This little girl

Thanks for the reviews. They seem to boost the creativity. I decided to go ahead and post another chapter. Keep them coming and I'll keep writing. Does that sound like I'm whoring for reviews? Cause I kinda am.

BTW, this is F/B for anyone who wanted to know. Though there will be some B/other at first. Maybe F/other as well. I don't know yet. I just hate how Buffy is always jealous of Faith's many female conquest in the fanfiction stories I read. Don't get me wrong, I love the stories. I can't live without them (sad, I know). But I like it when Faith is the jealous one. And not jealous of Riley or Spike, cause gross. But really jealous. So let me know if you guys think it is a good idea or not.

Also originals (Annie, Monica, etc...) are mine. The rest belong to the gods of Mutant Enemy, or more importantly in my book, the wonderful actors who played them.

Thanks again.

Chapter 2

Buffy’s POV

I should have tried to wake her. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen Faith look like that. Kakistos maybe? Hah, that was funny. Annie would probably scare the shit out of Kakistos as much as she scared Faith. She could talk a vampire to death. In fact, I knew of a few who said they would run themselves onto stakes if she would just be quiet. Have to say, she did come in handy every once in a while.

“Mommy, Mommy, she fainted,” Annie said, squatting down and getting very close to Faith’s face.

I should have pulled her away. Faith wasn’t the friendliest being when she woke up, but Ann looked so cute leaning over her like that, rubbing on her forehead. Plus, she was as quick as lightning and could anticipate a move faster than both Faith and I combined. I guess it pays to be the daughter of ….Wow, did I even want to go there?

“Hey Mommy,” Annie looked up at me, when I made my way to Faith and bent over checking her pulse. She brushed my hand away from Faith’s neck, “She’s breathing silly, see,” She pointed to the rise and fall of Faith’s chest, “Why did she do that?”

Out of every scenario I had imagined Faith and Annie being introduced, I had never imagined this. I had been prepared in my head. Easing Faith into her supernatural parentage. I wasn’t expecting Annie to even be with me, much less blab it all out like that. Of course, why had I expected anything less? I didn’t want to tell her that Faith didn’t know about her. I’m sure she could tell anyway. She wasn’t stupid. In fact, she was very very smart. Still, no reason to hurt her feelings. Plus, Faith had decided to play the swooning drama queen in the middle of the children’s shoe department and other people were starting to make their way over. “She does this all the time,” I said to Annie, standing up. I not so carefully nudged her with my foot. That should wake her.

“She’s waking up,” Annie said, still rubbing her forehead. “Hi,” she said, looking Faith in the eyes. “That was cool. You fainted.”

Faith sat up a little, still looking like she had landed in an alternate universe. She rubbed her eyes. “Um..hi.”

Yep, Faith. Keep rubbing those eyes. Our daughter’s not going anywhere.

Faith’s POV

How much could one kid look like me? “You’re gorgeous,” I said before I could stop myself.

I heard B smirk above me, “Gee, conceited much? It’s like looking in a mirror, huh?” She said.

Smartass. She gave me a hand and pulled me up. I think people were starting to stare at me. I still felt the overwhelming urge to escape. Unfortunately, I think that is exactly what Buffy wanted. And there was no way in hell I was going to do anything she wanted.

Annie was pulling on my hand and I looked down at her. “Still want to get ice cream?” She asked, big green eyes smiling at me.

I tried my mouth, and found that I could smile back. “Would rather have a drink, but I’m thinking you’re too young. So ice cream it is.” I took her hand and made my way passed B. I turned to see her standing there, mouth hanging open, “Coming Mommy?”

I could feel Buffy behind us as we walked out of the store. I was hoping we wouldn’t have to walk far because I still was having trouble feeling my legs. Apparently the ice cream shop in the mall was a couple of stores down. Fortunately, the kid had a pretty good memory. “Come on Faith,” she pulled on my hand, “It’s over here.”

“Shouldn’t we wait on your mommy?” I asked, nonetheless letting her pull me along.

“Can’t you feel her?” She giggled. “She’s mad. She likes to pout.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Really? Seems like I remember that.”

“Wills said she was the biggest pouter she had ever met.”

