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To Really Know Someone: Chapter 4
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The sound of the heart rate monitor seems to echo through the room, despite the lack of empty space for the sound to travel and the walls to bounce off of.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
But it's the one hooked up to the heart rate monitor that has the attention of the young blonde slayer sitting patiently beside it.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
If only the conversation that Buffy knew was coming could be as simple, constant, and reassuring as the repeated beep coming from the machine.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“I'm really getting sick of that sound.”
Buffy looks up from her semi-repetitive vigil at Faith's beside to see the brunette staring back at her.
“I mean, I know it's keeping me alive and everything, but after waking up to it three or four times, you kinda start to wish that they could hook up to an iPod and make it sound a little livelier.”
There's a smile from Buffy at Faith's comment.
“Well there you go. If you ever feel like a career change, you could make a lot of money selling that idea to hospitals.”
Faith smiles back at Buffy for a moment.
“Yeah, but I don't think I could ever give up the slaying gig. It's way too much fun.”
She lifts her hands up off the bed and runs it down her body, stopping at the bandage covering her most recent wound.
“Could do without the stab wounds though, it's not exactly the best feeling to get used to. It leads to a lot of scratching.”
Buffy's eyes lower at the thought of the scars on Faith's stomach.
“You're probably best to stay away from me then. They tend to happen when I'm around.”
Faith sits herself up on the bed and shrugs.
“Hey, it helps with the whole sexy badass image. It's good to have something to show the guys... or the girls.”
That comment makes Buffy shift uncomfortably in her seat next to her wounded companion.
“Right... about that...”
A silence falls between the two of them and again the only thing to be heard in the room is the sound of the heart monitor beeping.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“Is there word on Satsu? It's a little fuzzy, but I think I remember hearing her leave during the whole commotion that caused this.”
“Well, your hearing seems like it was okay then, because she did. Gave us a real run for our money too, but I managed to track her down. She's... she's back with us. Staying with us so that she can get some help...”
There's a few moments where Buffy pauses, hoping to gauge Faith's mostly unreadable response to the Satsu news.
“Is that... you know... okay?”
“You mean because I have a history of going psycho on people who stab me?”
Buffy doesn't respond right away.
“Mostly... yeah...”
“One of the things I've learned over the years B is that history is best left in the past. I'm over my whole `need for revenge' phase. You don't have to worry about me and Satsu exchanging fists or other sharp objects. Besides, I kinda gave her a good reason to do it. But then, I have a habit of that too.”
“Speaking of which... Satsu isn't all that talkative at the moment. She's doing pretty well but she's still kinda out of it. She doesn't like to talk about what happened. So, I'm hoping maybe you might be willing to... you know, fill in some of the details about what happened.”
This time it's Faith who doesn't respond right away.
“Not much to say really. Stabbings are kinda straight forward that way. Either you get stabbed or you don't.”
Again, there's a pause in the conversation.
“I got stabbed.”
Buffy watches Faith for a moment.
“Okay... I got most of that from when I showed up and you were bleeding. It's the why and the how that I'm a little fuzzy on.”
“Like I said... I kinda gave her a reason.”
The blonde slayer sits back in her chair.
“And if she'd hit you over the head with a steel pipe or something, I might be willing to leave things at that. But she stabbed you. She stuck a knife in your stomach and almost made you bleed to death.”
Faith stares at Buffy for a moment.
“So, did you.”
Buffy crosses her arms over her chest.
“Yeah, but I had a good reason. You were trying to help a psychotic politician eat the town.”
“And Satsu had just as good a reason, except I'm not evil in this scenario, thankfully.”
“But neither is Satsu. She's a good person. Just a little messed up at the moment, which brings us back to the most obvious question that I'm having trouble getting an answer for.”
Faith shifts her weight uncomfortably in her hospital bed.
“B... this isn't really something I'm up to talking about right now. I'm still kinda tired from the whole `almost dying' thing. I'd appreciate it if we could pick this up another time.”
Buffy stares at Faith for a while.
“Right, because not talking about things has worked so well for us in the past.”
This time it's Faith who turns her head to look at Buffy, giving her a slightly pleading stare as the seconds seem to stretch on between them. Eventually, Buffy takes a deep breath and lets out a sigh of resignation. She gets up from her seat next to Faith.
“Okay... if you're really that tired, I guess we could pick this conversation up later some time.”
“Yeah, sure B. No problem. We can talk about this later. Some time when I'm feeling a little more alive.”
The blonde slayer continues to back up out of Faith's hospital room in the Scottish Castle's Medical Wing.
“All right, we'll talk soon.”
“Bet on it B...”
Buffy turns around and walks out the door.
