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Holding On	By : Buffygirl Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 2911 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fucking Cordelia. Was she serious? Skanky whore?
“What were you thinking?” She said, coming up from behind me.
“I am warning you Cordy, you probably should not be this close to me right now.”
“Oh save it, Faith. I’m not scared of you.”
I sat down on the couch.
Gunn rounded the corner, “okay, there is some strange chick sneaking out the back door. Anyone know…” he stopped when he saw me, “Whoa, Faith…didn’t see you there.”
Angel rounded the corner right after them. Great, a fun little meeting. “Faith, is that girl…” he trailed off. I guess my look of death stopped him.
“She slept in another room,” I looked around at the eyes staring at me, “If anyone cares.” Fuck it. I didn’t have to explain myself to anyone.
Fred came in on the phone. She smiled at me and waved. “I understand. Yeah, I am sorry. I really am. I will look into it from this end.” She looked at me again and frowned a bit, “I won’t. I will do whatever I can.”
Everyone was watching her, and she lowered her voice and moved to the hallway. She forgot I had slayer hearing. “I wish it hadn’t happened that way, but I understand the need to keep it secret. I won’t say anything to anyone but Wesley. No, not to Angel either. He won’t. Wes owes me. I promise. As soon as I get off the phone, I’ll start researching.” She paused for a minute and I thought she’d walked off, “I’m so sorry. Yeah, she’s still…” her voice trailed off.
Angel sat next to me. “What’s going on?”
I shrugged at him. I didn’t really feel like being all share-y with everyone. Truthfully, I just wanted to go back to sleep. I got up.
“Nope,” he said, putting his hand on my shoulder and pulling me back down. “So… what’s going on?”
I stared at him.
“Well,” Cordy started. “We just got off the phone with Buffy and Willow.”
Angel turned to her. “And what did they say?”
Cordy shrugged, “Not much. Something’s going on.” She looked at me. “They wouldn’t say what. But I don’t know… I think it was bad.”
Angel looked worried. I couldn’t blame him. He… well, he had a thing for the blonde. Ha. Who am I kidding? He looked at me.
I shrugged, “then she told them I came here with a ‘skanky whore,’ and Willow told me to stay here.”
“Yeah, about that…”
I bent over and took a breath. “She was… well, I mean I didn’t… Never mind. We didn’t do anything.”
“So she was just here?” Angel asked.
“Ugh. I met her outside of a club. There was a fanger. I saved her. She was scared. She bought me some drinks. Brought me back here. She offered more. I declined. I gave her a room. End of story. And then Queen C over here told B that I came back with a skanky whore. So you all need to make room, cause it looks like I’m staying for a while.”
Angel gave Cordy a look.
“Okay, first of all,” she said. “You were all over her.” I started to protest, but she held up her hand, “You were. If you don’t recall, I gave her a room. And I pulled her off you. And I locked your dumbass in until this morning.” She stood up, “Ungrateful…” she murmured.
I started to speak when Fred and Wes walked into the room whispering.
“Hello Faith.”
“Wes.” I looked at Fred. “Who were you talking to?”
“Uh…huh?”
“On the phone. Just now. Who were you talking to?”
“No one…oh, look…my phone. Does this thing ever stop ringing?”
Wes turned and looked at her, “… well, yes. I have some things to do. Glad you’re back Faith.”
Seriously? “Seriously? Come back here.”
Angel pulled me down again. Damn it. “Faith what’s going on?”
“I don’t fucking know. That’s what I’ve been trying to say.”
“I think he means what do you know?” Well, thanks Cordelia. I now need an interpreter for English.
“I don’t know. It started about a week ago. Whispering and shit. I walked in and B was crying. Willow was hugging her. “
“It’s going to be okay, isn’t it?”
“We’ll figure it out Buffy,” Willow said.
Faith walked into the room. “What’s going on?”
“‘On’, what are you talking about? Nothing’s going on. All is good, right Buffy? Everything is fine. Why would you think something was going on?”
Faith looked to Buffy and then back and Willow, “You’re crying.”
“Who’s crying? I’m not crying. Buff’s not crying. Right Buffy? Buffy?”
“B?”
Buffy sighed, “Nothing is wrong Faith. Did you have fun?”
“We had a blast,” Kennedy said, coming in the door. “Whoa. Who died?”
Willow stood up, “No one died. Why would you say that? What’s wrong with everyone?”
Kennedy and Faith caught each other’s eyes. “Okay… well, I finally found something I could kick Faith’s ass at.”
Faith punched her on the arm, “Whatever. I grew up in Boston. I told you I suck at surfing.”
Kennedy started laughing. “You should have seen her face the first time she wiped out. Priceless.” She looked around again. “Okay, seriously, who died?”
“B, really? What’s going on? Are you okay?” Faith moved over to her.
Buffy opened and closed her mouth. She wanted to tell her. She really did. She just couldn’t find the words. “It’s fine.”
“It’s fine. Really? Because you and Red have been acting all weird and shit for the past week. It doesn’t seem fine.” She bent down in front of Buffy. “Seriously, B… you can tell me.”

Willow motioned for Kennedy and they backed out of the room.
Buffy touched the top of Faith’s head and stood up. “It’s not anything. I’m tired. You know? I am getting older and stuff.” She giggled a bit. “I’m weary.”
Faith hugged her. “You’re not old, girlfriend. And you’re super hot.”
Buffy’s heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t sure what she was doing. Having Faith back these last few months had been nice. She knew there was something there. She could tell Faith…cared about her. And they had flirted. But that was it. It had taken almost ten years to get to that point. And Buffy didn’t want to blow it. But, she couldn’t talk to Faith about this. She didn’t know what to say.
Faith pulled back and looked Buffy in the eye. “What’s the what, B?”
Buffy sighed a bit, uncomfortable at the space suddenly between them. “I…there’s been some stuff come up. Stuff I need to deal with. I promise, once I get it all straight in my head…”
Faith moved away from her. “So you don’t trust me.”
“No. That’s not it at all.”
“What is ‘it’, then?”
“You have to trust me.”
“That’s rich. You want me to trust you, but you can’t trust me. Wow.” Faith turned and walked away. “Screw it. I’m going to take a shower.”
“Where are you going?”

“Out.”
“Where?” Buffy asked.
Faith walked out the door, “L.A,” She growled walking up the stairs. “Don’t wait up.”
“So you’re staying here?” Angel asked.
Six months. That’s how long I’d been at B’s. One night and I screw it all up. Or she screwed it all up. Why did we keep doing this? “Yeah. I guess I am.”
Cordy rolled her eyes. “Well, you are so not wearing my clothes.”
“No shit, amazon.”
“So…”
Shit I hadn’t thought that far ahead. “Everything’s at B’s.”
Gunn slapped his hands together. “Road trip!”
Jesus Christ.
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