I laughed again. It was easier listening to her chatter. She was talking about Xander. How his eye looked really weird when he rolled it around in the socket. I took it he had a glass one now. Then she said Kennedy was teaching her martial arts. That she had let her stake a vampire, when B wasn’t around. “Oh, but don’t tell Mommy,” she said as an afterthought.

“Remind me to kick Kennedy’s ass when I get back,” I told her.

She smiled up at me, “Are you coming back with us?”

What was I thinking? I could feel B walk up as she asked. Was I going back? I had no idea.

“I’m sure Faith has somewhere to go,” she stopped abruptly, nearly running into me.

“Really?” Annie asked.

I turned around sharply, a fake and sinister smile plastered on my face. “As a matter of fact B, I have nothing to do. Nada. Not a thing. It’s certainly a good thing I ran into you or I would have been screwed.”

She looked like she could have slapped me. At least she kept her violent tendencies at bay this time, “I would tell you to watch your mouth again, but apparently you have no idea how to talk around a child.”

Wow she could be a bitch, couldn’t she? I chose to ignore her, “This the place?” I asked looking down at Annie.

She nodded up at me, “Yeah, come on,” she said dragging me in behind her. I heard Buffy huff behind me.

“Which flavor do you want?” Buffy asked Annie. “Uncle Angel said you finally tried the Bubblegum flavor last time.”

Uncle Angel. Make me puke. Uncle Angel. I so should have fucking hit her. “I like Rocky Road,” I said, making a face at her, “Bubblegum sucks.”

She smiled, and nodded at me.

I winked at her, and scooped her up sitting her on the counter next to the cash register. The girl behind the counter smiled at her, “You look just like your Mommy,” she said, ruffling Annie’s hair, “Same hair color.” She looked at me, “Same smile.”

“Ugh,” Buffy spat out, “I don’t want anything. I’ll be over here. Can I trust you with her?”

I turned to look at her, “I am her Mommy aren’t I?” I said, smiling at the girl behind the counter, “We get that all the time. Two Rocky Roads.”

“Sugar cones!” Annie said.

“In sugar cones,” I added.

Buffy’s POV

I will kill her. I am as fast as lightning so it shouldn’t be that hard. I looked over to where they were getting their ice cream. Faith was fucking smiling like the cat that ate the canary and Annie was eating it up. They looked like carbon copies of each other. And wasn’t that just great?

I know what people may think. What were you thinking Buffy? Why didn’t you tell her? Ok, so I knew. I knew when she left. What was I supposed to say? ‘Hey Faith I’m pregnant. Potent strap-on, huh? Or should I change my name to Mary and book a trip to Bethlehem? Which do you think?’ Really, do you think that would have gone over well?

Maybe that is why I pushed her away. Or is that the right word? Pushed? I don’t think so. Let her go may be more accurate. I didn’t stop her. I knew she wanted me to. I could tell by the way she looked at me when she left. But I didn’t say anything. Hell I was fucking freaked out. And why was she so goddamn proud?

So what? Where did she go? Where had she been for all these years? Not a word. We hadn’t moved. She could have easily found us. And here she was. Back in LA. Not looking for me. No mam. Instead she was hanging out in the mall. We just fucking ran into her. How bizarre was that? Ha Ha Buffy, this is your life.

“Take a bite, Mommy,” Annie rubbed her ice cream in my face.

“Damn it, Ann, “ I said. She stiffened. “Oh shit I’m sorry. Really baby.” I reached out to push a piece of hair behind her ear. “Mommy’s just tired.”

Faith had stopped eating her ice cream. She looked apologetic. It was fleeting. “Hey. Big day, huh?” I don’t know if she was talking to Annie or me so I just nodded. “So where do you guys live?”

Where do we live? Fuck you Faith. “Where do you think we live? Where did we live when you so conveniently left?”

“That’s not particularly fair, is it B?”

I looked to Annie. She had ice cream on her nose. “Why don’t you go get a napkin over there?” She smiled and toddled off. “Not particularly fair?” I asked turning to Faith, “I’ll tell you not fair. It’s not fair to be stuck cleaning up after you. It’s not fair handling your messes, while you just run off into the night like a coward. It’s not fair raising a child by myself. We fucking passed fair a long damn time ago.”

Faith clinched her fists, “How the fuck was I supposed to know that was going to happen?” She whispered in a low growl, “Is that your shtick, B? The fucked over single mom? Cause who the hell is going to believe that?”

