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XXXI � Promises
(Part A)

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She slowly clawed her way out of sleep. She was sprawled out on top of Buffy, who had her arms wrapped tightly around her, almost as if she were afraid of losing her. She raised her head up from Buffy's chest and looked down at Buffy's peaceful face with sleepy eyes. Once again, she was stunned by how beautiful, how young and innocent Buffy looked in sleep.

She smiled lavishly at the innocent part. Buffy had more than proven that she was far from innocent. Then again, Faith mused to herself there still was something, a part of Buffy that was uniquely na�ve and innocent. There was very little guile or deceptiveness in Buffy. Despite or in spite of all the evil that both of them knew existed in the world, both mundane and supernatural, Buffy still managed to look at the world through the eyes of a child with wide-eyed wonder and amazement. Since being with Buffy, Faith found that she was learning from Buffy how to see the world with the same wide-eyed wonder and amazement. She would have been surprised to know that Buffy thought that it was Faith who had taught her how to see the world again this way, not the other way around.

Faith gently tried to rise up and untangle herself from Buffy's arms. Still half asleep, she didn't realize how close to the edge of the chaise lounge they were and for the second time in twenty-four hours both Slayers went tumbling to the floor. Faith somehow managed to twist them so that Buffy fell on top of her. She landed on her back with an undignified grunt, the bottle of massage oil exploding under her. Thankfully, she managed to get Buffy's arms out from around her before they landed on the floor.

Buffy jumped up into a fighting stance the second after they landed on the floor. She had no clue what happened, her eyes were feral gold, flickering around the room ing ing for their attacker. Her hair was a sunlit halo flying wildly around her head, she was snarling, baring her teeth and she was purely primal.

Faith didn't think she had ever seen anything so wild, untamed, sensuous as Buffy was right now, so primitive and savage in all her naked glory. The ancient part of her, that was part of both of them now cried out wildly from deep inside her for its, for their, for her mate.

She heard a soft rumbling, growling purr calling to her from her mate and from deep inside of herself, she heard an answer to that ancient call. She looked down to see Faith smiling wickedly at her, her eyes almost solid emerald as they raked heatedly over her. As quickly as she had risen from the ground, Buffy returned to it.

She captured Faith's mouth in a carnal kiss, their tongues dueling for dominance that both knew neither could win. They sought to devour each other in that kiss as they tumbled over each other rolling in the oil across the floor, knocking over everything in their path, breaking apart for only the briefest of seconds for air before they continued to kiss furiously.

Faith forced her leg between both of Buffy's, her thigh pressing demandingly up against Buffy slick wet heat. She felt Buffy's hands grab her hips, forcing her down onto Buffy's own thigh hard, moving her to the same rhythm as Buffy was moving upon hers. They were both covered in the musky scented oil and each other's wetness. Faith's fingers were digging into Buffy's shoulders and she knew she would leave marks, just like Buffy was going to leave marks upon her hips and buttocks. She looked down into Buffy's gold eyes, somehow knowing way down deep inside of her that Buffy had let her, had stopped fighting, and had simply let her be on top. Then any coherent thought fled and just pure animalistic desire took its place, the same animalistic desire that was coming to Faith in waves from Buffy through their bond.

They were out of control, more like the two predatory panthers that not only they likened themselves to, but now others who saw them fight did as well. There was nothing gentle about their passion as they scratched and clawed, bit and sucked upon each other's flesh. Despite the savagery of their lovemaking, there was innate tenderness and love in the rough caresses of their hands and mouths and an acute awareness of what the other was feeling, sharing with the other through their .
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"Don't... fucking stop... Faith..." Buffy growled unsure where this was coming from, but not caring as long as it wasn't scaring her mate. She dug the heels of her feet into the ground, pushing herself up harder, grinding herself into Faith's well-muscled thigh.

"Won't... can't... don't want to..." Faith snarled back, almost a little scared of how they were, but not enough to pull back from the intensity of the pure primitive feelings running through her and through Buffy.

She felt Buffy's nails raking down her back and arched into the touch loving it, growling low.

"Oh fuck B... god... yes... B... B..." Then her head dropped down to Buffy's neck, her mouth latching onto it. Biting, sucking, at Buffy's pulse point.

Her hand somehow managed to get between them to find Buffy's swollen nub at the same time that Buffy found hers. They were moving together, in sync with each other, mirror images of light and dark, the same, but separate.

She began to mumble without any conscious thought, growling against Buffy's skin, "Mine... mine... mine..."

"Faith... Yours always... YOURS!!!! FAI!!!"

She felt Buffy's nails rake over her back again and she bit down hard, not even realizing that she broke the skin, drew blood and marked Buffy as hers.

Buffy screamed in primal pleasure as she felt Faith bite down hard on her pulse point. Something inside of her was unleashed as she felt Faith's teeth break her skin and her whole being was hurtled head long into release with the same impact as slamming into a cement wall doing a thousand miles an hour. She rocked up into Faith hard almost knocking her from her.

Without thinking, her arms went around Faith's neck, pulling all of Faith roughly down to her. Buffy began the same mumbled growling chant against Faith's neck, "Mine... mine... mine...." Her own mouth sought out Faith's pulse point and she bit down hard, breaking the skin, drawing blood, marking Faith as hers in return.

"Yours... Fuck... YOURS B!!!!" Faith screamed even louder than Buffy as she was dragged down and submerged in what Buffy was feeling. The same thing unleashed inside of her as she felt Buffy mark her as hers. Then she too hit the same wall as Buffy as her climax slammed through her. Her body shuddering, contracting, arching almost violently into Buffy as Buffy arched with the same force into her.

