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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 22

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“SPIKE!!!”

Buffy looks at the bleach blonde vampire. Ok, maybe look is too mild a term. Mouth open in utter surprise might be closer. Per usual, he has his trademark grin, leaning against a wall… in the shadow. His lighter flicks, flames and he lights a cig.

“So, slayer. Having a little party and didn’t invite me? Must say I’m a bit hurt” Spike mocks.

“What’re you doing here, Spike?” Buffy asks.

“Well, you know me. Always up for a bit o’ rough and tumble. Here things could get fun” Spike says, enjoying the moment.

“How did you know we were here?” Buffy is puzzled.

“Well, B, actually, that would be me” Faith says, from behind her.” I kinda let him know where we were”

Buffy looks at Faith, the question in her face.

“B… we can use all the help we can get. Even the undead kind” She smiles. “ I admit Fang Jr. here…” Spike winces at the nickname. Faith continues “…isn’t exactly my idea of Boy Toy of the year, but he’s ok in a fight.”

“Just ok, pet? Maybe we should go a few, just to educate you a bit?” Spike asks, mocking the dark slayer.

“Bring it on, Bleach Boy. Ready anytime you are. Brought my Hoover, just in case” Faith toys with him.

“Knock it off… both of you” Buffy growls. Buffy turns to Spike.

“This isn’t some little dash and slash, Spike. Apocalypse time, here. I thought maybe after the last one, you would like to sit this one out” After all they’ve been through, she considers Spike a good friend. Seeing him die once was one time too many.

“ Look, Buffy. Did you really think I could just sit back and watch you put yourself on the line again? Ok, I admit. I wanted to, but this damned soul I have wouldn’t let me. Bloody rot, it is. Ah, well, whatcha gonna do? Anyway, Faith called me to let me know where this little tea party was happening, and I came out. Admit, driving through the desert not my favorite pastime… but I’m here now, might as well use me, don’t you think?” Spike has lost his grin. He’s serious now.

Buffy sighs, but she’s so not on board with this “ Fine” She spits out, before she turns and storms off. Another thing to worry about, she thinks.

“She doesn’t seem to pleased to see me” Spike notes.

“ Give her time, she’ll get used to it. I better catch up with her. “ Faith says. She starts to follow after Buffy.

“Oh, and Spike? I know you have a soul and everything… but t let let me catch you sampling any of the locals? Ok? Or I’m gonna have to dust you… or sic a few hundred slayers on you” Faith shoots back at him.

“Bloody hell, Faith, you take all the fun out of it” Spike grins.

He watches as the younger slayer walks away. His eyes turn serious and take on a harder expression.

He doesn’t have a good feeling about this

Not at all.

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“a time to keep silence, and a time to speak”

“B…Wait up…WAIT UP… B… C’mon , B… Slow down!” Faith calls after the retreating form of Buffy.

Buffy halts. But her body language is not saying “hi, really happy to talk now”. She waits for Faith to catch up, clenching and unclenching her fists.

“’K Faith, why?” Buffy asks, not turning around.

“ Look, B. Thought we could use every bit of help we could get. We’re going up against something pretty tough here.” F exp explains, not liking talking to Buffy’s back. “ Mind turning ‘round so I can see you?”

Buffy doesn’t turn. “ Didn’t you think might be a good idea to talk to me before bringing him onboard?” She asks.

“Ummm… why? I mean, haven’t you been telling me ‘Faith, make decisions, I’ll back you. Trust me. So, I do. And what? Where’s the backing?” Faith is beginning to get a little pissed. “Dammit, B. Turn around. Making me talk to your back is just rude!”

Buffy turns around. Her expression is grim “This is different, Faith.”

“How’s that, B?” Faith asks, feeling her irritation growing.

“ You and me? We’re stuck with this. As are the slayers. I’m not real happy having Dawn and Will involved. Though doesn’t seem I have any choice there. And Giles. He’s not exactly commando material. I was trying to keep out anyone that didn’t need to be involved. If I had a choice, you wouldn’t be here either” She states.

“Wha-aa-at?” Faith asks, not at all liking that one.

Buffy colors a little “ That didn’t come out right. I meant, I love you being here. I just wish you didn’t have to be here, that I could protect you from this. All of you”

“Now, Spike is in the mix again. I was trying to avoid that. He died last time. It… hurt. I mean…Ok, that was then…things were different. We’re not like we were. But, I still have affection for him. And I don’t want to watch him die, again. Or you. Or Willow, or Dawnie. Or Giles. Hell, even Kenny.” Buffy’s voice has lost its harshness… it's tone is sad, if anything.

