I looked out the window as Sunnydale went away, as my life in Sunnydale turned into distant past, and I wished it had turned out a little bit differently. I mean, I knew that Xander was going to be upset with me and I knew that Willow would probably be quietly supportive, but I definitely didn't expect Giles to be... let's just say that I'd counted ( Read more... )

After Angel's visit I couldn't really shake it. His presence, her presence. Both of 'em wrapped up together and around my brain, swirling around up there. I wished I could say it was all fuckin' hugs and puppies up in my head, but that was the furthest thing from the truth. Sometimes? I stared at the bars for so long I wanted to tear at them. Rip ' ( Read more... )

I left the prison determined to find a way to get Faith out without having to stage a jail break. Sure, they looked cool in the movies, but the last thing Faith needed was to be a fugitive. She'd already be looking over her shoulder wondering when those bastards from the council would reappear. Once word got out that Buffy and Faith were in LA with ( Read more... )

I was more than a little relieved that Buffy didn't want me to go with her to tell Giles that she was moving to LA. There was a lot of history between me and Buffy's family on the Hellmouth, and most of it wasn't good. I knew she'd come back, with or without their approval, but I figured it would be easier on everyone if she handled it herself. ( Read more... )

"I have a confession to make."I watched from across the room as Faith gave her confession to one of the officers on duty. My stomach was in knots. She needed me to save her. I knew that. I knew it when she was standing in the rain and begging me to kill her. Faith wanted redemption, but she wasn't going to find it locked behind bars. There was no ( Read more... )

"I have a confession to make."Funny how your entire world can turn around all in the matter of a couple minutes. You can go from a chick on the run, so much hate bursting in my chest- to sittin' in a jail cell with your hands cuffed together. Nothin' to do but sit and stare at the wall and wonder how the hell you ended up in this one very dark ( Read more... )

I couldn’t keep my eyes away from Faith as she sat in the criminal chair next to the officer’s desk. She looked so resigned, like - God, I don’t know. Like her world had been taken away and replaced with a giant, swirly, black hole. And while most of me wanted to high-five Angel for a job well done, there was this nagging little something deep down ( Read more... )