Disclaimers: Joss owns Buffy and Faith, not me. I do own Discord, all six foot of the strapping lass.
Date Stamp: Miss K, aka Kitty wrote this 20.12.01
Dedications: To Steff A, for the wonderful Varos Triad, kick ass fic. Also to M, for being insane.
Spoilers: Dawn ALERT!
 
Discord's POV
 
Slayers Do Christmas XVI - Countdown To D-Day
 
I pull up outside the Summers place, with a screech of brakes.
I love doing that, makes Faith go all white.
Small things and small minds, I guess.
 
'Dis, quit with the emergency stops will you, you'll give me a heart attack. Look, you got the clan out now!'
 
I look out the window and see Buffy and someone else come out the door.
As Faith gets out, she turns and says something to me, but I don't hear it properly.
I can't take my eyes off of the little one with Buffy.
I know her from somewhere.
Shit, never forget a face, where do I...
 
No, no fucking way!
 
My hands start to shake as I reach to unlock my briefcase in the back seat.
I pull it round, in my lap, and empty everything out, throwing what I don't want back in the rear.
Where the fuck is it?
Shit!
 
'Faith! Wait up a minute!'
 
I take another look out the passenger window and see the youngster hanging off of Faith.
 
'I'm waiting, don't make it too long or Dawn's going to break my neck!'
 
WHERE IS IT?!
 
I find the envelope and rip the top open, pulling the folder out.
It shakes as I hold it up, opening the front cover.
I take a long look at the picture, paperclipped to the top, then look out of the window again.
 
Dawn, her name's Dawn.
They've never had names before.
 
'It's ok, Faith, you head on in, I've found what I'm looking for.'
 
She gives me a wave and walks back in, with; Dawn on her back.
 
They're not meant to have names.
 
I sit there, not moving, just looking at the picture.
I close my eyes and try to steady my breathing.
Calm, stay calm.
Concentrate on your breathe, Dis.
Concentrate.
Slow and even.
 
I open my eyes back up, carefully put the folder back in the envelope, and place it on the passenger seat.
I catch my reflection in the side mirror and stare at it.
A shiver rolls up my entire body.
 
Look, Dis, look at what you've become.
 
Buffy's  POV
 
Don't mention LA!
Don't mention LA!
Don't mention LA!
 
Damn!
 
'What, sorry I was thinking about... rabbits.'
 
She looks at me like I'm mad.
Well I am!
Rabbits?
Buffy?!
 
'Rabbits? Ok, I don't want to know. I said I need to speak to you alone for a minute.'
 
'Alone? Oh! Dawn can you get Faith a drink?'
 
Dawn flashes her a smile and nods so much I think her heads going to fall off.
Anyone would think she's in love with Faith!
Oh my God, she's not in love with Faith as well is she?
That's just gross, sorry, but it is, and freaky to.
Listen to me, Miss Preoccupied, Dawnie's not gay!
 
Damn, listen Buffy!
 
'Sorry?'
 
'Where you thinking about rabbits again, B?'
 
'No, just, yes, rabbits, sorry. Those crazy rabbits! What did you say?'
 
'I said...'
 
'Drink, Faith! Here you go. I didn't get you one, Buffy, because I don't like you. I'm going away to spill stuff on your new top, sis. Bye Faith!'
 
I grit my teeth and will myself not to go after her and lock her in my closet!
 
'She's trying to rile you, B! Shit, were you like that when you were young? Man, I thought Queen C was a handful, she's met her match with that one!'
 
Met her match?
Dawn would rip Cordelia to shreds.
Actually that's a fight I wouldn't mind seeing.
Anyway, Buffy, stop thinking and start concentrating, because otherwise you'll...
NO!!!
 
'What?'
 
'B? Do you want me to come back later when you and the rabbits have sorted your issues out?'
 
'I'm sorry, Faith, look, you have me totally focused now, see? Look how concentratey I look, pretty good, huh?'
 
She stares at me for a second, shakes her head and then takes a deep breath.
Uh-oh, taking breaths is bad.
Well not bad because otherwise you die, just those breaths are always bad news when Faith does them.
 
'I wanted to say sorry for being a shit earlier. I got, I got in a mood, you know how I get sometimes. So, sorry 'n' all. Didn't want you thinking I'd freaked out or anything.'
 
She's so cute!
I watch as she bites her bottom lip and jams her hands in her pockets.
I still don't know how she gets them in there.
 
'It's ok, no biggie. We're cool.'
 
We are, I have to give her space and be very laid back about everything.
I can be laid back; I think.
No, I can!
 
'Yeah? Cool, I didn't want to screw things up again.'
 
She looks at me as if she's going to say something but then changes her mind and we just stand there, looking at each other.
 
'Faith?'
 
'Yeah.'
 
'You still haven't kissed me since you got back from... where you went.'
 
A slow smile crosses over her face and she makes a quick check behind her, then walks closer to me.
 
'Not like I haven't wanted to, B, 'cause I have.'
 
I take hold of her hand and pull her upstairs into my room.
All the time my minds got these images of the MGM bathroom going on.
 
I kick the door shut and move up close to her, resting into her body.
 
'I missed the way you feel B, the way you feel against me.'
 
She runs her hands through my hair and pulls me into a hug.
I can feel my heart rate speed up and my eyes close.
 
'I missed you to.'
 
See, this is how it should be.
Me and Faith, like this.
 
All happy and stuff, forever.
 
'You got a lock on your door, B?'
 
I pull back and look up at her, she raises an eyebrow at me and licks her lips.
 
'Depends what you had in mind.'
 
'Well that all depends how quiet you can be.'
 
Scrub that last thought, this is how me and Faith should be!
 
I let her go and lock my door, then move the chair in front of it, so there's no risk of us getting caught and walk past her to sit on my bed.
My whole body is in serious need of... I was going to say a cold shower, but now I think of it, I mean a hot Slayer.
 
And I've got just the Slayer in mind!