Disclaimers: Joss owns them,
not me. I make no claims.
Me: I own Discord and Elle.
They're mine.
Title: No Doubt own 'New'.
I could use 90% of their song lines. Which is lucky, because I couldn't end
at 50. *digs herself in deeper*
Dedications: To everyone who
is still reading, which I imagine will be very few of you.
Buffy's POV
Slayers Do Total Recall - Are
You Here To Fetch Me Out?
'We've cleaned you up, ok, Faith. You're ok
now. Can you close your eyes for me, try to get some rest? Do you want to
do that for me? Faith? Please, can you hear me? Faith...'
I start crying, sitting on the floor, crying
because I don't know what to do and no-one's helping me!
Even Elle wouldn't help, fuck her, yeah if
you can hear me, fuck you, right from Buffy Summers!
Then it hits me; Lucy!
'Lucy? Can you hear me. Come on, I know you
can!'
I squeeze my eyes shut at the flash of flames.
'You called? Hmmm, doesn't look good, does
it?'
'What do you want, to help me I mean, what
do you want? It's yours, anything, well anything that's mine to give,
it's yours. Help her, please. Please!'
She comes and sits down next to me, and rests
her hand on my knee.
'I could take your soul, your life, everything,
but I'm not going to because I can't help her. You know, I could hear some
of her thoughts before I turned them off, just a few. Unpleasant, even for
me.'
'Then you know what's happened! Tell me, you
have to tell me so I can help her! I mean it, I'll beat it out of you, I will!'
She rolls her eyes and pokes me in the ribs,
gently.
'I'd squash you like a bug. For once I have
to agree with Elle, it's better this way...'
'Better? What's better about it? She's not
moving, she's not talking, she almost killed Dis, not that she can
die, but still she wanted to kill her, and you two are all; 'we're
too big and powerful to help you Buffy, sorry, but no.' Well I'm not buying
into it, not. One. Bit!'
'Wow, you're a sparky little thing aren't you?
I meant, it's better this way as it was going to happen in two weeks anyway.
Dis wasn't here, just you. I'm not going to say the rest, although I'd love
to, I would, but Elle would really kill me! I'm sure your little
head will put two and two together and come up with... Oh, I heard it, bouncing
round in that mind of yours. Yup, she was going to make Buffy patties out
of you! Squish you to a pulp. Gotta love a girl with attitude, but, well,
Dis was here, you were saved after naughty Elle got her to stay, I might add.
I won't tell on her though. I like Faith, she's a real tiger, grrrrr!
I think it's the leather pants, anyway, like I said, I can't help you.
You've already been spared numerous times by me and Elle. Mine was the tree
house incident when you were eight, I felt all warm and fuzzy inside for a
whole day. Thanks.'
'You're the Devil. I don't know why I thought you'd
help me.'
'Devil? The person who did this to Faith wasn't
one of my creations, Buffy. You're not my people, I merely clean up after
you. The Devil's just my name. You want to see the real bad person here, then
go and see your creator, the person that made you capable of all this. It's
sure as Hell's not me.'
She plants a kiss on my cheek, then whispers
to me.
'Didn't want anyone over hearing, I have a
rep to protect. Stay with her, you're her saviour, comically enough.
Ciao.'
Then she's gone, leaving a burning smell behind.
I look round to check nothing's on fire, and
rest my chin up on the bed, pressing one of my fingers into Faith's hand.
Then slowly.
Really, really, slowly, she holds on to it!
Oh my freaking Hell and God and everything,
ever!
'Faith? You know it's me, right, Buffy, you
know it's me? Buffy Summers. Me!'
Tears start dripping down her face, but she's
still silent.
Everything's so quiet, she's so quiet.
But, she moved, and, crying's not good, but
it's better than not crying, ok, it's not better than not crying, but for
her, now, it's better that she's doing something!
'Dis!'
She runs into the bedroom, looking at me, then
slows down as she sees Faith's still gone.
'I thought...'
'No, she moved, and look, she's crying. Normally
crying's bad, real bad, but, look, she wasn't doing anything before, hardly
even blinking, and now she moved and she's crying. So... that's good, right?'
I can't hold it back any longer.
I start sobbing, and every now and again
I hear myself say Faith's name, and Dis is holding me, but it's not her I
want, it's not, it's Faith.
Faith's who I want.
I want her back!