Chapter IX
My eyes fly open a split second before I hear the buzzer sound. We fuckin' can't have overslept.
"Prisoner 438339, stay where you are!" A guard yells at Buffy.
"C'mon Lehane, you get up."
Thank fuck we weren't together last night, I don't have to scramble for my clothes in front of these muscle bound pricks.
"Where am I goin'?" I ask. I hope it's not to the hole.
"Nowhere, just stand right outside your cell. This doesn't concern you."
They want B. Fuck, someone must've seen her go into Wilma's cell.
"What's goin' on?" I ask.
"Just stand outside and wait."
"Prisoner 438339, get down off your bunk. Slowly." He commands.
I can see Vamp Buffy sit up, she looks all kindsa groggy and fuck…she's naked. Just wearin' a smirk on her face when she sees the guards.
"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit officers?"
"Don't make any sudden moves or you're dead!"
Vamp B laughs at that. Makes me kinda grin too, but I'm scared for her, and I feel like I'm gonna be in trouble for not watchin' her closer yesterday.
"Come down from the bunk slowly."
The new chick officer is standin' next to me, she's not really makin' eye contact. I can see she's got rubber gloves on.
"Are you gonna let me get dressed or do you boys prefer me like this?" Fuck, she sounds sexy!
"Just get off the bunk!"
She sighs and rubs her eyes, and then runs a hand through her hair. If these fuckers try anything, well…fuck…I don't know what I'd do. Somehow I don't think they're gonna try anything, Phyllis don't run that kinda joint. If they were hired by the last Warden, then you better believe I'd be in there fightin' `em right now.
"We're ready for you, Cathy." One of the guards says when Vamp B finally gets off the bunk. Eddie stands next to me, guardin'.
Cathy goes in and stands behind Buffy who was told to put her tank on.
"Bend over please." Cathy says, all business like.
"Ooh, I like it this way." Vamp B smiles and winks at me before bendin' over.
Damn, they're doin' a full cavity search on her. I hope they're not gonna hafta do me next. I've only had that happen once and it wasn't my idea of a good time.
Eddie's standin' in front of the cell, with his back turned, not even glancin' at what's goin' on, but the other two fucknuts are watchin'. If they fuckin' say anything, I'm findin' a way to kick `em in the balls.
As I'm watchin', Vamp B lifts her head like she's in one of those commercials for shampoo or somethin'. Whippin' it back out of her face and fixin' a fuckin' sexy look at me.
She licks her top lip and looks into my eyes and it makes my pussy clench.
How the fuck does she make a full body cavity search sexy?
"Mmmm, I haven't had anything in there in a couple of months, but don't worry, I like it rough." She says to Cathy, but she hasn't taken her eyes off me.
"Keep quiet, Summers."
After a few more seconds Cathy says she's done and she takes off the glove. Buffy asks if she can take a piss and the male guards get out of the cell.
She's sits on the bowl still watchin' me as she lets go of what's in her bladder. Again, I question whether that shit should be turnin' me on right now.
Cathy comes out with the bag she put the gloves in and says to Eddie that Vamp B's clean. He nods his head and finally looks at me. The other guards leave after tellin' B she can get dressed.
"What's up, Eddie?"
"Another tip. Guess it didn't pan out."
"Nah, you guys are O for two. Got any other tips I should know about?"
"Nope, we're all good here. Case closed."
I let out a small laugh, "You're not the one that has to go back into that cell."
"She gonna get violent?" He asks, with a nod back towards her.
"Not if she wants to keep her face like it is."
"Don't get into it with her. If she does, you just call us, we'll handle it. Warden says a lot of good things about you, probably won't be much longer you'll be out of here." He whispers.
"Yeah, that'll happen."
He narrows his eyes at me. Guess he doesn't like when I get down on myself.
He doesn't do anything but give me a look and then tells me I'm free to go back into my cell.
Buffy half smiles at Cathy, "You've got a nice touch. Call me." She gives her a wink and Cathy just shakes her head. Then Eddie and her leave once I'm back in and the cell door is closed.
