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Silent Voices
Chapter 3
Buffy leaned looking out her window, staring out at nothing. She was remembering the dream from the night before, and wondered what it meant. Had it just been her subconscious trying to overcome the inner turmoil she’d been going through…or was it a Slayer dream? It had just been so real.
Faith had felt so real.
Buffy was torn between hoping that the kiss had been real and admitting the reality that Faith couldn’t have entered her dreams. Even if she had, why would she want to kiss her after Buffy had confessed to killing her Watcher? The blonde Slayer groaned and leaned her forehead on the windowsill.
Why does my life have to be so complicated?
“Hey Pip!”
Buffy’s head shot up and she stared in shock at the grinning face of Sam. She had been so engrossed in her thoughts, that she hadn’t heard Sam making her way up the tree outside her window. Buffy backed away and let the older women in the room, who promptly started to give herself the grand tour, smirking softly as she flopped down on the bed and held Mr. Gordo.
“I can’t believe you’ve kept this.”
[You gave him to me, didn’t you?] Buffy signed, amused by her friend’s antics. Joyce made her way out of her bedroom, and the two girls tensed at the sound of the approaching footsteps, but relaxed when they grew distant as Joyce headed down stairs.
[Weren’t we going to meet in the library?] Buffy asked, sitting down on the end of the bed.
“I got bored,” Sam said with a shrug and sat up on the bed, and nodded towards the door, “Your mom know that I’m in town?”
Buffy lowered her head and shook her head slowly. To say that Joyce didn’t like Sam would be an understatement…especially taking into account the restraining order. The Slayer looked up and signed, [But she’s really mellowed since she found out that I’m a Slayer. Maybe she won’t still be mad at you.]
Sam looked sceptical but didn’t contradict Buffy; secretly hoping the older woman wasn’t as uptight as she remembered, especially since Sam had no intention of leaving any time soon.
“Anyways…how about we sneak out before your mom catches us?” Sam grinned mischievously, jumping off the bed and leaning against the wall by the window. Buffy looked at Sam, and then at the door (imaging Joyce downstairs cooking breakfast), and then back to Sam – indecision written on her face. But an answering grin crossed Buffy’s face and she quickly wrote a short note to her mom and the two headed out the window.
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Faith headed towards the school, her stomach tight with tension. She kept playing the dream over and over again in mind. Remembering in great detail the kiss that she and Buffy and shared – and thoughts of doing it again, repeatedly. Unfortunately, the dark Slayer had no idea if the other Slayer even remembered the kiss, or if she thought it was all a dream.
As she walked through downtown Sunnydale, Faith casually looked through the window of the local coffee shop. She stopped as she recognized the laughing face of her sister slayer…sitting across from Sam. Buffy was moving her hands animatedly, a huge smile on her face. Faith cautiously opened her end of the Slayer connection and felt the feelings of happiness and contentment coming from her sister Slayer.
Angrily, she shut the connection down and stalked off.
What did I fucking expect? It was nothing more than a dream.
Faith walked aimlessly until she found herself in front of the high school. With an internal shrug, she made her way to the library. Opening the door, she was surprised to find Joyce Summers talking with Giles.
“Hey,” Faith said, and two serious faces turned towards her.
“Faith, have you seen Buffy?” Joyce asked anxiously, and Faith blinked in surprise. Unsure of how to answer, she hedged and asked, “Why?”
“Apparently, Sam isn’t allowed to visit Buffy,” Giles said slowly, obviously still trying to understand the situation himself and glanced at Joyce in bewilderment. Faith echoed Giles confusion by going, “Huh?”
Joyce anxiously worked her hands together.
“There was an…incident, while she was baby-sitting Buffy when she was twelve, and we had a restraining placed that prevented from coming within five hundred feet of Buffy,” Joyce said firmly, clearly stating with her tone that she wasn’t planning on discussing the specifics of the incident. Faith frowned at the news; as much as she didn’t like Sam, she was the only one to get Buffy out of the funk she had been in since she left the hospital. Not to mention Sam was the only one who understood sign language.
