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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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Chapter List
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Seasons of faith
Chapter 5

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Xander Harris wondered how the hell he got here, anyway.
Unlike his fellow Scoobies, Harris had opted(ok, opted is too strong…didn’t get a chance to) go to college. He had been drifting from one low paying job to the next, trying to find his way. He was still living at home, in his parent’s basement. For which they were charging him rent.
Somehow, an ex-vengeance demon, Anya( formerly Anyan’ka) had glommed onto him as his girlfriend. Probably his first real girlfriend (Cordy, though there was sparkage, never really was ‘public’ with being Xander’s girlfriend). Something about ex-demons, especially I guess vengeance demons, is that they’re extraordinarily forthright and honest. To the point of embarrassment at times. It pained Xander when, at Scooby meetings(such as they were these days…not that many), that Anya always… ALWAYS…said what was on her mind. No matter what the consequences. It had caused him more than one red-faced moment.
Frankly, Xander was feeling left out. His friends were all in college, and he was(at least he felt) going nowhere fast. So, maybe to try in his own way to be closer, or maybe because he saw Tom Cruise in Cocktail one too many times, he took this job. As a bartender. In the college pub. Which leads us back to the beginning.
He’d had fantasies about this job. He saw himself as being smooth and a chick magnet like Tom Cruise in “Cocktail”. Ever ready with the lighter for the ladies, ever an open ear to ‘listen to the troubles’ of the patrons, Xander saw himself as the penultimate barkeep.
Problem was, he’d had no experience at it, and was falling behind fast. And it didn’t help that College kids want to drink, and drink NOW!!!! So before him he had a sea of semi- angry and semi-drunk faces calling orders out at him. It kept him hopping. He was so busy he didn’t notice when Buffy came in.
Buffy has finished patrolling, and doesn’t really feel like going home. She dreads going to the apartment. She would either find Willow in, and moody or crying, or out…and Faith moody. Either way was not happy Buffy time. And Buffy still was a little pissed at Faith, and what she perceived Faith to be thinking.
But more has come into the mix. Though, unlike Faith, Buffy didn’t have the self worth issues, she still had issues with relationships. And them lasting. Her only other ‘serious’ relationship had been with Angel… and we know how that worked out. As much as Faith, her ego was fragile, her self confidence in this area way low. She was totally afraid she could lose Faith… and that scares her silly.
“Doesn’t this ever get easier? Isn’t there a time when like it all falls into place. And then you go “ YAY…I GOT IT, I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO!”. But not for Buffy… not for Faith. Nope. We just keep seeming to hurt each other, when all we want(I want)is to be happy. I mean, am I really asking so much? I’m not asking for anything but me and Faith to be happy. To trust each other. To talk to each other, without all the bad stuff coming back up again, and again. I know she’s home, alone, probably, sitting there brooding, thinking. Like me, trying to figure it out. I should go home, I should. But I just can’t take another chilly evening right now. No one talking, everyone brooding. God, this so totally sucks. I can’t go to Willow, for obvious reasons. God, I could just see Faith if she caught me talking to Will about us. Cripes! And Giles? I love Giles, but talking about my relationship with him would just totally give both of us the wiggins. Mom? Yeah, I could talk to mom, I guess. But then it’s lecture time, and I so don’t feel like that. And Xander…”
Buffy looks up, and sees Xander standing in front of her…behind the bar.
“Xander!!!” Buffy squeals, and hugs him. Making Xander totally nervous. She never does that! He thinks.
“ Ummm .. Hi, Buff. Hey how are you?” He asks, gently disengaging himself.
She gets a little pout, and does a thumbs down
Xander asks” Aw, Bad day? Can I help?” Of course, this is so totally one of his pickup lines. But in this case, he’s sincere.
“It’s me and Faith, Xan. I mean, we seem to go along for awhile, getting along so well.. then poof, something happens. And…”
From the other end of the bar, calls for the bartender and orders are heard. Lots of them. Xander looks sad, like he wishes he could stay…but shrugs
“ Sorry, Buff, I gotta…”He starts.
“No, no I understand. It’s nothing, really, anyway” She smiles, bravely.
“ You’re sure?” Xander really does care about Buffy.
“ Yeah, Xan… No big. I’ll deal” She says, smiling.
