Together We Stand Divided We Fall
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Tara
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
6,427
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2
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 6
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Faith struggled against the wall she was bound to. The chains cut into her arms as the rough hewn stones cut into her bare back.
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me...” the man sang in the background.
Faith looked around, trying to find him. “So this is the big bad? Fucking Ashlee Simpson? Is this your big plan to kill everyone…with bad songs?” The man just sang louder and Faith kept trying to piss him off. “You know I used to be evil. I could help. Oh, I know we can get Hilary Duff for the big shebang. She could sing and I can shoot myself in the fucking head!” she yelled.
The man walked into the cave where Faith was being held. He had a large knife in one hand and a black doctor’s bag in the other. He sat the bag on a large rock. He reached in and pulled something out. As he turned towards Faith, she could see it was a hacksaw.
***
Meanwhile, the two groups made their way to Spike’s crypt. “Angel, you will take Spike. I think I have enough power in my group,” Buffy told the vampire.
“Buffy, I don’t see a lot of power in our group. Let’s look! You have three witches and very pissed off drama queen and you’re the slayer. What do we have? A vampire, which is a plus, a construction worker, an ex-vengeance demon, and a watcher. If you ask me, we don’t have much to go on,” Anya complained.
Buffy spun around at lightning speed. “What are you doing here Anya? What was I thinking? You can’t fight! Go home; I can’t do this if I have to worry about you and the baby getting hurt...and I didn’t ask you!”
Xander took his wife by the arm. “Take the car back to Buffy’s. We all can fit in the Jeep.” He kissed Anya and then pointed to the car. “Now go. I’ll be home soon.”
“First you tell me to come now you tell me to leave. It reminds me of a few nights ago in bed,” she complained. Xander blushes a deep crimson and murmured, “Not now, honey.” The others look back to each other, all slightly grinning a moment before getting serious again.
“Willow, did you call Spike?” Buffy asked.
“Yes and there here he is…what does he have?” she pointed at the bleached vampire.
“It’s call a gun, pet. You use it to shoot things with. Wanna try?” He handed the gun to Willow. She shook her head and pushed it away.
Dawn ran up to the group of people talking. “Stop fucking around, Faith needs us.” She walked over to Spike and snatched the gun from his hand. “Thanks, I’ll take this.”
“Hey, give that back. You’re too young,” Spike pouted.
Dawn walked back to him and stood face to face. “And if you use it you’ll be crying like a little bitch. Now are you going to help or just sit here and pout?” She turned and walked away. As she passed her sister, she handed the gun to her. “Buffy, what’s next?” she asked.
“Okay Willow, you and Tara do a locating spell to find Faith,” Buffy told the witches. “The rest of us will look around.”
Dawn whispered to the redhead. “Find her, please.”
***
Back in the cave, Faith watched as the man walked closer to her. He raised the large knife so it glittered at the edge of her sight. She could see dry blood on the blade. “So, is that the knife you used on B?” She wiggled in the chains as he moved closer. “What are you going to do? Gut me like a fish or just slash me open like you did to B?” He walked even closer. She could only see scars on his face. There were so many she couldn’t make out who he was. She closed her eyes as he put the point of the knife to her bare stomach.
“Why cut you open when I can stab you like you did to me in the alley." Faith's eyes shot wide open. He continued, "But that was in the heart and with a stake. I plan to have you die slowly and chop you into little pieces!” He turned from her and walked back to the black bag. “Pieces, pieces, pieces of me. All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me!” he sang as he gathered his utensils and the bag and walked out of the cave.
“Fuck.” She closed her eyes, fighting back the tears that built up in them. “I love you Dawn!”
Chapter 6
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Faith struggled against the wall she was bound to. The chains cut into her arms as the rough hewn stones cut into her bare back.
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me...” the man sang in the background.
Faith looked around, trying to find him. “So this is the big bad? Fucking Ashlee Simpson? Is this your big plan to kill everyone…with bad songs?” The man just sang louder and Faith kept trying to piss him off. “You know I used to be evil. I could help. Oh, I know we can get Hilary Duff for the big shebang. She could sing and I can shoot myself in the fucking head!” she yelled.
The man walked into the cave where Faith was being held. He had a large knife in one hand and a black doctor’s bag in the other. He sat the bag on a large rock. He reached in and pulled something out. As he turned towards Faith, she could see it was a hacksaw.
***
Meanwhile, the two groups made their way to Spike’s crypt. “Angel, you will take Spike. I think I have enough power in my group,” Buffy told the vampire.
“Buffy, I don’t see a lot of power in our group. Let’s look! You have three witches and very pissed off drama queen and you’re the slayer. What do we have? A vampire, which is a plus, a construction worker, an ex-vengeance demon, and a watcher. If you ask me, we don’t have much to go on,” Anya complained.
Buffy spun around at lightning speed. “What are you doing here Anya? What was I thinking? You can’t fight! Go home; I can’t do this if I have to worry about you and the baby getting hurt...and I didn’t ask you!”
Xander took his wife by the arm. “Take the car back to Buffy’s. We all can fit in the Jeep.” He kissed Anya and then pointed to the car. “Now go. I’ll be home soon.”
“First you tell me to come now you tell me to leave. It reminds me of a few nights ago in bed,” she complained. Xander blushes a deep crimson and murmured, “Not now, honey.” The others look back to each other, all slightly grinning a moment before getting serious again.
“Willow, did you call Spike?” Buffy asked.
“Yes and there here he is…what does he have?” she pointed at the bleached vampire.
“It’s call a gun, pet. You use it to shoot things with. Wanna try?” He handed the gun to Willow. She shook her head and pushed it away.
Dawn ran up to the group of people talking. “Stop fucking around, Faith needs us.” She walked over to Spike and snatched the gun from his hand. “Thanks, I’ll take this.”
“Hey, give that back. You’re too young,” Spike pouted.
Dawn walked back to him and stood face to face. “And if you use it you’ll be crying like a little bitch. Now are you going to help or just sit here and pout?” She turned and walked away. As she passed her sister, she handed the gun to her. “Buffy, what’s next?” she asked.
“Okay Willow, you and Tara do a locating spell to find Faith,” Buffy told the witches. “The rest of us will look around.”
Dawn whispered to the redhead. “Find her, please.”
***
Back in the cave, Faith watched as the man walked closer to her. He raised the large knife so it glittered at the edge of her sight. She could see dry blood on the blade. “So, is that the knife you used on B?” She wiggled in the chains as he moved closer. “What are you going to do? Gut me like a fish or just slash me open like you did to B?” He walked even closer. She could only see scars on his face. There were so many she couldn’t make out who he was. She closed her eyes as he put the point of the knife to her bare stomach.
“Why cut you open when I can stab you like you did to me in the alley." Faith's eyes shot wide open. He continued, "But that was in the heart and with a stake. I plan to have you die slowly and chop you into little pieces!” He turned from her and walked back to the black bag. “Pieces, pieces, pieces of me. All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me!” he sang as he gathered his utensils and the bag and walked out of the cave.
“Fuck.” She closed her eyes, fighting back the tears that built up in them. “I love you Dawn!”