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Me: I own all other characters
in this fic. Do not use them.
Title: God owns it, not me.
Revelations 22:12 "Behold, I am coming
soon! My reward is with me, and I will give it to everyone according to what
they have done."
Buffy's POV
Slayers Do Total
Recall XII - Revelations 22:11
You need to stop pacing, Buffy, or you'll wear
a big hole in Faith's carpet.
I feel like I need to be moving though.
I'm twitchy, and if I stop moving I know I'm
going to start thinking about it all again.
Not a good idea, I need to be in one piece
when she comes back.
Then the door opens and she's here!
And I want to ask; are you ok?
But, isn't that the most stupid
thing to ask?
Of course she's not, she wont be ok for...
well, for a long time.
'Where's Dis?'
'Elle called her, so, um, she's in Heaven,
you know.'
Don't start babbling, not the time, no way,
not the time to be all a thousand words a minute.
She's on the edge enough, without you trying
to push her that little bit closer.
'Sit down, B.'
Oh, ok, I can do that, see, sitting, not hard,
I'm there with the sitting, got it down to a fine art.
She looks at me for a second and then away,
and it's not good.
When she does that looking at me for a second
I know it's not good.
Calm down!!
I take a deep breath and relax my whole body.
Ok.
'I need to get outta here, just for a while,
you know. To get away from yo... things.'
She tried to hide it, but not well enough.
She needs to get away from me?
But...
I shouldn't have said it!
You idiot, now you're making her go away.
And don't start crying, 'cause that's not going
to help.
You might make her freak again.
'What... you need to go? Where?'
'Don't know, I'll speak to Dis about staying
at hers in LA. If she doesn't want me there then... I don't know.'
'But... you're coming back, right, I mean,
you'll be back?'
She turns away from me and starts moving some
papers, into a pile, on the table.
'Yeah, sure.'
She's lying.
She doesn't look me in the eye when she's lying,
and what she said was all flat.
Like when you get someone's phone number and
they're all; you'll call?
And you're; yeah.
But you know you won't.
Not that I've done it, well, once, and I felt
bad after.
A flash and Dis is back, next to Faith, and
she doesn't even flinch.
'Shesh, can never get used to travelling like
that. Faith, I... Hey.'
'Hey, Dis. Can I kick back at yours in LA?
Need to get outta here; soon.'
Dis looks over at me, sort of silently asking,
and I shrug, 'cause what say have I got in all this.
See, even Dis looks upset, she really
does.
'Sure, maybe you could... you wanna bring
the surfboard back? Ride the waves, get some tension out?'
Faith shakes her head as she turns back towards
me, and sits on the table, swinging her legs slowly.
'Nah, leave it here. When can we go?'
'Um... well I had to get going soon, work and
all. I can swing by and get you in a few days if you want to stay with...'
'Soon's good. I'll get some stuff.'
She swings up, and walks into the bedroom,
humming to herself.
'Buffy, what's going on? You're coming to,
yeah?'
I shake my head.
Looks like I'm one of the things she's trying
to get away from.
And I want to stop from crying but I can't,
because I'm an idiot!
I feel an arm round me and Dis sits down.
'Tell me what happened.'
So I tell do.
I tell her everything, about what I said to
Faith.
Everything.
She doesn't say anything back, just nods.
I guess she knew already, well, what with being
in with God, s'pose she had to.
'I think she's leaving because of what I said,
like... I don't know. That maybe I look at her in a nasty way because of it.
I don't! I'm not a spaz, I know it's not her fault, none of this is.
It's all his fault, all his fault!'
'And he'll get what's coming to him, Buffy.'
'Really? He's probably sitting in front of
his tv now, eating chips and watching WWF.'
She stands up and her eyes go all white.
Yikes.
Instant shiver.
'Yeah, well not for much longer. See, he's
gonna get an extra something for Christmas. Me. And you know what makes it
extra special? I've got God and the Devil on my side.'
Did I say shiver before?
Well I take that back, because this is
a shiver; all over me, every single little bit of skin goosebumps.
Even the hair on the back of my neck prickles.
I think she's what they mean
by the wrath of God.