Xander moves away towards the crowd, leaving Buffy with her drink.
And her thoughts.
Alone.
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At the other end of the bar, Xander is getting an earful from a rather snotty group of college juniors.
“ Hey, we’ve been waiting 15 minutes to get a refill of Beer. Exactly what is so fascinating that it keeps you from doing your life’s function, you moron?” Said one, obviously the leader of the group.
“Hey, listen you….” Xander starts, but is cut off by the leader.
“ Listen? Indeed? What shall we listen to from your obviously informed self? Maybe you’d like to tell us the economic effect of Globalization in the marketplace? Or perhaps regale us with your view on the ramifications of the loss of manufacturing to 3^rd world countries to the economy of the U.S. Or even, maybe you have a plan for keeping the U.S competitive in the 21^st century?” The leader of the group sneers. He sits, waiting for Xander’s reply.
Xander looks at him like he is speaking Greek. “ Huh?” he responds.
“Exactly” He smirks, looking at his friends. “ We” He says, indicating his friend, and the other students” Are the future of this country. YOU, on the other hand, are here” at that he puts the pitcher down loudly on the bar “are here to keep the pitcher full. Try to do your job”
Xander is burning. “ Fine. Let’s see some ID’s. No one is getting served until I see…” But again, he is interrupted…this time by the bar owner.
“ Just give ‘em the beer, Harris” The owner says, gruffly.
“ Yeah, Harris” the guy smirks. “ Just give us the beer”
Sighing, muttering something unintelligible (and unrepeatable here) to himself, Xander fills the pitcher and hands it to the guy.
Turning away, The group leader( lets call him Blair, shall we?) spots Buffy at the end of the bar. Nudging his friends, he points to Buffy. They nod, knowingly. The all go over to approach her. Freshman…easy pickings they believe.
Buffy is feeling particularly lonely. When Xander left, all she had left with her thoughts, and she was so tired of going over it in her mind.. again, and again. She is putting her drink back on the bar when she sees four men surrounding her. Oh, great, what now?
“ Hi… Sorry to disturb you, but you look like you’re alone. Are you?” Blair starts, laying on the charm.
“Ummm… Yeah, I’m by myself” She says, maybe a touch wary.
“ My names Blair. This is James, Paul, and Robert. And you are…? “ Blair asks.
“ Buffy” She says
“ Buffy. That’s an unusual name, but nice” He smiles.” Listen, my friends and I noticed you sitting here by yourself. We all agreed it was a shame that such a beautiful, charming and obviously witty young woman such as yourself should be sitting all alone. We were wondering if we could persuade you to join us? You’d be doing us a favor. My friends are great, but sometimes we can get stale, talking about the same things with the same people. We’d like to hear another point of view. So, please, if you could, we’d be very grateful” He laid it on thick.
Buffy sighed. She was tired of worrying about her, and Faith, and Willow, and the world. She really needed to have just some mindless fun…and these four seemed mindless enough. And it was just beer. If any of them got outta line, she could quickly teach them manners. And hey, she was going to college, right? Part of that is meeting new people. These guys are new. So why not? Anyway, they WERE trying to be polite and charming. Hey, I deserve a little diversion of some sort…if only for a moment.
Buffy agreed, and joined them at their table. They sat around, and talked about various things. Some highly intellectual( Buffy a few times was going HUH?to herself, but mostly followed along) some just casual and flirty. All in all, it was pleasant…and the beer kept flowing, the pitcher being refilled when it was empty. And of course, after awhile Buffy and Beer equaled a tipsy Buffy.
And after awhile, and enough beer, the conversation got less intellectual… matter of fact the boys( and boys they were) forgot what they were saying. Kinda like the thought processes were getting turned down. But everyone agreed on one thing:
“Hmmm…Beer’s good” Blair said, obviously pretty into his cups.
“ Foamy…Yes, Beer’s good. More beer” Buffy replied, quaffing her mug
“ Hey!! More Beer!” Said one of the others, laughing
They all start to bang their mugs on the table, saying “ Beer. Beer. More Beer” And giggling and laughing
Xander looks over, his face a mask of disgust. He really would love to just stick their heads under the tap for an hour, and drown those college guys. Then he notices Buffy in the group, obviously drunk, and gets worried. Drunk slayers are not a good thing… and anyway, that’s Buffy…what’s she doing with those jerk-faces! He half grins to himself, He’d love to see Faith get a hold of this bunch… Nawww… I better just make sure they get outta here, and Buffy gets home alright.
