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Heart's Desire	By : PencilNeck Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 9582 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
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Chapter 7: In Your
Eyes

Kennedy peeks her head in between
the curtains. Sees Faith
lying, half under the sheets.

�Hey there, lazy!� Kennedy sits in the chair beside the
bed. �The doctors say you�re ready to
go.�

Faith opens her eyes, grunting. �Whaddatheyknow?� But she�s smiling weakly.

�We have a room in the residence wing ready for you� y�know� if you wanted to stay a while.� Kennedy puts her hand on Faith�s arm. �Plus we need to keep an eye on you. You�re still probly gonna be weak for a
while.�

�Weak? I�ll show you
weak�� Faith attempts to leap up out of
bed, but the dizzies hit and she leans back. �Whoa.�

�See, like a kitten.
I bet I could beatcha in an arm wrestle right now�� Kennedy totally could too.

�So, you wanna wrassle with me, Junior?� Faith gives the girl a wink, and slowly
shifts her legs so she�s sitting up on the side of he
bed.

�Now I know you�re feeling better. I�ll get your stuff brought over from the
hotel room. You need a hand with
anything?� Kennedy puts her arms out to
steady the frail girl as she tries to stand.

Faith looks hard at Kennedy.
�How�s she doing? Nobody will
tell me.�

Kennedy looks down.
�Not good. She�s in the cells,
mostly sedated so she won�t hurt herself.
She�s� unh� kinda lost her mind.�

�What!� Faith wobbles
on her bare feet. Kennedy tucks Faith�s
arm over her shoulders, and wraps herself around Faith�s back to steady
her. �I thought the gang woulda had this
figured out by now. It�s been a
week! What the hell are they waiting
for?�

Kennedy doesn�t want to be the messenger here. Maybe it�d be better if Giles told her, or
Willow�

�Um� I�m not sure��

�You are the worst liar.
Just spill it!� Faith tries to
hide the pleading note in her voice.

�They�re kinda waiting� for you. There�s a thing they need to do, to help
Buffy. And they need you. To be a part of it��

�Jesus.� Faith leans
into Kennedy�s shoulder. �Tell me what�s
going on. Please.�

Kennedy starts to lead Faith out of the room. �I�ll tell you everything I know, on the way
to your room. We�ll get you set up. Then we�ll talk.�

Faith sighs, a deep protracted breath. �I�m all yours.�

****************************

Kennedy rolls over in bed.
Leans up on her elbow, looking at her girl�s sleeping face. Usually so serene, her
goddess. Not tonight. Now there�s frowning and
soft mumbly noises. Kennedy
gently runs her fingers across Willow�s
cheek. Down her neck,
and over her bare shoulders. Leans in to kiss the freckles on her arm. Slides her hand lightly
over Will�s breasts, down to her belly.
Lets her hand rest there. Moves her body in, tucks herself around the warm
curves. Snuggles her
face into Willow�s neck. Light kisses should do it.

A soft moan from Willow�s lips. �Hey baby�� she murmurs as her eyes flicker
open.

�Hey�� Kennedy smiles. �You
were having a bad dream� Thought I�d save you.�

�My hero!� Will wraps her arms around Kennedy�s lean,
muscled frame. She turns to face her
lover. Steals a kiss.

Kennedy leans in, wanting more.

�Not tonight, �kay?
I�m more thinky than kinky right now.�
Will looks concerned. Kinda sad.

�Sure, sweets. Whatever you want.� Kennedy pulls away a bit. It�s been so long. Well, for a slayer. �I know now�s not the best time for
acrobatics, but I miss you.�

�I miss you too. It�s
just, not feeling too sexy right now.� Willow
looks away.

�You�re always sexy.�
Kennedy caresses Will�s face gently, pulling
her back. �I just� thought it might be nice. We haven�t� since before you left.�

�I know. But with
Buffy being crazy, and Faith all broken� I�ve been on duty since I got here� and it�s not like I
don�t want to� with you� but I just can�t��
Willow stares at the
ceiling.

�I know, babe. You
got the weight of the world. I�m just
saying, you don�t have to be Super Willow all the
time. I just want my Will here with
me.� Kennedy looks intently at Willow�s
face, trying to catch the girls eyes.

�Oh, Kenn� I�m sorry.� Willow
looks quickly into Kennedy�s eyes. Then flips onto her side, facing the wall.

�OK. Sorry I brought
it up.� Kennedy turns her body away from
Will�s. Fighting the
urge to fight. To ask the
questions that she knows she doesn�t want the answers to.

For the first time in a long time, Kennedy feels all alone.

****************************

�I�ll do it.�

Giles looks up from his research, to see Faith standing in
his doorway. �You�ll do what,
exactly?�

�I dunno. Whatever it
is you guys need me to do to help Buffy.�

�You�ve no idea what you�re agreeing to. We have no idea what we�re asking you to
do.� Giles puts his glasses on the
desk. �That�s why we weren�t going to
ask, unless it became absolutely necessary.�

�Well, is it?
Necessary?�

�I�m afraid so. Willow�s
come up with something, a spell. It
should bring Buffy back to normal, relatively speaking.�

�Then what�s the hold up?
Let�s get it done. She can�t last
much longer� the way she is.� Faith is
losing her patience.

�Well, erm� nothing like this has ever been tried
before. We�re not sure what the
consequences will be. To you, and to Buffy.�

�Look, if there was any way for B to get better without me,
I�d already be gone. But there�s not,
right? So let�s just do what Red wants,
and then I�m out.� Faith leans on the
door frame, looking a bit pale.

