So Damn Domestic

The Same Night. WPOV


Growing up I was never the kind of girl who would baby-sit somebody’s kids and end up inviting my boyfriend, or in this case girlfriend, over and make-out with them instead of keeping and eye on the children. Before you judge let me tell you what happened. Buffy and Faith went patrolling for that demon that’s been chewing up the locals so they asked me to baby-sit and I’m more then happy to. I love spending time with my little niece and nephew. I do love spending time with them, but sitting around while they’re sleeping and waiting for Buffy and Faith to get back is not something I like to do. I get bored and normally I’ll just read because Faith has a lot of romance novels at the house, but we’re not at the house we’re at the hotel and there’s nothing here to read.


So when I showed up I ordered the kids some room service, and after they ate I gave them a bath, and then we watched a little bit of TV and they were in bed by ten. Buffy told me that their bedtime is nine but I’m the cool aunt that let’s them stay up an hour later. After they went to bed I had nothing to do. There’s not much on TV so I called Sky even though she’s two doors down and I could have rushed over there really quick. I felt kind of bad because she was in her pajamas and getting ready for bed when I called. I told her that sometimes Buffy and Faith take a while when they patrol and not to wait up for me. I didn’t tell her why they sometimes take so long because she doesn’t need to know that. I don’t need to know that but for some reason Faith thought I should know.


The whole thing started out very innocent. She came over and we decided to see if there was anything on TV. I ordered a movie that’s ok, nothing very interesting but just enough to keep our attention. We sat on the couch together and we were sitting close but not touching. We haven’t had ‘the talk’ yet and I don’t know where we stand in terms of our relationship, and I don’t want to make her uncomfortable. After about fifteen minutes she did the whole fake yawn thing, and draped her arm over my shoulders. I leaned against her and put my head on her shoulder because I wanted to do that the entire time I was sitting next to her. I was feeling a little affectionate so I turned and gave her a little kiss on the neck. After about ten minutes had passed I turned and gave her another kiss on the neck, only this one lasted a little longer and there was some use of my tongue.


I’ll admit that I wanted to tease her a little bit. I’ve recently learned that Sky has a very sensitive neck and I wanted to use that to my advantage a little. I never thought that when I stopped kissing her neck she would pull me up so we’d be face to face, and start kissing me like she was an addict needing a fix. I really didn’t think she would, but she did. When she kisses me like that I tend to lose some of my self-control. It didn’t take her long to figure this out. I’ve always thought Sky was a very smart woman and she keeps proving me right. I’m not too sure how long we were like that, but I don’t think it was too long before I started slowly pushing her backward. I still think it’s a little strange that Sky likes it better on the bottom, what with her being a slayer and all that. I know from experience that they like to be in control, especially in the bedroom.


I gently massage my tongue with hers and then return to my own mouth. She likes it when I tease her a little. Her tongue follow mine and she gently explores my mouth, and I feel her fingers work their way into my hair. I cup one of her full breasts and the nipple instantly hardens against my palm. She moans into my mouth and her hips grind against mine but only a little. She knows as well as I do that we’re not doing anything more then kissing, and some light above the clothes groping on this couch. I guess she doesn’t know that since her thigh just slipped in between mine and firmly grinding against my hot core. Then I hear something, in very the back of my mind, some tiny little voice and it says “Red?”’ I pull back from the kiss a little because it’s hard to make-out with someone and be confused at the same time.


“Faith?” Oh shit, did I say that out loud? I think I did. No, wait, I know I did because Sky just pulled away from me, and her body is tensing up. She looks a little pissed and I don’t blame her. I can tell she’s trying to stay calm but it isn’t working out too well. She lets out a winded ‘what did you say?’ and I have to rush to respond. “I thought I heard Faith’s voice. I think she’s trying to get a hold of me telepathically.” She relaxes and then concentrates a little bit. I’m just glad she believes me. If she wasn’t a witch I don’t think she would. “She’d only do that if she was in trouble.” I close my eyes and take in a deep breath and concentrate. This isn’t too hard to do, all I have to do is connect myself to every slayer in the world and then focus solely on Faith. It’s not as hard as it sounds and it only takes a minute or two.


“Faith, what’s wrong?” I ask with my mind. I can already tell she’s not alright. She feels weak, and broken. That demon must’ve been too strong for them. Or maybe there were more of them. The vampires around here are still weak, and probably always will be weak. No vampire could have done this to her.