“Sorry, guys. Cutting you off. Time to go home. We’re closing up”
“Beer. Beer. Want more beer!” they chant.
“ Nope. No more beer. Time to go!” Xander is a bit firmer now.
Buffy goes over to Xander. She looks at him, a pout on her face.” Buffy. Wants. More. Beer!”
He looks down at Buffy, and smiles. “ Buffy has had enough Beer. Time for Buffy to head home.” Xander says.
Buffy looks at him, maybe with a tiny threat in her eyes” No. Buffy doesn’t want to go home. Buffy. Wants. Beer!”
“ Buff. Faith is already gonna kill me cause I let you drink so much. No more beer tonight!” Xander stands his ground…considering that Buffy can beat him to the ground, that’s pretty brave.
Buffy gets a strange expression on her face, then gets a pouty frown. “ Fine. Party poop. I’m going!” Buffy turns, and a bit unsteadily, makes her way out of the bar.
Xander sighs. He knows he better follow her, to make sure she’s ok. As quickly as he can, he shepherds out the rest of the group, and closes up. He locks the door, and takes a look around…but Buffy is long gone.
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Buffy, weaving a little, a bit unsteady, makes her way home. She passes a jewelry store on the way, and is captivated.
“Pretty”
She reaches out, trying to touch the jewels, but her hand is stopped by the glass. She is confused. She pounds on the glass. Nothing…she can’t reach the pretty. She pounds harder…still nothing. She lets go with a good punch…the glass breaks…and an alarm goes off. She is frightened.
“ Bad. Bad. Noise BAD!” she says. She panics and runs.
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Faith wakes with a start.
God, what time is it? She looks at the clock on the nightstand. 7 AM? God, I’m so late. She jumps out of bed…and then notices Buffy’s side is unused. She puts her hand on the bed, and it’s cold. Hasn’t been slept in.
Faith had waited ‘til 2 AM for Buffy to show up, but she never came back from patrol. Finally, being exhausted, she went to bed. But she hadn’t slept well at all, and kept waking up. Finally, she had dozed off, and now she was late. Damn. Where IS she?
Faith hears a noise in the living room. She comes out, and finds the TV is on. Buffy is sitting in front of it, face pressed close to the screen. Somehow, she has dressed in her PJs and seems to have slept on the couch, as it’s all mussed up. Mystery solved. But why was she watching TV at seven am, and why like that?
Willow comes out of her room, yawning. She looks at Buffy, and her face is puzzled. What’s going on?
She looks at Faith, who looks equally as puzzled. They both shrug.
“ooo…pretty colors…people…little people…” Buffy says. She slaps her hand against the screen “Hey…where are you little people?” She looks around the TV, trying to see how the little people got into the box. She can’t figure it out, and hits the TV.
Willow and Faith exchange a look, like…what’s up with her?
Willow says, gently ”Buffy?”
Buffy looks up, and smiles “ Willow!”
“ It’s kinda late, Buffy. Think maybe we should be getting to class?” Willow asks.
“ Ok” Buffy says, like nothing’s happened, She starts for the door, ready to go.
“ Ummm…B? Maybe you should put on some clothes first” Faith says. She sniffs “ And maybe a shower?”
“Huh? Oh. Yeah” Buffy says, and heads for their bedroom to get her clothes and stuff.
Willow looks at Faith. Faith looks at Willow. Both are totally puzzled.
And worried.
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Xander’s worried.
Buffy’s in for the second night, drinking with the same group that she’d joined last night. And they were getting pretty blotto.
And acting just a little weird. Ok, a lot weird.
No pseudo-intellectual discussion. Nope. Not tonight. It was just drinking, and acting stupid.
That was just fine with Xander with the college twerps, but he was getting concerned about Buffy participating.
And… things were getting odder. They seemed almost to be regressing…not acting like civilized drunks(ok, an oxymoron, but you get the idea). Rather, more …savage…primal. Something was totally wrong.
“Harris, were almost out of Black Frost Beer. Get another keg from downstairs” says the owner.
