Oh isn't this just... sweet? Buffy and the walking drill sargeant, stick firmly planted up his ass and I think he probably liked it. It felt routine to him. Bastard. I couldn't help but smirk lightly at the thought of being in a room with two Slayers. It was better than heaven, it was my wet dream and here it was live and in living color.
"Mighty nice of you to let Faith stay here." I say quietly, my head dipped down in shame. Shame for the fact Angel couldn't take care of Faith, and that I was here taking his tongue lashing that would surely rattle out of the blonde bitch's mouth. I set my hand along Faith's hip, pulling her toward me and kissing her forehead gently. "It would probably be best, so we know where she is at all times. She... she wanders sometimes so watch her."
I let my hand slip from around her hip and I let it stroke up and down her back gently, watching the whole time how Buffy watched. Sure she was concerned about Faith, and on the other hand it ate her up Angel was with her. I love it.
"So... is it okay if she stays here for a while?" I ask with a smile, stilling my hand on Faith's lower back gently.
Angel's hands slid all over my body and I was halfway stuck between feelin' kinda insecure about the blatant display of affection in front of Buffy, and happy that he wasn't afraid to show her that I was his now. He was mine.
I frowned when Angel told B to watch me cause I wander. I mean, that was good...because I did seem to wander off alot and get myself into trouble. Still it sorta felt like I was a kid bein' handed off from dad to mom. Bad little girl. Story of my life right?
"Apologize to me and I will beat you to death."
"Go ahead."
Angel steps in front of me, I can hear the familiar warning tone of his voice. "This is not gonna happen."
"You're gonna stop me? Because you're gonna have to." This is all starting to remind me of something way too familiar. Like a kid, watchin' her parents duke it out.
"Don't - so this." My voice barely sounds like my own as I looked up at the two of them.
"Faith, go upstairs - now."
"You think I'm gonna let her out of my sight?"
"Buffy, just back off."
"There is no way I'm letting her out of my sight."
"Faith, go!"
I get up and walk as fast as I can up the stairs, and I'm pretty sure I can hear the sound of a fist smacking into flesh.
Shaking my head, I returned blank eyes to Buffy again. "Thanks." I said quietly before pulling away from Angel, walking past Buffy and Riley I sat down on their couch and picked up the remote to the television.
I listened to Angel talk about Faith as if she wasn't there, hello... kind of right here for all of us to see. I frowned at him and pulled Buffy closer to me when she said Faith could stay, looking at Faith trying to show her we were going to help. She strolled past us and sat on the couch, flipping on the television. I looked at her oddly as she crunched down into the sofa and twirled a strand of hair around her finger, staring into nothing.
I turn back around and look over Angel, he looks amazingly calm and together for someone who's girl is dying. I scratch the back of my head and look at the two of them. They are both angry and obviously want to exchange words, although the smirk on Angel's face tells me he'd give Buffy a run for her money.
"So I should get going back to my room once she settles in, but I'll come back up and check on you randomly." I look up at Angel making sure he was clear on who'd be helping watch out for Faith, he'd have to answer not only to Buffy but now me as well. "You need anything else Angel?"
I felt the tingle run up my spine as I saw Buffy step closer to Riley, not feeling so safe are you princess? You shouldn't, I'm not Angel. I'm the man who will one day kill you, and Faith... she's going to help. I push that thought from my mind and look at Faith sitting on the couch totally zoned out, like usual I'm sure. I'd watch her sometimes when she was just in the apartment, she'd just lay and watch tv and wait for him to come home. That was a depressing thing and I let out a sigh, telling myself to up the stakes a bit so I can hurry and vamp Faith.
Riley walks over to Faith after his little night and shining armor speech, touch her and dieand I turn my eyes back to Buffy.
"Buffy I really appreciate you letting her stay, it's... it's been rough." I say quietly, leaning in a bit even though if she wanted to hear I know she could. "She's getting worse everyday and no one can seem to... find anything to help with this here. She's... dying."
Woe is her, she's dying. Let me throw myself on the ground and cry for twelve years. Only not. I can't wait to feel her dying in my arms, hear her heart slow to a crawl. Watch as her pupils flutter between constriction and dilation. Dying, for me. Watching as red droplets color her face and she greedily laps at them, dragging my wrist to her mouth and-
Buffy's voice broke me from my little daydream, damn mouthy fuck.
I sat down from Faith on the couch, looking at the television. My attempts to ask if she was hungry failed, she was so fixated she probably didn't even hear me. I look up at Buffy as she exchanges words with Angel quietly, and pretty much in his face. I can't imagine it was pleasant.
"Everything okay?" I ask her as she walks to the couch and sits between Faith and I, we both look up at Angel. "I'm assuming that means you can go now, we'll make sure she stays safe and alive." I stand up and walk to the door where he is still standing, I pull it open.
"We'll call." I said harshly and waited for him to leave.
