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Seasons of Faith	By : norwalker Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 4355 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Seasons of faith
Chapter 3

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Joyce, Buffy and Faith are gathered at the dining room table at the Summers’ home.
Faith had gone in for testing, and while she did have dyslexia, hers was particularly mild. The doctors had great hope that she would, with the proper remediation program, and support, be able to read close to her potential. This was indeed good news for all involved.
“I hope we’re not gonna make a big deal outta this” Faith says, kind of embarrassed with all the attention she’s been getting lately. While certainly nothing like a wallflower, Faith is not one to play on her…disability.
“But it's kind of a big deal, Faith” Joyce says. “ It makes you special”
“Hmmm…let’s see. I’m a slayer, and a hot super chick” Faith grins. “ I need to be MORE special?”
“Yeah, but it makes things more difficult for you, baby” Buffy says “ I mean with reading and all”
“Gotcha, B. And you were born reading, I guess?” Faith teases Buffy. “Geeze, you ARE smart”
“Faith, you know what I mean” Buffy says, annoyed.
“ Look, B. It just means I have to learn a different way of reading. Same as you had to learn to read when you were young. I just get to do it now, rather than it being done already” Faith says.” I’m not saying it’s gonna be anything like easy, but it doesn’t make me like stupid or anything”
“No one said you’re stupid, Faith” Buffy says, maybe a little defensively
“ You guys are acting like…I don’t know…look… I was born with this, like some people get a sixth toe. It’s a glitch, that’s all…at least that’s how I see it. Treating me like …I dunno…less than human, pisses me a bit” Faith says, seriously.
“No one thinks of you that way, Faith.” Joyce says. “ Just you’re ‘glitch’ makes you special”
“God. Everybody is “special”. No one is alike. I’m still Faith…this doesn’t make me different. It just part of what makes me … me. Just like Buffy’s beautiful hazel eyes are part of what makes her… her. See?” Buffy blushes prettily.
“ Hey, Faith… you think maybe you can get one of those blue stickers now…for the cool parking spots?” Buffy jokes.
“Don’t think so, B. Those are for people with mobility issues” Faith laughs.
“Buffy! Faith! Really!” Joyce says, a little shocked.
“Mrs. Summers, I’m not making fun of people with mobility issues. It’s a joke. On me. And frankly, I prefer people joke about this. Not treat it like…taboo. I’m not different, I’m not special, except for who I already am. I don’t feel sorry for myself, and anyone who feels sorry for me, annoys me. Ok?” Faith says.
Both the Summers’ women nod. Thinking maybe they are making Mt. Rushmore outta molehills. A little, anyway.
“Good, if we’re done talking, I’m raiding the fridge” Faith says. “ Joyce always has the best goodies on hand. Way to bribe, Joyce” Faith jokes, and Joyce laughs.
“Then, I got an appointment with Dr. Morgan, who’s gonna help me hook up with Sunnydale’s specialists on Dyslexia. Get the help I need reading and all”
Faith gets up and heads for the kitchen. Buffy follows her, and encircles Faith’s waist with her arms. She pulls her close and whispers in her ear “ You know I’m proud of you, don’t you?”
Faith turns in Buffy’s arms and says “ You know I’m horny for you, don’t you” She chuckles, and gives Buffy’s butt a little squeeze. Buffy squeals.
Faith pulls Buffy close, and gives her a hot little kiss.
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Far, far away from Sunnydale, a phone rings.
The man sitting behind the desk picks it up, and speaks into the phone. He has a discussion with the caller, and then hangs up.
Quentin Travers has not forgotten Sunnydale. Or the slayer situation. Or one Faith DeMarco.
He picks up Faith’s file, and reads it over. He is quite pleased with some of the tidbits about Ms. DeMarco. Things that will help him in his quest to bring the slayer situation back under council control… where it belongs.
One out-of-control slayer in Sunnydale is not good. Not good at all
Two are unacceptable.
Since the slayer line now runs through Faith, she of course must be either brought under control(not likely) or eliminated.
