Dear Journal
by Faithful_14
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, blah blah blah. They own em I don't.
Dear Journal,
April 19, 2003
Well it's been over a year since I've written anything in here but it's a special occasion. Since it's been so long I'll start from the beginning. Almost a year after Faith got out of prison she came back to Sunnydale. At first things were rough; okay that's an understatement. But after a long while things were smoothed over. Now... it's the way it should have been all along.
I won't go into much detail but me and Faith got together. I made it sound simpler than it really was but when you boil it down, we were made for each other. Two halves of the same whole, ying and yang, etc...
We were out for a routine patrol in the new cemetery that made number 14 in good old Sunnyhell. This one was really nice; it had a pond and a little bridge. So since there weren't any vamps around we decided to take a post-slayage stroll round it. We walked to the center of the bridge and leaned over looking at the few stars reflected in the water. And to my surprise Faith leaned over and kissed me. I can't find the words to describe it. The most loving yet passionate kiss I'd ever had yet; only now every kiss we share seems only to get better and better:) To quote her exact words after that, "Buffy I love you. With all my heart. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?" Then she took out a small black velvet box. When she opened it I saw a gold band with a small diamond in it. I have to admit now I thought I loved her before all that...stuff happened, but it got locked away after. I remember all the flirting and teasing we used to do and I realized we started again when she came back. Although I never gave it much thought. But when she said those sweet simple words, those feelings came out like a flash flood. My words, "Oh my God, Faith. I love you too. And yes, of course I will." She took the gold band out of the box and slipped it on my finger. We kissed again and it felt like time came to a stop, just for us. I will never forget that day so long as I live...even after.
Our wedding was beautiful, a Wiccan one, like what Will and Tara had. At least in their eyes it's official. And our wedding night...I could never forget. We made sort of a silent pact that we wouldn't have sex till after we were married. And am I glad we waited...it just made it seem that much more special. That was the single most amazing, memorable, and important night of my life. I still remember the way she smelled, the way she felt, the way I felt...She was so gentle, so soft. I really didn't expect she would be as gentle with me as she was. She was used to screwing but I showed her how to make love. And yes, there is a difference between the two. It was magical. And she is the single most beautiful person I have ever met, in more ways than one. Words fail me as I try and describe how awesome it really was. The look in her deep brown eyes afterward as we lay in each other's arms was so filled with love, hope, and promise it brought me to tears. It was so different with Angel and Riley. Ok, aside from the fact she's a girl. See, with Faith, I truly know I can spend the rest of my life with her. I mean who better for a slayer than another slayer, right? Nowadays we're inseparable.
We keep the cuddly stuff to a minimum. One, because Faith needs to keep her tough girl image, and two, we'd make Giles sick. But we still hold hands and cuddle...all the things I thought at one time Faith incapable of doing. And she's more romantic than she says she is, I know for a fact. Everyone is happy for us, even Angel.
One night I was fiddling with my ring and I found an inscription in the inside. It read "You slayed my heart. Love Faith". I had to kiss her for it. We really balance each other out. I only put up with her crap to a certain point and that rule goes both ways. She's really scared she is gonna screw up again but we talk and I assure her we won't. We never keep secrets, we tell each other everything. That was hard for Faith in the beginning. But being able to trust her the way I do, not only with my life but my soul, it's astonishing.
And now with our baby we couldn't be happier. Yep, I said baby. By some miracle (and little magick) I got pregnant. Mom was ecstatic to say the least and now she's a proud grandmother. Since Faith insisted on not knowing whether it was a boy or girl until it was born made it hard to choose a name. When she came we decided to call her Hope. Appropriate, don't you think? A few days after she was born I heard Faith downstairs talking to her. Hope had been crying, again, and Faith calmed her down so I could sleep. I heard her promise our daughter she would never leave and only provide the best. It was one of the sweetest things I've ever heard. When Faith came back upstairs and put Hope back in her crib, she stood looking out the window. We kept the baby in our room for safety; God only knows what demons will come after her. Although we're still not sure if she's going to be a slayer or not. I got up out of bed and put my arms around her. The moonlight glistening on her skin, making her appear more beautiful than I could imagine. "Hey baby. I thought you were asleep," she said. "I love you so much." I said, kissing her for good measure. When we broke apart she smiled at me and asked, "What was that for?" "For being you. Come back to bed, love." We even have pet names for each other:)
And so ended another perfect night to another perfect day. Just the thought of being without her hurts. I guess I should stop writing now; Faith's waiting for me. But as for our life now, it's perfect. I have Hope and Faith, my family.