Xander is not real happy about leaving Buffy upstairs alone with the jerk squad. Not when she’s getting so …strange. But he needs the job, so he goes down to the cellar.
Just as he’s getting the keg, he notices a door open. Curious, he walks over, and peers inside. He sees what looks like a lab set up. He goes inside, and observes the chemicals mixing, running into a feeding tube. That tube is going directly into a keg of beer.
“ I see you’ve found my little set up “ The owner says, almost cheerfully.
“What’s going on here?” Xander asks, puzzled and maybe getting a little angry.
“ I’ve been listening to those stuck up college kids for 20 years. Coming in here with their snotty ways, putting us down. Always insisting on their elitist micro-brewery beers. I’m tired to death of it. So, I had my brother –in-law, a warlock, give me a spell… this is it. It devolves them, making them into cavemen. Finally, they are revealed for what they are. A bunch of primitive savages. It’s great don’t ya think? Teach them to look down on us”. The owner is gloating.
“What? What are doing? This is totally nuts!” Xander exclaims.
“Don’t worry. It wears off in a few days. Its just to teach them a lesson”
“ Dammit, my friend is drinking that beer” Xander growls. He goes over and punches the guy square in the jaw.
“You’re fired for this, Harris” The owner whines.
“Then I guess you won’t mind if I do this” With that, he decks him. The owner flies into the beakers, breaking them, and sliding down onto the floor. Xander finishes the job, destroying what’s left of the lab.
He realizes Buffy’s still upstairs, drinking this stuff. He runs upstairs, to get her away from those others.
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Xander comes upstairs, to find the group still drinking. They are pretty drunk, and the guys are mostly into grunts and cursing. Buffy, on the other hand, though drunk, seems a little less effected. She sees Xander, and raises her mug.
“Beer. More beer. Want more beer!” Buffy exclaims. “ Like Beer, Nice and foamy!”
The others join the chant “ Beer… Beer….Beer… Beer!”
“Sorry guys, you’ve had your fill. Cutting you off”
Buffy, in the meantime, has discovered the jukebox. She was attracted by the lights (“pretty”) and is pounding on it. Her pounding causes it to kick on, and a record plays. She squeals in delight.
“Music. Like music!” She says. She jumps on top of the jukebox, and starts hopping up and down. “ Music nice. Play”
Over at the tables, the “guys” are going through some changes. Starting with Blair, they are transforming…devolving. They grow hair, their teeth sharpen, and their faces devolve into primitives. No longer capable of sustained speech, they start to grunt and shout.
The rest of the patrons are panicking. Those that can, escape. But some are still trapped inside.
The ape boys are getting rambunctious. They start tearing up the place, and are terrorizing the other patrons. Two of them go over to Buffy, Who is still on top of the jukebox. She hasn’t devolved to their point, no physical transformation, but she’s fairly savage. They try to get her “ Girl, want girl!”, but she fights them off. She punches the closest one, and look around for a weapon. Seeing a shelf nearby, she tears it off the wall, using it like a club on the second one…they retreat.
The other two go towards Xander. They start grunting at him, occasionally getting out “ Beer”.
Xander, knowing he’s out of his depth, dives over the bar. He looks around, and sees the phone. He picks it up, and dials a number.
“Be there” He’s thinking. The phone is ringing on the other end.” Please, please be there!!!” He’s sweating bullets.
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Faith is just about to leave. She’s decided to do a little patrolling, because it’ll help her think. She’s nearly out the door when the phone rings.
Who the hell is that? She thinks, going back to the phone. I hope this isn’t some salesperson. . I tear him a new armhole if it is.
“Hello?” Faith answers
“Faith, Thank god, you’re there. It’s Buffy” Xander says, breathless
“What? What about Buffy. Is she ok?” Faith asks, worried.
“Sorta. She’s not hurt…but some stuff has been happening. I need your help” Xander says. He hears crashing in the background. He hopes they aren’t killing anyone.
“Xander, what’s going on?” Faith asks, impatiently.
“ I don’t really know Faith. The owner put some spell on the beer. Some of the patrons have reverted to …cavemen” Xander ducks as a chair comes flying over the bar, crashing into the bottles behind.
“What?” Faith yells into the phone.
