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Buffy looked down at the body of the other Slayer, the only one who could ever understand what it was like, could ever understand Buffy. There had always been a bond there, ever since Faith first showed up in Sunnydale. She'd been here for months before going off the deep end and joining the Mayor, but it felt as though they only just met the day before. They hadn't had enough time.
Not enough time for Buffy to admit how she felt.
She'd finally made up her mind to tell Faith, but then the drama with Allan Finch happened, and Faith tried to run, then joined the Mayor. Buffy didn't have the chance, there was too much going on. Then, as if by some cruel trick of the Powers That Be, Buffy herself had to stab Faith. She thought she'd killed her. Then, the Powers decided to take the joke one step further, and let Faith survive, but put her in a c***, where Buffy could never be sure that Faith heard her when she told her, every day, "I love you."
Buffy visited Faith every day, hoping for some miracle that would let Faith recover and wake up. She was almost ready to give up hope when the Powers took mercy on her.
"Faith?" Buffy gasped, unsure of what she was seeing as Faith opened her eyes.
"Mmm?" Faith could only moan as she came back to consciousness for the first time in twelve long months.
"Faith!" Buffy gasped again, then threw herself over the edge of the bed and buried her face in the blankets, sobbing hysterically in relief.
Faith wasn't sure what was happening. She was blinded by a bright light all around. She heard a voice that sounded familiar, but couldn't quite recognize it, nor could she discern what the voice was saying. She felt something on her stomach, but she could barely move, so she couldn't brush it off. The thing was lifted off suddenly, and the voice grew louder. Faith could tell it was screaming.
She felt things poking and prodding at her, but was still too weak to do anything about it.
Maybe the Mayor could help her out. Then, something hit her. Memories. Memories like you sometimes have of something that happened during the night when you're asleep, a song that played on the radio that you'd never heard before, but that you now knew the words to anyway when you heard it during the day. They were out of focus, but they were there.
"Faith, it's me, Buffy. B. I... I'm not sure if you can understand anything I'm saying, but, there's a few things you should know..."
The memory stopped there and another one began.
"Faith, um, I've been doing a bit of research, and what I've read says that, sometimes, c*** victims wake up with little snippets of memory from when they were... asleep, so, I figured, maybe, the more times I say something to you, the more likely you'll remember me saying it, it might stick..."
Again.
"Um, here I go. Again, repeating it all, hoping you remember it. Um... Well, the Mayor..."
"Failed. Graduation Day failed. We beat the Mayor..."
"I don't know if you'll remember this, but I... kind of..."
"It was for Angel. You tried to kill him. I didn't want to, and I hate myself for it, but..."
"Needed him. He was important to my plan to beat..."
"I hope you understand, Faith. I never wanted to hurt..."
"Because I... I mean, I'm in..."
"With you. You get that? I..."
"You. You mean..."
"To me, and I have nightmares..."
"I'm so, so sorry, Faith..."
"Wake up! Wake up, Faith..."
"Please! I need you..."
"I can't..."
"Seeing you like this. It's too hard. Every time I come here, I end up screaming at you, and security has to drag me out. Heh. Imagine that. This time, I'm the violent one. I'm the one that needs to be thrown out. Well, anyway, just wanted you to know, I met someone. I'm going to college now. Met a guy. He's cute. You'd probably want to have one of your one-night stands with him. I don't love him, of course, but at least he's..."
"Alive to the world. I mean, Riley's not, like, my one true or anything like that. I've told you enough times by now you should remember it when you wake up, but I still need to keep saying it, for my sake. I need hope that you'll wake up soon. I..."
"Faith..."
"Faith..."
"Faith..."
"I..."
"Love..."
"You..."
"Well, here it is. It's been six months since I almost killed you. You've been asleep for half a year. I think... I'm not sure, I don't think you ever actually told me, but, I think you missed your birthday. I threw a party, anyway, just to be sure. I invited everyone, but only Angel showed up. Angel always had a soft spot for you. Guess he can kind of understand what you've gone through. He knows what it's like to be lost, and do bad things, and enjoy them at the time, but when you get your conscious back, it hurts, and you're disgusted with yourself. I choose to believe you'll be like that, that you'll get your conscious back and come back to me..."
"I love you, Faith, but I don't know how much longer I can take seeing you like this every day. I cry myself to sleep every night, and wake up, and cry some more, because my dreams, have I told you about my dreams? Well, they're getting more and more real. It's like..."
"Like you're actually there with me. Even when I wake up, I can feel your skin, your breath, and your lips. Your blood. I'm so... aroused, yet disgusted, at the same time, because I know it's all my fault. I feel terrible for abandoning you, Faith, because I put you in this c***, but I need to at least try to move on. Riley's left the Initiative now, on account of a rampaging psychopathic killer demon hybrid thing that they cooked up. We're trying to figure out how to kill it. I know you could find a way. Just charge right in and rip its heart out, right? Hey, that might actually work. Maybe I'll give that a shot next time..."