Annie was walking back over to us. I knew we couldn’t finish this here. But I wanted to finish it. I’d been waiting over five years to tell her what I thought. “We are at the Hyperion. Same place we’ve been since you,” I looked to Annie who was watching me. I decided to choose my words carefully, “had to leave. If you want you can come over tonight.”

Annie looked to Faith, jumping up and down. “Are you coming? Are you?”

Faith smiled at her, “You betcha your bottom dollar, Annie.”

Annie gave her a quirky smile. “That’s pretty old. Everyone says that. I know the whole song “The Sun’ll Come Out Tomorrow” I’ll sing it for if you want?”

Faith smiled at her. Ever the fucking comedian. “I can’t wait.”

Bending over, I whispered in her ear, making sure that Ann couldn’t hear me. “Show up tonight.” I felt Faith smile, though I didn’t see it. I continued, “Cause if you lie to her, I’ll have no problem hunting you down and breaking your fucking neck.”

I rose up smiling sweetly at her. She smiled back, gritting her teeth. “I don’t doubt it for a second B,” she growled out at me. And then she did something that made me want to hit her. Made me reconsider running out of the mall when I had the chance. She bent down and kissed my baby on the nose, “See you tonight baby doll.”

Faith’s POV
Well, well, well. How did I get here? Standing outside the Hyperion hotel. I could feel them both inside. It was wicked weird.

One minute I’m minding my own business and the next I’m running into B in the mall. With a kid. With my kid. A kid she gave birth to. With my hair and my smile and apparently my intelligence. Hehe. Thank god for that one.

Ok, I’m being hard on B, but fuck. How was I supposed to know? Seriously? There are a whole lot of things I thought Buffy was when I left, but I assure you that pregnant was not one of them. Maybe I should have a DNA test? Yeah right. Anyone can look at the kid and tell she’s mine. Hell she’s way more mine than B’s if you just go on looks and not the painful childbirth thing. And, by the way, gotta tell ya, glad I avoided that part of it. A baby and no pain. Not to mention no body changes. Not that the princess’s body actually changed. Except to get better. I mean, she still looked …ok, not going to go there. Not gonna think of that skirt and how she scrunches up her nose when she gets mad. Or how hot she is when she crosses those little arms across her chest and sticks that bottom lip out. Do you know what I would do when she used to stick her lip out like that? Jesus, she couldn’t get me off of her. Same old B. I’ve always either want to fuck her or kill her. Right now I was leaning towards the killing.

Still, crudely speaking here, if pure fucking can get someone pregnant, than I was really not surprised. I couldn’t keep my hands out of her pants long enough to eat a decent meal. Not that she was complaining. She wanted it as bad as I did. Sometimes more. God, I loved…I loved fucking her. Cause that’s all it was, right?

I think about her though. Being all alone and pregnant. Why the fuck didn’t she tell me? Did she think I would leave? She didn’t fucking know me at all. Not at all.

And what’s with the name? Annie? Talk about conceited. Naming a kid after yourself. Bet B would have a coronary if she knew my middle name was Anne too. How funny is that? On the other hand, I couldn’t really blame her. The kid looked just like me.

But, I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to do this. I didn’t want to be a deadbeat…um, mom, I guess, but how did I proceed? ‘Hey B, can I have the munchkin every other weekend?’ Wonder how she would take to that? Probably kill me where I stood. And was that what I wanted? I mean, I couldn’t deny the feelings she stirred in me. God, I’ve got a kid, right? That’s so weird, but it felt…I don’t know…good too. Still, how was I supposed to handle it?

I had a feeling whatever I was going to do; Buffy was going to fight me the whole way. But she pushed me away the first time, even if I have to admit she didn’t push very hard. Hey, but this time, she can push all she wants. She can push until she pops her eyeballs out of her head. Cause I don’t think…no wait; I know…I’m not going anywhere.

I started to knock on the door, when it burst open, “Faith…” My name never sounded so disgusting.

“And you are?” Who was this blond bitch and why was she spitting my name out like it was dirt?

“Monica,” she stood in the doorway. A slayer, I could feel it coming off her in waves. “Buffy’s girlfriend.”

Well, isn’t this about to get interesting?


TBC - Suggestions? Comments? Is Monica a bitch or does Faith just not like her? What do you guys think?