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The Rogue Slayer	By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 12311 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Buffy forces Faith to sit down so she can wrap her ribs. The slayer being a total bitch and not wanting to leave Tara�s side, after Buffy had literally washed and cleaned Tara�s body, treating all of her wounds and bandaging them before carrying her into the bedroom and settling her under the covers.

�Damn it, Faith!� Buffy growls angrily, shoving the slayer into the chair again as she tries to stand up. �I�ll knock your fucking ass out if you don�t let me look at your ribs and bind them!�

�I�d like to see you fuckin� try.� Faith snarls back into Buffy�s face as she tries to stand again. Grunting in pain as Buffy jabs a finger firmly into her side.

�THERE! Feels good, doesn�t it? Now let me do what I can to help you, then you can lie down with Tara.� Buffy grabs Faith�s chin to make her look up at her. �Please, Faith? Tara would want you to take care of yourself.�

Faith�s jaw clenches and the tears start to come to her eyes again. �I don�t know what to do, B. I�m fuckin� lost. And she�s hurtin�.� Faith�s gaze turns to the door to their bedroom.

�Can�t you heal her, like she did you when you went out to the lake?� Buffy questions, finally wrapping Faith�s ribs and tending to the other cuts and scrapes on the slayer.

�That was a physical healing, B. This is different. There ain�t nothin� in here to tell me what to do.� Faith pokes her head hard, her eyes angry even as the tears continue to flow.

�Would it hurt to try?� Buffy finishes cleaning Faith�s wounds and slowly stands, tossing away the used items and replacing everything back into the first aid kit before shutting it.

�Tomorrow, I�ll take her out to the lake. If I can�t succeed in tapping into her, I�m gonna activate her full powers while we�re out there.� Faith decides, slowly calming down as she settles on a plan of action. �Do you think Mrs. S would mind giving us a lift?�

�Of course not. I�ll call her first thing in the morning.� Buffy makes sure Faith makes it to the bedroom, helping her under the covers, watching as the dark-haired slayer eases up against Tara, burying her face in the blonde�s neck while practically wrapping her body around the elf in a protective and loving gesture.

Slowly turning around, she gently eases the door partially closed before grabbing a two liter of Coke out of the refrigerator and settling on the couch, flipping the television on and turning the sound down. Knowing she won�t get any sleep tonight, worry and adrenalin raging through her won�t allow it.

***

Buffy tilts her head as she hears someone stirring in the bedroom. Hopping off the couch she trots to the door to see Faith gently brushing her fingers through Tara�s hair as she kneels beside the bed, Tara facing her lover. �How is she?�

�Semi-conscious.� Faith looks up a sad smile on her face. �She doesn�t know if it�ll help or not, but she�s willing to let me try to help her.�

�I�ll call mom.� Buffy hurries from the room to grab the phone, punching her number in quickly.

***

�Thirsty.� Tara whispers, closing her eyes as Faith�s fingers stroke tenderly over her.

�I�ll get you some juice.� Faith presses her lips to Tara�s forehead and hurries from the room, grabbing a couple different bottles of juice out of the refrigerator for Tara before striding back in, only half listening as Buffy speaks to her mom to come over as quickly as she can. Gently easing Tara up to a sitting position, Faith slides in behind her, her legs on either side of her lover and opens one of the juices. Holding it up to Tara�s lips as her lover sips on it. �You�re really weak, love.� Faith rests her chin on Tara�s shoulder and wraps her free arm around Tara�s waist.

Tara nods as Faith pulls the juice away. Closing her eyes and relaxing even further against Faith. �How badly are you hurt?�

�Don�t worry about me.� Faith presses her lips to Tara�s shoulder. �I�ll heal, I�m worried about you.�

�And I�m worried about you.� Tara smiles softly.

�Mom will be here in five minutes.� Buffy looks at the two women from the bedroom doorway. �Do you want some help getting dressed?�

Faith slowly nods. �If you don�t mind helping me get Tara dressed, I�d appreciate it.�

�Anything, Faith.� Buffy sorts through the dresser, pulling out clothes.

�Don�t bother with underwear. Just shorts, t-shirt and socks.� Faith orders as she gently shifts from behind Tara, letting the woman lie back down. �No arguing from you either. We�ll just have to end up taking them off anyway.�

Tara quirks her lips at her lover�s words. �You�re going to try to do your own version of sexual healing, huh?�

�Can�t let you have all the fun.� Faith rumbles softly, as she accepts the shorts from Buffy and works the shorts up Tara�s legs as Buffy gently pulls the t-shirt over her lover�s head and threads her arms through the armholes.

�I�ll get the door.� Buffy murmurs as she hears her mom knocking and saying it�s her. Realizing she needs to call Julie as she opens the door, surprised at the sight of the tall woman standing behind her mom.