She's still sittin' on the toilet and I sit across from her on my bunk.
We're just starin' at each other.
Finally after a while I ask, "You really kill her?"
She shrugs and uses toilet paper to wipe, never takin' her eyes off me.
I don't know if I wanna know. I know she must've drained her good, but I don't want her to get in trouble for it, and once she gets a soul back who knows how she'll feel about what she did.
"You okay?" I ask, wonderin' if she's bothered by the strip search like I was when it happened to me.
"Just another day in the pen, right?"
She gets up from the bowl and slinks in front of me then straddles my lap. We share a hungry kiss, but the buzzer sounds for the doors to open and guards are yellin' for everyone to line up to get to the showers.
We break our kiss and she leans her forehead on mine.
"Are you angry with me?" She asks, I can hear the neediness in her voice.
"Does it seem like I am?"
She pulls back and looks into my eyes and then smiles. She doesn't say another word as she gets off me to get dressed and goes to line up outside.
I sigh and push my horniness to the back of my mind as I get the rest of my shit on and go join them.
Still kinda bugs me that I haven't seen Dream B in a while.
*****
After our showers and breakfast, which we spent apart, we're allowed to go to our laundry job together. Turns out they had more questions for Vamp B, so they took her while the rest of us went to eat. She must've handled `em fine, `cause she's not in the hole.
She's in one of those moods though, not really mad or nothin', but not talkin' to me either.
I keep my guard up `cause I don't know what she's gonna pull.
"Do I put the whole box in?" She asks, and I'm startled out of my thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, no. Fuck no. We'd be pushed out the door by all the bubbles." She looks at me kinda annoyed. Like one of those cheerleader types bein' told she has to carry her own pom poms. "Here, two of these." I hold the scoop out to her.
She says somethin' and I don't quite hear it, so I move in closer and ask what she said.
"I said you're about to get your period." She says quietly, not lookin' at me.
I don't know whether to be grossed out or touched by that. Man, I'm turnin' into a real pussy here, scared and lovestruck.
"Do I wanna know how you know that?"
"I could tell the other night, just thought you might want to know." She says as she's dumpin' the detergent into the machine.
Shit man, I don't know why she's even lettin' me know this. Unless she wants somethin' out of it, and I can't even think of about that, `cause I've always thought it was the fuckin' grossest thing ever when I'd see it in one of those fetish mags.
But she's makin' me think all kindsa different now. Makes me wonder what's gonna happen when she gets her soul back.
It's somethin' I've been thinkin' of for the past few days now. Even though I try not to, I still do it. So I try and tell myself that whatever happens, I'll just go back to doin' what I was doin'. But it's still gnawin' at me.
The door opens and another prisoner comes in. Nice. It's Deb.
She looks at me like I stole her candy. Heh. I guess I did.
Buffy gives her a warm smile, "Hi, Deborah."
"What the fuck was all that about yesterday?"
"What?"
"You ignornin' me."
"I did? When?" Vamp B's still puttin' on the innocent routine.
"When I called your name about three hundred times." Deb shoots back and some of the women around her laugh.
"Well, I'm sorry, but I don't remember." Buffy's still got her sweet smile on.
"You gonna make it up to me?" Deb stands there like she's waitin' for somethin'. I wanna be the one to give it to her: A nice fuckin' kick to the face.
"Not right here, Deborah." Buffy looks around at the other women. "There are people around."
"Didn't stop you those other times."
I close my eyes and pretend I didn't just hear that.
"How about we just get this fuckin' job done," I say, finally. "Unless you wanna pull hole time. Hole."
Deb takes Buffy's hands and pulls her closer.
"What the fuck is with you and this fuckin' goody two shoes retard?" She asks and then tries to pull Buffy in for a kiss. "I'll bet she's a fuckin' retarded lay, too."
Buffy surprises the fuck outta everyone by liftin' Deb off her fuckin' feet so fast, her shoes stay on the ground.
"Oh, fuck! She lifted that bitch right outta her shoes!" One of the women yells and the other women laugh.