“It might be best if we allowed Sam to continue to visit Buffy. She is, after all, the only person Buffy knows who can understand her when she uses sign language,” Giles said quietly, hoping to prevent a confrontation with the irritated mother who was currently pacing back and forth. Joyce stopped and looked at her daughter’s Watcher in confusion.
“What do you mean? Buffy doesn’t know sign language.”
Giles was silent for a moment, having forgotten that Joyce didn’t know that Buffy could use sign language.
“From what Buffy has told us, Sam was the one who taught her sign language.”
Joyce continued to look confused as she answered; “But Sam only babysat Buffy three times…how could Buffy had learned sign language in that short period of time?”
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Buffy laughed as Sam described some of her professors. The older girl had almost no respect for authority figures unless they proved to her that they knew what they were talking about. Of course, if she had more respect for authority the two of them wouldn’t have become friends.
“So, Pip, what’s going between you and the hot brunette?” Sam asked mischievously, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Buffy blushed and looked down at her muffin. She was really regretting telling Sam about her crush on Faith.
[Nothing, we’re just friends.] Buffy denied, trying to ignore the blush on her face. Sam just smirked.
“And I guess your such good friends that Faith looked like she was going to punch my lights out when I leered at you,” she said sarcastically, once again wondering how dense her blonde friend could be – especially now that she was looking at her with a bewildered expression.
[No she didn’t.]
“Oh, come one, you must have some clue that she has the hots for you.”
Buffy hesitated for a moment before shaking her head, but Sam had noticed it.
“Ooo, there’s something you’re not telling me,” she said in a singsong voice, which caused Buffy to giggle. Buffy sighed and decided to spill.
[Well, last night I had this dream with Faith in it. Not that kind of dream!] Buffy signed, noticing the knowing look on Sam’s face, and continued. [I showed what happened the night Merrick died, and she got this look of horror on her face. I told her I didn’t want her to hate me, and then she kissed me.]
“From the smile on your face, I’d guess that was one hell of a kiss,” Sam remarked, eyeing her friend carefully. She may not know everything about being a Slayer, but Buffy had told her about the Slayer dreams she’s had. Could that really have been Faith?
Buffy’s smile faded and she looked around – having thought she felt Faith for a moment but she was nowhere to be seen. She turned back to Sam.
[But it was only a dream. It wasn’t real. Faith doesn’t see me in that way.]
Sam snorted but didn’t comment. She knew from years of experience that Buffy could be extremely stubborn and there would be no way to convince her that Faith liked her without physical proof.
“So what do you want to do now?” Sam asked, changing to subject. Buffy thought for a moment.
[We should head to the library and check in with Giles. Make sure the end of the world isn’t going to happen before we make plans.]
Sam nodded sagely as she left money on the table.
“Always good to check for the end of the world – wouldn’t want to spend your last day studying or something equally boring.”
The made their way to the school, and Buffy frowned as she thought she saw her mom’s Jeep parked in the school parking lot.
But why would mom be at school? It must be my imagination.
Sam was about to open the library doors when Buffy caught her hand. The older girl looked questioningly at Buffy, who put a finger to her lips and listened. That was definitely her mom’s voice she was hearing.
“…learned sign language in that short period of time?”
“From what I’ve gathered, Buffy and Sam have been in contact for the last three years,” Giles replied.
Buffy swore mentally, and mouthed ‘mom’ to Sam, who also cursed silently. Buffy looked at the library doors and debated whether she really wanted to deal with her mom right then. Sam made the decision for her and dragged her away. They had made it across the parking lot and hid behind some trees as they saw Joyce storm out of the school and drive away. Buffy wondered briefly what her mom had told Giles, but knowing her mom she probably had kept tight lipped about ‘the incident’.
“I can’t believe your mom is so uptight about a couple kisses,” Sam groaned.