Neither Slayer could do anything but cling onto the other as they fed off, and fed each others ecstasy through their bond. Their cells, genes, chromosomes remembering, acknowledging where and who they came from, ancient, primal as man once had been. The part of them that at one time had been just the Slayer, now completely merged with them, and now was them. The need to be what they were born to be, predators, huntress', lovers, warriors, mates, primal, feral, soul-mates, gentle, loving, caring all the things they were before and all the things they were now. They were one with their ancestry, one with each other, one but two.

They clung to each other lost in the fires tog together until it became too much and they both passed out.
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When Buffy woke, it was dark out, Faith was still sprawled out on top of her, her breathing even and steady in sleep. She gently stroked Faith's hair back from her forehead.

"Hey sleepy head..." It hurt a little to talk, her voice was scratchy, hoarse and Buffy felt herself blushing just thinking about why it was that way.

"Umm... B?" Faith lifted herself from Buffy and groaned in protest, she almost felt like she had been beaten up. Then she felt herself start to turn scarlet as she realized why she was so sore.

They both sat up facing each other, not quite able to look the other in the eye. Both had acquired a case of the shys.

Buffy looked down at her own body and saw the scratches, bruises, finger marks, and then she sneaked a peek at Faith's body from under lowered lashes and the curtain of her hair. Faith was covered in them too, along with hickey's and bite marks, which Buffy was sure she had as well. Then the fear slammed into her at the thought that she might have hurt Faith. She felt the panic and tears well up in her as she illogically thought for a minute that the damage on her own body was from Faith trying to get away from her. Before she knew what happened she was pulled onto Faith's lap, Faith's strong arms surrounding her, holding her impossibly close.

"No... Giz.... you didn't hurt me... You could never hurt me..." Faith whispered, lifting Buffy's head up so she could look into her eyes. She put everything into that gaze, into her words, into their bond. "Even in the middle of all of it. Whatever it was, you still had enough control to let me be on top... 'Cause you know I'm afraid of anyone, even you of being on top of me..." Faith gave Buffy a sweet lopsided grin and felt herself grow scarlet again.

"Really?" Buffy's voice shook a little, her bottom lip trembled and Faith couldn't resist her, she leaned in and kissed her with tenderness, softness and a world of love.

"Yes, really..." She hugged Buffy to her tighter, both Slayers' let out a littlan aan at the soreness the hug reminded them of and then they both started giggling.

"That was... Whatever it was... was..."

"Intense..."

"Wow..."

"Hot..."

"Fierce..."

"And wicked evil B..." Faith finished then they both started giggling again.

"Wanna do it again F?" Buffy growled out as she delicately ran her nails down Faith's arm.

She couldn't resist the lure of running her fingers over to one of Faith's breasts after seeing Faith's nipples harden at the touch of her fingers on her arm. She stopped only briefly in her wandering then slid her hand up to Faith's neck, brushing her hair back over her shoulder, her eyes grew wide when she saw the bite mark. Her hand flew away from Faith's neck to her own when she remembered she wasn't the only one who had broken skin.

Faith snapped out of the haze of desire Buffy was weaving around her when she saw Buffy's stunned expression. Then she tasted it, the slightly coppery taste of blood in her mouth and her own hand flew to her neck. Her eyes grew round and her mouth dropped open slightly.

"Oh shit..." Buffy looked at Faith then gently moved her hand away to see what she had done. She saw her teeth marks on Faith's pulse point, the skin bruised, broken. Something ancient and extremely primal growled, purred in satisfaction inside of her as she looked at her mark on her mate's skin.

Faith gazed just as intensely at the mirror mark on Buffy's skin. That same ancient, primal part of her growling, purring in satisfaction, possessiveness' at the sight of her mark upon her mate's skin. The word slipped out of its own volition in a low, husky growl. "Mine..." She leaned forward and reverently, tenderly, kissed the mark, running her tongue over it.

Buffy's shuddered with almost volatile desire at the feel of Faith's mouth and tongue upon the mark Faith had given her. Her response came out harsh, low, throaty, "Yours..." She pushed Faith back from her, her own mouth seeking out her mark upon Faith. And she too, kissed her mark on Faith with stunned awe and possessiveness, the word slipping from her without conscious thought, "Mine..."

"Yours..." Faith purred, as she pulled Buffy's face up to hers and they kissed with raw desire and love as they claimed each other for always.
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At the insistent chiming of the absurd magical doorbell, Faith tore her mouth away from Buffy's, lifting herself up to her hands and knees and hovered over Buffy. They had been a tangled heap on the floor in front of the fireplace on the other side of the room from where they had started. With a quick look around Faith realized the room looked like a hurricane had blown through it. She forgot why she had stopped kissing Buffy as Buffy slid down under her and wrapped her mouth around one of her painfully stiff nipples.

The doorbell chimed again and Faith remembered the reason.

"WHAT?!!!?" she snarled out.

Would they ever catch a break? Someone always seemed to be interrupting them.

"F... Faith?" Came Dawn's hesitant voice from the magical two-way intercom.

"Gamin?" Faith asked then bit her lip to keep from moaning aloud as Buffy's hand decided to keep her other breast from feeling lonely.

"Did you guys forget that I was coming here tonight?"

"YES! YES!" Faith couldn't stop the scream as Buffy's hand moved lower and started circling her clit. Her arms almost gave out. She looked down into Buffy's mischievous eyes. She mouthed to her, 'B, stop,' though she made no move to get away from Buffy's insistent hand.