“The demon, he’s too strong. He got Buffy, and I can’t move. I’m in the park, by the woods. Help Willow.” The connection dies before I can respond. Don’t worry, she isn’t dead or else I wouldn’t be able to feel her anymore. She’s just unconscious. But we have to get to her soon because the vampires around here may be weak but they’re still vampires and they’ll take a free meal. And what better blood then an unconscious slayer? I open my eyes and start gasping for breath. I don’t like connecting to all of the slayers like that, it always leaves me feeling like I was being smothered with a pillow or something. Sky starts rubbing my back and she’s holding onto my hand. Ever since we got together she’s been a lot more affectionate then she’s ever been before. Ok, I think there’s a lot more important things going on right now then the fact that Sky is affectionate.


“The demon was too strong for them. He took Buffy away and Faith hurt really bad. We need to get there, she’s probably dieing.” I jump up and rush for the door but Sky stops me. She has all that slayer strength which I never thought was annoying until just now. I do my best not to glare at her but it’s hard. Faith might be dieing and who knows what that demon is going to do with Buffy, or could be doing to her right now. The look in her eyes calms me down a little bit. She looks empathetic but determined. She isn’t going to let me leave, but she’s going to come up with some other plan.


“We can’t go alone. If that thing was able to bring down Faith and kidnap Buffy then we need more slayers.” She’s right. I can’t let my emotions completely cloud my judgment. But the demon is gone, and it took Buffy. We need to save Faith, and then we can worry about finding the demon. I tell her that but she still doesn’t look too happy about it. “I’m sure there are other slayers in this town. Even if they are just passing through. Can’t you do your little head-trip and find out?” I nod my head and then concentrate. I don’t really want to do this again but I don’t have time to argue. Sky is one of the most stubborn women I’ve ever met, top that off with her having all that slayer stubbornness and winning an argument with her is damn near impossible. There are other slayers, three of them and they’re patrolling near the park. So I send out a little message to them telling them to find Faith and bring her back here.


“There, are you happy now?” I aks and my tone is a very unpleasant one. But all she has to do is give me the puppy-dog eyes and I’m goo on the inside. I know what her real problem is, why she didn’t want me to go out there and get Faith myself. She doesn’t want me to get hurt. I’m not a slayer and I guess she thinks I can’t protect myself. Yes going out there alone when there’s a demon this strong on the loose, but I am the most powerful witch in pretty much the whole world, I can take care of myself. I killed that one demon a couple Thanksgivings ago and Buffy and Faith got their butts kicked by it. I’m not just little meek Willow anymore. I can hold my own in a fight against a vampire or a demon. I just choose not to. What, you think I like going out and getting all sweaty and getting my clothes dirty just to kill a couple of vampires? I’m not a slayer so I don’t get that double H feeling like they do.


“You don’t have to protect me all the time.” My voice is soft now because I know this is a big issue for her. “I can take care of myself. If anything I should be worried about you. You don’t have all the witchy powers that I do.” I do worry about her every time she goes out on patrol. Just because there are a couple thousand slayers walking around today it doesn’t mean they never die. I wrap my arms around her and rest my head on her shoulder. I think it’s a little weird that we’re so close. I mean, it’s only been a week since we got together, and we haven’t even had ‘the talk’ yet. But I guess none of that is really important right now since there’s some loud knocking at our door. It’s all three slayers, well four if you count the unconscious and dead looking Faith. At least I think it’s Faith. She’s so beat up that she doesn’t even look like herself anymore. I step out of the way and the girls rush into the room.


“Put her on the couch, and be quiet.” I force myself to stay calm because the kids are in the other room and if they wake up and see one of their moms like this it could traumatize them for life. I close the door and watch as they lay Faith down on the couch. I start looking at her a little closer then before. Her left leg looks broken in a couple of places. Her head was bleeding, I can tell because her hair is getting blood on the couch. Giles is not going to be happy about this cleaning bill. I kneel next to the couch and put my hands over Faith’s chest. I can’t heal her like I did when she crashed on her motorcycle. You can only do something like that to a person once. If I tried to heal her like that again it could kill her. So I can’t do something like that. What I can do is give her slayer healing a little power boost, which is what I’m doing right now. It won’t heal her completely, but it will get her out of the woods and hopefully she’ll wake up.


BPOV


I can’t believe this is actually happening. I mean, you fantasize, make plans, and start organizing everything, and then you hope for the best while almost having a heart attack the entire time but none of it seems real. The moment the music started playing I thought my heart had stopped. I wasn’t even out of my dressing room yet and I had tears in my eyes. As soon as I walked out of the room I felt a little overwhelmed, but I stayed calm. Staying calm in overwhelming situations is just something I’m good at I guess. I felt like I was going to be sick by the time I reached Giles and put my head on his arm. But when I looked up and I saw Faith standing at the end of the isle the feeling went away and was replaced with a sense of calm.


