"Late" drabble
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A Ship, The Black Freighter
"Buffy?"
"Yeah?"
"...Nothing."
For years, Faith knew exactly where she missed her shot. The day after Buffy killed Gwendolyn Post, and dropped by Faith's motel room to talk. There were about five seconds when Faith could have asked her to stay. They might have talked, fought, or... whatever. She could have stayed, or left town, done anything. But the moment passed, that was that, and then it was always too late.
Yet now she's driving a bus full of Slayers across the desert as the sun rises.
"What are you smiling about?" Dawn asks.
Faith, unaware that she was; "...Nothing."
A Ship, The Black Freighter
"Buffy?"
"Yeah?"
"...Nothing."
For years, Faith knew exactly where she missed her shot. The day after Buffy killed Gwendolyn Post, and dropped by Faith's motel room to talk. There were about five seconds when Faith could have asked her to stay. They might have talked, fought, or... whatever. She could have stayed, or left town, done anything. But the moment passed, that was that, and then it was always too late.
Yet now she's driving a bus full of Slayers across the desert as the sun rises.
"What are you smiling about?" Dawn asks.
Faith, unaware that she was; "...Nothing."