Buffy just gave Faith an impish grin and started to move her fingers over Faith's center in all the ways that she knew would drive Faith headlong to the edge.

"B... oh fuck... B stop... fuck..." Faith whispered low not wanting Dawn to hear her, as her body moved to the dictates of Buffy's hand.

"Don't wanna Fai... not gonna..." Buffy increased the pressure of her fingers against Faith's wet, hot core. She was purring as she watched Faith's face and felt Faith's body moving to her rhythm.

"OH HELLOOOOOO!!!! You guys there or what?"

Both Slayers could hear the irritation in Dawn's voice. She couldn't get past the magical protection barrier until one of them gave their permission.

"Hang on a second Dawnie..." Buffy voice was calm and didn't betray how far from calm both Slayers actually were.

"B..." Faith gasped, she tried again, "B... stop... stopohchrist... stop... no... fuck... don't... yes... stop... pleasepleaseB..."

"Don't wanna stop... what I want is to taste you Faith..." Buffy whispered to her and she heard Faith's breathing hitch up another notch as she bucked into her hand hard at just the thought. She heard the little whimpering, panting moans start that told her Faith was right there on the edge. She moved her fingers to focus where she knew would take Faith those last few steps.

"Come on you guys! Let me in... Can I come in now pleaaaaasssssssseeee?"

"Should I let her in Faith?" Buffy whispered as sazedazed up at Faith, her eyes wicked, as her hand, her fingers kept moving on, sliding over Faith's overheated center. "You want me to stop Fai?......"

"NO! DON'T!" Faith lowered her voice again, whimpering. "Udon'tplayfairB... God!!!Don'tstopdon'tstop... Fuck... ohgodohgod..." She pushed herself harder into Buffy's hand as she continued to hold her eyes, the world for her narrowing down, Dawn no longer existed, it was just her and Buffy and where Buffy was taking her.

"B... I'm... ahBI'mgonnaB..." Her body stilled than bucked into Buffy's hand hard, her head snapped back, her whimper turned into a full blown scream. "B, I'mmmm... CUMMMMIINNNNN'!!!!"

"About time you guys let me in! Thought I was going to be out here forever. I can't wait to see you guys!"

"OH SHIT! NO! WAIT!!!!..." Buffy yelled to Dawn, it wasn't Dawn who answered her, but Faith. Their side of the magical intercom had turned off the second Dawn was given permission to enter into the area for the Slayers' cottage and Buffy knew that Dawn hadn't heard her.

"BCAN'TWAIT!!!... AAHHHHFUCKBEEEE!!!!" Faith was oblivious to what had just happened. Dawn was completely forgotten as she started chanting Buffy's name with each contraction of her body as her climax surged through her veins like lava.

She collapsed on top of Buffy unable to hold herself up he whe was dragged down into the riptide of her release. Buffy crawled out from under her and haul her up to her feet, her body still in the throes of her climax. Buffy started dragging her towards the bathroom. Her legs trembling so hard she wasn't sure if she could walk, she clung to Buffy for dear life.

Faith stumbled behind Buffy confused, disoriented, as her released slowed and changed to just little aftershocks firing off in her body.

"What? No cuddling..." She mumbled to Buffy, who turned and kissed her hard on the mouth quickly.

"Later, I swear later..."

Dawn walked into the cottage just in time to see the flash of naked buttocks going into the bathroom before the door slammed shut. She looked first at the front door hanging by only one hinge. Then at the mess around the room, the floor streaked with oil, the sheets and comforter balled up and in a corner on the floor. One of the reading lamps was knocked over and lay on its side and someone had shoved the recliner up against the wall. She may only be a teenager, but even she could put two and two together and get four. Then it suddenly dawned on her that Faith hadn't been telling her to, Come in...

Dawn felt herself turn beat red, but she still couldn't wait for them to come out of the bathroom. This week was going to be so much fun!
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Faith leaned up against the counter after the door slammed shut. She was still a little confused; she looked at Buffy who was just smiling at her with an amused look on her face.

"We almost scarred Dawn for life..." And Buffy couldn't help but giggle at the befuddled look Faith gave her.

"What are you talking about B?" Faith asked her, it was sort of floating around the edges of her mind what Buffy was talking about, but it was refusing to surface. She reached out a hand and started rubbing the hair that rested against Buffy's breast between her fingers.

"Well, my little screamer. You forgot the G when you screamed so it sounded like you screamed, Come in, instead of Cumming and the protective barrier dropped to let Dawn in. It's a good thing it takes a few minutes to walk here from the portal entrance."

"Not my fault B. It was yours, I told ya to stop." Faith pouted, her own eyes taking on a decidedly impish glint.

"Really F? Was that between the, YES B's or the Fuck B, ohgodohgod or the Stop, don't stop B's or the PleasepleaseB's?" Buffy teased her back.

"What can I say B, you make me forget the rest of the world exists when you touch me." Faith grinned lopsidedly at Buffy but her eyes were sincere and before she knew it, she found her arms suddenly filled with a golden-haired Slayer, kissing her sloppily, happily all over her face.

"You know Faith for someone who claims not to know all the pretty words, you always say the best, sweetest things. You're just so damn cute, so friggin adorable, so sweet and cuddly..."

"No way B... I am a Bad Ass Tuff Girl! There ain't nothin' sweet about me, I'm tuff and mean," Faith huffed and shook her head in denial, "So there..." and stuck her tongue out at Buffy to prove her point.

