The Night Out
We showered, and didn't talk much, but that was fine by me. Honestly, I'd wanted to fucking curl into a ball on the bed and sleep, but Wes had pretty much forced me into the shower. Maybe it was a good thing, I dunno. Cleared my head a bit, stopped my tears, and made my ass ache just a little less
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But I was coming to understand now that Faith was not the only one on a journey of redemption. We were on that road together, now, and that was as it should be.
We dressed as best we could, Faith managing to assemble an outfit that if I wouldn't have been in danger of being murdered for it, I would have called 'adorable'. Curtain time was too close, so we would be opting for dinner after the show.
We were, perhaps, only half a block from the Schubert Theatre when Faith broke the silence and stopped us.
"Look, you gonna be quiet-man all evening, or you wanna talk about what happened? If not, hey, cool by me, I'm just wondering. Cuz when I said 'thank you'? I fucking meant it, Wes."Glancing about, I realized that ( ... )
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"I suppose that I should thank you, too. Something... something tells me that in a strange way unique to you and me, we're actually managing to work something out between us."
I stopped and looked at Wes. Huh? What the fuck? Nothing was being worked out between us, maybe me... maybe. "I don't get you, Wes. Thank you for what? I didn't do anything." I thought about that for a sec and knew it wasn't true.
I'd started to make things more even between us, and he saw that.
Course, that was when he leaned in to kiss me. I pulled back a bit, giving him the look of death as I looked around us. "What the hell was that for?"
"I know you don't need saving. But you do have a job to do and things on you conscience that need to be made gone. I have a job to do, as your Watcher, and things on my conscience, as well. I figure we can... give each other a hand with that.""Oh, yeah, ( ... )
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I gave Faith a look, and she seemed to deliberate for a few seconds, looking thoughtful. Then, she seemed to accept what I'd said. Well, I thought, at least we were making some progress. A hopeful sign.
"What the hell was that for?"
Then again, I might've been wrong. That not being exactly the reaction I'd wanted from kissing the woman, I still pressed on, optimistic that there were enough cracks forming in both our armour that there was a chance we'd eventually be all right as people.
"Oh, yeah, that... Hey, no big, Wes. I'm just glad you finally figured that part out for yourself. Took you fucking long enough. Been trying to tell you that for years now, you know."
Nodding, and falling into step beside Faith, I smiled wryly. "Yes, I know. I'm a horrible student, of course. I just hope that from time to time when it's needed, you'll accept my help. Because, you know, that's all right."
I was nearly surprised when she took my arm.
"Whatever, Wes. Yeah, ( ... )
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I shrugged at him. Hadn't I taken his help already? I could've just gone solo, but I'd listened to Giles and gone with Wes instead. He was my fucking Watcher now, only prob? No training, nothing. One time out in the field and I froze watching that demon go after him.
That was one major area I needed help in.
But here I was, watching a Broadway show with him now, and it wasn't so bad. Funny in parts, too, but I started thinking I'd been set up after awhile. Blondie kept singing about getting off, not paying her debt to society for killing even if it was an accident. Girl with the hair like mine? Same thing, only there was some big rivalry or shit between them.
"Yeah. We. You were right there beside me when this whole thing went down. Anything I have to answer for, you do, too. You're a part of this, B. All the way."I looked over at Wes to see if he was picking up on this, but if he did? He wasn't saying a ( ... )
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