�She was worried.� Joyce admits quietly. �She showed up at the house first thing this morning and we�ve been waiting to hear from you guys.�

�Sorry.� Buffy motions them into the apartment. �Let me finish helping Faith and Tara.� Buffy hurries back towards the two women�s bedroom, as she hears Faith cursing softly.

�Damn it, Faith! Wait for Buffy to help you.� Tara orders as her lover grabs her ribs as she leans down trying to step into a pair of shorts, almost collapsing on the floor.

�I can fuckin� dress myself.� Faith growls angrily, the fear and worry coalescing itself in anger at her ineptitude to protect the one person in the world she loves more than anything.

Tara feels tears coming to her eyes as her lover�s feelings and thoughts flow through to her. �It�s not your fault I got hurt, Faith. I wasn�t expecting a Warlock.�

�Faith!� Buffy captures the slayer before she falls flat on her face. Gently easing the woman onto the edge of the bed, she snatches the shorts out of her hand and kneels in front of her to pull them up the strong legs. �Damn stubborn bitch.�

�Fuck you, B.� Faith growls.

�You�d like to.� Buffy growls back, though her eyes are twinkling.

�Like you�d know what to do with me.� Faith slowly relaxes, a small smile starting to cross her face.

�She�d run screaming from the apartment and never come back, if she knew what you like.� Tara murmurs, a soft smile on her face. Feeling as weak as a baby, but liking the fact that Buffy was trying to help Faith relax.

�Julie? Can you come in and help Faith out while I carry Tara?� Buffy calls out loudly after sliding Faith�s tennis shoes on and tying them quickly. �What do you need to take?�

�Water, maybe a blanket.� Tara offers, fighting her eyelids as they try and close.

�Sunscreen.� Faith grunts quietly as she slowly stands, looking up at the tall woman coming into her bedroom. �Came to see how fucked up we were, huh?�

�I was hoping nobody was hurt.� Julie winces at the cuts and bruises on Faith�s face and body that the shirt and shorts weren�t covering. Turning her gaze to Tara, she notices the small scratches going up her legs, but not anything else, frowning heavily she glances from one woman to the other.

�Tare�s is a magical hurt.� Faith answers the unspoken question. �I�m gonna see if there�s anythin� I can do to help, and want to go out where I can tap into the earth�s natural healing energy to help.�

�I�ve gathered waters and juices in a cooler. We can pick up something for you to eat and bring it back to you, if you want.� Joyce offers softly, her eyes worried as she takes in the two women.

�Thanks, Mrs. S.� Faith whispers, accepting the arm around her waist as Julie helps her stand.

�Faith?� Buffy questions worriedly.

�She passed out again.� Faith admits, the worry obvious in her voice. �Get us out to the lake, and I�ll hook into the lei-lines and see if I can�t help her without getting physical, or without doing the incantation.�

�Where�s your blankets at?� Joyce questions, hurrying to the closet when Faith points to it. Grabbing down a couple blankets, she heads to the bathroom, looking through the closet until she finds some sunscreen, tossing the items into a bag and following after the young women as they head out of the apartment.

***

�What do we do?� Julie steps back after helping Faith onto the blanket, watching as Joyce takes off jogging back to the Jeep to head back into town and grab food.

�We let Faith do her thing.� Buffy shrugs, wiping her hands on a towel her mom had grabbed at the last minute after coating Tara�s body with the sunscreen. �She�ll try and help Tara this way first, before she goes through her other options.�

Julie slowly follows Buffy as the small woman starts to walk around the lake to the other side, giving the two women their privacy. �What happened?�

Buffy sighs as she slowly comes to a stop in a small clearing. Dropping down onto the ground, feeling the lack of sleep slowly catching up to her, she pats the ground beside her. As Julie settles beside her and wraps her arm around her shoulders, Buffy leans into the taller woman, thankful for her acceptance and caring. Slowly Buffy explains what happened the previous night.

***

Faith sifts through what Tara had done to help her mother, when she was ill and adjusts it slightly as she settles one hand gently over Tara�s stomach while the other one caresses softly through her hair. Silently praying that this will work as she starts her meditations and slowly asks for, and is granted access to the earth�s healing properties, channeling them through herself, to be sent into her lover, imagining it pushing the hurt and badness out, filling her mate with healing and love. Slowly reaching deeper and deeper into herself for her own strength and healing powers.

***

Julie glances up as Joyce makes her way towards them, after having stopped across the small lake where Tara and Faith were. Gently running her fingers through Buffy�s hair, as the slayer had finally crashed and was sleeping fitfully with her head resting in her lap. �How are they?�

�They didn�t even budge when I dropped off the food.� Joyce admits, settling beside Julie and looking at her daughter. Setting a couple bags of food on the ground she sighs quietly. �They�re not sleeping, and from what I can tell, Faith�s in a deep meditative trance. I�m praying that�ll work.�

�Does this sort of thing happen often?� Julie questions hesitantly, her eyes drifting down to Buffy as the woman turns to her left side and buries her face against her stomach, mumbling incoherently as she falls back asleep.