"What did you call her, Deborah?" Buffy asks, as cool as a fuckin' frozen cucumber. She sounds like she's speakin' to a pet or somethin'.
Deb's fuckin' chokin', tryin' to get Buffy's fingers from around her neck.
"I didn't quite catch that…what was it?"
Deb's gruntin' and her face is turnin' purple. I'm about to step in and stop Vamp B when she let's Deb stand back on her feet, but she's still got her hand around her neck. Deb's able to breathe though, `cause her face is lookin' more reddish-pink than purple.
"What was that, Deborah?"
"I said," She takes a breath and then spits out, "She's a fuckin' retard."
Such balls, this bitch.
"Well, that `fucking retard' can make me come until my head feels like it's gonna pop off. She makes me feel alive again, something I haven't felt in a long time." She gives that dangerous laugh. "Believe me."
Damn, I'm fuckin' stunned by that.
Buffy pushes her back disgustedly and Deb falls onto a machine, tryin' to get a breath. After she's able to move she calls for a guard. I'm thinkin' B's done for when the guard comes, but Deb just asks to go back to the job she was doin' before she came here.
I wonder who the fuck she's got in her pocket, `cause we're usually not supposed to be able to switch jobs in the middle of `em.
The guard says she'll hafta get the Warden's approval and Deb tells her to fuck off. A second later she's hauled out and taken fuck knows where.
"Head's gonna pop off, huh?" The woman who said that thing about Deb bein' lifted outta her shoes, asks Buffy. "Hey baby, tell me how a little slip of a thing like you picked that big bitch up?"
"I eats me spinach." Vamp B says, with no emotion in her voice.
"Fuck, girl!" She laughs. "You could eat fuckin' Popeye the Sailor man from what I saw. Bone and all!" Her friends laugh with her.
Vamp B looks over at me and her eyes flash from the thought of eatin' someone. Or from thinkin' about comin' for hours. I don't fuckin' know anymore. Whichever it is, she looks like she's about to fuckin' jump me.
The woman picks up on this and comes closer to me, "Hey, um, you guys, wanna…you know…we won't tell no one. Just so long as we get to watch."
I laugh, "Nah, that won't be necessary. My girl over here is shy."
"I respect that, I respect that. My bad." She palms her chest. "My bad, playa."
"We're cool." I say and hold out my hand to shake. She takes it and tells me her name's Rico.
We all go back to finishin' up the wash. Buffy hasn't looked at me since she was sizin' me up as her next meal and I don't wanna irritate her.
When we get in line somethin' in me just feels like tellin' her thanks, so I whisper it to her. She doesn't let on that she heard me, but I know she had to.
We get through lunch without any other major incidents and Deb's nowhere to be found. Can't say I'm unhappy about that shit. Best way to deal with posin' and posturin' sometimes is to just not be where those people are, and I think Deb gets that now.
After lunch, they give us the bad news. It's rainin' out so we can't go to the yard. A lot of people groan, but I think Vamp B's a little relieved at that. Even though we know Will re-did the spell, I think she's a little worried about gettin' burned up. I wonder if I should be feelin' sorry for a fuckin' murderous vamp, but it's gettin' harder and harder to think of her like that.
The line's gettin' blurry, that's for fuckin' true.
I don't know what to make of Vamp B half the time, she's not really talkin' to me but then other times it looks like she's checkin' me out. I just go with the flow and get ready to do what I need to; whatever that is at the time. `Cause really, you never know what's gonna fuckin' happen.
After fuckin' around here and there for most of the day, we're finally let back into our cells before lights out. I start strippin' for bed. I can feel something's about to happen, but I don't let on. I feel like makin' her work for it even though I want her to fuckin' just take me.
She comes up behind me and stands as close as she can without bein' inside me. Fuck, it feels great to have her arms around me. I try to turn around but she doesn't let me, she pushes me towards the wall. When I don't go fast enough, she shoves me into it.
I don't say shit, don't do shit, just let her do it all.
"You want me?" She whispers into my ear.
"Yes." I rasp out, my voice is shakin' I want her so bad.
"What?"
"Yes!"