“Faith, please, just come, I need help now…” Xander ducks another chair.
“ Ok, ok, where are you?” Faith asks, hearing the noise in the background.
“ The College Pub. Near campus” Xander says.
“ OK, I know where that is. Be there as soon as possible” Faith hangs up the phone.
What the hell is going on…and how is Buffy involved?
Faith doesn’t really care. She runs out the door, to help Xander and Buffy.
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Faith arrives at the bar, shoving her way in.
She can’t believe what she is seeing. Buffy is on the jukebox, using …something(looks like a shelf) as a club, beating off a bunch of…are those cavemen? What the hell is this? She sees Xander behind the bar.
“ Xander! What is going on here?” Faith shouts at him
“ The owner… put some kinda spell on the beer. It changes them into cavemen.” Xander says, looking really scared.
“ What kind of spell?” Faith asks. She sees how Buffy is acting. “ Did …Buffy have some of that beer?”
Xander looks guilty.
Oh Christ, Faith thinks.
“What the hell were you thinking, Xander? I ought…” Faith moves towards Xander, ready to beat him to a pulp.
“Faith! No! I didn’t know about it ‘til just now. I wouldn’t do this to Buffy!” Xander says.” The owner, before I decked him, says it’s only temporary…should wear off in a couple of days.”
Faith is still pissed, but knows now’s not the time. One of the cave boys have found a lighter, and after playing with it, have set one of the tables on fire. The others are gathered around, grunting and gesturing and yelling.
“Xander…get these people out. Calm them down. Get that entrance unblocked. We need to get them safe” Faith yells. She’s going in.
Xander moves towards the entrance, and starts working to get the people under control, and out of there.
Faith looks warily at the three. They don’t look too bright, but they do look strong. And they have a couple of female patrons by them. She moves towards the Cave boy closest to the women.
“Hey, Short, stupid and grunty. Over here…want some?” She calls out to him. He turns to her, and on cue, grunts and hops …then he comes to Faith, to ‘claim’ her.
“You two? RUN” She shouts at the two women… they need no more prompting, but make a hasty retreat towards the entrance.
Faith grabs Cave boy, and flips him. He grabs her, and pulls her off balance, but she recovers and gives him a nice kick in the head. He shakes it off, and comes at her…but she gives him a kick to the stomach, sending him flying….into the Jukebox, Where Cave Buffy hits him with the shelf. He collapses.
The other two approach Faith. Both are carrying table legs, like clubs. Faith roundhouse kicks one, sending him crashing into the little bonfire they set. He screams, and runs into a corner. The other, warily, approaches her. She tries a sweeper kick, but he grabs her leg, and tosses her back. She comes down hard on her butt. She shakes it off, getting ready to get up, when the Cave Boy gets a lucky shot in, hitting her on the shoulder with the club, hard. She goes down.
Cave Buffy, watching this…gets excited. She jumps off the Jukebox, and goes to Faith. She sniffs her, then stands in front of her, protecting her. Cave boy makes with the club, trying to hit her, but she grabs his arm, and forces it back, so it winds up hitting him, instead. He goes down, stunned. She goes over, and gives him a good kick to the head, knocking him out.
The other Cave boy, recovering, charges at her. She braces, and punches him. In the solar plexus. He doubles over in pain, and she brings both fists down hard on his back, flooring him.
By this time, Xander has managed to get the other patrons out of the bar. He turns back, and grabs the fire extinguisher. He runs over, and starts putting out the fire. Cave Buffy almost decks him when he gets too close to Faith, but sees he’s not a threat, so leaves him alone.
Faith starts to come around…she opens her eyes, and is staring straight into the eyes of Cave Buffy.
“ Buffy?” She whispers hoarsely
Cave Buffy looks her over, and sniffs her again. She looks wary.
“Girl hurt?” Cave Buffy asks.
“No…I’m fine” Faith says, starting to get up. She cries out a little, her shoulder is really hurting.
“Girl HURT!. Buffy help” Cave Buffy says. She picks Faith up in a fireman’s carry, and carries her out of the pub. Anyone that gets near her, she growls at…they move quickly away. She gently lays her out on the grass…and goes back inside.
Buffy picks up a club, in case anyone else attacks her. She looks warily around.
