Kragdon

A/N I was suddenly inspired. Enjoy. and please review. good or bad in the words of the bad ass slayer herself. Give us a Kiss :-*, ;D. (j/k, my attempt at being sassy.)
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**Family reunioun**


Faith just stood there here mouth open a little. She had nothing to say after that revelation, once her mind kicked into to drive the first thing out of her mouth was a dry emotionless "ha". Closing the door she turned and walked back into the kitchen where she could smell the bacon burning.

Buffy looked on in shock as she watch her love completely close herself off from herself, moving like a zombie into the kitchen to she assumed finish breakfast. Before she could truly respond a strong knock on the door knocked her out of her revelry, followed by the door bell sounding. Opening the door she was pushed aside as the man and woman who faith had closed the door on walked inside and started to head to where faith was. Not really understanding what was happening Buffy closed the door and meakly followed behind the dark haired woman who now that the blond slayer looked almost identical to faith.

When she entered the kitchen she had arrived just in time to catch the flying frying pan that was heading her way. She had assumed that faith had aimed it at the man who was now yelling at her. Looking around she saw faiths 'mother' who was sitting off to the side watching what was happening with a sad netrual expression as if she were waiting for something devastating to happen. Deciding to take a page from the older brunettes book she moved over to where she was and sat in the seat next to her and watched avidly as the man and faith starred at each other in a mexican standoff.

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By this time Ares was pissed. Not waiting for an invite he stomped passed the shocked blonde who he could see was sporting his daughter mark like some sort of trophy with her robe partially undone. He could feel morgan behind him, could feel her worry and saddness. But he was beyond caring at this moment. For what felt like a millenia he had been denied access, sight and touch to his only living daughter and the one day that he finally gets that access not only has she chosen a mate without his approval she had laughed and slammed a door in his face. It was that last straw that had broken the mold. Daughter or not she was going to listen to him or so help him zues heads were going to fly prefably the mates and then who ever else was within a hundred mile radius.

As soon as he enter the kitchen that his daughter had entered he exploed. He had been so full of anger that he couldnt hold back no longer. In his best god voice he called his daughter to the metiphorical carpet.

"Francesca Faith Lehane Pendragon, How Dare You Act With Such Insolence To Your Mother And I. You Will Apologize This Instant OR So Help Me Blood Of Mine Or Not I Will Send You To Tartrus Along With That Slut You Call A Mate And Leave You There. Do You Understand Me."

He had only a fraction of a second to sense and duck the pots and pans that Faith started thowing at him. He could here his wife now telling him how she had his short fuse temper and passion for violence the one time that she had been granted a visitation right in another body, who as it turned out was a temperary lone. He had forgotten that little detail and was reminded of it quickly when a jar of jam hit him in the head and shattered.

After a few moments of nothing being thrown at him ares guessed that she had run out of ammo. Standing up he found that she hadnt in fact run out of ammo but was waiting for the right oppertunity to strike. Seeing the sinister and cunning smirk that was spread across her face holding a blender in her hand made him freeze as he was momentarily reminded of himself when he was younger and full of passion, confidence and arrogance. He always had the same smirk that she had on just as one of his warlords striked down an enemy or martyr. His eyes widening as she threw the blender, her smirk widening the gleam in her eyes brightening as it hit him a small smile spread across his face as a fleeting thought ran through his head before he hit the ground. "yep Definatly my daughter alright."

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Morgan stood to the side watching the procedings with a cautious eye. she had just entered the kitchen when Ares had started his rant. Flinching when she heard him call thier daughters mate a slut she could only hope that Faith had learned to control her anger better then when she did when she was younger. Looking up into her daughters eyes she saw the fire flare and knew that she hadnt just surpressed it and ares had just opened the gate to a fury that could rival his on his best day. Though she didnt know how Faith would strike she knew that it would be fast and hard.

Sitting down just in time to watch the first projectal fly, just as the blond had walked in to catch it. She smiled to herself at the semi amused expression on the blond face as she evaluated the situation before her, finally deciding that it would be safer to take the lead that morgan had. Silently thinking to herself "I knew I liked that girl for a reason." She went back to watching the procedings that were happening before her. It was when Faith had hit him with a jar of strawberry jelly that she was reminded of that time that ares had accidentally crashed a baci party and landed in the pot of demon and human entrails when he had first started courting her. Placing a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Seeing buffy looking at her with a questioning expression on her face she quietly explained to the blonde slayer why it was so funny getting again the raised eyebrow from the blonde she just rolled her eyes and turned back to the show just in time to see ares get hit in the head with a blender. She just couldnt hold it any longer. Bursting out laughing she slipped off the chair holding her sides she was laughing so hard.

Recovering slightly she layed on the floor regaining her breathe she looked up to find faith staring down at her with a raised eyebrow and a amused expression on her face. holding out a hand for morgan to use as leverage to help her off the ground. Accepting the help up with a thank you, she was pulled fully up to her feet. However when she was pulled up completely she was standing flush against her daughter who was looking intensly in her eye. Brown starring at blue faith answered...

"your welcome....
Claire"

Morgans eyes widened as she realized a little too late the connection that her daughter had made before she was pushed away back to the ground. With silent tears in her eyes she looked up to find Faith gone and Buffy no where to be found, the only thing that signifyed that they had been their was the lingering scent and the thin layer iof mist that surrounded her and her husbands body. The fact that the mist literally chilled her to her bone told her how deeply she had hurt her daughter. The pain alone that she felt through the mist made her ribs hurt, that as soon as it was there it was gone, leaving her no trail as to where they had gone.

Crawling over to wake her husband she said one sentence before she let the mists surround them both...

"She Knows!"

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TBC....

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A/N: so.... what you think... good no