She reaches around and palms my breasts. My nipples are so hard they hurt, but it's fuckin' makin' me so hot. Everything's makin' me hot.
"Did you hear what I said to Deborah today?"
"Y-yes."
"Did you like it?" Her fingers are pinchin' my nipples.
"Yes!"
She nips at my shoulder and I fuckin' get wetter. I'm addicted.
"I'm glad," She pulls me back into her, then pushes me over to my bunk. The cell door's not even shut yet, they haven't called for lights out, and she's fuckin' pushin' me face down on the bed and rippin' the rest of my clothes off.
"Lights out!" A guard passin' by yells.
The cell door slams and Vamp B strips down and presses into my back. Her skin feels cool, but not like a dead person, I'm still amazed at how good she feels.
"You're so hot, Faith. You know that?"
"Why-why don't you tell me?"
She growls and kisses at my back as her hand snakes down the front of my body. She doesn't waste any time goin' for the gold.
"It's like liquid heat…" She groans.
Burn, baby, burn.
She gathers some of my wetness with her fingers and moves it around back. I feel her fingers push at my ass. Oh fuck, I don't know if…
Holy fuck! I just closed my eyes and Buffy was there. Buffy Buffy. She's naked and pressin' into me from the front. She's takin' over rubbin' my pussy.
I open my eyes and Vamp B's still pushin' her fingers into me from behind. I gasp and close my eyes again…B's there kissin' me.
It's like my ultimate fuckin' fantasy. All I can think of is "Holy Shit!" I might have a heart attack here.
Vamp B kisses my earlobe and I fuckin' feel like comin' already. She's massagin' somethin' that I didn't even know was there and when I close my eyes, the sensation of Buffy's fingers massagin' my clit are addin' to the unbelievable pleasure that's buildin' in me.
I open my eyes and feel Vamp B lickin' my neck. I know if she bit down and drained me dry, I wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
"I don't want to take that from you, Faith." She whispers and I feel like laughin', cryin' and howlin' with pleasure, all at the same time.
I close my eyes and Buffy's whisperin' that she loves me.
"Where were you?" I gasp out.
"I'm always with you." She moans.
When I open my eyes she's still there, and Vamp B's still behind me. They're both workin' their fingers in and outta me, one kissin' my neck and the other kissin' my mouth. I close my eyes and it's the same.
Buffy pushes another finger into me and rubs at my clit with her thumb. Vamp B's workin' another one of her fingers into my ass. Never thought I'd do somethin' like this with Buffy, but it's happenin' and it's about to make me come like a fuckin' volcano.
I turn my head to the side a little and Vamp B licks at my lips and Dream Buffy's nippin' at my neck. I push my hand in between us and touch her clit. She squeals and Vamp B grinds harder on my ass. I wonder if she can feel it when I touch B.
I just go with what I wanna do and I push two of my fingers into Buffy. Vamp B moans and I think I have my answer.
I start fuckin' her slow, but Vamp B asks for it faster. Dream Buffy doesn't seem to mind that I'm pickin' up the pace. I use my left arm to pull Vamp B closer, and then Buffy's pushin' in closer too. I can't even tell who's who anymore, the pleasure is too much. We're blurrin' together like a sweaty pile of Vamp/Slayers.
When Vamp B bites down on my neck and draws a little blood, me and B cry out and come together. Vamp B lifts her head a split second later and shouts her pleasure into the dream room we're in.
When we come down a little, we're all still grindin' on each other, buildin' up to another orgasm. This one's not as massive but it still makes us scream and shout like we're a girl group tryin' for perfect harmony.
Finally we're done and no one's about to move from the position we're in. As a half joke, I try and get B to kiss Vamp B, but neither of them are fuckin' havin' it.
Oh well, gotta say I tried.
All too soon, Dream B slips outta the bed and I call to her.
"Where're ya goin'?"
"You'll be ok now."
"Fuck, I knew you were leavin' me." I say, disappointed.
