Surprise
by KC Hights
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Everything here is purely fictional.
Spoilers: Um, nothing really.
Dedication: FC and Piper. FC you rock with your fanfics, and Piper,
thanks for putting my fics up.
Feedback: Yes. That would be nice.
"Faith, listen to me, you can do this. Don't think for a second that you can't. That demon inside you, the darkness, you can control it. Believe me."
He tightened his grips on the arms of the younger slayer and looked intensely into brown eyes in front of him.
"It's too hard, Angel…I can't…"
"Concentrate. Faith. Please. If you can't do this for me, then do it for Buffy. It's our only chance…"
A distant bang echoed through their ears, followed by the sound of metal door being torn apart. Whatever lurked outside had just made its presence known. And unfortunately, time was running out.
Angel watched as the dark slayer furrowed her eyebrows and sighed deeply. Then, as if the world stopped with her the second she held her breathe, Faith opened her mouth to speak, but instead, a blank expression came over her as she stared back at Angel.
And so they stood there, motionless, the pounding and screeching noises inching closer and closer.
Suddenly, Faith stuck out her tongue and licked her nose, grinning at Angel as he tried to stifle a laugh.
Joss: Cut!
Eliza: Sorry big man, I forgot my line (looks over at Joss and smiles).
Joss gets up from his director's chair and walks over to where Eliza and David are.
David: (Laughing) Oh Gawd. That was funny.
Eliza: Hey, Buffy's getting way too intense for me. It's so dark, and so goddamn serious all the fricking time.
David: It's Angel (correcting). Not Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and I've got the leading role.
Eliza: Oh right (rolls eyes). With the two sets being next door to each other, I kinda got confused as to where the FRICKING DIFFERENCE IS.
David: THE DIFFERENCE IS TALENT.
Eliza: Uh huh, right, like the same 'talent' you showed on 'Valentine'? Cuz that's some superb acting you did.
David: At least I didn't throw in some bikini scenes to boost up box-office sales.
Eliza: Oh, you're so gonna pay for saying that.
Joss: Okay kids. Stop arguing, you all know what the doctors said about my health and me having to hear my crew yelling and screaming at each other all the time. Believe me, I've had enough of it with the writers as is.
David: She started it.
Eliza: Yeah, whatever (glares at David).
Joss: (Disapproving tone) David.
David: What! (Throws up both hands) Fine! I'm sorry.
Joss: Good. Now let's get back to where we are. Time is money people, time is money.
Eliza: But Joss, we haven't had a break in like three hours, and I'm getting tired of having HIM standing so close to my face.
Joss looks at Eliza, then at David, then back at Eliza.
Eliza: Please? Pretty please?
Joss: Well…alright. Everybody. Take a lunch break. Go. Disappear. Now.
Eliza: Thanks, you're the best (Hugs Joss).
David: (Mouths at Eliza as Joss turns his back on them) S-u-c-k u-p.
Eliza: Bite me. Dead boy.
[During Lunch Break on the Set of Angel]
The crew is now busy trying to switch scenes on the set with cameramen and lights persons are pacing about.
Eliza is sitting on a chair, holding a cup of coffee in her right hand as Sarah walks in searching for something.
Eliza: (Notices Sarah walking by, but doesn't say hello.)
Sarah: (Notices Eliza sitting on the chair, but doesn't say hi either.)
Sarah, after moments of wandering about, stops in front of Eliza and pauses for a second before attempting to sit on Eliza's lap.
Eliza: Gellar, what are you doing? (Raises an eyebrow.)
Sarah: What does it look like I'm doing? I'm looking for a seat. Oh, look, I just found one (slides herself onto Eliza's lap).
Eliza: Yeah, well this one is mine, go find your own (groans impatiently as Sarah wiggled her ass).
Sarah: This isn't yours. Does it have your name on it, huh?
Eliza: (Pauses and looks down at Sarah) Um, yeah. It does, actually.
Sarah: Oh…(Peers behind Eliza and notices the name tag on the back of the chair) Well, I'm Buffy. I get to do whatever I want.
Eliza: (Raises an eyebrow at Sarah's dumb, but cute comment) Buffy might get to do whatever she wants if this was actually Buffy's set we're talking about here.
Sarah: Shit. This is David's set again, isn't it? Damn it, they should make bigger signs on the door. Either that, or Joss should just bring Angel back under Buffy the Vampire Slayer, so I get double the perks…and double the ice cream after taping...mmmm..
Eliza: (Laughs) What with you and ice cream (smirks). Just for the record, they did put a big 'stake' sign in front doors for your show, and a big pair of 'fangs' on Angel's. Dunno how you could possibly confuse that, (Slips on coffee).
Sarah: (Reaches for Eliza's cup and grabs it away) Look who's talking. Somebody didn't get confused this morning, did she? Oh, probably not, cuz David's always talking bull right?
Eliza: Hey! I'm not done with that yet. (Watches as Sarah gulps down half the cup in seconds). And yes, David doesn't know what he's talking about. I did not mix up the sets; I simply pretended that I did. It's called good acting skills. And mind you, just cuz you're Buffy doesn't mean you can steal my coffee, Cuz FAITH CAN KICK BUFFY'S ASS ANY DAY OF THE WEEK.
Sarah: Nah. You wouldn't kick me even if you could. (Smiles at Eliza and places a small kiss on Eliza's cheek.)
Eliza: (Rolls eyes) So are you done sitting on me and drinking my coffee yet?
Sarah: Just about. (Hands Eliza's cup back, empty and stands up) Oh, I almost forgot. Are you coming to my bachelorette's party this weekend?
Eliza: Huh? You're kidding me, right? I thought what you said last time was…
Sarah: Nope. I'm getting married. Freddie's been nice to me, and he asked, and I don't exactly have the reasons to say no, and it's not like I'm involved with anybody else, so…
Eliza: Yeah, whatever, I get it (looks down on the floor). I'll go if you want me there.
Sarah: Of course I want you there. Great, (smiles weakly), see you on Saturday then.
...to be continued...