Scenes From the Kitchen
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title: Scenes from the Kitchen (2/?)
author: cheebs!
email: chbkamen@optonline.net
site: http://bite.to/bloodandfire
rating: R
chara: Faith/Buffy, Willow, Dawn, whoever else wanders through the kitchen :)
summary: Faith is living at the Summers' home, in the newly converted basement apartment. Not everyone is happy with the situation.
disclaimer: Idea is mine. Chara aren't.
note(s): post s7 until I get Jossed, and how likely is that? LOL
archive(s): Lists. Others, ask.
date: 12/16/02
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"Buffy, are you okay? Is somehting wrong?" Willow asked upon entering the room.
Without looking up, Buffy nodded.
"Dawn or Faith?" the redhead asked as she seated herself across from the blonde.
"Both." Buffy sighed heavily, lifting her chin and resting it on her laced fingers. "Dawn hates or mistrusts Faith - probably both, and I can't blame her. Wasn't long ago I felt the same."
"And it wasn't that long ago that she deserved it," Willow responded. "Dawneedneeds time to get used to the idea of Faith being in Sunnydale again, especially with her living here."
"Telling her it's because I want to keep an eye on Faith probably didn't help the whole trust thing."
"Oh, you think?" Willow gave Buffy a knowing look. "So why did you?"
"I don't know," Buffy admitted with a shrug. "Maybe because it's the truth? I don't trust Faith."
"But you want to...?"
"I..." Buffy hesitated. "I don't know what I want. She drives me nuts, but at least she isn't trying to hurt anyone...or herself."
Willow nodded in understanding. "I still see Warren in my dreams. I can only imagine what hers are like."
"I don't think you can, Wil."
Willow rolled her eyes. "Buffy, it's not a Slayer thing, it's a guilt thing." Her voice had an exasperated edge to it.
"I know," Buffy replied softly. "But at the same time, it is. That feeling that you should be something better...that you've fallen so far that you'll never find your way back...." Her voice grew thick before trailing off.
Willow took Buffy's hands in hers. "Is that what it was like with Spike?" she asked, fearing the answer but wanting to share her friend's pain.
Buffy looked down, shamed into silence.
"Again, not just a Slayer thing." Willow bent forward and smiled up into her friend's face. "Buffy, you're not just a Slayer. You're a human being, with all sorts of human-y traits and emotions - guilt, shame, self-hatred...it's all part of the being human thing."
Buffy smirked halfheartedly. "Thanks, Miss Psych 101." Then her face fell. "But Wil...what if you know someone's falling and you don't help them?" she asked, her voice low and serious. "Even though you told that person they could trust you? What if..." Her voice hitched, and she swallowed past the lump in her throat. "What if you're the reason they fell?" Her voice cracked on the final word, and her breath came in thick, ragged gasps as she began to sob.
Willow scooted her chair closer and pulled Buffy into her arms. "Shh...shhh..." she cooed softly. was was reminded of Tara comforting her after Buffy had died, and her heart skipped a beat. "I don't understand, Buffy. Talk to me? Please?"
But Buffy made no sense at all, crying her explanation rather than speaking it, and Willow came no closer to understanding.
TBC...
author: cheebs!
email: chbkamen@optonline.net
site: http://bite.to/bloodandfire
rating: R
chara: Faith/Buffy, Willow, Dawn, whoever else wanders through the kitchen :)
summary: Faith is living at the Summers' home, in the newly converted basement apartment. Not everyone is happy with the situation.
disclaimer: Idea is mine. Chara aren't.
note(s): post s7 until I get Jossed, and how likely is that? LOL
archive(s): Lists. Others, ask.
date: 12/16/02
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"Buffy, are you okay? Is somehting wrong?" Willow asked upon entering the room.
Without looking up, Buffy nodded.
"Dawn or Faith?" the redhead asked as she seated herself across from the blonde.
"Both." Buffy sighed heavily, lifting her chin and resting it on her laced fingers. "Dawn hates or mistrusts Faith - probably both, and I can't blame her. Wasn't long ago I felt the same."
"And it wasn't that long ago that she deserved it," Willow responded. "Dawneedneeds time to get used to the idea of Faith being in Sunnydale again, especially with her living here."
"Telling her it's because I want to keep an eye on Faith probably didn't help the whole trust thing."
"Oh, you think?" Willow gave Buffy a knowing look. "So why did you?"
"I don't know," Buffy admitted with a shrug. "Maybe because it's the truth? I don't trust Faith."
"But you want to...?"
"I..." Buffy hesitated. "I don't know what I want. She drives me nuts, but at least she isn't trying to hurt anyone...or herself."
Willow nodded in understanding. "I still see Warren in my dreams. I can only imagine what hers are like."
"I don't think you can, Wil."
Willow rolled her eyes. "Buffy, it's not a Slayer thing, it's a guilt thing." Her voice had an exasperated edge to it.
"I know," Buffy replied softly. "But at the same time, it is. That feeling that you should be something better...that you've fallen so far that you'll never find your way back...." Her voice grew thick before trailing off.
Willow took Buffy's hands in hers. "Is that what it was like with Spike?" she asked, fearing the answer but wanting to share her friend's pain.
Buffy looked down, shamed into silence.
"Again, not just a Slayer thing." Willow bent forward and smiled up into her friend's face. "Buffy, you're not just a Slayer. You're a human being, with all sorts of human-y traits and emotions - guilt, shame, self-hatred...it's all part of the being human thing."
Buffy smirked halfheartedly. "Thanks, Miss Psych 101." Then her face fell. "But Wil...what if you know someone's falling and you don't help them?" she asked, her voice low and serious. "Even though you told that person they could trust you? What if..." Her voice hitched, and she swallowed past the lump in her throat. "What if you're the reason they fell?" Her voice cracked on the final word, and her breath came in thick, ragged gasps as she began to sob.
Willow scooted her chair closer and pulled Buffy into her arms. "Shh...shhh..." she cooed softly. was was reminded of Tara comforting her after Buffy had died, and her heart skipped a beat. "I don't understand, Buffy. Talk to me? Please?"
But Buffy made no sense at all, crying her explanation rather than speaking it, and Willow came no closer to understanding.
TBC...