Buffy gently stroked the side of Faith's face, "Okay baby, you can be a Bad Ass Tuff Girl if you want..." She smiled at Faith, and mumbled under her breath, "...in your dreams... and not with me you're not..."

Before Faith got a chance to answer Buffy, Dawn started pounding on the bathroom door.

"Are you guys ever coming out or what? I wanna go to Mars' early so I can play Final Fantasy Ten, he got a copy before everyone else."

"No way Gamin I'm playing first..."

"Nah uh Faith I am!" Dawn yelled through the door.

Faith snatched her robe off the hook on the door, put it on, grabbed Buffy's, threw it at her and gave her a second to put it on before she opened the door.

"Are not!" She yelled back at Dawn.

"Am too Grassssssshoppper!"

"Are not BRAT!"

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"Oh my god I live with two-year-olds..." Buffy mumbled, shaking her head.

"I heard that!" Both Dawn and Faith yelled at Buffy.

"I'm going to take a shower, while you two fight about some stupid game..." Buffy laughed at them turning around.

"Am too going first and thanks for finally letting me, comme innn by the way, Faith."

Buffy almost tripped when she heard what Dawn said, she started to giggle so hard she began choking. Faith's mouth dropped open as she stared at Dawn smirking at her. She turned around and started pounding Buffy on the back when she heard her choking, mumbling under her breath something about, "Summers' women not playing or fighting fair."

"Enough! Enough... I'm fine, Faith..." Buffy turned around and kissed Faith quickly on the lips, "I'm getting in the shower now."

"Okay. I'm gonna get something to eat, I'm wicked hungry."

"Gee that's a big surprise," Dawn smirked out.

Faith turned beet red as she huffed off to the kitchen, the giggles of both of the Summers' sisters following her.
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"What's she doing in there? She's been in there like forever... We're never gonna get there early enough to play the game."

Faith was saved having to answer Dawn by a knock on the broken front door.

"Commme innn!" Dawn yelled and then threw another smirk Faith's way, it grew bigger as she saw Faith blush.

"Dawn..." She hissed, before greeting the two Immortals, "Hey.... Nice toolbox Gran!" Faith had called the Immortals from the kitchen to come and fix the door when she was making herself and Buffy a sandwich.

"So when did you and Buffy break the door?" Dawn started giggling when she saw all three adults blush, this was turning out to be way more fun than she had hoped.

"We didn't, Gran and Kiddo did. They ah, they... oh fuc... ah you two explain. I'm going to see what's taken B so long." Faith grumbled and stormed off to the bathroom, mumbling under her breath something about not being warned that becoming redeemed made you stupid and blush all the friggin' time.

"So... what happened?" Dawn gave Clotho and Lilith her best innocent look, though neither missed the smirk that was lurking around the corners of her mouth.
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Faith stomped into the bathroom still mumbling under her breath, she couldn't believe Dawn heard her. She was never going to be able to look her in the eyes again and Dawn and Buffy were never going to let her live it down.

She stopped stomping and mumbling when she turned the corner and saw a naked Buffy in the shower, head tipped back, eyes closed, hands running the soft looking washcloth over her breasts, down to her abdomen. Faith's whole body clenched with renewed desire and she could feel the whispery soft, shadow-like, touch of the washcloth on her own skin. She took off her robe and let it drop carelessly to the floor as she stealthily made her way over to join Buffy in the shower, mumbling under her breath again.

Buffy was aware of Faith the second she entered the bathroom, she felt her through their bond, she felt her through their connection as Slayer's, justjust felt her period. Her own body was still throbbing with unfulfilled desire, Dawn having interrupted them way too soon.

They both had forgotten Dawn was coming today to spend a week with them. This was going to be hell, especially after what just had happened. If she knew her little sister the way she thought she did, Dawn would make it her mission not to give them more than a few minutes alone the whole time she was here.

Faith was still mumbling as she slipped into the shower with her. She leaned back into Faith as her arms came around her from behind.

"What are you mumbling about baby?"

"Friggin Dawn, blushing, commme in, the Immortals fixing the door, maybe get Red and Blondie to do a soundproof spell at the Mansion, us turning into lust-puppies, friggin' little pink rabbit with sunglasses and a drum..."

"Lust-puppies and a pink rabbit? You got a fever Faith?" Buffy said giggling as she turned around and wrapped her arms around Faith.

"You know lust-puppies; we are lust-puppies, fucking, making love all day long like we're in heat. Like that damn bunny, that just keeps goin' an goin'. And the fever I have is you B, 'cause all I can think about is touching you, wanting you to touch me and now we've got a whole friggin' houseful of people." Faith pouted.

"You complaining about wanting to make love Faith? And for the record I don't fuck! I, we, make love." Buffy teased her, running a hand down Faith's arm, then softly stroking her face.

"Hell no I ain't complaining! And for the record B, we make love, but we also fuck, though it's different 'cause it's not just fucking. It's fucking but making love at the same time. And I know that doesn't really make sense but it does sort of, doesn't it?" She looked at Buffy and then continued not waiting for her to answer her, "But I guess it isn't just fucking 'cause it's done with love and I don't know whatever it is, whatever we do together is beautiful, you are beautiful. So..." Faith stopped her rambling, gave Buffy a cocky lopsided grin and then kissed the living shit out of her.

Buffy grabbed onto Faith's shoulders as her knees started to give out, as her air, her strength, was kissed right out of her by Faith. By the time the kiss ended, she found herself firmly being held up against the shower wall and being giving a wicked, down right evil smile by Faith.

