I sighed as I hung up the phone and turned back to Dawn. "I got his answering machine." I walked her back to the main waiting area and stood there. I circled around getting frustrated. "Damnit Giles! What a time to be having tea and crumpets." I rolled my eyes and rubbed my hands in my hair. We had been there all night. It was midnight and we were
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My legs were shaky and the tears were a steady flow, just quiet tears now. I knew that we had to get to Faith, I mean, not only is she a slayer, and now that Buffy was...was gone we would need a new one, since there wouldn't be a new one 'cuz Buffy wasn't the active slayer or some crap...but we needed Faith to get Warren and I knew she could and would help.
As I paced I spoke low and under my breath. "Come on Faith we need you...please help us."
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My mind kinda was a blank slate, with 'what the fuck' being written across it in bloody chalk. Wincing I stood up and followed the guard out of the cell, allowing myself to be cuffed for the duration of the 4 minute walk. Made no sense the way they had this hell hole organized...
Rubbing my uncuffed wrists I took the phone, holding it away from me for a moment before muttering 'what the hell' and placing it to my ear. "Yo..this is Faith..."
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"Yo..this is Faith..."
I closed my eyes and smiled inside. I couldn't smile on the outside, not today. "Faith! It's Xander. Look, don't say my name, say Mr. Griffin. We need as much time as we can get on here."
I tugged at the cord and nodded to Dawn that I had gotten her, then the hard part came.
"Faith, Buffy's dead. And Willow." I didn't cry this time. Even in the worst situation, Faith would never catch me crying.
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Then I went quiet, I don't think I was even breathing for a moment. Somehow hearing Xan say it, somebody I knew say what I had tried to deny for quite a while now, it made it real. "Yeah. Saw it on TV." My voice rough thanks to the lump of tears I would not shed. I paused and frowned. "Red too?" That...I hadn't caught. " How's Giles and the Brat handling it?" That's what you did when people died right? Ask about their families?
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"Dawn is...right here and broken. Literally. Giles is in England and we left him a message. Just a message. Faith, Buffy, the Slayer is dead and we know who did it."
Why'd I say that? I sighed. "Faith, Sunnydale is unprotected. Tara is in surgury and Willow's in a black body bag. And I know you can't do anything...we just thought you might like to know."
I sighed and banged my head against the wall. It felt bad but good at the same time. Like, it was the right thing to do.
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