Ms. Summers, as long as she remains out of the way, can remain active. Until later, at least. When they have a new slayer, fully under the Council’s influence. Then maybe Ms. Summers will have some unfortunate luck. Time will tell.
For now, Faith is the important one. She is the one that must be…handled.
Plans are ready to be set into motion. Once they have started, and if all goes as planned, Ms. DeMarco will be forced into Rogue status. Once she is classified a rogue slayer, Special Ops can be brought in to bring her back to England. Where she can be properly dealt with.
This is a war. In war, there are casualties. It’s unfortunate, but as he had told Rupert Giles, one cannot let one’s emotions cloud their judgment. All must be sacrificed for the greater good, no matter the personal cost
Quentin Travers rubs over the fingers that Faith broke last spring. He touches the scar on his lip where she hit him with the pommel of the knife she had.
Indeed, it's critical to keep one’s judgment clear.
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“Oz is a beast!”
Buffy is really angry. She has never seen her friend so miserable, and she clearly blames Oz for the situation.
“!?! Buffy?!?” Willow says, tears in her eyes, voice angry and sad at the same time.
Buffy comes over and sits on Willow’s bed next to her. She puts an arm around her shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Will. I meant to say, he’s a creep for doing this. For all of this mess. I wasn’t making fun of his wolfiness”
The whole situation was a mess. Ever since that wolf bitch Veruca had shown up. Willow picked up on the attraction between her and Oz, but had tried to sublimate it, hide it away, and deny it to herself. But last week, when Willow went to release Oz from his cage, she had found Veruca and Oz in the cage, naked. And it had all gone downhill from there. Later that day, Veruca had trapped Willow in the science lab, and had nearly killed her. Fortunately, Oz had shown up and stopped it. By killing Veruca in his wolf form… and attacking Willow. It was fortunate that Buffy had shown up in time…or…well, we don’t want to think of that. She had managed to subdue Wolf-Oz. But the damage was way past done. A few days later, Oz had left. Saying that Willow had been heartbroken was so totally an understatement, that it isn’t worthy of mentioning(ok, I mentioned it anyway). And now Willow was going through the pain and grieving alone. And Buffy so totally didn’t like it.
“Buffy? When does it stop? Stop hurting so much?” Willow asks, the pain etched on her face. She knows Buffy has been thru this before.
“Will… I don’t know. There’s no set time. You have to go through it. It’ll get better, I promise” Buffy says, trying to comfort her friend the best she can, but knows it gives little comfort.
“God, Buffy. I can’t … I just can’t stand this pain” She cries. Buffy’s heart breaks for her friend. She pulls Willow’s head to her shoulder, and strokes her hair. Willow clings to her, needing the comfort of a warm person, being held.
Buffy has to make a decision. Willow being alone right now is not good. The pain may make her do something foolish. At least, if she were close, Buffy could help her, keep an eye on her. Being alone could lead Willow to do something foolish, rash … or fatal. She could never forgive herself if something happened to Willow, and she could have prevented it.
“Will?” Buffy asks
“Buffy?” Willow says. She’s too much in pain to say much more.
“Will… I want you to come stay with us. Me and Faith. I don’t like the idea of you being here alone” Buffy says.
Willow shakes her head “ No, Buffy…I…I .. don’t want to intrude. That…that’s just not right” Willow replies.
Buffy makes a noise. “ Will, it’s not an intrusion. Geeze. You’re my best bud. I want to be close if you need me.”
“Shouldn’t you ask F...F...Faith first?” Willow asks through her tears. She really doesn’t want to be in the way.
“ Faith won’t mind. She wouldn’t want you alone, anyway. And we have that extra bedroom. Someone might as well use it. Why not you? Be good to have my best friend close at hand. Like we can talk and all…right?” Buffy smiles at Willow.
“R…R…Really?” Willow asks.
“ Of course, Will. It’ll be great. Trust me” Buffy says, hugging her friend.
She hopes so, anyway.
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Faith comes home from class, to find Buffy, Willow and a lot of boxes and suitcases in the living room. She is a little puzzled … what’s going on here, anyway?
“ Hey…ummm…what’s up?” Faith asks, watching Will and Buffy moving stuff into the spare bedroom.