"I told you I'll always be with you." She comes back and kneels down in front of me lookin' deep into my eyes. "You're my brown eyed girl." She smiles and my puzzled look makes her explain herself. "Every time I heard that song I'd think of you. I didn't know why until I looked into your eyes. I could see the love you had in them for me."
"I did love you. I do love you." I think I've told her this before, but I want to make it perfectly clear now.
She leans in and says, "I love you, too." Then she kisses me. I can feel Vamp B place a kiss on the back of my head. When we finish, B goes to get up but then leans in and kisses Vamp B on the mouth.
Holy fuck, that was hot!
I'm glad my peripheral vision's fuckin' super powered! I could come from just watchin' that.
When I open my eyes again Buffy's gone and Vamp B's behind me grindin'. She's already taken her fingers out of me, but she's just drawin' out the sensations we're both still feelin'.
"You liked that?" She asks before nibblin' my ear lobe.
"Liked? No. I fuckin' LOVED."
"It was pretty hot, wasn't it?"
"Fuck, girl, it was smokin'." She finally lets me turn over to face her and I push her down on her back. I hover over her. "Brown eyed girl, huh?"
She nods her head quickly and smiles. Fuckin' Bonafide B is in there, she's comin' out more and more. I let my weight fall on her and we share a hot, wet, needy kiss. I feel like she's got the fuckin' stuff I need to live right there in her mouth and I'll never be able to get enough.
Finally, we break apart and I roll over beside her. I go to put my hand through my hair and I catch a whiff of B's scent on my fingers. I put them to my nose and close my eyes. I expect to see her smilin' at me, or at least wrinklin' her nose and makin' her `oogy' face. I'm a little disappointed, but when I open my eyes, Vamp B's there smilin' and it makes me smile.
"That's sweet, isn't it?"
"The fuckin' sweetest."
She rolls over and drapes her leg over mine, makin' herself comfortable.
I can hear some of the women talkin' to each other in the cells around us. They really get off on this shit.
I don't blame `em.
One says, "You hear that shit, Rico?"
"Yeah, I heard it." Rico must be one of my neighbors.
"Fuckin' sounded like there were twelve people in there. That bitch got it goin' on!"
"Fuck, they both do. Hot ass bitches!" Someone else says.
Then someone whispers, "Hey, don't stop on our account. You can keep goin', we won't tell anyone."
That makes me and the rest of C-block laugh.
It looks like Vamp B's kinda tuckered out, but she lifts her eyes to mine and squints one at me.
"You had a question the other day…"
I narrow my eyes at her, "When?"
"When we were in the infirmary."
Oh fuck, yeah. That. That was about her bein' made into a vamp by Willow, but I got that part all straightened out.
"It's nothin'."
"Faith, ask. You never know how I'll feel tomorrow, I might not even want to look at you. So ask." She puts her head on my shoulder and I gotta give her props. Least she's honest about bein' a bitch.
"How exactly did you get turned?"
She sighs and goes to pull away from me, I keep her in tight.
"Did Willow tell you about the spell?"
"Yeah."
"We…Angelus was a sick bastard. Don't ever forget that."
"He turned you that night?"
I can feel her nod. She's quiet for a while then says, "At first I loved it, then I wanted to kill him."
"Why? I thought you'd love bein' with him again."
She laughs. "You really don't get it do you?"
"I guess not." I kinda feel like I took the short bus to prison when it comes to this shit. "Maybe you have to talk in somethin' a little less cryptic, Textbook."
That gets a small laugh outta her. Good, glad to see she's got a sense of humor.
"He was all about the fucking, and the him."
"Look don't get pissed at this…aren't you all about the fuckin'?"
She thinks for what seems to me like a decade, then looks at me and says, "But it's about fucking you. I thought maybe you'd see that, guess I was wrong."
She goes to pull away again, and again I pull her into me.
"So: Stella, Little Red, Deb…they were all about me?"
"I wanted to make you jealous enough to hurt me."
"Why?"
"Faith!" She rolls her head back, clearly gettin' frustrated with me. "I'm a soulless vampire, why do you ask questions like that?"
Guess she's right.