End of Chapter 4
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The sound of the heart rate monitor seems to echo through the room, despite the lack of empty space for the sound to travel and the walls to bounce off of.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
But it's the one hooked up to the heart rate monitor that has the attention of the young blonde slayer sitting patiently beside it.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
If only the conversation that Buffy knew was coming could be as simple, constant, and reassuring as the repeated beep coming from the machine.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“I'm really getting sick of that sound.”
Buffy looks up from her semi-repetitive vigil at Faith's beside to see the brunette staring back at her.
“I mean, I know it's keeping me alive and everything, but after waking up to it three or four times, you kinda start to wish that they could hook up to an iPod and make it sound a little livelier.”
There's a smile from Buffy at Faith's comment.
“Well there you go. If you ever feel like a career change, you could make a lot of money selling that idea to hospitals.”
Faith smiles back at Buffy for a moment.
“Yeah, but I don't think I could ever give up the slaying gig. It's way too much fun.”
She lifts her hands up off the bed and runs it down her body, stopping at the bandage covering her most recent wound.
“Could do without the stab wounds though, it's not exactly the best feeling to get used to. It leads to a lot of scratching.”
Buffy's eyes lower at the thought of the scars on Faith's stomach.
“You're probably best to stay away from me then. They tend to happen when I'm around.”
Faith sits herself up on the bed and shrugs.
“Hey, it helps with the whole sexy badass image. It's good to have something to show the guys... or the girls.”
That comment makes Buffy shift uncomfortably in her seat next to her wounded companion.
“Right... about that...”
A silence falls between the two of them and again the only thing to be heard in the room is the sound of the heart monitor beeping.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“Is there word on Satsu? It's a little fuzzy, but I think I remember hearing her leave during the whole commotion that caused this.”
“Well, your hearing seems like it was okay then, because she did. Gave us a real run for our money too, but I managed to track her down. She's... she's back with us. Staying with us so that she can get some help...”
There's a few moments where Buffy pauses, hoping to gauge Faith's mostly unreadable response to the Satsu news.
“Is that... you know... okay?”
“You mean because I have a history of going psycho on people who stab me?”
Buffy doesn't respond right away.
“Mostly... yeah...”
“One of the things I've learned over the years B is that history is best left in the past. I'm over my whole `need for revenge' phase. You don't have to worry about me and Satsu exchanging fists or other sharp objects. Besides, I kinda gave her a good reason to do it. But then, I have a habit of that too.”
“Speaking of which... Satsu isn't all that talkative at the moment. She's doing pretty well but she's still kinda out of it. She doesn't like to talk about what happened. So, I'm hoping maybe you might be willing to... you know, fill in some of the details about what happened.”
This time it's Faith who doesn't respond right away.
“Not much to say really. Stabbings are kinda straight forward that way. Either you get stabbed or you don't.”
Again, there's a pause in the conversation.
“I got stabbed.”
Buffy watches Faith for a moment.
“Okay... I got most of that from when I showed up and you were bleeding. It's the why and the how that I'm a little fuzzy on.”
“Like I said... I kinda gave her a reason.”
The blonde slayer sits back in her chair.
“And if she'd hit you over the head with a steel pipe or something, I might be willing to leave things at that. But she stabbed you. She stuck a knife in your stomach and almost made you bleed to death.”
Faith stares at Buffy for a moment.
“So, did you.”
Buffy crosses her arms over her chest.
“Yeah, but I had a good reason. You were trying to help a psychotic politician eat the town.”
“And Satsu had just as good a reason, except I'm not evil in this scenario, thankfully.”
“But neither is Satsu. She's a good person. Just a little messed up at the moment, which brings us back to the most obvious question that I'm having trouble getting an answer for.”
Faith shifts her weight uncomfortably in her hospital bed.
“B... this isn't really something I'm up to talking about right now. I'm still kinda tired from the whole `almost dying' thing. I'd appreciate it if we could pick this up another time.”
Buffy stares at Faith for a while.
“Right, because not talking about things has worked so well for us in the past.”
This time it's Faith who turns her head to look at Buffy, giving her a slightly pleading stare as the seconds seem to stretch on between them. Eventually, Buffy takes a deep breath and lets out a sigh of resignation. She gets up from her seat next to Faith.
“Okay... if you're really that tired, I guess we could pick this conversation up later some time.”
“Yeah, sure B. No problem. We can talk about this later. Some time when I'm feeling a little more alive.”
The blonde slayer continues to back up out of Faith's hospital room in the Scottish Castle's Medical Wing.
“All right, we'll talk soon.”
“Bet on it B...”
Buffy turns around and walks out the door.
End of Chapter 4
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