Every lead that Spike and I had followed up until now had grown cold or turned up empty. It was starting to feel like someone or something was playing us. Making us perform tricks like rats in a maze looking for the prize. The prize wasn't cheese though, it was Faith, and I was finished performing tricks
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"Not quite sure if she's still on it, maybe," I said. It didn't hurt to try though, knew that. Most of the time when she was on it, we'd have our little games of nibble and bites and we'd both be feelin' pretty soddin' good.
I nodded at Connor because that would seem like a good idea - even though I already knew what was goin' to happen and I welcomed it, yet dreaded it. Didn't matter though, we needed to get Faith back, s'all we could do at this point.
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It was the way to guarantee that he would be linked to me during the journal. I liked the feeling of his teeth in my flesh anyway. We were family. Blood.
What would my father think of the connection I've made with my brother ever since I left him? I doubt he would approve. I doubt Spike and I will ever give a shit.
"You want too do that, yeah?" I said, because no matter what was going on with the search for Faith. I had to get him to admit he wanted me around. We were Dad's failures. His cast offs and where he let us down, we would make up for it with each other.
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I grabbed my jacket and followed him out of the apartment we had claimed as our own. We took whatever we wanted now. Fuck helping the hopeless. We kicked the hopeless out of her way.
"I know she's not gone. I still dream about her."
I wondered if he dreamed about her too. Maybe. The connection between them was kind of intense considering how much orpheus they had shared before I caught up with them.
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