Faith - [Faith/Angel]
Faith ran as fast as her legs could carry her out of her watchers mansion and into the nearest park, she kept running like this for twenty minutes before her lungs started to burn and she stopped, her hands on her legs and closed her eyes tight, feeling like the world was spinning around her as she tried to somehow make her way. She hadn't realized she was swaying until she fell against a bench, her knee's giving way as she sat there, curling them up underneath her and staring blankly ahead, not feeling the cold.
She couldn't be a slayer, she didn't know how to be a slayer, the slayer. Training with Professor Dormer and Sensei Kamo was all good when it was just her being one of hundreds of potential slayers, but now that the blonde slayer was dead, it was up to her. She shivered, not from the cold, but from fear. It took a lot to get her scared, she'd seen it all, death, destruction, disfigurement and deadly creatures, but none of it had prepared her for this. Having lives at her hand, hundreds, thousands, millions, billions of people that all depend on her saving them. She couldn't do it.
The new slayer hardly even noticed when the man sat beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders she shuddered at the cold on her back, looking up to him and looking down.
"Angel..."
"Shh, it's okay Faith." He pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her, he was always there for her when she needed it. The vampire had been pretty sure that she would be called when Buffy died, but he hadn't been certain. He'd never planned on it happening, hell, he'd never planned on her finding out who he was, but he couldn't stop himself watching her. She wasn't stupid, she'd noticed. So he whispered comforting words against the wind into her ear, telling her that everything would be okay and that he'd always be there for her. He would as well. Technically he shouldn't be there, he should leave and save himself. But he had sworn he'd be there, not because she was the slayer, not because she needed help. Because she was Faith.
She couldn't be a slayer, she didn't know how to be a slayer, the slayer. Training with Professor Dormer and Sensei Kamo was all good when it was just her being one of hundreds of potential slayers, but now that the blonde slayer was dead, it was up to her. She shivered, not from the cold, but from fear. It took a lot to get her scared, she'd seen it all, death, destruction, disfigurement and deadly creatures, but none of it had prepared her for this. Having lives at her hand, hundreds, thousands, millions, billions of people that all depend on her saving them. She couldn't do it.
The new slayer hardly even noticed when the man sat beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders she shuddered at the cold on her back, looking up to him and looking down.
"Angel..."
"Shh, it's okay Faith." He pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her, he was always there for her when she needed it. The vampire had been pretty sure that she would be called when Buffy died, but he hadn't been certain. He'd never planned on it happening, hell, he'd never planned on her finding out who he was, but he couldn't stop himself watching her. She wasn't stupid, she'd noticed. So he whispered comforting words against the wind into her ear, telling her that everything would be okay and that he'd always be there for her. He would as well. Technically he shouldn't be there, he should leave and save himself. But he had sworn he'd be there, not because she was the slayer, not because she needed help. Because she was Faith.