"Thanks for the insight, Faith, and sorry I haven't been around the past couple weeks. Couldn't work up the courage. Well, I tried what you suggested. I ripped out Adam's heart. Adam, that's the demon hybrid thing's name. Anyway, I ripped out his heart, and he died, so thanks. You actually helped me kill the next big bad. See, you're already earning redemption. So you can wake up now, promise I won't stab you again..."
"I love you, Faith. This'll probably be the last time I come visit. I can't see you like this anymore, knowing it was me who did this to you. So let me just say it one more time: I love you. I'm in love with you..."
"Well, I guess I was wrong. It wasn't that I couldn't keep coming, it was that I can't stop coming. It's been a year since you went into this c***. I understand that you were tired, but I'm gonna start calling you Ms. Rip Van Winkle. Or is it "Wrinkle"? I don't know. You need to wake up, okay? Please."
"Faith? Faith!"
Her eyes came into focus. The poking and prodding had ended several minutes ago, and only now was she able to see anything clearly. She didn't bother looking around, instead choosing to reflect on what she remembered. The Mayor was dead. Graduation failed. Buffy stabbed her with her own knife.
Buffy... Buffy was in love with her...
'Why now?' Faith thought. 'Why couldn't she have said that before I killed Finch? Before I joined the Mayor? Before I betrayed them? Why did I have to go into a c*** for her to say that? Why now? I swear, I'm gonna kill her the next time I see her.'
"Faith? You awake?" Faith looked over to see Buffy sitting next to her bed. Her face and eyes were red. She's been crying.
"Did you mean it?" Faith asked, her voice barely a whisper.
"Every word. Everything."
"Then... Then the stab?" Faith asked, her voice rising slightly, tears now streaming from her own eyes. "It was an accident?" she pleaded.
"No. I did it on purpose. To save Angel," Buffy was crying again, too.
"But... why? Why now?" Faith asked.
"I don't know." Buffy buried her face in Faith's blanket again, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed. "What all do you remember?" she asked.
"Dead Mayor. No big worm demon. Met a guy. Riley. Initiative. Dead hybrid. Screaming. You loved me. Rip Van Winkle. Twelve months. Nightmares," Faith managed to sum up.
"It's all true. Except for the "I loved you" bit. I still love you. Never stopped."
"Stop," Faith said, closing her eyes. "You don't get to love me. You had that chance before Finch. Not anymore. You had from the time I met you to the time I killed a human being to love me. Anytime in there somewhere, we could have lived happily ever after. Not now. Now, it's too late."
Faith's words cut like knives, cutting deep into Buffy, each of them bringing another wave of tears and more cries of anguish. Especially the happily ever after part.
"You tried to gut me, B. If that had been an accident, like you were just trying to scare me or something, but lost your balance, that would be different. I might be able to forgive you for that. So tell me, was it an accident? Were you just saying it wasn't so I wouldn't think you were clumsy?"
Buffy hesitated. She was tempted to agree with Faith, saying it was all a mistake, but Buffy doesn't lie, and Faith would know it was a lie.
"No. It wasn't an accident," Buffy whispered, but Faith still heard her.
"B. Please. I love you too, please just tell me it was an accident. Lie to me. Please."
"No. I can't do that. I stabbed you. I did it consciously, to save Angel from the poison. Slayer's blood was the only antidote, and I tried to kill you so I could give him yours, but then you fell, and I couldn't get your body back, so it was for nothing. That's the worst part. I tried to kill you for a reason, and it was all for nothing. I ended up having to feed myself to him. He didn't kill me, though. That's obvious."
"Leave."
Buffy was startled. Faith even startled herself.
"What?"
"Leave."
"Faith..."
"Leave now. Just go. Go away. I don't want to see you anymore. Just go!"
"Faith..." Buffy sobbed, but refused to leave. Both of them were sobbing hysterically now.
Buffy wasn't able to control herself. Neither could Faith. Their lips suddenly met and they both stopped crying in surprise, but their lips had a mind of their own, and it wasn't long before their tongues started dancing in each other's mouths.
An attendant walked in at that moment, blushed, and then walked away, leaving them in privacy.
An hour later, both Slayers were panting and smiling, unable to wipe the stupid grins off their faces. Buffy snuggled up close to Faith, dr****g her right arm over Faith's chest, her bare leg slipping in between Faith's own naked legs. Buffy's breasts pressed against Faith's shoulder and they both sighed in content.
Life was good.