Awww, she fucked `em out of love for me. It makes me somehow…well still makes my skin crawl, but at least I know in the end it was for a good cause.
"You really have a threesome with Angelus and Spike?" I don't know why I torture myself with these questions, but I can't seem to help it.
"You really wanna know about that?"
"Well, no, but did you kill Spike then?"
"I didn't, Angelus did."
"Why?"
"He didn't make him come."
Oh mother fuck.
Now don't get me wrong, I love all kindsa love and sometimes two guys can be hot. But Spike?! He fuckin' looks like he smells, dude.
"Can I get some sleep or do you want to have more of a heart to heart about Angelus and Spike?"
"No, I'm good." I shudder.
"Good." She leans back into me and lays her head down.
Fuckin' cold blooded killer in my arms and all I wanna do is stay here. How fucked up is that? I think I'm regressin'.
My counselor's not gonna be happy.
Chapter X
When I wake up the next mornin' she's sprawled on top of me. I don't wanna move her, but I gotta piss like a race horse.
She groans when I finally push her off to the side and slip over her to get to the bowl.
"Mmmm, are you into water sports?" She purrs out.
I almost choke on my own spit. She's a fuckin' minx!
"Never done anything kinkier than used a whip. How ‘bout you?"
She rolls over and looks at me, proppin' her head up with her hand.
I think she was about to reveal somethin' about her time in Mexico, but she must think twice about it ‘cause her face goes kinda serious and she flops back down on the bed.
"What?" I ask, knowin' I might get my ass handed to me.
"You don't want to hear it."
"Okay." I shrug, and get off the bowl after wipin' myself. I don't go back onto my bunk. After pullin' on some underwear and a tank, I climb up on hers and lay there. I think about last night and the fuckin' mind blowin' threesome we had. Fuck, that was just so awesome.
After a few minutes I see her head pop up.
"What are you doing up there?"
"Thought I'd give you some space."
She climbs up and gets on top of me, pinnin' my arms above my head.
"If I wanted space, I'd have asked you for it."
I look into her eyes and see the heat, but my internal clock knows that the buzzer's about to go off for the doors to open and for us to line up to shower.
Sure enough when she goes to grab a kiss, the buzzer sounds and she growls.
"I wanted a taste…" She groans.
"Of blood?" I quirk my eyebrow. "Or pussy?" I whisper.
"There's a difference now?" Her nostrils flare and whispers back, "I told you, you were about to get it."
I push her off and jump off the bunk. Sure enough, when I pull down my underwear there are a couple spots of blood.
I sigh and go get a tampon out of my supply cubby and put it in.
She sits up and gets ready to jump down.
"Oh well," She sighs. "Maybe later." I get a slap to the ass as she walks past to slip on her clothes.
‘Maybe'. Yeah right.
*****
She made it until after lunch, then jumped me while we were on our way back to our cell. I barely got her into it before she pulled down my pants.
I kinda cringed when she went down on me, but she looked like she was in fuckin' heaven so I didn't wanna mess with her happiness. Plus, I thought if I did she might kill me.
I wouldn't kiss her afterwards though, and she didn't press it.
When they call us for our job duties, she sits up on the edge of the bed with her back to me. I put my hand on her and she sighs.
She turns back slightly so I see the side of her face and I think she's gonna say somethin', but she just gets up and dresses. Then leaves without me.
Damn, I just realized what bein' with me must've been like for people.
Heh.
*****
"You're looking well, Faith." Brian says. We're at our bi-weekly counselin' session. I used to go daily, then every other day, then weekly, and now every two weeks. That's how much progress I've made in the last two years.
"Can't complain." I shrug. A smile breaks out on my face and he gets that look that people get when they wanna be let in on the secret.
"What's going on?"
"Nah, nothin'." I stop myself from smilin'.
He gives me that look that says we're not leavin' here until I tell him.
"Don't wanna spoil it." I try to keep the grin from poppin' back on my face, but it's hard.
Things have been goin' really well for the past two weeks. Vamp B's been good when she can. She only gets mean when she hasn't had blood, but I feel the same way when I haven't had anything to eat, so I totally sympathize.