"And B..." Faith ran her hand up from Buffy's waist, her fingers capturing and teasing one already hard nipple. "If you don't want Gamin, Kiddo and Gran pickin' on you all week too, I suggest you be quiet..." Faith started kissing Buffy again before she could answer her.

Buffy could do nothing but bite her bottom lip and gasped, as Faith's mouth, tongue and hands seemed to be everywhere all at once. She whimpered low in her throat as Faith trailed her mouth down the column of her neck, stopping to taste briefly again where her mark was, then trailed down further to capture one of her nipples between her lips. Her teeth biting it gently, her tongue torturing it with hard then soft flicks and for a second Buffy thought she was going to come just from Faith's mouth on her breast. Then Faith started to move lower, slowly trailing her tongue down her stomach, sinking to her knees and Buffy stopped her, pulling her back up.

"No..."

"But, B..."

"I want you to... God, I want you to, but Faith there would be no way in hell I could be quiet... At least this way I can bury my head in your neck..." Buffy leaned up into Faith and kissed her with everything she was feeling, every nerve in her body was screaming for Faith to touch her. "I need you to touch me so bad right now Fai..."

Buffy's whole body rocked when Faith slid her hand between her legs. She felt Faith move to straddle one of her thighs and Buffy pressed up into her, incapable of anything more at the moment, as she was overwhelmed with the sensations flooding her body.

Faith slid her hand, her fingers into Buffy's heat. Her whole being thrilled with the feel of how hot, how swollen, how ready Buffy was. She slid further, her fingers poised at Buffy's entrance, "B?" She questioned softly and waited for Buffy to raise her eyes up to her.

"Yes..." Then Buffy thought she would die from the sheer pleasure, the tenderness, the gentleness, the love that was in the touch, in the slow way that Faith entered her.

She was floating on a wave of incredible sensations as Faith slowly moved within her, then she felt Faith's thumb circle up to brush against her clit with the same tender, gentle touch of her fingers within her and Buffy was lost. Her head fell back against the shower wall and Faith quickly took advantage of her exposed neck, raining hard and soft kisses, along with the water that beat a steady tempo down on both of them as she moved her own throbbing wet core on Buffy's thigh.

"B... touch me... Please..."

Buffy lowered her thigh and slid her hand down over Faith's breast, stopping to tease a stiff nipple, lingering until she heard Faith's barely whispered, "Please." Her eyes closed as her hand drew a mental image of Faith in her mind. Her hand slid down further over Faith's fluttering stomach, unable, as always was the case, to resist stopping to swirl around and into Faith's belly button. She continued her downward trek at the subtle thrust of Faith's hips against her slowly moving hand. Her fingers traced momentarily at the thin line of Faith's wiry hair which covered her sex, then finally slid lower into Faith's heat.

"God... Faith... so wet... so warm..."

"Open your eyes... B... please open your eyes for me..." Faith waited for Buffy to open her eyes, she smiled softly at her. "B... I..." She was unable to finish her sentence as Buffy touched her just as softly, as gently, as tenderly, with as much love as she was touching Buffy.

She stared up into her mate's eyes, seeing all Faith felt for her. Remembering briefly a time when Faith hid all she was, all she felt behind those amazing eyes. Buffy found herself lost now in them, lost in all she saw in them.

"I love you Faith..."

Their hands, mouths and tongues started to move more urgently against, upon each other. They were lost in each other's eyes, the rest of the world ceased to exist for them. It consisted of just them, and who they were, and who they were together, as they continued to take the other to a place that they only had ever been able to get to with each other.

"So closesoclose... Faith... please..."

Then Faith took Buffy over the edge into sweet release, into the tumultuous storm that was the two of them and Buffy took Faith right along with her.
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Neither of them had thought to bring clothes into the bathroom so they were forced to go back out into the main room of the cottage in their silk robes. They noticed right off that someone had straightened up the room and made up the bed for them. They saw first the smirking face of Lilith who just lifted an elegant eyebrow at them, then Clotho who actually gave them a very Lilith/Faith-like knowing look, to Dawn who just out and out smirked at them.

Faith pulled clothes out of the dresser and closet as fast as possible, before someone - Dawn - said anything.

"Faith..." Lilith started and Faith felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up just by her tone. "It's too hot out for turtlenecks."

"She knows that, they just want to hide the fact that they had a hickey contest today..."

"DAWN!" Both Slayers' yelled at her.

"What? It looks like all four of you had a hickey contest today. Who won anyway?"

"DAWN!" This time both the Slayers' and the Immortals' yelled at her.

"Well it does..."

The Slayers' stomped off to the bathroom to finish getting ready, both now mumbling under their breath. While the two Immortals couldn't help but laugh and think to themselves that the Slayers' were in for a quite a ride when it came to raising Dawn.
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Crow had beaten them to Mars' house and no amount of bribing, or threats by either the Key or the Slayer, could get him to give up the controller to the PlayStation2. An elderly man, with shocking white hair and an equally white goatee, of impressive height didn't ask, he just shut the game off before Crow even had a chance to save it and took the game cartridge. While Crow cried out in protest, the Key and the Slayer laughed and told him it served him right.

The distinguished looking gentleman turned his piercing blue eyes on Faith, he held out his hand to her in greeting. "I'm Christopher, everyone just calls me Chris, I am also Crow's father. You must be Faith one of the Chosen. It is a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Ah yeah, you too?" Faith shook his hand back.

