Make Me Forget | By : nik1styles Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 7714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Make Me Forget- Chapters 1
Pairing: Faith/Buffy all the way. Though there is some Faith/Wood for a while and mentions of other Faith pairings.
Summary: After the collapse of Sunnydale, Buffy and Faith begin to get closer than anyone knows. Problems arise, though, when Faith’s actions from the past literally come back to haunt her.
Rating: R for now, may be NC-17 in some parts
Disclaimer: Yeah, these aren’t mine, they’re Joss’s, but I think you already knew that.
Note: Please review. I feed on it.
Note 2: This is slightly AU in the Angelverse. Angel somehow got the necklace to give to Buffy earlier on, and they are still dealing with the Cordelia mess. No Wolfram and Hart offer.
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Chapter One:
The entire Sunnydale crew, except Anya and Spike, cause they’re dead and all, has been staying at the Hyperion for two weeks. After Sunnydale sank in and turned into a giant crater, we got on the bus and tried to decide what we were gonna do….
2 weeks ago:
“Buff, where are we going now?”
“We need to get these girls to a hospital.”
“I am so hungry.”
“I think I’m gonna pass out.”
“Buffy, what do you want to do?”
God, don’t these people ever shut up? They’ve been shooting out questions for a good 20 minutes now and none of them get that B just isn’t listening. She completely spaced out and I think maybe she’s sleeping with her eyes shut. They’re also so packed around B’s seat, it’s a wonder she can breathe. Jesus, my fucking head hurts.
“Yo, just shut up!” I suddenly yell at everyone, and yep, that got their attention. They all turn and look at me in the back seat. “Red, you got a cell?”
She looks at me in a weird way and then pulls a cell phone out of her pocket. “Who are you calling?” Red asks suspiciously, but I just wiggle my eyebrows at her and say, “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
I start dialing an all-too familiar number and then wait for someone to pick up.
“Angel Investigations, we normally help the helpless but we’re currently trying to figure out what the hell kinda demon’s possessed Cordy.”
“Hey Gunn,” I say, smiling. Man this guy cracks me up. “It’s me, Faith. Angel around?”
“Yeah, but he’s kinda busy right now. Connor’s run off with an evil Cordy and we really don’t know what to do.”
“Listen babe, you put Angel on the phone and I will personally come over there and smack Connor down for you.” Everyone just gave me a really weird look when I said that. Fuck it, what do I care what they think?
Gunn finally puts Angel’s undead ass on the phone and the first thing Angel does is bark, “What is it Faith?!?”
“Oh hell no, you are not talking to me like that. I just helped your ass out and this is how you’re gonna act? Tell you what, I call back and you answer with an inside voice,” I say, feeling really pissed off. I’m wicked tense from the fight and all and he is definitely not helping.
I hear Angel sigh out some breath he doesn’t even have. “Faith, things are really bad right now, and I really don’t have time for this. Just, please, tell me what you want.”
“Fine,” I give in. “We just fought a huge battle and shut down the entire fucking Hellmouth. We got a lot of injured people, so we’re gonna drop ‘em off at a hospital and then just stay the night at a motel or something. But, like, in a day or two, we’re gonna need somewhere to go cause we have no cash. Anyway, what I’m askin is if you can spare some room at the hotel.”
“Yeah, it’s fine Faith, but it would be better if you could come in a couple days because of this Cordelia thing. We need to focus right now and I don’t want you guys having to deal with this right now.”
I smile a little and tell him it’s cool. When I hang up with Deadboy everyone kind of looks around for a minute, and then Giles says, “Well, I guess that’s settled then.” Everyone then just turns around and goes to find a seat.
I stretch out on the seat, relieved that everyone’s gone, and close my eyes to see if I can catch a nap. I can hear everything on the bus. I hear Giles telling Robin to go to the nearest hospital. Why is he driving, anyway? He has a huge fucking gut wound and he’s operating a huge cheese bus. Unbelievable. I try and zone everyone out when I feel that tingle that only B can give me. I don’t know why I don’t have it with all these new slayers. I guess cause none of them were called proper, they aren’t real slayers, and therefore, no tingly spine feelings. I open my eyes and find B’s gorgeous hazel eyes looking at me. No, take that back, she’s studying me. Looking me up in down in what I would call lust if I didn’t know better. Not that I don’t want it to be lust. I’ve been into B since the night I first met her. After the things Spike told me, I’m no longer delusional enough to think that she would be weirded out by being with a girl. It’s more that she would never look at me that way because I’m a murderer who spent a good chunk of time obsessing over making her life miserable.
B finally looks up at my face and she looks kinda embarrassed, like she’s been caught doing something bad. Whatever. “You need something, B?” I ask, kind of wanting to get back to my sleep and not wanting to think about how wound up I am.
She smiles, moves my feet, and then sits down in the seat next to me. Great, this is just what I need. Buffy looks at me a minute and then says, “You know, I wasn’t really spaced out. I was just pretending to be so that they might take a hint and realize I don’t have any answers. I guess you’re the only one that got it. Thanks.”
“No problem, B, just doin my job as second-in-command slayer. That’s what I do.”
B looks at me like she wants to say something, but then shuts her mouth. She looks off to the side and then says, “You know, everything is gone. My house, all my pictures, and Mr. Gordo. I saved your knife also. That’s gone. Giles’s favorite green mug and Dawn’s autographed Britney Spears cd. Mr. Pointy’s gone, and so’s my favorite leather jacket. Mom’s grave is gone and so is the Bronze.” B starts to get tears in her eyes and her voice gets teary when she says, “Restfield Cemetery is gone, Faith. My home, my job as the Slayer, my life is gone. Everything is gone. What am I going to do now? Everyone’s always looked to me for answers because I was the only one, but there are so many options now that they’ll see that I’m not the best. I’m not important anymore. I don’t matter and no one needs me anymore.”
God, this girl breaks my heart. No one has ever been able to make me love or hate the way that she does. I slowly raise my hand up to her cheek and wipe away some one the tears that are streaming down her face. When B finally meets my eyes, I whisper to her, “B, no matter how many girls there are now with superpowers, you are The Slayer. You always will be. You did something so great today, you don’t even know. You have saved so many people and changed so many lives. B, you are so important it’s ridiculous. And you know what? Even if you don’t know what a difference you’ve made, remember me. You are the most important person in my life and you always will be. Just remember that to me, you’re the world. Never doubt it.”
Buffy looks at me and then bursts into a new round of tears. I can’t believe I just poured my heart out and all it did was make her cry harder. But then I feel B wrap her arms around my waist, pull me in tight, and bury her face in my neck, and it all becomes worth it. I pull us both back against the window and hold B while she calms down. I hear her breathing even out and I know she’s fallen asleep. I lean down and kiss the top of her dirty hair and I know that I’ve never loved her more. Shit. I thought I was over this. I am so screwed.
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