Disclaimers: Joss owns all BTVS characters, I own the rest. We make no cross claims.
Title: No Doubt own the song, it's very good. Gwen rocks my foundations.
Dedications: To Gina Crosley, bass supreme, rock chick divine and all other good things, rolled into one great human.
 
Faith's POV
 
Slayers Do Christmas XLII - I'll Be Buried Six Feet Under Ground
 
'If I think I'm hard enough? I'm plenty hard, Faithy.'
 
I fly into her, grabbing her neck and sinking my fingers into my flesh.
She falls back on the floor, and I squeeze with everything I've got.
 
'You fuckin'. Bitch. I'm. Gonna...'
 
All of a sudden her hand comes up, and slaps me off.
I feel like I've just nose dived off a cliff; free falling!
Then, the metal mesh takes me out of that thought, stopping me dead.
Fuck!
I slide down, and try to push myself up, but I think my arms broken.
Pain, everywhere!
Jeeeeez!!!
 
'Do I get another Knight head for my trophy room?'
 
I hear someone scream my name out, B I think.
I'm doing this for you, baby.
 
A pair of legs walk up closer, and take my mind away from thoughts of my girl.
Lucy puts her foot on my busted arm and treads down, hard.
I try to stop the scream coming out of mouth, but I can't.
It echo's all round the place, bouncing off the walls, like I know I'm going to be in a minute.
 
'Fuck you!'
 
Yeah, keep the 'tude up Faith, that's it girl, 'cause you're in such a good position.
 
'Fuck me? Not with that broken arm! Have you signed a disclaimer? I don't want the repercussions of killing you.'
 
I swing my feet round and take her by surprise, knocking her on the floor.
Grit your teeth and get off the fuckin' floor, Faith!
I flip myself up and kick her in the ribs.
 
'Disclaimer that!'
 
Then someone's got me by the shoulders, in a vice grip, and's carrying me over to the enclosure.
I see B trying to get out of Elle's grip.
I manage to turn my head, to see who's got hold of me.
What the fuck?
Dis?!
 
'I thought you got speared, man?'
 
'I did, and I'll get speared some more if I have to worry about you. Go sit with your honey, and stay out of trouble!'
 
She touches the enclosure and it opens.
She puts me on the floor, and closes the 'door' back up, and winks at me.
 
That's my cuz, that is!
 
Buffy's POV
 
'Let me go, Elle, don't think I won't gnaw through your arm, God or not! Dawn, get her off me!!'
 
I try to break her grip, but it's like steel!
 
'She'll kill you, Buffy. Stay still, Dizzy's got Faith, ok?'
 
'Get off me! I'm going to kill Lucy for hurting my girlfriend!'
 
'What? Rewind that lesbian moment! Oh my God, my sisters a lesbo?!'
 
I turn round and see Dawn, with her jaw on the floor, pointing at me.
 
'Let go, Elle! I'm not a lesbian, Dawn, I love Faith, that's all!'
 
'You are soooo out of mom's will, when she hears about this one!'
 
Then I see Dis carrying Faith over to us, the metal swings open, she puts her down, then gets back to the fight.
 
Elle finally lets go of me and I rush over to Faith.
Oh my GODWHO'SCRAP, I think her arms broken, no, it's definitely broken.
I put my arms round, her, and kiss her head.
 
'I thought she'd killed you! Don't ever do that again, or I'll kill you, you got that?'
 
'Shit, B, way to make me feel better. Nice to know you care, what with me not being your boyfriend and all.'
 
What is all this boyfriend crap?
 
'Dawn? I don't have a boyfriend, tell Faith! You started all this.'
 
'Don't drag me into this love triangle. Pretty low, two timing her with some boy though. I like Faith, even if she is gay. You can't be my sister, you're nasty!'
 
She pushes me off of Faith and strokes her back.
 
'I'm not dating a boy, I'm dating Faith! I love her, not some make believe boy you've invented in your head, Dawn! I'm in love with Faith, and it doesn't mean I'm a lesbian!'
 
My screams echo round the whole arena and there's silence.
I look over to Elle, who's eyebrows can't get any higher without them becoming part of her hairline.
Then I look at Dis and Lucy, who've stopped, mid punches, and are laughing.
Dawn rolls her eyes, hugging Faith tighter.
Still, silence, as everyone looks at me.
 
'Carry on, I'm finished now. My inner faghag is well and truly spanked.'
 
With that the fight continues, and everything's back to normal.
 
Normal?
Can things get any worse?
 
Before I can even exhale a breath, a flash of light blinds me, making me screw my eyes up, tight.
When I open them again, I see two Angels, with full wings and white suits, standing in front of me, carrying huge swords, and faces like someone stole their lunch money.
 
I had to tempt fate, didn't I!