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Awakenings
Awakenings.
Faith p.o.v.
So we saved the world again, and now we get to rest while Giles and Lara get the new council up and running.
After we took care of the First, there wasn’t any place for us to go (well not right away) so my lovely wife suggested everyone come stay with us here in Croft Manor. As if I hadn’t had enough of them all, them being the scoob’s and B of course. I guess it’s not been too bad so far, now that they accept me it’s kinda like having family round; you love them but fuck you hate them at the same time. I would love it too be just me and her.
B and Lara get along so much, as in the fact that they avoid each other as much as possible and when they are in the same room you could cut the tension with a knife. It’s nice to know that they’re trying though, for me
.Lara and I would have so much more alone time if it wasn’t for the slayer connection me and B have. It’s beginning to feel more like a threesome everyday; our connection seems to be growing ever since the thing with the scythe.
Guess I should be careful what I wish for. There’s still something between me and B even though we made our peace, there on the edge of the crater that once was Sunnydale. Much as I used to want her to feel something more than hate for me, I’m not sure I can handle feeling and sensing her all the time. I’ve moved on with my life.
Lara’s been so understanding about the whole deal with my feelings for Buffy, I’m not sure how long it’ll last but she trusts me, and I never had that before, ever.
Is it possible to love two people at the same time?
Fuck I need to talk to someone, thinking a third party might just help me get my head round some of the shit I’m feeling.
Guess I gotta wait it out and hope it sorts itself out soon.
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Buffy’s p.o.v.
Well I would like to know what the hell Lara’s problem is. Just because she has this big house and a load of money, she thinks if she says ‘jump’ we’re all gonna ask her how high. I knew when she suggested we all come back here to England that it wasn’t going to be the best decision that I ever made. But you got everyone all tired, exhausted and wanting to just take it easy for a while, looking at you with big expectant eyes, how could I let them all down? I mean it’s not like I could just turn round and tell them “Thanks for the help guys, you can all go back to whatever you were doing before I came along and ruined your life.”
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