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Kathy's Revenge

By: lycanthrope
folder AtS/BtVS Crossovers › FemmeSlash - Female/Female
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 57
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Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Alone

Chapter 42
Faiths POV

I feel a bit better now, talking to Spike sort of took my mind of what had happened…

I sit on the bed in the lotus position and try to do some of those breathing exercises and stuff that Willow taught me. In and out, in and out… “Ahh fuck it!”

I get up off the bed and pace around the room a little. Okay need to do something, take my mind off what the hell is wrong with me. I lie on the floor flat on my back and start to do some sit-ups. I get to fifty and still I am thinking about it.

I pace again. I think out loud, whispering everything quietly to myself trying to get some sort of clarity.

“Okay Faith, he wasn’t really real, he wasn’t really there.”

“Then why the hell could he hurt me?”

“Maybe it was psychological?”

“Then why could he hurt the others? Surely they wouldn’t be having the same hallucination as me.”

“Well maybe it is some sort of demon thing going on? Like when Buffy had that whole Sunny D isn’t real and she was really in a mental institution thing goin’ on?”

“Nope that wouldn’t work, I haven’t even seen one of those demons before let alone be infected by them.”

“Well what if there are more demons with the same sort of thing but they make you think different things?”

“But how would it of hurt the others?”

“Maybe they got infected too?”

“But they wouldn’t have seen the same as me and felt the same as me?”

“It could be The First again?”

“Nu-uh can’t be, I could touch it… eventually.”

I sit on the bed yet again.

“Willow said that my aura was fragmented like something tried to get in so that means it isn’t an infection it is something inside me that shouldn’t be there.”

“Oh great I got some sort of parasite… how did it get in though?”

“Well I do touch loads of demons and stuff when fighting, or they could have used some sort of device like the one I used on B when we switched bodies.”

“Surely someone would have noticed something like that though? And I am still me… well I think I am.”

“What if I’m not me? What if I am off somewhere else and I just think this is me? What if that is the whole point of the thing? To get to the original slayers?”

Again I stand and pace.

“But why bother? I mean whatever it is it wouldn’t come up against all of us, we got a werewolf, a sort of angel thing, a really, really powerful white Wicca, a super strong ex vampire and a shit loads of slayers… If something wanted to kill the slayers then surely it would start with the less trained, all the new ones… preferably ones who aren’t this well protected.”

“Maybe whatever it is, is just stupid…”

“Nah, this is way to complicated and smart for some kinda stupid demon thing.”

“But if they’re not stupid then why are they coming for me? Do they know something I don’t?”

“Maybe they know that they will turn their backs on me. None of them except Spike have come to see how I am and he probably only did it to go for a smoke.”

“But they have all been so nice and everything lately, since I came back most have been okay.”

“Yeah was all well and good when I was there to help, now I’m sticking around they probably don’t want me here. B defiantly doesn’t, I can see it in her face and Dawn isn’t much better, and yeah Xander is all chummy with me but maybe I aint good enough for Willow…”

At least that’s something both parts of my brain can agree on, I am not good enough for her.

I look down at my stomach as it rumbles with the force of a stampede of elephants. I walk to the door then to the top of the stairs.

What if they do hate me? Then they wouldn’t want to see me would they?

I hear Dawn laughing with Willow and B, yeah they care about me don’t they! Down there laughing when I am up here going insane.

I take a deep breath and place my left foot on the first step.

“Hey Giles you want to play a game of poker?” I hear Xander shout across rooms downstairs.

I take my foot off the step and start to walk to my room again. As if on cue my stomach makes another loud noise. I get in my room shut the door then lock it. I look down out the window, the porch is directly under the window.

I take time making my mind up but finally after another rumble I grab my wallet out off the bedside table, slide the window open and lower myself onto the porch roof. I walk to the edge of the roof before jumping onto soft ground.
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