She still found it strange, awkward, when people, or an Immortal in this case, were glad to meet her, she wasn't used to this type of reaction from people. She shifted from foot to foot a little uncomfortableer her his intense gaze and unconsciously called for Buffy. She was saved from having to try to make small talk when Mars' voice bellowed from the other room that dinner was ready and for everyone to get their lazy asses into the dinning room now!

Everyone was there, the Scoobs, including the newest members James and Gary, the LA Crew, Luc, Atropos, Lachesis, who was escorted in by Spike to everyone's amazement, Lily, Clotho and Lilith, as well as Crow's mother, Charlotte. They sat down at the massive table that could have easily sat fifty. They ate until they were all ready to explode and everyone except for Mars stayed away from the tequila this time. Both Slayers gave a small sigh of relief that Dawn had decided not to bust their balls so to speak, about what had happened earlier at the cottage. What they didn't realize, as they sat around the table drinking coffee and having dessert, was they should have been looking in another direction.

"So..." Angel began and then to everyone's, well almost everyone's utter amazement, he smiled. "Why didn't one of the four of you invite Spike and I to participate in your little contest? 'Cause I would have to say without a doubt we would have won hands down."

Angel just smiled again at Lilith, Clotho, Faith and Buffy as they all shot wooden daggers at him. He even winked at them.

"What contest are you talking about Peaches?" Spike asked him playing along then he too winked at them.

"Soul-boy... Junior..." Faith threatened, Spike and Angel just gave her their best innocent looks.

"Oh the one to see who can give the most or was it get the most..."

"WellMarsthanksforareallyniceeveningbutFaithandIhavetogonow.Itwasniceseeingeveryoneagain.Byenow.ComeonFaith." Buffy rushed out in one long exhale while grabbing Faith's hand and pulling her out of her chair.

"I don't know Angel, I think Luc and I could give you and Spike a run for your money." Atropos laughed then just reached out and pulled Faith back down into her chair. "Oh, and you two can't leave yet, there is something that Chronos Senior needs to talk to you, well all of us about first."

"Yes well, before we move onto that let me just say I doubt a one of you could beat Charlotte and myself."

"Dad! That's gross. I don't want to hear about you and Mom doing that stuff."

"Dawn you are so gonna pay for this you big mouth..." Buffy snarled at her out of the corner of her mouth.

"Me? Me? I didn't do anything. I didn't say a word. You'd have to be blind not to see the twenty billion hickeys all of you have."

Faith just dropped her head on the table and groaned. She felt the blush starting from her feet and working its way up. She felt Buffy running her hand soothingly over her back; she wasn't used to this yet. All this teasing. All these people being nice to her. All these people actually liking her. She knew the old her would have just gotten angry and told everyone to Fuck off. She hadn't a clue how to act now.

"It's okay, baby. You can sit up." Buffy gently pulled Faith back into a sitting position.

Faith opened her eyes and stared right into Cordy's amused, evil looking ones.

'Oh Shit! Queen C came out to play! Go on just say whatever it is... go on I'm waiting...'<

"OH MY GOD! I didn't know you could blush Faith!"

Faith just shot a look at Cordy, groaned and started to drop her head back down on the table again. Buffy stopped her. Faith turned and looked at her, her eyes pleading with Buffy to make them stop.

"Are we all done yet?" Buffy huffed at them.

"Yes, well, I believe Buffy the answer to that would be no. But if I were a betting man I would place my money on myself and my fellow Englishman Wesley beating you all out in that department." Giles told her in his best proper English speaking voice.

Buffy and Faith's mouths both dropped open; they had figured if anyone would put a stop to this it would be Giles. Wesley started to open his mouth to say something when Buffy jumped up and started shouting.

"Okay fine! Fine! I have hickeys! Faith has hickeys. Clotho's has hickeys. Lilith has hickeys! Ya happy now?!!? Want to see all of them 'cause there are a few you can't see. Well? Anybody?" Now that her little temper tantrum was over Buffy felt like an idiot. She felt the blush rising up to her face, she slumped down into her chair and decided to imitate her mate and dropped her head down onto the table.

"I think you guys broke her." Faith leaned down close to Buffy and whispered for her ears only, "Maybe I should take you home and fix ya B."

"Yes..." Buffy whispered back just as low.

"Hey Gran can I borrow your toolbox..." Faith looked at Lilith and gave her a wicked grin.

Buffy's head popped up from the table, she looked at Faith incredulously, "You're so bad Fai..."

Faith just gave Buffy one of her cocky lopsided grins, "Told ya so B," then both Slayers busted out laughing. Soon, the whole table joined in.
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"So, Chris, what was it that you need to tell us all?" Atropos inquired a little while later.

"r nor normal circumstances it would fall to Crow to tell you about this, since he is the current Chronos. However, given his age and the fact that he is relatively new to the job... And I must say, he has made me proud of the way he has performed so far. Anyway, it was decided that I would tell you about this."

Chris picked up an old brown, weather-beaten leather bag from the floor. He opened it and pulled out a scroll that from the looks of it had been around since the Dawn of Man. And in this case, looks weren't deceiving. He saw the glint in both Giles and Wesley's eyes and he held up a hand to stave off their questions.

"Let me start by saying that I will tell you all I know." He paused when Faith snorted softly, amused by his statement, she knew better. He smiled, raised his eyebrow and continued with a chuckle, "Well... You can ask questions but more than likely I will not be allowed to answer most of them." Chris paused and smiled at the collective groans from all present. Especially the louder ones from the Immortals who weren't used to having the tables turned on them in such a manner. "This scroll has been around since man first came into existence and has been handed down from the very first Chronos until it now is in the care of my son Crow and I would imagine that it will be handed down to his son or whomever takes Crow's place when his time to retire comes.

