. The brunette took
the opportunity to sweep her tongue in Buffy’s mouth, slowly tasting the nectar
there. Buffy slowly began to respond,
massaging Faith’s tongue with her own – and the two danced a different dance
than either girl had experienced before.
Faith pulled away slowly. Even
if it wust ust a dream – she didn’t want to freak the other girl out. But that one kiss meant more to Faith than
any of sexual encounters she had had over the years.
Buffy stared at the other girl wide eyed.
“Faith?” she asked in a tremulous voice, and Faith
wondered if Buffy now knew that it really was her standing here, kissing away
her pain. She brought a hand to Buffy’s
cheek and tenderly brushed a tear away.
The dream stripping her of her inhibitions, Faith opened her mouth to
tell Buffy she was really there…
…only to find herself
looking at the cracked ceiling of her hotel room -- alone. At the same moment across town, Buffy also
awoke to find herself back in her own room – alone.
Fuck.
“Fuck.”
TBC
A/N: As far as I know, Buffy and Faith only had
the one shared dream when Faith was in a coma – so having neither one of them
knowing what was going on didn’t seem farfetched.
Hope you all liked it – so
if you did (or didn’t) let me know!
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