�Well, you�re not fully healed, and this maybe a trying
experience for you��

�We�re doing this. Tonight. It�s my butt
on the line. So I make the rules.� Faith looks down at Giles.

�Right. Of course. I�ll speak to Willow
and arrange everything.�

�Good. You do
that.�

****************************

�Okay. Xander, light the fire.
And you and Giles, keep watch for
interruptions. Kennedy, you�re on Buffy
duty. Make sure she doesn�t get out of
her chains. Faith, you stand here,
across from Buffy. And I�m here, in the
middle.�

Faith slowly walks away from the firelight. It�s cold out here on the castle grounds, but
she does what she�s told. But she won�t
look at Buffy. Buffy
in chains, straining and screeching her filth into the air. Eyes full of madness.

�What happens now, Red?
We kiss and make up?� Faith has
her arms crossed, leaning on one hip. Pretending not to be scared.

�No, not exactly. It�ll be OK, Faith. I won�t let anything happen that�s not
supposed to. OK?� Willow
moves to give Faith a quick hug, and a thin smile.

�Sure, whatever.�

Faith looks at the fire, at Xander, at Willow,
at the sky.

�Can we get a move on?
It�s freakin� cold out here.�

Willow moves
back to her place, between the two slayers.
She starts to mumble something in Sumerian, or older than that. Her face, hands and hair start to glow
silvery and bright. Her voice gets
clearer and lower. She�s breathing heavy
now.

Her head jerks back.
And her arms are flung out, sending white streams of light into the
bodies of the Chosen Two. Faith and
Buffy are held by the light, held fast and frozen by it. Eyes closed, enraptured, being lifted by the radiance
that shoots from Willow�s
body.

An eternity passes.

There�s a shift in the light. Subtle. A sheen of silver in
the white.

Faith opens her eyes with a start. Looking into Buffy�s eyes. And they are Buffy�s eyes. Still captured by the threads passing between
them, she can see. She can see
everything. Knowing
that Buffy can see her too. Can see her pain, her shame, her fear. It�s too much.

But Faith can�t close her eyes. Can�t stop feeling the
connection. The
threads of light. Buffy�s soul
threaded with her own. It�s so pure. So clean. She never knew.

She�s deeper now. She
can see Buffy�s dreams, her fears, her heart. Heart�s desire. The secret thought. The question that lingers
there. Waiting
for Faith.

The answer that lies in her own heart. Always there for Buffy to
see.

****************************

�Buffy?� Xander lays
an arm over Buffy�s shoulder. �Buffy? Is
it you?�

Buffy looks up at him, tears streaming down her face. Sobbing like she�ll never stop. He starts yanking at the chains holding her,
fumbling for the keys.

Kennedy helps Willow
rise from where she�s fallen. Leads her
to the car, sits her exhausted frame in the backseat.

Faith is on her knees.
She can�t stand up. She looks
around, at the worried faces, helping the ones they love. She struggles to stand. Shakes her mane of dark
hair, trying to focus her mind. See, they only wanted her back. They don�t care about you. You�re still alone.

A strong and gentle hand lifts her from the ground. Pulls her into a hug.

�Oh, Faith. Thank goodness you�re alright. You are alright?� Giles� voice breaks.

�I�m OK. I�m just a
little shook up�� Giles pulls her
tighter.

Faith looks up at him, a soft smile on her face. For a second, she hugs him back. �Really, I�m OK.� And pulls out of the
embrace. Turns
to start walking to the car.

�Faith!� A wretched voice.

She turns, and her eyes fall on Buffy. Buffy who�s barely standing, leaning on Xander. Buffy who�s still sobbing.

�Please! I
never� I�m so sorry� I can�t��
Buffy who�s pleading with her.

Faith looks at Buffy blankly, avoiding her eyes.

She looks back to Giles.
�Can we go now? It�s cold.�

****************************

�Wha�� Faith wakes up
with a jolt. She�s sticky with
sweat. Bad dreams? Feels clumsily for the
light on the bedside table. She
hits the shade before she hits the switch, and the movement and light makes the
shadows dance on the wall.

She goes to the window and opens it a crack. Grabs a smoke from her pack on the sill, and
leans up against the wall, inhaling deeply.

Giles will want to talk to her in the morning. Send her out on another rescue mission to who
knows where. But Faith has all this
stuff rolling around in her head. She
needs some quiet time. Time alone.

She throws the rest of the lit cigarette out the window,
watching the red spark flit and spiral down to the ground. She�s gotta bail. She knows that. But she can�t bring herself to pull her
duffel bag out from under the bed. Can�t
bring herself to sneak out in the night.

And there�s Buffy�

Faith�s mind wanders, back into the moment where the light
hit her eyes. Where she met Buffy in the blinding silvery
strands. There was
something�

She�s jolted out of her thoughts. There�s a hole where there should be
something. Where there should be a�
tingle. A sense of
someone, ever present.

�Buffy�s gone!�

She throws on her jeans and races to the door. She�s gotta tell Giles.

But there�s a tiny piece of paper. Right there at her feet. Like it was slipped under
her door.

Faith picks up the scrap, hands trembling. Unfolding the note, she subconsciously walks
to her bed, and sits down on the end.
She reads.

Faith,

This is too much for
me. What I did. I can�t face it, I can�t face you.

Please, tell them not
to look for me. Tell Dawn� tell her I�m
sorry.

I�m so sorry.

Look after them for
me.

Buffy
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