"It was given to us because as Father Time we have the ability to see not only into the past, but into possible futures and no I will not tell you how far back or how far forward we can see. We became the guardians for this reason, so that we could look for the signs. It is called the Living Scroll, because it has the ability to write or as the case may be re-write itself. Although, it does not erase what was already there. It works much like the Tapestry of Life, in the sense that anything is possible. We, or rather Chronos was made the guardian of the scroll because as you will see we also play a part in the events that were written, though up until when the event happened we did not know this. We were, or rather Chronos was blind to his own part in the Living Scroll. With the scroll were nine other items, they were placed in the keeping of the Fates though they never knew of it, and I doubt they knew or rather remembered their existence until recently.

"What I am going to read now was what was written in the scroll when the first Chronos received it and what was written over the years as it was passed down to each new Chronos. Until it was passed down to my son by me, where on the second day as Chronos what he was to look for was rewritten or added to the scroll. So let me read up 'til there." He paused and took a sip of water then he opened the scroll and began to read from it.

"In the beginning there is only the Primordial. She who is one with her power, neither of the Light or the Dark. As man begins to build upon the earth, the Primordial will become separate from the source of her power as time passes and she finds her humanity. There will come a time when the Huntress will no longer just blindly follow other's Council. She will be the first to find anchors in the world. And she will find love and see for the first time into the gray with a Child of the Night. She is of the Light and will rise above her own death. And from her death another will rise, though her time as a Huntress for the Light will be brief like the dawning of a new day. Where once there was only one, now there are two.

"As the second of the Chosen falls another rises to take her place. One who is neither of the Light or of the Dark. A child who was raised by those of the Dark, who strives to live in the Light. And again, where once there was only one, there are now two. And for a time the second Chosen will have Light at the edges of her gray world. Then she will stumble and fall. Pushing aside all the hands that try to break her fall. Pushing away the Light and submerging herself into the Darkness of the night. And the two that should have fought side by side will now face each other in the fight. One will rise; the other will fall, as the Light sends the Dark into the dreamscape of an almost endless night. Within the world of dreams, the first step from the Dark to the Light will be made. But all dreams must come to their end, and the sleeper will wake, the dreams will fade, and she will rise to the same day. The Darkness still remains.

"A parting gift from the only love of a parent she has ever known, causes an eclipse as Day becomes Night, Night becomes Day and Dark becomes Light. Now life is seen through shades of gray. A glimpse of the Dark, a glimpse of the Light. A choice to be made. A headlong flight is stopped as the Dark takes a step into the Light. clipclipse in a holy place, changes Dark back to Light, Light back to Dark and Night into Day. The Dark will flee carrying a piece of the Light. The Light will stay now holding onto a piece of the Dark. The first connection now fully made.

"The Dark will seek her own eternal Darkness at the hands of the Child of the Night. The Child of the Night will lead her down a different path. A path of redemption, of amends, of discovery that leads towards the Light. The Light will seek out her revenge. Taking her first step on the path away from humanity and into the Dark. Once again, the Chosen begin to walk parallel but very different paths. As the Dark moves towards the Light and the Light moves towards the Dark. A second connection is made as the Light joins with the source of her power, and all those who have wielded that power.

"The paths of Dark and Light cross again, as the Dark of the Chosen begins to walk the path to bring the Light out of the dark. For a brief moment, there is hope, as the Dark and the Light become one. Until the Light strikes within the heart of the Dark and the Dark flees after making the ultimate sacrifice. Another eclipse, as the Dark has gained her humanity and the Light has all but lost hers. Another choice to be made. And the Light will travel to the past to learn the true source of her power and of her gift. And to find her way once again to the path of humanity and the Light. While the Dark continues on the path towards the Light and starts to learn of the choice that Fate will have her make.

"The path of the Chosen will entwine again. The Light will reach out to the Dark and the Dark will take another step into the Light as she reaches out for the first time to take the proffered hand of the Light. Where once there had been only One and now is as it should be, there are Two. As the Dark and the Light, find the path to each other. The final and full connection is made as a Bond for eternity is forged and the Two, whilst still separate, individual, become One.

"Another choice is Fated to be made. And each will hold the Key to the Fate of man. And the Light will make the ultimate sacrifice for love. And the Dark will make her choice as she stands in the warmth of the Light in the name of what is right and for love. The Light of the Chosen will pass on to the Eternal Day and the Dark of the Chosen will stand alone in the place of the Light. Her time alone will seem as eons. 'Til the day that the Light is returned to the land of Man."

Chris stopped reading from the scroll and took another sip of water. He looked around at all of those at the table until his gaze rested upon Buffy and Faith. They looked a little shell-shocked and he supposed that he would too if someone had read to him his life. He wet his lips before her spoke to them.

"At first, when I received the scroll, you two had not even been born. And, up until Buffy, no Slayer had ever cheated death. And even when Kendra came along I still wasn't certain that the scroll spoke of you Buffy, but when Kendra died and Faith came along well I started to think that it may be you two that the scroll spoke of. I truly began to believe it was you two the scroll spoke of, though, to be honest, for your sake Faith I had hoped that it was not. And for a brief moment it looked like it wasn't, but I don't want to dig up old wounds that have long been forgiven and healed. Let me just say I wasn't one hundred percent certain that it was you two until the day you were to face Glory in the final battle and you two finally declared your love for each other. Tnighnight the final bond between the two of you was forged and I with my Immortal eyes could see the Soul Thread that connected you to each other. It was just the day before your declarations of love to each r thr that I had passed on the duties of being Chronos to my son.