�Thankfully, no. Though the last time someone was hurt badly, it was Faith.� Joyce sighs and leans back on her hands, stretching her legs out in front of her and crossing her ankles as she stairs up at the blue sky. Slowly Joyce explains what she knows of how Faith and Tara had met, through Faith being almost killed by the hybrid, military construct that the women had finally taken out the night before and Tara�s healing of her.

�But, if Tara�s the one with the healing powers, how is Faith healing her?� Julie questions, the confusion obvious in her voice, even as she had nodded through the telling of Faith being hurt by Adam, the dark-haired slayer having already told her about that fight.

Buffy rumbles quietly against Julie�s stomach. �Tara�s an elf as you know, and something to do with her elfness let�s her share her powers and shit with her true soul mate. Guess what Faith is?� Buffy finally rolls over onto her back, rubbing her eyes and stretching. �Sorry for falling asleep on you.�

�That�s okay.� Julie smiles at the adorableness of the disheveled blonde slayer, just now noticing the cut shirt and blood stains on it. Frowning heavily, her fingers go to the hole. Her eyes jerking up as she finds smooth, unblemished skin.

�Faith healed it last night before we headed back to the vehicles from the caves.� Buffy explains, lifting her upper body up to look around. �Food.�

Joyce chucks one of the bags to Buffy. �There�s a couple bottles of water in the bottom of the bag.�

�Thanks, mom.� Buffy talks around a mouthful of quarter pound cheeseburger she�d already snatched out of the bag and almost eating it wrapper and all.

�Now, if Faith barely knew Tara, why did she drag herself to Tara�s door?� Julie questions curiously, relaxing back and motioning for Buffy to make herself comfortable against her, if she wanted to.

�At the time, I don�t think Faith even knew. But I honestly believe it was because she�d already fallen in love with Tara.� Joyce explains, smiling at the remembrance of how Faith questioned her about being in love.

�As it is, I think that saved her life.� Buffy admits as she works on her fourth cheeseburger. �That�s when I found out Tara had a different side to her.� Buffy grins at the remembrance of the woman showing the steel that is so much a part of her, though she didn�t know it at the time.

�I think my dear daughter has been the recipient of getting the majority of Tara�s sides shown to her. Except for one.� Joyce blushes lightly at the thought.

�Don�t even go there, mom. They teased me about a threesome a couple times, too.� Buffy blushes at the admittance. �Though I know it was just teasing, it was still mean.�

�I�m not even going to ask.� Joyce laughs at the embarrassment showing on her daughter�s face.

�Let�s put it this way, it was just before they bought me the book.� Buffy grumbles, blushing even darker.

Julie�s brows furrow as she looks from Buffy to her mom who suddenly started laughing uproariously. �Do I��

�NO!� Buffy shakes her head, her eyes opening wide. �No, no, no. Though, I don�t doubt you�ll find out eventually. Just hopefully in the future� far, far in the future.� Buffy looks down at the bag of food, pulling out a water to drink.

Julie quirks an eyebrow at the slayer, tilting her head as she considers what she knows. The two women teasing Buffy about her sex life, or lack of a good sex life. Faith questioning her if she was any good in the sack, and Buffy�s admittance that the two women had bought her a book after discussion of a possible threesome, that even though she knows that they were joking with Buffy, sends a little thread of jealousy through her at the thought. �They bought you a self-help book!� Julie pipes up as it occurs to her what kind of book they bought her.

Buffy groans and flops back against the ground. �I�m going to find the biggest hole in the world and climb in it to never be heard from again.�

Julie chuckles and leans over Buffy, looking into shy hazel eyes. �That�ll give you time to read the book and practice.�

Whimpering, Buffy covers her face with her hands.

Joyce chuckles and digs into the other bag, pulling a sandwich out and a water for her to drink. �Julie, you�ll fit right in with this group.�

�I don�t know. Sounds like the majority of them like to run around naked all the time. I usually keep my nakedness to my bedroom.� Julie jokes, accepting the sandwich Joyce hands her.

Buffy exhales heavily as a picture of Julie naked goes through her mind. �You�re trying to drive me insane.� Buffy mumbles, trying to calm her thudding heart. Tilting her head as she hears something, she pops up on her feet and stares across the lake, sighing in relief as she hears Faith telling her that Tara�s going to be okay, and that they�d work their way over to them. �Thank God.� Buffy exhales softly, the last of the tension she�d been feeling leaving her body as she collapses on the ground, hugging Julie tightly in her relief.

Julie drops her sandwich and wraps her arms around Buffy, looking questioningly at Joyce.

�Faith must have told Buffy that Tara�s okay.� Joyce smiles and relaxes herself at the thought.

�Thank God.� Julie hugs Buffy even tighter as she feels tears coming from the petite blonde, slowly soaking her shoulder.
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