[You were fifteen and I was only twelve. Not to mention we’re both girls and you were my babysitter. And that was not a couple of kisses, that was a full make-out session]
“Still, you would think I had raped you from the way your parents reacted! I can’t believe they actually got a restraining order, not that it stopped me from seeing you, of course,” she said as she collapsed under a tree. Buffy followed suit and leaned against her.
[And mom wonders why I didn’t tell her about being a Slayer.]
Sam chuckled softly then grew quiet.
“I am sorry, though…about what happened.”
[It wasn’t your fault.]
“Yeah, it kinda was. I mean, you were only twelve, and even though you liked me I still should have waited. At least your parents kept what happened from getting around.”
This time it was Buffy’s turn to be quiet.
[I never told anyone what happened, but I don’t want you to think I was ashamed of what happened. I really did like you, and wanted to kiss you.]
“Pip, if that’s the case…why haven’t you ever dated any other girls?” Sam asked, wishing that she didn’t have to look at the younger girl to ‘hear’ her answer.
[I haven’t wanted to. Until Faith, that is.] Buffy shrugged. Sam regarded Buffy for a moment.
“What happened three years ago isn’t keep you from telling Faith about your feelings, is it?”
Buffy thought for a moment, and then sighed.
[Maybe a little. The last time I kissed a girl, it ended in a spectacular firework of failure.]
Sam clutched her chest in horror.
“Ah! You wound my kissing ego!” Laughing as Buffy smacked her slightly
[You know that’s not what I meant!]
Sam stopped laughing and looked at the Slayer seriously.
“Just because it didn’t work between us, that doesn’t mean it won’t work with Faith. You might get hurt, but you’ll regret it if you never try.”
Buffy continued to lean again Sam, letting her words sink in. She looked up and offered Sam a grin.
[How did you get so smart?]
“I’m just drawn that way, baby”
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Faith watched Mrs. Summers storm out of the library, not entirely sure what to think of the situation. She didn’t like Sam – mostly because she was jealous – but the girl seemed to generally care about Buffy. And what was this ‘incident’ that Mrs. S referred to? It couldn’t have been that bad or else why would Buffy still be friends with Sam?
Faith’s mind immediately went into the gutter as she contemplated some of the things the two girls could have been doing that Joyce wouldn’t have improved of.
Buffy isn’t like you, she wouldn’t do that! Faith berated herself, not liking where her mind was taking her.
“That was certainly bracing,” Giles said, breaking the silence. Faith nodded absently, still lost in her thoughts.
“What should we do?” Faith asked, curious what Buffy’s Watcher would do about the situation. The British man turned slightly red, and fiddled with his glasses.
“Perhaps it would be best if we allowed Mrs. Summers and Buffy to work this out between them,” Giles said, “As abrasive as Sam is, I don’t believe she wants to harm Buffy in anyway.”
Faith nodded in reluctant agreement, though making a vow to keep an eye on the other girl. With that thought, she waved good-bye to Giles and headed off in search of the two girls. Having last seen them downtown, she was surprised to hear Sam’s laughter coming from the park across from the school. Making sure to keep the Slayer connection firmly closed, Faith snuck up on the pair. Being careful as to not alert Buffy to her presence, she only caught the tail end of their conversion.
“I’m just drawn that way, baby.”
Faith winced as she heard the endearment, and seeing the blonde snuggled comfortably up to the older girl. With Buffy’s back to her, Faith couldn’t tell what she was signing – though even if she could she doubted she would be able to understand. Faith had started studying sign language – learning a few important phrases – but she didn’t know nearly enough to carry on a conversation. With a start, Faith realized what Buffy had meant when she had called Willow’s efforts to learn sign language slow.
“So you’re going to do it?” Sam asked in a firm tone. Buffy signed something and Sam suddenly bounded to her feet with a grin on her face.
“Good! Now let’s go shopping. We need to find you something sexy for the date.”
Faith felt her heart stop.
Buffy and Sam were going on a date.
TBC
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