It's nice to know you finally noticed. When I came to your office yesterday, you could just look at her and know something was wrong. Angel, what the hell have you been doing? Apparently nothing. You need to turn around and walk out. I'll take care of her. Someone needs to.
I watched as they all sat on the sofa, looking at Angel like he was the bad guy. Truly he was, it was a shame he neglected his duties as a vampire. He was weak, and I had to stand there and act like him and take it from Buffy. Why? Cuz that's what he'd do and then whine about it later in private.
We'll call.
"Oh, yes... of course, right." I say through gritted teeth as Captain America held the door open for me. I should rip this door of the hinges and break it in half, pinning him to the wall with one half and watching blood spill out his mouth. I move out into the hallway and give him a caring look.
"Thanks, both of you. I owe you. Faith, see you... later." I sigh dramatically and turn on heel, walking to the elevators with a grin the size of the Titanic. I'd be back, I have to check on my girls, don't I?
"Mighty nice of you to let Faith stay here." I say quietly, my head dipped down in shame. Shame for the fact Angel couldn't take care of Faith, and that I was here taking his tongue lashing that would surely rattle out of the blonde bitch's mouth. I set my hand along Faith's hip, pulling her toward me and kissing her forehead gently. "It would probably be best, so we know where she is at all times. She... she wanders sometimes so watch her."
I let my hand slip from around her hip and I let it stroke up and down her back gently, watching the whole time how Buffy watched. Sure she was concerned about Faith, and on the other hand it ate her up Angel was with her. I love it.
"So... is it okay if she stays here for a while?" I ask with a smile, stilling my hand on Faith's lower back gently.
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I frowned when Angel told B to watch me cause I wander. I mean, that was good...because I did seem to wander off alot and get myself into trouble. Still it sorta felt like I was a kid bein' handed off from dad to mom. Bad little girl. Story of my life right?
"Apologize to me and I will beat you to death."
"Go ahead."
Angel steps in front of me, I can hear the familiar warning tone of his voice. "This is not gonna happen."
"You're gonna stop me? Because you're gonna have to." This is all starting to remind me of something way too familiar. Like a kid, watchin' her parents duke it out.
"Don't - so this." My voice barely sounds like my own as I looked up at the two of them.
"Faith, go upstairs - now."
"You think I'm gonna let her out of my sight?"
"Buffy, just back off."
"There is no way I'm letting her out of my sight."
"Faith, go!"
I get up and walk as fast as I can up the stairs, and I'm pretty sure I can hear the sound of a fist smacking into flesh.
Shaking my head, I returned blank eyes to Buffy again.
"Thanks." I said quietly before pulling away from Angel, walking past Buffy and Riley I sat down on their couch and picked up the remote to the television.
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I turn back around and look over Angel, he looks amazingly calm and together for someone who's girl is dying. I scratch the back of my head and look at the two of them. They are both angry and obviously want to exchange words, although the smirk on Angel's face tells me he'd give Buffy a run for her money.
"So I should get going back to my room once she settles in, but I'll come back up and check on you randomly." I look up at Angel making sure he was clear on who'd be helping watch out for Faith, he'd have to answer not only to Buffy but now me as well. "You need anything else Angel?"
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Riley walks over to Faith after his little night and shining armor speech, touch her and dieand I turn my eyes back to Buffy.
"Buffy I really appreciate you letting her stay, it's... it's been rough." I say quietly, leaning in a bit even though if she wanted to hear I know she could. "She's getting worse everyday and no one can seem to... find anything to help with this here. She's... dying."
Woe is her, she's dying. Let me throw myself on the ground and cry for twelve years. Only not. I can't wait to feel her dying in my arms, hear her heart slow to a crawl. Watch as her pupils flutter between constriction and dilation. Dying, for me. Watching as red droplets color her face and she greedily laps at them, dragging my wrist to her mouth and-
Buffy's voice broke me from my little daydream, damn mouthy fuck.
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"Everything okay?" I ask her as she walks to the couch and sits between Faith and I, we both look up at Angel. "I'm assuming that means you can go now, we'll make sure she stays safe and alive." I stand up and walk to the door where he is still standing, I pull it open.
"We'll call." I said harshly and waited for him to leave.
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I watched as they all sat on the sofa, looking at Angel like he was the bad guy. Truly he was, it was a shame he neglected his duties as a vampire. He was weak, and I had to stand there and act like him and take it from Buffy. Why? Cuz that's what he'd do and then whine about it later in private.
We'll call.
"Oh, yes... of course, right." I say through gritted teeth as Captain America held the door open for me. I should rip this door of the hinges and break it in half, pinning him to the wall with one half and watching blood spill out his mouth. I move out into the hallway and give him a caring look.
"Thanks, both of you. I owe you. Faith, see you... later." I sigh dramatically and turn on heel, walking to the elevators with a grin the size of the Titanic. I'd be back, I have to check on my girls, don't I?
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