"How's prison?" Red asked a bit on the snippy side. Nice to hear your voice too I thought sarcastically. "What is it Faith? Sorry...we just have a lot going on here and with you being in prison there isn't much you can do."
"Yeah tell me about it." I said rollin' my eyes at the wall like it cared. "I'll get right to it then. I've been havin' these really messed up dreams about B."
I waited a sec to see what sort of reaction that little announcement got out of Will, but there was nothin'.
"Anyway, we go 'round about me being the big bad girl that am, which isn't all that surprising, but at the end of the dream she keeps tellin' me there's someone I need to find and save. That's a bit weird, dontcha think?"
Ok, so I sounded like a complete nut ball here, talkin' about my dreams like she was some shrink who was scribbling stuff down on her little yellow note book and any minute now was goin' to prescribe some meaningless drug no ones ever heard of and that was supposed to cure all my issues. Hell, for all I knew I was a nut job who should be wearin' one of those nice white coats instead of the blue-grey jail bird jump suit I had on now.
I sat there and listened to her speak and I was shocked. Why would Buffy go to her? Faith can't do anything, she is locked up as she well should be. "Its nothing Faith, we are working on it, you really don't have anything to worry about." Ok I was lying and even I could tell I was lying.
It isn't that we couldn't use her help, but honestly, I still didn't trust her and on some levels was terrified of her. On other levels I just wonder why she even cares.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I mean hell, why ask the bad slayer for help right? Just let her do her time and let's never think about her again, was that it? Sorry Red, not that simple I thought to myself.
"Well, it's obviously somethin' if you all are working on it. So why don't you cut the cryptic Red and tell me what's the what."
If B was in some kind of trouble, the kind even Angel can't take care of alone, then I was all about bustin' loose and seeing what I could so to help. Not that I would say so in so many words over the phone to Willow, but that was the gist of it.
"Cryptic?" I ask. "What do you mean by cryptic?" I wasn't about to say Hey yeah the evil lawfirm in LA was trying to get Buffy on their side or something so they tracked her down to the dimension she is in and tried to convince her Angel was in danger to get her to take their side, but without knowing she was taking their side because that would most likely defeat the point. No I wasn't going tos ay that, it would only cause problems, I was sure of it.
"Look, I don't know what you think is going on, but really, we have it covered." I explain. "If we need anything we will come find you, really." Not that we would have to look far cause hello, she was pretty much findable for the next...what 20 years? Something like that.
I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth and started again.
"Look, I don't know what's been going on but I do know that B has been making special guest star appearances in my dreams and it's not because we're hot for each other. I think she needs my help, and I think you know why. So let's skip all this defensive we-don't-need-you crap and cut to the chase. Is B in some kind of trouble?"
I knew Willow hated me, and I can't say I blame her, but if I could help with whatever the hell was goin' on there then she needed to tell me or else I was left standin' in the dark without a damn flashlight. As usual.
I sigh "There really is no way for me to convince you we have it handled is there?" I ask. I know full well, knowing Faith and her past history, if there is something that she wants to know that I can't.
I let out a deep sigh, it wasn't really that we didn't want her help, cause we could use it, it was that we didn't want to make things worse by having the police here as well. "Can you trust me when I say that right now there is nothing you can do?" I ask.
I knew I couldn't convince her to let us handle it and I don't know if anyone has even told her that Buffy is dead, but right now isn't the time for that. Right now, I just needed her to let us have some time.
"Look, I promise you, if Angel can't....umm get the information from a set of lawyers, I promise you, I will personally come visit you and see how you can help. Okay?" This had to work, I meant every word of it, and would follow through with it, cause no doubt he wouldn't be able to get Lilah and Lindsey to give any information.
I thought about it. It was hard to believe a word Red said. It was no secret she and I didn't get along, so would she really come to me if the bad got badder? Probably not. But if Buffy keeps on mackin' cameo's in my head it really wont matter what Willow promises now does it?
"Ok." I finally said. "At least tell me if B's ok, could you do that?"
There was a long ass silence on the other end and a sad, scary thought came to my head. Buffy was dead. She was dead and nobody told me because that meant I was the only one felt and that just couldn't be right because I was still kickin' it with the leaders of redemption comity. Regardless of what I thought though, I had to hear it from Red or I refused to believe it.
"I..I uhh" I didn't want to tell her that. No secret, she hated Buffy...or Buffy hated her, but someone hated someone and yet they had a bond. It wasn't a bond of friendship, it was one of destiny, of calling, and it was stronger than love and hate and this bond would drive Faith to do something drastic.
I also knew though, that Faith would know by now that I suck at lying and I am trying to lie right now. "Buffy is...fine." Ok again even I could tell I was lying and that Faith wasn't going to buy this.
Sensing irritation from her I finally just decided that lying isn't working for me, so truth has to. "This isn't a calling for you to go do something drastic, ok? Just know that Buffy...well she isn't technically here and thats all I can tell you right now. Wh..when can you have visitors?" I finally asked because this just wasn't something that I could tell her over the phone.
Finally, big red was comin' to her senses, even if those senses were bringing her down here to the big house instead of just givin' me the 411 over the wires. I guess I could live with that. At least now I'd get some sort of answer as to what was up with this crazy ass dream I kept havin'.
