Catch you on the flipside

Faith came awake slowly, hissing out a breath as the heady feeling of the sedative drugs wore off. Groaning softly she raised her head up off the pillow and looked down at her stomach, thick bandages wrapped her middle, obviously more than would be needed with a simple flesh wound.



Laying back down she tried to pick out the last ting she remembered, she remembered leading some of the fifth year students on a patrol for supplies, they had been at the Kmart in town…salvaging metals for new weapons when they had been attacked by day walkers.



The result of the Day Virus…humans who turned into savages, with the same strengths as vampires but not the weaknesses…only way to kill them was to take off there heads. Fuckers didn’t stop at human blood and flesh…even the demons feared them.



Anyways they had been attacked by a pack of six, she had gotten some good hits in, killed two on her own when one of the girls was killed….stupidly that had distracted her long enough for the one she had been working on apparently tried to rip her spine out through her stomach…she wasn’t sure if that was what he had been trying to do but it sure felt like it.



Grunting she decided against sitting up and instead opted to just lay there. Looking over out her bedroom window she couldn’t decide what was worse…getting injured or healing from said injury. Both were terribly annoying…here she was pushing forty…ok in two more years shed be forty…and she was still running around with slayers half her age killing big uglies. Five years ago she had been planning to retire…five years ago…everything was okay. Skye wasn’t dead.



To tired or sore to cry she just lay in her bed. She could hear the kids moving around downstairs…normally she would be down there getting whatever food she could. Buffy and Lonnie had been talking about hunting….they were about out of reserves and rations and Angel couldn’t keep dropping them food forever.



She agreed…hell everyone agreed that they should start hunting…but funny thing about slayers…they didn’t want to kill Bambi.



And on top of that they had to be careful not to invade anyone or anything’s territory. They weren’t the only one stuck in the hot zone…there were the day vamps, but there were also demons, were’s, and any other mystical creature.



But they were slayers still…most knew to leave them alone and not get picky. Hearing the doorknob shift Faith relaxed and closed her eyes, listening as Raya quietly stepped into the room and closed the door. She could feel her mate standing off to the side of the bed, watching her.



“I know your awake Faith…your not snoring” Raya said softly, watching as Faith rolled over and looked up at her with a mildly bored expression. Feeling her anger at her wife come back “Are you bound and determined to get yourself killed Faith? Cause dammit you get a little closer every time.” Raya found herself focusing on the long thin scar that ran from Faiths hair part, across her forehead and disappeared into her temple.



“Don’t know what your talking about wolf” Faith said as she winced, forcing herself to sit up, sneering at Raya when the wolf put pressure on her shoulders to make her lye back down.



“You have to stop this Faith. The other kids…they need you. I need you.” Raya looked away, fresh tears stinging her eyes. “I miss her too Faith”



“This has nothing to do with her” Faith snapped, going to get out of bed but freezing when she wrenched her stomach muscles.



“Fine. It has nothing to do with her.” Raya snapped “But im sick of you always going off and getting yourself hurt…what about Chaye? Or Garret? Or Dave and Brie? What do you think they think whenever you come back all cut up moaning her name?”



Faith diverted her eyes and refused to look at her mate. Listening as Raya continued “Brie doesn’t think you give a shit. You know what Chaye did? He tried to pick a fight with a werewolf when we were hunting…Faith you HAVE to stop this.”



Sighing Raya looked away from her prone slayer…”But you wont…not until your dead.” Raya stood and walked out of there bedroom leaving Faith in there with her thoughts.



Walking down the stairs and into the living room she looked over at Remy and David who were busily making new arrows at the table. She thought back to the panic at the first time Faith came home wounded…she had been so scared she was going to lose her too…but then after the fourth time…when she had broken four ribs and gotten that nasty scar on her face she had realized she was trying to die.



Looking over to David…she knew he never talked…if he did it was only to Remy. Brigitte had been a baby…she had been confused at the concept of Skye never coming home…aside from a month long phase of nightmares and screaming fits she seemed to be doing okay. The twins had worshiped there sister…never for her to know that of course but they had become reckless and a little violent since she died, Remy mainly worried about Ryan but Raya knew he missed her too.



Ryan…she put up a good front but Raya could feel the grief on her at times but she had the twins to keep her busy and she seemed to be doing better.



And herself…well…there were times when missing Skye felt crippling. It was during those nights that she found herself getting drunk with Horus and Asher out in the old playground. Her son and grandson missed her as well…Horus even named his fourth child after her.



At first getting through the days had been an impossible task, but four years later…it didn’t always feel like the world could open up and swallow you and you wouldn’t notice. You found things to live for…didn’t make it easy. But you did it because you had too.



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Willow sat with Buffy, Lonnie, Vikki and Kennedy in the library going over and over old texts. They had been trying repeatedly to ‘call’ Sasha. And honestly the possibility that she was lying to them had crossed all there minds but Kennedys who was convinced that Sasha would come if she could.



So now they were going over everything with a fine tooth comb…trying to pick out anything they could have missed. They hadn’t found anything overall about Sasha, mostly old myths and indicators that she was involved or to blame for some of histories more major disasters…like it said that a feud between she and Coop had caused the fall of Rome.



There were also descriptions of her powers and abilities, thinking back she could remember everyone’s confusion when Kennedy had announced she was pregnant. No one knew what to make of it because same sex pregnancies had been thought to be solely a skin walker trait but then again…this was there lives…anything was possible.



And everyone had been more and more convinced she was Sashes by the time her horns came in around the same time she had her first tooth, Kennedy said she knew when Sheridan smiled for the first time. Willow smiled at that thought, even if she didn’t know it Kennedy was a little in love with the demon.



Sheridan was a sweet child, mischievous and to smart for her own good. Willow and Jaeger tried to watch out for her whenever Kennedy couldn’t but even at four Sheridan proved she was more than capable of taking care of herself when she was bullied or shunned.



Rubbing her blurry eyes Willow picked up her glasses and tried to refocus on the text. Looking up when Lonnie laughed and looked at them excitedly.



“I think I found something.” Lonnie exclaimed, all smiles.



“What? What is it?” Buffy asked trying to lean over and read whatever it was in that book.



“Here…it says ‘though an immortal being is banished, they may use the essence of a natural born from that realm to Sheppard there way back’”



“Okay…show of hands…who else is confused with that?” Buffy asked, Kennedy and Willow both rose there hands.



Lonnie looked around and rolled her eyes. “My people fucking swung around on trees at some point and I get it….it means for a god that was banished they need to have someone who was born here mask her aura so she can come back.”



Metaphorical light bulb went off on that one…Willow was all smiles and she looked over at Kennedy and as she was about to talk Buffy broke in



“Yeah that’s great…but how are we going to tell her that? If she has no way in getting in contact with us?” Everyone stared blankly into space trying to think of some solution…



“Smoke signals?” Kennedy asked tentatively



TBC



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