Faith comes up to Buffy, and takes her hand. She smiles, but it’s sad, not happy “ There you go again, B. Trying to save the world, and everyone in it, all by yourself. Trying to protect everyone, even if it costs you…everything.” Faith’s voice is gentle, but determined. “Well, News Flash, lil St. Buffy. We’re not going for it. Sorry. You can’t keep me, or Will, or Dawnie, or Giles outta this if you tied us down. And Spike? He was hurt…which really weirds me out…not used to this souled Vamp thing…but he was hurt that you tried to keep him out. You say you don’t wanna watch us die. Well, same here, Girlfriend. We don’t wanna watch you die, either. And frankly, we aint gonna. You got us, your stuck with us. Get over it.”

Buffy’s face has changed. It’s lost its grimness, its hard set. It’s the little girl face, vulnerable and sad… the one that makes Faith’s heart melt like butter in a frying pan. “ I’m sorry, Faith” She says, voice low.

Faith come over to Buffy, and encircles her waist with her arms. She smiles a small smile, and growls playfully “Well, you better damned well be”. Faith can’t seem to stay mad at Buffy for more than…oh…5 seconds at a time. She pulls the blonde slayer closer, and whispers in her ear.

“B, honey. We know you love us, and want to help us, and protect us. How ‘bout, you let us love, and help, and protect you back?”

Buffy doesn’t reply with words. She just puts her arms around Faith’s neck, and pulls her into a tender, loving kiss.

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“…a time to heal”

Willow approaches the door, and hesitates.

She is not sure she really wants to face her. But she has to. And, she has to give her this charm she made for her.

She just wishes it wasn’t so bad between them. Hadn’t gone so wrong. But that was past now, and she still cares about her, cares deeply that she be safe. She knocks on the door.

“Come in” the voice says, a bit distracted.

Willow enters.

Kennedy is reading over some final preps she is doing for her troops. When she looks up, and sees Willow, she jumps to her feet. She feels… awkward, shy… and sad.

“Hey, Will.” She smiles, but it’s more a smile of nostalgia

“Hey, Kenny” Willow replies. She sees how Kennedy has changed. This is not the brash, overconfident Kenny she knew. This one is more… reserved, more thoughtful. Something in her wishes she had gotten to see this Kenny before… it happened.

“So, what can I do for you, Will?” Kennedy asks. It’s painful for her to see Willow…and not be allowed to hold her.

“ I brought this for you” Willow replies, holding up the charm.

“What’s this?” Kennedy asks. A little trace of that old smile of her breaks out briefly on her face.

“It’s for protection. To help keep you safe in the battle, Kenny. Its not much, but it might help” Willow says, finding herself smiling fondly at the slayer.

“Will… I… thanks…I… don’t know what else to say” Kennedy says. She is overwhelmed by her emotions.

The pain, and guilt of their breakup comes rushing back to Kennedy. If only… if only. If only she had been stronger. If only she hadn’t given into a moment of weakness. But she did. And she lost everything that meant anything to her.

“You don’t have to say anything, Kenny. I… still care about you. Care for you. I want to help keep you safe, in my own way” Willow says.

When Willow had come home that day, unexpectedly, and found Kennedy in bed with that other woman, it was like a knife had cut through her guts. They’d had a bitter fight, saying things, awful things, that couldn’t be taken back. Kennedy had packed and left the next day.

The next six months had been the bitterest of Willow’s life. Buffy was in England, and couldn’t be with her to help. Her friends were all far away. She had to face this alone, get through it alone. She had come out stronger, but there were times the ache was still there, still hurt so badly. Dawn had been the first one to break through her shell. To get closer to her, to touch her in her heart. She was still aching , between Buffy and Kennedy… but she knew someday Dawn would be a part of her life. If she had any say in it, that is.

But that didn’t change the fact that somewhere in Willow, affection…even a small measure of love, resided for Kennedy. And that was why she was here tonight.

Kennedy turned away. Her eyes were misting over, and she didn’t want Willow to see it. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

“ Kenny, I…wanted you to know that I still care about you, despite what happened between us. I can’t forget what you did, but I do forgive you. What we had… I don’t think that can ever be again. But, I still feel … something for you. So, I wanted you to have this”

“I’m sorry, Will” Kennedy says, her voice trembling, “ I’ve had lots and lots of time to think of what I did. I regret what I did, I regret what I said after. But mostly, Will, I regret hurting you. For that, I can’t forgive myself” Kennedy’s voice goes almost to a whisper at the last, and it's thick with emotion.

“Turn around, please, Kenny” Willow asks. Kennedy faces her, her face scrunched, the tears falling. Willow’s heart goes out to her. She no longer hates her, only feels regret and sadness. She walks over, and gently brushes away the tears.