"The last paragraph of the scroll I just read did not happen, at least not in the way the scroll had originally written it, there was a part that had come immediately after it. I will read it to you later and it is the whole or at least part of the reason I am now reading to you this scroll. Only you were supposed to die Buffy and Faith would have stayed behind for all of the reasons that she has already told you. It was the reason the Fates had been bringing her to their domain, so that she would have all the choices and their consequences in front of her that night with Glory. She was the only one that could have stopped you from doing what you did. In a sense, she held the same power as the Key or rather Dawn did. Had she prevented both of ydeatdeaths, the barriers between the dimensions would have fallen and chaos, may evi evil would have ruled throughout all of our domains, this one included. Three months after your death Buffy, Willow, Tara, Anya and Xander would have brought you back from the dead. Or so that was what the scroll had written and one of the possibilities that the Tapestry of Life showed." He stopped and turned his gaze to Faith locking his blues eyes with her confused dark chocolate ones.

"This possibility was hidden from you Faith." He smiled softly at her, his eyes apologetic, then continued, "However, as I said none his his happened, and when you both died at the hands of Glory, my son and I both thought that we had been wrong. That was until two days later your earth time, when the scroll began to write between what I read to you just now, and the part that was already written that I have yet to read. So now, I will read that which the scroll wrote when you both were thought killed by Glory's hand.

"Just as man can change his destiny so can those who should not be a part of this worlds destiny interfere in the destiny of man. So has happened to the destiny of the two Chosen and for them to be returned to the path of their destinies others will have to take a stand. As is now fated the blind shall see, and Fate must show Evil all the paths it can take. Evil must take the Beast by the hand. The Chosen must see through the mask of Evil and remember. Evil must sow the seeds of doubt. Those that were blind must see. The Key to unlock the secret is in the memory of the night from the past. Once this is done, Evil must decide whether to drop his Mask. Fate must look upon it all and decide to take a stand. And at that moment Time will lend a hand."

Chris stopped again and now he looked at Luc and the Fates.

"It is here that you all played a role, had you all not decided to take a hand in getting the Slayers back none of this would have happened. Once you decided to break the rules and directly interfere, Atropos, that was where we, or rather Crow, needed to give to you what you did not know you had in order to defeat Glory. This was why he spoke to you, Clotho and Lachesis, and told you what to bring to the Mansion. The very first Chronos placed what were very ordinary swords, a ribbon and the spell scroll in the Radiance Room eons ago. And to answer your question, Willow and Tara, as to why the Spell that was used seemed to bilorilor made for the nine of you, that is because it was. The parchment the scroll is written on is from a piece of this scroll, so the spell wasn't written until that day. And with the transformation of the scroll, so too were the swords and the ribbon transformed to meet the needs of the spell Amalgamate. Which means to unite or join together, which was needed in order for the spell to work. Even so, with all of the players in place, there was more that was newly written and out of our hands, or rather Crow's hands and I will read that now.

"A bond that was once broken must once more be made. Free Will must be restored. Evil must be taken down by the Beast's hand. The Light of the Chosen must merge with her power and teach it the way of the Light. The Dark of the Chosen must make the ultimate sacrifice. The Fated will lead the way. The nine must wait for the sign. The Chosen must release the hate to bring about the Radiance of Light. Then the Nine can send the Beast to her now preordained Fate. Then the Light of the Chosen can help the Dark of the Chosen to heal and merge with her power.

"That is the end of the newly written part of the scroll, the next part is what was originally there and here too we, or rather Chronos, Crow, was to take a hand and lead you, Buffy and Faith, to the Incarnates, because the time had come for them to once more get involved with the Fate of Man." Chris took another sip of water then continued to read from the Living Scroll.

"And now Time will take the two Chosen by the hand and lead them to where they can begin to understand the nature of their powers. The Lovers from the time of Eve, The Maiden and The Siren, and the man of War will train the Chosen in the ways of combat, valor and strength. The Fallen will teach them the many faces of evil and what lay within the Gray. The Crone and the Mother will show them the ways of meditation, tranquility, inner strength, and of the true nature of the bond they share. The Earth will teach them how to heal. And all within this Realm will teach to them that which makes them unique. For the Chosen's power is of the same in the mortal realm as that of the Immortal realm. These teachings will be learned by all the Chosen's and the Chosen's families as well. As those within this realm and those within the Chosen's realm all take up the mantle of Warriors for the Light, as all will be needed in the fight as The End of Days draws high."

Chris fell silent, careful to keep his eyes from moving further down the Living Scroll to the rest of what was written upon it. Only those that had worn the mantle of Chronos knew that the Living Scroll reached farther into the future than any could imagine, but like all else within the scope of all their different dimensions, not even the Living Scroll was written in stone. He heard the last few lines written upon the Living Scroll within his mind anyway and he knew as he looked at his son that he too was hearing them.

'Time will stay silent and remain the guardian for the Living Scroll until it breaks its silence, as the Raven, Phoenix, Manticore and Griffin spread their wings and take flight, when the time comes for them to wear the mantle with the Chosen and join in the fight as Warriors of the Light as The End of Time draws nigh.'
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Continued in Chapter XXXI � Promises (Part B)

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