Surprises

Surprises
By: Leia
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Pairing: Buffy/Faith

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Whedon and Co.

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Part 1

"Hey," her voice on the phone, startled Faith out of the momentary revere the stupid television show was providing, "It's me.."

"Yeah, B, I sorta figured," Faith answered. She wanted to add, no fucking kidding. To chastise the girl for thinking she could ever forget her voice, but she remained quiet.

"So."

"So," Faith repeated, still trying to still the severe beating of her heart.

"How have you been?" Buffy asked, not pausing for an answer, "It's been a while, I know. I was hoping I had the right number. Not that many Faith Jackson's living in Boston. Though you would, think, I mean Boston is a big town, there would at least be more than one. Anyway, I just figured after you left, that is where you would go, but I really couldn't believe you actually had a listed telephone number. I guess I was just lucky," Buffy spurted, not actually taking anything that could legally be called a breath.

Faith could feel the familiar pain behind her left eye illuminating it as as Buffy spoke. It amazed her that such a pain, absent after she left the gang in L.A. could come screaming back so suddenly with nothing more than the invocation of Buffy's voice. "I'm good B. Everything's cool," she answered, wishing that she had never answered the phone.

"That's good, that you're good, I mean. I'm glad. I've been wondering if you were doing okay. I hoped that you were, at least. I've been good as well. I live in, well we live in actually, Nashville. Sounds strange? I mean the super gang moves to the heart of the south, or maybe that's Atlanta, I don't know. But they actually have a hell mouth here as well. Not as big, thank god, but still it calls for some activity. I keep busy. Plus I work as a school counselor at a high school in town. Apparently there are fucked up or fucked over kids everywhere theses days. Though they do seem a little more disconcerted on the hell mouths I have had the pleasure of living on," Faith could hear a small smile in the girl's pause, followed by a slow sigh, "Faith, I guess you are wondering why I called?"

"Thought has crossed my mind B," Faith wanted to scream but only whispered.

"Well, I sort of need your help. Though, like I said, the hell mouth isn't as big, apparently some fucking idiot doesn't care and wants to open it. And with idiot, I mean big ass demon with nothing better to do."

"You and the Scoobs can't clean up on your own?" Faith asked, for some reason more than a little put out that this was nothing more than a call for professional help.

"Well Willow is working on a spell to buy us some time. Kennedy has gone to England with Dawn, they are having some sort of slayer initiation for all the new girls. I guess you weren't invited either," Buffy added.

"Nope," not that I give a shit, she wanted to add, "Wait, Dawn's a slayer too?"

"Huh? Oh, no, she's just tagging along with Ken. Apparently they're best buds now. Which is understandable, being closer to the same age than the rest of us." Buffy sighed for the second time, "Listen Faith, I really do need your help. I know it's asking a lot, but I can pay for the plane ticket and everything and you wouldn't have to worry about the expenses, we have plenty of room. I guess the demon is not as stupid as I thought, striking when the young and agile slayers were all away," Buffy finished. Faith could hear a faint tint of tiredness in her voice, "and well I can't really do it on my own."

"Why not, B? You defeated plenty of demons way scarier than this one, from the sound of things, on your own. I just find it a bit strange, and to be honest a little, nah fuck that, a lot aggravating that you call me when you can't find someone else to help. Isn't your gang still intact? I realize that Kennedy and Dawn are gone, and I figure Giles as well, but that still leaves Xander and Willow, not too mention Andrew. Okay, well he probably isn't worth mentioning, but still, I bet if you called them they would come running back as soon as you said jump, just like always," Faith took a breath, " I just have to wonder why you are calling me and why you think out of all your little Buffy worshippers, I would come running?"

"You know what Faith, never mind. It was stupid of me to call. I just honestly needed your help. I can see that that clearly doesn't matter to you. And I don't think there is any more reason to explain. Because it obviously wouldn't matter that much if I did."

Faith was all set to retaliate, when she heard the drone of the phone being hung up in her ear. "Damn," she slammed the phone back on it's receiver, "It's so just like her to get the last fucking word in," she said out loud as she picked the phone back up. Still, it is so just like me to go running to her, she thought, as she called the airlines and made a reservation for an open-ended ticket to Nashville. "Tennessee, for fuck's sake," she said as she hung up the phone, "how the fuck do I get myself into this shit?" Still, she knew the answer to that question, and every other life changing question she asked herself - Buffy. It always came down to B.

To be continued...