“Shhh, shhh Kenny” Willow says, and takes her into a comforting embrace.

“Kenny, I forgave you. It’s time you forgave yourself. It’s time you move on. I have, you should too” Willow holds her, trying to comfort her.

When Kennedy has calmed, Willow gently breaks the embrace. She walks to the door, and turns.

“ Be safe, Kenny. Don’t take any foolish chances. There’s a lot more of your life to live yet.”

With that Willow turns, and leaves the room.

Kennedy watches her leave. She has nothing more she can say.

She continues to stare at the door, her hand unconsciously fingering the protection charm.

And she cries.

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“a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing”

Buffy and Faith lay spooned under the sheets, basking in the afterglow of lovemaking

They are looking at each other, searching , burning into each others memory every detail they can about each other.

They know this is the last night they will be together before the battle.

Their lovemaking had been of a different quality tonight. It was not deeply passionate, or fiery, or rough. It was gentle, soft…but more born out of compassion and need. A need to touch each other, everywhere. Trying with their fingers and lips to burn the feel, the taste of each other deep into their minds. Every texture, every smell became important. Their eyes locked for a long time, trying desperately to read each other’s soul.

They had fear. Fear that this could be the last time they ever were together like this. They both tried to shove away the thought, the pain to intense for either of them. But it kept coming back.

Their lovemaking had been nearly silent, only the tiny gasps, the heavy breathing being heard. It was as if they didn’t want to waste any energy on sound, because all the other senses had to be satisfied.

And when the were done, sated at last, they held each other. Held onto each other as if it were the last time.

When they drifted into sleep, they each spoke the only words to pass between them since they started.

“ I love you” Buffy murmured.

“I love you “ Faith murmured.

And their eyes closed on the night.

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The next day, the final day before the battle that evening, was spent moving everyone to the staging grounds. It was located some 25 miles outside of town, on the edge of the Badwater salt flats. It was a struggle moving that many people, along with their equipment and supplies. Towards mid afternoon, everything was ready. They were at the spot. They now just had to wait for night, when the opposition was due to appear.

Buffy, Faith, Kennedy and a small squad of the slayers had done recon on the area a few days prior. Even then, the mystical energy surrounding this place had been palpable. It was intense, and it was dark. Buffy hadn’t let anyone step on the field that day. They didn’t know what might happen, and she wasn’t about to lose anyone finding out. They found an area that was reasonably safe to group the trucks, people and weapons. But no one had actually stepped onto the flats.

Everyone was assigned multiple weapons, which ranged from swornd and axes and knives, to RPG’s, flamethrowers, and rocket launchers.(Don’t even ask where they got those). All were assigned to squad leaders, and they were told to stand down until the battle was started.

Willow came to Dawn, Buffy and Faith, and gave each of them an Amulet to wear. Each , though similar in shape, had a different rune on it. The runes stood for each of their elements in the prophecy. She said they were an intricate part of the spell, and in case they needed to do the Sealing spell, they had best have these already. She had prepared the rest of the ingredients in advance, and had them secured in a place nearby.

Nervousness and excitement permeated the air. No more so, than with the Chosen Two. They moved off a bit, and found a place to be alone for a few minutes. They sat, side by side, watching the sun start to set. They sat silently, holding hands. Neither wanting to break the spell… hoping somehow they could freeze time here forever. Finally, as the sun was just a sliver on the horizon, Faith spoke.

“Nervous, B?”

“ That doesn’t even begin to cover it” Buffy replied. She squeezed Faith’s hand.

They sat silent for a moment, then Faith asked “ If you could be anywhere right now, B., where would it be?”

Buffy thought for a moment, then replied “ Anywhere but here. And you with me”

Faith smiled.

She stood up, and pulled Buffy up with her.

“ Lets go. We have some troops to rally”

Hand in hand, the slayers moved to the staging area.

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They stood before the Slayers, each a bit nervous.

This was a first for both of them, and they weren’t known for their public speaking skills.

But they knew they had to say something to fire up the women, so they did their best. Buffy started.

“We’re going into a big battle, guys. Probably the biggest of our lives. It’s gonna be tough. But we can do this. You’re the best of the best, the cream of the slayers. I know you’re nervous. So am I. But once the battle begins, it’ll pass. Just let your training, what you’ve been working for all these years, carry you. Fight hard. Fight as a team. We’re gonna win. We’re gonna get through this. I know I can count on you all to give it your best. That’s all I ask…” Faith interrupts her.

“B… I love you, but your losing them.”

“Hey…You all ready?” She shouts. They shout back “ YEAH!!!!”

“LETS DO THIS… LETS KICK SOME DEMON BUTT!!!!”

The women cheer…and they move off as a group to join the battle.
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