I haven’t really been paying attention to anything the minister is saying. All I can do is look into Faith’s eyes as tears pour out of mine. I’m not blubbering, or sobbing, just...leaking. I know how gross that sounds but it’s what I’m doing. My lips are quivering, there is no lump in my throat, no knot in my chest, just a steady stream of tears rolling down my cheeks. These are tears of joy, and Faith has them too. Only she has the whole quivering bottom lip thing going for her, and I think she looks so cute, and beautiful and perfect. She’s perfect, and she’s mine, and today that is going to be finalized. We’re finally getting married. I think the minister just said we can exchange our vows now. I really need to start paying attention. Good thing Faith is going first because that lump is starting to form in my throat and I don’t think I’m going to be able to talk.


“Buffy,” she gets out but she has to stop. She dabs at her eyes and sniffles and I can’t help but smile. So much for being the tough one in this relationship. I’m never going to let her live this down. Anyway, she clears her throat and starts again. “Buffy, all my life I’ve been dreaming for something better. To be someplace that’s safe, where everything is simple and I don’t have to worry about just getting by day to day.” There’s so much emotion in her voice, so much happiness it’s making me want to start blubbering. “But now I can finally stop dreaming because I’m never going to find anything better then you and everything you’ve given me.” Now seating Blubbering Idiot party of one, ah yes that would be me. I guess it’s my turn to say my vows. The vows that I worked on for almost five months. It takes me about a minute to calm down, and I sniffle a little bit, and take in a deep breath.


I’m startled awake when I hear something break. It sounded like glass or something. I open my eyes and it takes them a few minutes to adjust to the dim light. Where the hell am I? This isn’t my bed, or the hotel room bed. What happened? It takes a minute for it to all come back to me. The demon beat Faith up pretty bad, threw her into a tree, and when she wouldn’t let up on him he finally started slamming her against a tree. I was screaming and freaking out the entire time, I tried to get away but the demon is just too strong. He walked for what seemed like hours, and I was fighting the entire time. After a while we stopped and he held me with my back to his chest and he put his large hand over my mouth and nose until I passed out from the lack of oxygen. I thought he was trying to kill me, I guess he just wanted me to shut up.


I’m pretty sure we’re in some kind of cave. It’s really small though, unless the demon has some sort of hidden door. I look around until I found what woke me up. The demon’s standing at a table in the corner and he dropped a bowl or something and it shattered. Even though the cave or whatever this is, is small I’m pretty sure I can crawl passed him and out the entrance. I slowly move onto my hands and knees and very slowly start to crawl towards the way out. There’s a flap covering it and that might be a little difficult to move without him hearing but I have to take the chance, I need to get out of here. Faith told me to lay low for a while, well I did and now I need to escape. Who knows what this thing wants with me? I might not get another shot at getting out. So I’m taking this one. I get about five feet away from where it put me and I’m shocked. Literally shocked with electricity.


I jump back a little bit and it’s like there’s some invisible wall all around the little area where the stupid demon put me. The wall shimmers a light blue color before it becomes invisible again. The demon turns around and looks at me. I guess it wasn’t expecting me to wake up this soon. Unless he always has that surprised expression on his face. I’m trying to control my fear, and not let it control me. But I have to say being trapped in this little space like an animal isn’t helping with the bringing of calm. I don’t know why I’m still alive, I don’t know why he hasn’t eaten me yet. I mean, he ate all of those people in the park, that’s why Faith and me were there in the first place. So why am I still alive? I guess I won’t be getting my answer anytime soon because he turns back around and grabs another bowl.


I can’t see what he’s doing and I don’t really care. I know I should care, I should be concentrating on everything that he’s doing, but I can’t. All I can think about is how beat up Faith was when that demon was carrying me off. All I can concentrate on is the empty feeling I got when I couldn’t hear Faith in my mind anymore, when I couldn’t feel our slayer connection anymore. I don’t know if she’s dead, or if she just passed out. All I know is that she was hurting so bad, and she needs help and I can’t give it to her because I’m trapped here. I want to be asleep again, I want that demon to knock me out again so I can keep thinking about our wedding day when everything was so simple, and we were so happy. I want to think about our wedding night. Because I wanted it to be so special that I cut Faith off for a month before the wedding. I stopped making love with her because I wanted the next time to be so special. And it was, and she was crazy enough to put up with that.