Buffy looked down at the body of the other Slayer, the only one who could ever understand what it was like, could ever understand Buffy. There had always been a bond there, ever since Faith first showed up in Sunnydale. She'd been here for months before going off the deep end and joining the Mayor, but it felt as though they only just met the day before. They hadn't had enough time.
Not enough time for Buffy to admit how she felt.
She'd finally made up her mind to tell Faith, but then the drama with Allan Finch happened, and Faith tried to run, then joined the Mayor. Buffy didn't have the chance, there was too much going on. Then, as if by some cruel trick of the Powers That Be, Buffy herself had to stab Faith. She thought she'd killed her. Then, the Powers decided to take the joke one step further, and let Faith survive, but put her in a c***, where Buffy could never be sure that Faith heard her when she told her, every day, "I love you."
Buffy visited Faith every day, hoping for some miracle that would let Faith recover and wake up. She was almost ready to give up hope when the Powers took mercy on her.
"Faith?" Buffy gasped, unsure of what she was seeing as Faith opened her eyes.
"Mmm?" Faith could only moan as she came back to consciousness for the first time in twelve long months.
"Faith!" Buffy gasped again, then threw herself over the edge of the bed and buried her face in the blankets, sobbing hysterically in relief.
Faith wasn't sure what was happening. She was blinded by a bright light all around. She heard a voice that sounded familiar, but couldn't quite recognize it, nor could she discern what the voice was saying. She felt something on her stomach, but she could barely move, so she couldn't brush it off. The thing was lifted off suddenly, and the voice grew louder. Faith could tell it was screaming.
She felt things poking and prodding at her, but was still too weak to do anything about it.
Maybe the Mayor could help her out. Then, something hit her. Memories. Memories like you sometimes have of something that happened during the night when you're asleep, a song that played on the radio that you'd never heard before, but that you now knew the words to anyway when you heard it during the day. They were out of focus, but they were there.
"Faith, it's me, Buffy. B. I... I'm not sure if you can understand anything I'm saying, but, there's a few things you should know..."
The memory stopped there and another one began.
"Faith, um, I've been doing a bit of research, and what I've read says that, sometimes, c*** victims wake up with little snippets of memory from when they were... asleep, so, I figured, maybe, the more times I say something to you, the more likely you'll remember me saying it, it might stick..."
Again.
"Um, here I go. Again, repeating it all, hoping you remember it. Um... Well, the Mayor..."
"Failed. Graduation Day failed. We beat the Mayor..."
"I don't know if you'll remember this, but I... kind of..."
"It was for Angel. You tried to kill him. I didn't want to, and I hate myself for it, but..."
"Needed him. He was important to my plan to beat..."
"I hope you understand, Faith. I never wanted to hurt..."
"Because I... I mean, I'm in..."
"With you. You get that? I..."
"You. You mean..."
"To me, and I have nightmares..."
"I'm so, so sorry, Faith..."
"Wake up! Wake up, Faith..."
"Please! I need you..."
"I can't..."
"Seeing you like this. It's too hard. Every time I come here, I end up screaming at you, and security has to drag me out. Heh. Imagine that. This time, I'm the violent one. I'm the one that needs to be thrown out. Well, anyway, just wanted you to know, I met someone. I'm going to college now. Met a guy. He's cute. You'd probably want to have one of your one-night stands with him. I don't love him, of course, but at least he's..."
"Alive to the world. I mean, Riley's not, like, my one true or anything like that. I've told you enough times by now you should remember it when you wake up, but I still need to keep saying it, for my sake. I need hope that you'll wake up soon. I..."
"Faith..."
"Faith..."
"Faith..."
"I..."
"Love..."
"You..."
"Well, here it is. It's been six months since I almost killed you. You've been asleep for half a year. I think... I'm not sure, I don't think you ever actually told me, but, I think you missed your birthday. I threw a party, anyway, just to be sure. I invited everyone, but only Angel showed up. Angel always had a soft spot for you. Guess he can kind of understand what you've gone through. He knows what it's like to be lost, and do bad things, and enjoy them at the time, but when you get your conscious back, it hurts, and you're disgusted with yourself. I choose to believe you'll be like that, that you'll get your conscious back and come back to me..."
"I love you, Faith, but I don't know how much longer I can take seeing you like this every day. I cry myself to sleep every night, and wake up, and cry some more, because my dreams, have I told you about my dreams? Well, they're getting more and more real. It's like..."
"Like you're actually there with me. Even when I wake up, I can feel your skin, your breath, and your lips. Your blood. I'm so... aroused, yet disgusted, at the same time, because I know it's all my fault. I feel terrible for abandoning you, Faith, because I put you in this c***, but I need to at least try to move on. Riley's left the Initiative now, on account of a rampaging psychopathic killer demon hybrid thing that they cooked up. We're trying to figure out how to kill it. I know you could find a way. Just charge right in and rip its heart out, right? Hey, that might actually work. Maybe I'll give that a shot next time..."