"Saturday, noon to four." I answered quickly before she could change her mind. "And Will, don't try to bail. I know somethings up, somethin' big and we both know keepin' me out of the loop isn't gonna make it better."
I would find out one way or the other but if I could just get her down here, it would make thing a hell of a lot easier.
I sigh "I won't bail on you." I said in all honestly. I don't know why, but for some reason I actually felt bad for her. "I will be there...and Faith..." I started as I got quieter on the phone. "Don't do something drastic ok. I promise I will be there."
Drastic? Like what? Build a bomb with my Wednesday night mash potatoes and blow this popsicle stand? The thought actually made me smile. What a mess that would be.
But, I knew what Red meant and I agreed to sit tight until she got here. Besides, what exactly was I going to do without talkin' to her first? Chasin' ghosts wasn't exactly my idea of a good time. Especially if that ghost was Buffy. I was probably the last person she'd want to find on some spiritual after-life plane. Although, she was the one makin' the frequent visits to my dream land, perhaps it was high time I visited hers.
I'd figure all that out on Saturday when I spoke to Willow. Until then I was gonna hit the cafeteria and see about those potatoes.
"Yeah tell me about it." I said rollin' my eyes at the wall like it cared. "I'll get right to it then. I've been havin' these really messed up dreams about B."
I waited a sec to see what sort of reaction that little announcement got out of Will, but there was nothin'.
"Anyway, we go 'round about me being the big bad girl that am, which isn't all that surprising, but at the end of the dream she keeps tellin' me there's someone I need to find and save. That's a bit weird, dontcha think?"
Ok, so I sounded like a complete nut ball here, talkin' about my dreams like she was some shrink who was scribbling stuff down on her little yellow note book and any minute now was goin' to prescribe some meaningless drug no ones ever heard of and that was supposed to cure all my issues. Hell, for all I knew I was a nut job who should be wearin' one of those nice white coats instead of the blue-grey jail bird jump suit I had on now.
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It isn't that we couldn't use her help, but honestly, I still didn't trust her and on some levels was terrified of her. On other levels I just wonder why she even cares.
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"Well, it's obviously somethin' if you all are working on it. So why don't you cut the cryptic Red and tell me what's the what."
If B was in some kind of trouble, the kind even Angel can't take care of alone, then I was all about bustin' loose and seeing what I could so to help. Not that I would say so in so many words over the phone to Willow, but that was the gist of it.
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"Look, I don't know what you think is going on, but really, we have it covered." I explain. "If we need anything we will come find you, really." Not that we would have to look far cause hello, she was pretty much findable for the next...what 20 years? Something like that.
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"Look, I don't know what's been going on but I do know that B has been making special guest star appearances in my dreams and it's not because we're hot for each other. I think she needs my help, and I think you know why. So let's skip all this defensive we-don't-need-you crap and cut to the chase. Is B in some kind of trouble?"
I knew Willow hated me, and I can't say I blame her, but if I could help with whatever the hell was goin' on there then she needed to tell me or else I was left standin' in the dark without a damn flashlight. As usual.
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I let out a deep sigh, it wasn't really that we didn't want her help, cause we could use it, it was that we didn't want to make things worse by having the police here as well. "Can you trust me when I say that right now there is nothing you can do?" I ask.
I knew I couldn't convince her to let us handle it and I don't know if anyone has even told her that Buffy is dead, but right now isn't the time for that. Right now, I just needed her to let us have some time.
"Look, I promise you, if Angel can't....umm get the information from a set of lawyers, I promise you, I will personally come visit you and see how you can help. Okay?" This had to work, I meant every word of it, and would follow through with it, cause no doubt he wouldn't be able to get Lilah and Lindsey to give any information.
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"Ok." I finally said. "At least tell me if B's ok, could you do that?"
There was a long ass silence on the other end and a sad, scary thought came to my head. Buffy was dead. She was dead and nobody told me because that meant I was the only one felt and that just couldn't be right because I was still kickin' it with the leaders of redemption comity. Regardless of what I thought though, I had to hear it from Red or I refused to believe it.
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I also knew though, that Faith would know by now that I suck at lying and I am trying to lie right now. "Buffy is...fine." Ok again even I could tell I was lying and that Faith wasn't going to buy this.
Sensing irritation from her I finally just decided that lying isn't working for me, so truth has to. "This isn't a calling for you to go do something drastic, ok? Just know that Buffy...well she isn't technically here and thats all I can tell you right now. Wh..when can you have visitors?" I finally asked because this just wasn't something that I could tell her over the phone.
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"Saturday, noon to four." I answered quickly before she could change her mind. "And Will, don't try to bail. I know somethings up, somethin' big and we both know keepin' me out of the loop isn't gonna make it better."
I would find out one way or the other but if I could just get her down here, it would make thing a hell of a lot easier.
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But, I knew what Red meant and I agreed to sit tight until she got here. Besides, what exactly was I going to do without talkin' to her first? Chasin' ghosts wasn't exactly my idea of a good time. Especially if that ghost was Buffy. I was probably the last person she'd want to find on some spiritual after-life plane. Although, she was the one makin' the frequent visits to my dream land, perhaps it was high time I visited hers.
I'd figure all that out on Saturday when I spoke to Willow. Until then I was gonna hit the cafeteria and see about those potatoes.
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