She would do anything for me, we all know how Faith gets after slaying and she resisted. I’m sure she got herself off in the shower a few times, but I couldn’t have asked her not to do that. If all of that pent up energy isn’t released in someway things tend to get a little tense between us and I didn’t want to act on that tension. Feeling her being so worked up tends to work me up and I know it would have ended in us making love, and I wanted to wait. But the point is, Faith would do anything for me, and I just left her there to die. I wasn’t even strong enough to get away from this demon so I could help her, and now she’s all alone, and really hurt and she needs help and there’s no one who can get it for her because I’m here, trapped like a defenseless animal.


I’m concentrating now, but not on Faith anymore. No, now I’m trying to get a hole of Willow. If I can just send her a message telepathically then she’ll know that Faith is in trouble and she needs to find her. But I think the demon has some sort of barrier around this place because I can feel my mind reaching out, but it’s being blocked. Almost like there’s a steel wall around my mind and nothing can get in, and nothing can get out. Now I really do feel alone. In situations like this I could easily contact Willow. She’s become so powerful that as long as you concentrate hard enough she’ll be able to hear you no matter where you are in the world. The farther away, the harder you have to concentrate, but we’re in the same town so it doesn’t take a lot of energy. But now that’s been taken away, my safety net is gone and the fear is starting to rise up again. I try to force it down but it’s getting harder. I’m completely on edge and I have no idea what I’m going to do. I have no idea how I’m going to get out of here.


I jump a little bit when I see the demon turn around. The bowl is in his hand and he’s walking towards me. Well this can’t be good. I back up as far as I can go but unfortunately that isn’t very far what with there being a wall behind me and all. He just keeps getting closer and closer. I wonder if he has to shut down the invisible wall to get through. If he has to shut it down then I can try and distract him and then I can make a break for it. That little plan is shot down when all he has to do is keep walking. The wall is shocking him, I can hear it, I can see it, I can smell it but it isn’t hurting him. I guess he has some pretty thick skin or something not to be affected by that. What is this thing? What does it want with me?


It kneels down about three feet away from me and I can feel my body start to panic. My mind is telling it not to but my muscles are tight like a spring, and they’re waiting to be released. It puts the bowl down next to its foot and I glance inside. It’s filled with some kind of liquid. I have no idea wha it is or what the demon is going to do with it, and I don’t really want to know. I see the demon reaching out for me and I try to back up some more but I’m up against a wall so there’s nowhere to go. But I don’t just sit here and take it. I struggle, I kick, I punch but nothing is working. He’s just too strong, his skin is too hard and I think I broke a couple of bones in my right hand. I don’t stop fight. I’m not fighting as much as I was a few seconds ago but I’m still struggling. I’m not going to just sit here and let it do whatever the fuck it wants me to.


But I guess it doesn’t matter what I want or how hard I fight because he’s so much stronger then I am. He scoots closer to me and now I have nowhere to go. I’m stuck against this little part of the wall and there’s nothing I can do about it. He reaches out with one hand and pries my mouth open. What the fuck is he doing? I fight all I can but it isn’t working, and if I try to fight any harder my neck could snap, so I force myself to calm down a little bit. He uses his free hand to bring the bowl up to my mouth. I have to drink that stuff? What is it? Is it poison? He dragged me all the way back here just to poison me? No, this is for something else. If he wanted to me kill me he would have done it in the woods.


The liquid is warm, and a little sticky, and before I have a chance to spit it out he closes my mouth and then plugs my nose. The only thing I can hear is the sound of my heartbeat pounding in my ears. I’m going to hold my breath for as long as I can. Maybe the demon will get impatient and let go of me? No such luck. It feels like I’ve been holding my breath for hours. Everything is getting a little blurry and even though I don’t want to I swallow, and the second all of the liquid is done my throat he lets me go and takes a few steps back. I can hear the electric force field thing shocking him as he leaves my little prison.


I’m dropped down on all fours breathing heavy and coughing. That stuff, whatever it was, did not taste good, and it burned a little going down. I hope he doesn’t do that again because it fucking sucked. I try purging it up but it must be some type of magical liquid because no matter how far I shove my fingers down my throat it won’t come back up. So now I guess the only thing for me to do is sit here in terror and wait to see what that stuff does. If it is poison I hope it isn’t painful, and I hope it’s quick. I don’t want to go through a slow and painful death. But I think I would rather do that then have my worst fear come true. I really hope that whatever he made me swallow doesn’t turn me into some kind of demon. I don’t want to be a demon, I want to be me. Sure my life does kind of suck right now, but it’s getting better. I just want to go home and be with my family. But I guess that’s too much to ask since there’s no way of getting passed that stupid barrier. I hope Faith’s ok. If I do make it out of here alive, and she isn’t I don’t think I’ll survive the sadness.