Xander nearly has the fire out. He is finishing up, when from the cellar, the Bar’s owner appears.
“Harris, what the hell?” The owner asks, seeing the damage.
“Well, pal. Seems your little joke backfired. The guys you turned into cavemen seemed to want to do their own little “Quest for fire” right here.” Xander is pissed, annoyed, and ready to hit someone…the club owner looking like a good target.
“Damn” The owner says, annoyed.
At that point, the police arrive. After questioning Harris and the club owner, they tie up the “cave boys” and put them in a cruiser. They take statements from the crowd still milling around outside, and then leave, cave boys in tow.
“Damn…who’s gonna pay for the damages to my pub?” the owner complains.
Cave Buffy, still with club in hand, approaches the owner.
“Beer?” she asks, looking at him.
“Yes…Beer” He smiles, a little nervously.
She raises the makeshift club, and beans him on the head.
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Faith is back on her feet.
Her shoulder is killing her, but she’ll survive. Question is, how to get Buffy home? Her mind goes over scenarios of trying to get Buffy back to their apartment…none of them good. She finally decides what she’s gonna have to do. But she’s not thrilled about it.
Buffy comes out of the Pub. She sees Faith, and warily approaches her. She sniffs her, then smiles. She touches her cheek.
“Girl pretty. Smell good. Buffy like” Faith can’t help blushing a little. She sighs… she so hates to do this.
“Buffy?” Faith says. Buffy turns to her, smiling. Faith sucker punches her in the jaw. Buffy drops like a brick.
“Sorry, honey” Faith says, picking her up.
Putting her over her good shoulder, Faith carries her home.

Back at their apartment, Faith lays the still unconscious Buffy on the bed. She begins to undress her. All the time her mind is going double time.
“Sorry I hit you, Baby” Faith grins ruefully. “ I couldn’t think of any other way to get you home without a lot of trouble and questions” She finishes undressing Buffy, and pauses for a minute. She looks at her, and is reminded how beautiful the little blonde slayer is…and her heart goes flip flop in her chest. She sighs, and covers Buffy up with the blanket.
Faith stands over her, watching her sleep. All her guilt comes rising back to the surface.
“ God, what am I doing to you, B? If I hadn’t been so…so…such a bitch, you wouldn’t have been out drinking. This wouldn’t have happened to you. Damn me, why can’t I be better? Why can’t I just not hurt you so? I just…can’t help it. I … need you so much, I love you so much. I get stupid jealous, over nothing. My head knows that. But my heart just can’t accept it. I …I just can’t believe you could love me like you do. I .. oh, god, this even sounds stupid to me. But I can’t believe someone as wonderful and beautiful as you are could love a loser like me. A nothing. Cause that’s all I am… nothing. And I’m making you miserable. That’s so not right.
Faith feels the tears coming. She tries to stop them , but they come anyway.
“ Maybe, baby, we need a break. I need to give you some space…give you time to see if you really want to be shackled with me. You got so much going for you, so much you can do , and you can be so much. Why stick yourself with me? I wish I could be more, but I don’t think I can, baby. And I don’t want you to wind up hating me cause I …ruined your life. I couldn’t stand it if you wound up hating me. I’d wanna die.”
Faith feels the flood . She tries to be quiet, not to disturb Buffy, but she can feel the sobs coming. She runs into the living room, and flings herself on the couch. Her body shakes with pain and grief and turmoil. She’s so sad, it hurts so much.
Faith feels a hand on her shoulder, and nearly jumps off the couch. She looks, and sees Cave Buffy standing over her.
“Girl hurt?” Cave Buffy asks, looking distressed.
Faith shakes her head.” No…not hurt” She says
Cave Buffy is puzzled. “ Girl cry. Girl hurt!” She repeats, firmly
Faith shakes her head, but Cave Buffy’s not taking no for an answer. She sits down next to Faith, and pulls her into her arms, laying her head on her chest. She strokes Faith’s hair.
“Girl hurt! Buffy help!” Cave Buffy says, holding her.
Faith can’t help herself. Her heart aches so badly. She clings to Buffy, and the tears come again.
She is hopelessly in love with Buffy, and hopeless.
Cave Buffy looks sad, and distressed
Girl hurt.
Buffy hurt.
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