All Grown Up or 7 Minutes in Heaven...
by Holliday
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: This too, but I rarely ever take the credit for this.
Author's Notes: This is possible fuffy not sure.
Some time before we actually became a couple I was borderline obssessed with her. Ok I am downplaying this completely because to the outside world it looks like she's stalking me, yet if anyone ever bothered to dig a little deeper they'd woulda seen that it's been me the whole time, she's managed to go along with my unrelenting pursuit of her and for the life of me I can't figure out why. I've pushed her further than I ever did the guys in my life and yet it didn't stop her.
She still returned and in turn it was her asking me for forgiveness. Faith is just that. Faithful no one ever loved me the way she did. Sitting with her now I wonder how she could still stand to look at me I gutted her to stay the one, and it never registered with her. I asked her once why.
And she just looked at me and grinned. She does that a lot never giving an answer just flashes those dimples and just grins. By no means is Faith perfect either, she really did lose her mind once upon a time but so did I so on that we are even. Which if you think about it sort of makes us like co-dependant upon each other.
Like I say this to her and she just smiles and nods. That's like when she's sort of a guy. Don't get me wrong I love Faith's womanily bits but psychologyly she is a man. I learned about it in psychic 101.
It has to do with theology and her social structure in life. Basicaly she knew she was into woman and so she parlaied that fact into just being one of the guys.
Somehow it worked, well that was until she met me and I have to admit to being very territorial when it came to SunnyDale, but there was something about Faith that made me want to let her in, by no means did I want to let her live here but I had no problem if she wanted to visit, and I never told anyone this but I really had no problem if she wanted to visit my house and my room more often.
But for all that is Faith she understood something about me that I didn't. She knew when to be a friend, even when I didn't. Doesn't change the fact if I was her I'd never speak to me again nor does it hide the fact that I love her, I'd have to be crazy not to.
She's got that look again, I can tell she's on us again. It never fails if I give her some Buffy time she immediately starts on us, which if you ask me is time I, we could spend working on the bed room version of us. But then again that's just my own special needs time talking.
B is too much sometime, overly dramatic mainly but she means well, just she's use to being adored. Jeez Angel was like, John Wayne Gacey for her which is kinda why I'm just laid back with her. It's interesting that she did the same thing to me. Not of course why I lost my mind, and I did I don't deny it happens. But when I look back at my stint down the white stitch jacket days it was more my own life issues than anything B had done.
So when I did my swan-dive off the roof I guess it was time for me to exit stage left and head to a quieter place. I actualy managed to survive the fall and went off to find myself, I enrolled in some classes and worked on being normal, not forever attached to Buffy. Don't get me wrong at that time in my life it was all about me being the center of attention Chosen Faith, then slowly B was part of it and I opened up to the idea of the Chosen 2. However my own jealousy was too much even for me and I couldn't handle it, so I did what I use to do best I walked out on her.
Understand she didn't take that too kindly not B. No she is jealous in her own right too, so she went and one upped me, she got herself a new life too she and Red did the college thing and she began working or drinking herself into a new Buffy, I really wasn't listening when she told me about that part of me being gone. Truth be told it's more of a don't ask don't tell. In my world it NEVER HAPPENED.
So when I decided I was ready to come home well, at least to the only home I knew. I was aware things weren't going to be as I had left them. Buffy had managed to find a way to become more of my equal than even I thought possible, yet I couldn't decide if she was happy to see me or just glad to know some was there to shoulder the work load.
It didn't take long for me to get an answer when I noticed how she would react to me. On patrol she'd do everything in her power to just be near me and I had missed this, I missed her, soon our barbs were back and we could laugh and joke like we use too, but no matter what I did she was hiding from me, always hiding something. I wanted to question her but I didn't think she was ready for what was happening between us. I could see the utter love in her eyes and I knew if given the chance she would be everything I knew she could be but, could I go back to the chosen 2.
In my time away from her I learned that I wasn't just attached to Buffy, I was my own self. We were both slayers neither better than the other, just the only two of our kind. Until then I wanted to always be separate from her except for the post slayer festivities, but even back then she knew what to let me get away with and what to call me on.
Even now we've come further than anyone expected, except no matter how we try it won't work any other way. We are the Chosen 2, the past doesn't matter anymore, and the future is irrelevent, here and now is only as long as eternity. But all the flowery words aside there is still just us. Even if between us we can't deside whose more in love with whom it is what it is. And GOD help anyone who tries to keep her from me and me from her.