Half Breed

Chapter 8

Slowly waking up as she felt the sunlight hit her eyes, Faith could still feel the magic coursing through her veins from the red witch, she felt almost drunk with it. Shaking her head she noticed as she was sitting up that her hands were tied together by steel chains. Taking in her surroundings she noticed that she was in the library book cage alone. Taking in the books on the table and the lack of heart beats in the surrounding area, she figured that she was completely alone.

Closing her eyes as she recalled the events that had happened after her blood lust got the better of her she started to focus on the chains, looking for a weakness that she could use to her advantage. She was so focused that she was almost startled by the smell of vanilla when it hit her nostrils. Instead of opening her eyes she spread her foresight further and picked up what was around her, a clear image of the room surrounding her. Opening her yellowish eyes Faith looked straight at the blond in front of her not saying anything as the chains around her hand that were keeping them bound opened as if it was of there own will.

Giving nothing away, Buffy continued to stare at the brunette wondering why she hadn’t killed her yet. Knowing that willow had to get a blood transfusion because of her, she just couldn’t bring herself to kill the brunette. Of course it had nothing to do with the undeniable attraction that she felt for her, she figured that she was just curious. After what seemed like years of staring into yellow/brownish eyes Buffy just had to know. She had to ask.

“Who are…”

“Where are…”

Both girls started at the same time cutting each other off effectively. Starting over Faith was the first to speak.

“What happened to the other’s?” she asked calmly.

“Willow is in the hospital.” Buffy responded not elaborating anything further, starring at the girl in the cage with narrowed eyes.

“Why haven’t you killed me yet?” Faith asked sighing as she moved against the wall behind her relaxing on it waiting for an answer.

“Who, no what are you?” Buffy asked getting straight to the point of what was right on her mind.

“A Vampire.” Faith answered simply, not even looking down or at the blond that she was starting to crave.

Rolling her eyes Buffy stared hard at the brunette questioning her still.

“Then why aren’t you burning?”

Faith peeked one eye open at that and looked at the blond with a raised eyebrow questioningly. Trying to figure out what she meant exactly at that as many different scenarios ran through her head at the many ways she could burn.

Buffy just gestured with her hand to the window where the sunlight was coming through directly. Suppressing the flash of desire that she felt as she body shuddered slightly at the intensity that she saw in the brunette’s eyes.

Smirking slightly as the smell of arousal hit her, faith flashed a smug smile at the blond before answering with a shrug.

“Luck of the draw, plus being a day walker doesn’t hurt. James used to call me the sleeper, a prophesy or something about being the beginning of the end. Not like you would know anything about that would you watcher?” Faith asked moving her head to where she detected the older male to be.

Coughing from where he was hiding Giles stepped into her line of vision with a stern look on his face looking as if looks could burn faith would be a pile of bones by now.

“How?” he asked.

“Two different stories, and as for knowing that you were there…” faith trailed off putting a finger on her nose indicating that she had smelled him.

Giles nodded his head in acknowledgement still keeping the stern look on his face. Though he had many question running through his head, he remained silent wondering where his slayer would take this.

“So you’re a day walker, what is that?” Buffy asked looking up at her watcher for an answer.

Just as he was about to supply one Faith beat him to it. “A Day Walker is a Vampire who is impervious to sunlight, holy water, silver, and crosses. Though I am a bit different from the A type day walker.” She said smirking.

Buffy looked from Giles to her then back to Giles who nodded his head in consent that that was the right answer.

His curiosity getting the better of him Giles spoke cutting of any more questioning from Buffy for a while.

“But the cross did burn you,” He said, pointing out the small scar that looked almost faded below her eye, “how would you like to explain that?” he asked.

Faith shrugged her shoulder saying, “a demon’s a demon is it not?”

“If you are simply a demon, a day walker as you say then why does your face not contort and why did you not correct me when I thought you were the next slayer?” Giles asked with a raised eyebrow.

“So many questions so many answers, tick tock tick tock, time is running out.” Faith sang rolling her eyes, before standing up.

“Well this has been enlightening but I really must go, the boys and gals at home are probably sick with worry, after all they do tend to get a bit restless, cant have that now can we?” Smiling at the two, Faith walked towards the dented door placing her hand on the door she pulled, a breath of satisfaction leaving her body as it opened on the first pull.

Buffy the first to react, stood with a stake in her hand, in a fighting position waiting for the inevitable to happen. Giles having seen what was going on grabbed the crossbow that had been hidden on the index card table. Both looking a bit frightful but confident that they would win the fight; Faith giggled looking at them with a bemused expression.

Quickly turning it into a frown, as she caught the bolt that had been flying at her towards her heart a fraction of a second beforehand; Faith turned towards the watcher who was at the moment reloading his weapon. Her expression that of annoyance as she reached out, grabbed the toy from his hands and threw it at the wall twenty feet behind them. Moving slower then when she had been last night, Faith failed to catch the blonde’s first punch as it struck her in the face. Turning as she caught the second punch, Faith pulled bring the slayer crashing into her, moving her body so that it was taunt against hers. Smelling deeply, with a smile on her face as she picked up the slayers arousal and scent, Faith growled low in her throat images of slayers in her bed playing through her head.

“Midnight tomorrow, under the elm in Rest Field,” Faiths eyes glowed, as she turned her head and kisses the slayer breathlessly, before releasing her and running out the door towards her home, yelling out “I’ll be waiting.”

Giles starred at the door to his slayer who looked a little out of breath to him, after making sure that she was alright he turned to go back into his office suggesting as he left that she should visit willow, then come back to the library to train.

Buffy shook her head getting the fog that was in her head to disappear. Looking around her she noticed that she was alone in the library and had the sudden urge to go visit willow. Shaking her head once more, she left humming quietly to herself.

TBC…

I know I know weird ending, but what do you think of the rest of it? Much R & R please.