Untitled
by Faithful_14
Rating: R
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, Fox, and whoever else. This
is only for entertainment, no money is being made. Please don't sue me!
Spoilers: Some for Sanctuary but I added my own twist. But the watchers
council isn't coming after Faith.
Author's Notes: Faith, Buffy, and Angel during the episode Sanctuary. So basically
it starts off after Buffy and Angel start fighting about Faith.
"God, Buffy! I can't take this anymore!" Faith went over to her backpack and pulled out a gun.
"Whoa! What are you going to do with that!?" Buffy asked while taking a few steps backward.
"I'm gonna end it! I don't know what else to do! I'm a fuck up, you've said it yourself."
"Faith don't do this. It'll all be ok we'll get through this. Just give me the gun." Angel said cautiously.
"No! What's the use? I'm just a killer; I'm no good at slaying, just killing people! Allen, Lester!"
"Faith, it was an accident. Please don't do this."
"Why not, B? I'd think out of all people you'd want me dead the most," she said with contempt.
"That's not true."
"Oh yeah?! Then why did you come down here if not for revenge, huh? After what I did to you I'd want me dead too."
"Faith, please. Let's sit down and talk about this. Nobody is going to hurt you." Angel tried.
"He's right, I'm not going to hurt you."
"Oh sure, after what I did. I switched bodies with you, slept with your boy toy, held your mom captive, and tried to kill you! You couldn't possibly not want to hurt me!" Buffy grimaced at the mention of these things but all her rage has subsided. All she felt now was sympathy and guilt.
"Faith, we can work this out. You need help." Buffy tried again.
"Don't think I can't see you, Angel. Come any closer and I'll do it." Faith said not even having to look behind her. Angel had tried sneaking up from behind to grab the gun but it was useless.
"Come on we could go back to Sunnydale..." but Faith cut her off.
"Oh so your little Scoobies can kill me?! They have good reason. But I'm not going back there." Faith finished and brought the gun to her head.
"No! Faith it's not worth it!" Buffy yelled frantic.
"Why not?! Do you wanna do it?Go ahead. Beat me to death. I won't stop you."
"No. Believe me this is not worth it."
"Really? Then tell me how to make it better?" she softened her voice and seemed vulnerable. She noticed too and quickly added, "Cause the only thing I can tell is that the world is better off without me! One less killer!"
"Faith, please. Look at me, I was a killer too. But I got through it and I'm doing a lot of good now. You can too. Just let us help you." Angel prodded.
"You couldn't help it! You had no soul! Well guess what, I do!"
"Look, Faith, just put the gun down and we'll work this out." Buffy cut in.
"No! You hate me, always have! Just leave me alone and let me die in peace!"
"That's not true! We had a lot of great time together and we can have more just like them if you give me a chance. Tell me what you want."
"Wouldn't do much good anyway. Not like you would care."
"How do you know? Just tell me."
"Fine. I want you to love me! I've loved you since the day I met you!" she practically screamed out sobbing and crying. Buffy and Angel were both taken back by this.
"I know what your thinking 'Faith's crazy, she doesn't know what she's talking about.' I went crazy because I couldn't have you! I did all of those stupid things out of my own pain, frustration, and anger! I'd ask myself, why did I have to fall in love with perfect Buffy Summers!? She would never want me. Why would she want a slutty little whore like me? When she had you, Angel? You have no idea how jealous I was of you, I was blinded by it. I thought maybe if I took your soul Buffy would kill you then I might have a chance. Stupid, naive little me."
"Faith please lets just talk about this." Buffy said finally finding her voice.
"Why? So you can convince me not to kill myself?! Then what? I'll end up in prison! I can't live like that. I've realized life with out you, B, just ain't worth livin'. And since I can't have you, well then there's no use."
She brought the gun to her head again determined it would be the last time. She started to pull the trigger, but in an instant Angel tackled her legs. She dropped the gun but when it hit the floor, it fired a shot. Hitting Faith in the chest. Nobody could have stopped it.
Buffy felt like she was in slow motion. "No!" she cried. Blood began pouring out of the wound. It missed her heart. Angel got up and ran to the phone to dial 911. Buffy fell to the floor on her knees next to Faith. She scooped the brunette up in her arms, slowly rocking back and forth ever so slightly.
"Faith, Faith no!" She stirred slightly and coughed up blood. The bullet had pierced her lung. Buffy immediately put her hand on Faith's chest in a feeble attempt to stop the bleeding. "Faith, Faith you have to hang on. I love you." That she had come to realize but she hated herself for realizing it all too late.
"Ain't no use B, I'm dying. Rather ironic don't you think?" she smiled in spite of it all.
"Faith no you can't die! Please, do it for me!" she began crying uncontrollably. Faith took an audible breath for air; it was becoming hard to breathe. "I forgive you! I forgive you! Please don't die!" she sobbed loudly. She could hear the sirens in the distance now. Faith took in her last breath and with all her strength said, "Remember, I will always love you."
It had been quiet and slurred but Buffy understood. Then Faith's body went limp in her arms, eyes still open. "No!" Buffy screamed, tears coming hard and fast now. She calmed slightly and gently running her hand over Faith's face closed her eyes. And she lent in closer and kissed Faith's lips gently in one final good bye. She pulled back and sobbed again, crying.
She held Faith's body tight to her rocking back and forth repeating the words, "I love you," over and over again. But now no amount of love or medical treatment from the paramedics that just arrived could bring her back. She just sat there, not letting the paramedics or Angel take Faith away from her; she never wanted to let go. Another Slayer; her Slayer, gone. Forever.