Looking for Trouble

[prodigalwatcher]

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I cursed silently as my heart pounded almost painfully against my rib cage. The tactic had been solid in theory, at least, if not in practice. After a long morning spent tangled with Faith in any number of permutations of coupling, we'd finally dressed, showered and had a proper meal. Once the sun had set, we were out on

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[wesleys_slayer]

Time for training finally. Hey, it was fine by me since we really hadn't had much of it anyway. We fucked, we ate, I had myself a couple of cigs, and we were off to what Wes said would be a good place to start. Some little vamp nest to sorta get me back into the swing of things

[prodigalwatcher]

The glass broke, and the wire mesh gave way. Muttering a quick "thank God", I turned the shotgun back round and pushed the barrel through the opening even as I was working the pump. The moment I heard the shell rack into the chamber, one of the vampires crossed into my line of fire, intent on pursuing Faith. I pulled the trigger, the blast tearing into the vampire's back, pulling him into a pained arch before he dropped to the pavement

[wesleys_slayer]

"WES

[prodigalwatcher]

I awoke to the sensation of warmth and comfort, two things that had been severely lacking from when I'd initially blacked out. My eyes slowly opened, greeted by the sight of Faith hovering over me, planting surprisingly-- almost alarmingly-- gentle kisses against my lips. I was next aware of the burning sensation that arced a painful line across my back, around my ribs, and down to my stomach. At any other time, waking up in a convalescent bed would have been a cause for much self-flagellation