“Hey, baby” Buffy says, cheerily. “ No big. Will’s moving in”
HUH?
“She…is?” Faith asks. She’s not so sure she’s crazy about this situation.
“It…it’s ok, isn’t it, Faith?” Willow asks. Her face looks lost and sad. Faith feels for the redhead…sigh.
“Yeah…sure, Red. No big, like B said” Faith smiles. But her smile isn’t all that happy.
Faith pitches in, and starts helping get Willow’s stuff squared away… at least out of the living room. But all the time she’s doing it, she is thinking “ Buffy and I have to have a little talk about this.” Talk …hmmmm. They finally get the stuff put away…well… out of the living room, at least. Faith calls out to Buffy
“B. Sweetie” Faith says. “ Can you and I have a little chat?”
“In a little while, Ok? I want to get Will settled in and her clothes unpacked” Buffy calls out from ‘Will’s’ room.
Faith shrugs, and settles on the couch.
Somehow, she knows this is gonna be a long night.
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Faith wakes with a start.
Damn, I musta dozed off. She looks at her watch. Midnight? What the hell? Aren’t they done yet? She walks over to Willow’s door, but sees it’s shut. Ok…she listens, and hears Willow softly weeping behind it, and Buffy comforting her. She sighs. Well.. I guess no talking is happening tonight. She walks into Her and Buffy’s room, and sits on the edge of the bed. She starts to unlace her boots, and her mind is going over what happened.
Exactly what DID happen, anyway? When did we agree on Willow moving in? Did I miss that conversation? I musta, cause it was one hell of a surprise seeing Red and her stuff in the living room this evening. And it was already a done deal. I mean, what? I’m gonna say “ Get out?”. Especially to Red, B’s best friend? Who was crying? Well, almost. But am I being a biotch wanting to be clued in on these little changes in the living arrangements beforehand? I must be, cause I’m feeling like one. Thinking this way. Wait a minute, don’t I get a say around here? Ok, B’s mom is picking up the rent… but I’m busting my ass paying the rest. Shouldn’t I get a small say? Or at least, be told what’s happening?
Faith kicks away the first boot, and starts on the second one.
And to top it, my dear little blind blonde slayer doesn’t even see that Will has a major league crush on her. God. Look, don’t get me wrong. I love my B. my darling little blonde. She makes my blood boil, my heart pump, and my tummy get all tingly. But she can be extraordinarily blind when it comes to seeing how people feel. About her anyway. I mean, I saw it like 30 seconds after meeting Red. She worships Buffy. It’s sorta cute, in a way. But it’s also dangerous. Real dangerous. Especially when we’re sharing the same roof. And she is grieving over Oz. And needy. And with Buffy being such a sweet, loving friend. I know… my eyes are turning green here. I’m imagining all sorts of crap. But I can’t help it. This is Buffy here. Remember Angel? What a time I had with that one? God, if …ok, Faith. Chill pill. This is nuts. Nothing has happened. Nothing WILL happen. I gotta stop being so insecure and start trusting. Buffy wouldn’t cheat on me. Red is a good girl, she wouldn’t do that. I’m getting major paranoia, for no good reason.
Faith kicks off the other boot. She starts to undress, getting ready for bed.
So, why can’t I just let it go? Why does my heart scream “ This is ALL WRONG. SO VERY WRONG?” Why do I feel my heart is gonna be sinking to my toes? Cause I’m an idiot. I still after all this time believe that B would choose me, over everyone else. I get this voice saying “ Why do you think you’re so special that the greatest woman walking would want you?” Sigh. I’m such an insecure stupid bitch.
Faith slips under the covers.
Where is my cuddle baby anyway? I need my cuddle, bad.
At that moment, Buffy walks into the room. She looks tired, but is smiling.
“ Hi, Baby. I’m sorry, I know you wanted to talk. But Will was in a bad way. I hope you’re ok?” Buffy says. She quickly undresses and joins Faith under the covers.
“ I'm great now, honey” Faith says, cuddling up to Buffy. She sighs contentedly.
Everything’s gonna be fine. I know it is.
I just know it.
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