Return to Faith
by Anne
Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and any others who own the characters of BtVS, I'm just dabbling. Please do not sue.
Spoilers: Set after season four, sequel to On The Line.
Author's Notes: I never intended this to be a series, but somehow it has turned into one. It's happening thick and fast, but I'm enjoying it, and I hope you are too. Oh, and less smut than the last one!!
Feedback: Yes please. I need to know whether you think all this is actually going somewhere.

Faith was kicking herself. Seducing Buffy while she was on the phone to Riley had just proved to everyone how insecure she was. She knew it and Buffy knew it. Not to mention the fact that it was a cheap thing to do, and now Buffy would probably hate her for it. Because there was no way that someone like Buffy would do what they had just done and not feel bad about it as soon as the moment passed. So Buffy would be realising just what a loser she had got herself involved with. And just how little she had changed. She had tried to be good, to do things the right way, but she was just so scared of losing Buffy now that she had finally got her, she just acted on instinct. Which always got her into trouble.

"We really shouldn't have done that." Buffy's breathing was still unsteady, though that could have been as much to do with the rush to get away from Cordelia as to do with the sex.

"I know B. I'm sorry."

"It's my fault as well. I could have stopped you if I wanted. I should have stopped you."

"I should never have started it in the first place. Look, I'm just going to go for a walk. Okay?"

"Oh no you don't Faith. We have to talk. Now. It's my fault that you had to go through whatever you were feeling when I went up there to talk to Riley. I know I've handled it badly. Please. Don't run away from me again." She walked up to Faith and put her arms around her, resting her head on her shoulders. "Besides," she said with a smile. "We'd just been sparring. I should have expected it!" She heard Faith chuckle and continued, relieved when she felt Faith's arms circle her back. "I love you Faith. I know it's taken us a long time to get to the point where we can finally say it to each other, but I'm glad we can. And I do want to be with you."

"Here comes the but."

"There is no but. Not this time Faith. I meant it. I want to be with you."

"But what about Riley?"

"I hate the fact I am going to have to hurt him."

"You mean."

"Yes. You really don't get it do you Faith. There is no choice. It's you. Always has been." She lifted her head up to look Faith in the eyes when she said this, letting her know she was completely telling the truth. She held her close as she felt all the tension that had been building up all that morning seep out of her body. She knew Faith had been scared. Scared of losing something that she had finally given her all to. "Now are you going to kiss me or what?"

"You bet. And, urm, B...I love you too."


"Cordelia. Calm down." Angel was laughing despite himself. The thought of Cordelia walking in and watching Buffy and Faith making out really was a funny one. He could almost picture her face.

"Angel, it's not funny! I never thought Buffy would be so...noisy. What about you?"

"Oh, I know she can be noisy."

"Not that. How do you feel about her and Faith, you know." She wanted to make gestures but couldn't think of the right ones.

"It's okay Cordelia. I knew they were together. A little surprised they would do it in my office though."

"That's not the worst of it. She was actually on the phone to Riley at the time." Cordelia looked shocked as Angel roared with laughter. She had only ever seen him like that as Angelus. She instinctively reached for a stake.

"It's okay Cordelia," he said, wiping tears out of the corner of his eye. "That was pretty damn close to true happiness, but not quite."

He chuckled to himself again. "I had better go downstairs and see what's the plan for tonight. I think I might need their help on something."

"Yeah, well just make sure you knock before you go in."

Buffy and Faith were just moving the last of the furniture back into place when Angel walked through the door. He was trying hard not to smirk, but failing miserably.

"I see you've been talking to Cordelia," Buffy said dryly. "Look, I'm sorry, I know it's your office." Angel raised a hand to silence her.

"You are completely forgiven. Other than the little, erm, incident, did you have a good day?"

"Yes, we shopped and fought. My two favourite pastimes."

"Buffy, Faith, something has come up." His tone was serious again now. He sat down and gestured for them to do the same. "I went to see Kate today. Now, she tries not to involve me unless she really has to, but she saw the sense in coming to me on this one. Especially as she knew Faith was here. Looks like somebody went on a little killing spree last night. A massacre, in fact. She recognised the signs. Vampires. So I headed downtown and had a word with a few people I know. Apparently Darla and I aren't the only ones to have come back from Hell lately."

"How is Darla," Buffy asked in a tone that was a combination of bitter and sarcastic.

"Keeping out of my way at the moment. And now I think I know why. Wolfram and Hart are not only very unhappy that I am still on the scene, they do hold a little grudge against Faith. Seems like they've been working on a little welcome home present for her."

"Me!" Faith should have known things were going too well. All this perfection with Buffy. It just wasn't the way that her life worked. "Go on Angel. Hit me with it. Twelve foot high supervamp gunning for my blood. The people that I killed going to return to haunt me?" she was trying to be defiant and tough, but the words just sounded weary. She had been enjoying being happy.

"Worse than that. Word on the street says Kakistos is back. Back for you Faith."

...continued in Faith, Hope and No More Tricks...