"Thanks for the insight, Faith, and sorry I haven't been around the past couple weeks. Couldn't work up the courage. Well, I tried what you suggested. I ripped out Adam's heart. Adam, that's the demon hybrid thing's name. Anyway, I ripped out his heart, and he died, so thanks. You actually helped me kill the next big bad. See, you're already earning redemption. So you can wake up now, promise I won't stab you again..."
"I love you, Faith. This'll probably be the last time I come visit. I can't see you like this anymore, knowing it was me who did this to you. So let me just say it one more time: I love you. I'm in love with you..."
"Well, I guess I was wrong. It wasn't that I couldn't keep coming, it was that I can't stop coming. It's been a year since you went into this c***. I understand that you were tired, but I'm gonna start calling you Ms. Rip Van Winkle. Or is it "Wrinkle"? I don't know. You need to wake up, okay? Please."
"Faith? Faith!"
Her eyes came into focus. The poking and prodding had ended several minutes ago, and only now was she able to see anything clearly. She didn't bother looking around, instead choosing to reflect on what she remembered. The Mayor was dead. Graduation failed. Buffy stabbed her with her own knife.
Buffy... Buffy was in love with her...
'Why now?' Faith thought. 'Why couldn't she have said that before I killed Finch? Before I joined the Mayor? Before I betrayed them? Why did I have to go into a c*** for her to say that? Why now? I swear, I'm gonna kill her the next time I see her.'
"Faith? You awake?" Faith looked over to see Buffy sitting next to her bed. Her face and eyes were red. She's been crying.
"Did you mean it?" Faith asked, her voice barely a whisper.
"Every word. Everything."
"Then... Then the stab?" Faith asked, her voice rising slightly, tears now streaming from her own eyes. "It was an accident?" she pleaded.
"No. I did it on purpose. To save Angel," Buffy was crying again, too.
"But... why? Why now?" Faith asked.
"I don't know." Buffy buried her face in Faith's blanket again, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed. "What all do you remember?" she asked.
"Dead Mayor. No big worm demon. Met a guy. Riley. Initiative. Dead hybrid. Screaming. You loved me. Rip Van Winkle. Twelve months. Nightmares," Faith managed to sum up.
"It's all true. Except for the "I loved you" bit. I still love you. Never stopped."
"Stop," Faith said, closing her eyes. "You don't get to love me. You had that chance before Finch. Not anymore. You had from the time I met you to the time I killed a human being to love me. Anytime in there somewhere, we could have lived happily ever after. Not now. Now, it's too late."
Faith's words cut like knives, cutting deep into Buffy, each of them bringing another wave of tears and more cries of anguish. Especially the happily ever after part.
"You tried to gut me, B. If that had been an accident, like you were just trying to scare me or something, but lost your balance, that would be different. I might be able to forgive you for that. So tell me, was it an accident? Were you just saying it wasn't so I wouldn't think you were clumsy?"
Buffy hesitated. She was tempted to agree with Faith, saying it was all a mistake, but Buffy doesn't lie, and Faith would know it was a lie.
"No. It wasn't an accident," Buffy whispered, but Faith still heard her.
"B. Please. I love you too, please just tell me it was an accident. Lie to me. Please."
"No. I can't do that. I stabbed you. I did it consciously, to save Angel from the poison. Slayer's blood was the only antidote, and I tried to kill you so I could give him yours, but then you fell, and I couldn't get your body back, so it was for nothing. That's the worst part. I tried to kill you for a reason, and it was all for nothing. I ended up having to feed myself to him. He didn't kill me, though. That's obvious."
"Leave."
Buffy was startled. Faith even startled herself.
"What?"
"Leave."
"Faith..."
"Leave now. Just go. Go away. I don't want to see you anymore. Just go!"
"Faith..." Buffy sobbed, but refused to leave. Both of them were sobbing hysterically now.
Buffy wasn't able to control herself. Neither could Faith. Their lips suddenly met and they both stopped crying in surprise, but their lips had a mind of their own, and it wasn't long before their tongues started dancing in each other's mouths.
An attendant walked in at that moment, blushed, and then walked away, leaving them in privacy.
An hour later, both Slayers were panting and smiling, unable to wipe the stupid grins off their faces. Buffy snuggled up close to Faith, dr****g her right arm over Faith's chest, her bare leg slipping in between Faith's own naked legs. Buffy's breasts pressed against Faith's shoulder and they both sighed in content.
Life was good.
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