"I take it your new cell mate has something to do with that smile you keep trying to hide?"
"Let's just say, things have been good."
I'm not tellin' him anythin' about our sex life. He's probably already heard it anyway through the grapevine.
He looks at his notebook.
"So the last time we were here, you'd just had an incident where you attacked Officer Rhodes. Since then however, you've saved one person from receiving horrible burns and another from killing herself."
He looks at me like he's waitin' for me to say somethin'.
"Sounds familiar."
Brian laughs, "Okay, Faith." He goes silent for a little and his face slowly turns serious. "You want to talk about Sasha Alvarez?"
I look away from him, just stayin' silent for a while.
"She got jumped, and I couldn't save her." I say, finally.
That makes me think of my first watcher. I still fuckin' see her face sometimes lookin' at me to stop Kakistos and me not bein' able to do shit.
I see Alan Finch's face sometimes too. Gaspin' for air. Lookin' for Buffy to save him.
And I see Buffy's face comin' for me so she can feed me to Angel.
"It's not your fault she died, Faith."
I look at Brian, kinda forgot he was here for a second.
"I know, but…"
"You can't save everyone."
I'm really hopin' I can save Buffy. That's all that matters to me now.
"Doesn't hurt to try." I cross my arms and sit back in my chair. Starin' straight at him.
"Well, just so long as you put everything into perspective. Some people can't be saved, it's their time to go."
If he spouts some religious crap I'm kickin' him in the balls.
"Tell that to a forty year old woman who gets cut to pieces by some psycho in front of her foster kid."
"You were just a kid, Faith. You couldn't…"
"Save her. Yeah I know. Look, I'm not tryin' to be difficult here, but I think we've hit a wall today."
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure. I don't really wanna bring up past stuff."
"So how about we talk a little about the future?"
"Well," I uncross my arms and sit up in my chair. "I was gonna have some steak at dinner…"
He narrows his eyes at me.
"No? You think I should have the fish?" I ask all innocently.
"I think you should drop the avoidance act and talk to me." He raises his eyebrows.
I let my head flop back and I look up at the ceilin'. I can't fuckin' win with this dude.
"What about my future?" I bring my head down and look at him again.
"Let's just say the past three weeks have been very good for your reform record."
"So? That gets me like what? A year shaved off my sentence?"
"I think it's much more than a year. As a matter of fact, I think you might only have a year left if you keep going like you have been."
I laugh, "A year? You're yankin' my chain."
"I'm not. Phyllis is very influential."
A thought pops into my head, "She on the level?"
"Completely. I suggest besides starting to believe in her, you also start believing in yourself. You're going to be fine on the outside."
Shit, a year. That blows me away. I start thinkin' maybe stuff can really work once I'm outta here.
Buffy gets her soul back soon and if Red rigs some shit, she gets outta here. She can wait for me to get out and then we can really be together, helpin' each other on our road to whatever redemption we can find.
Angel would've been happy for us. I hope.
"Yeah, I'm gonna be fine." I give him a real smile and that makes him smile too.
"Well, I better go make some more rounds. Wilma DeJohns woke up today, she's not dealing well with not being able to talk."
"Wilma didn't die?"
"No, she lost a lot of blood and it affected her brain."
So she's not dead. Maybe it's for the best.
"She can't talk?"
"No, she has the brain capacity of a two year old."
Damn, I gotta switch Vamp B to decaf, she might make me a mental midget.
"Shame." I shrug. "Hey, where'd Deb go?"
"She got two weeks in solitary for talking back to the guard and trying to fight her."
"Two weeks, huh? That's pretty harsh."
"She grabbed ahold of her nightstick and tried to hit her in the head. She gets out today."
I heard of no pussy makin' people crazy, but that's just takin' shit too far.
"Thanks for the talk, Brian."
"You're welcome." He writes something in his book, then closes it and looks at me like he's actually proud. "Have a good couple of weeks and I'll see you back here. Same time?"
"Same bat channel." I wink at him and get up.
He escorts me out and the guard takes me back to my cell.
Buffy's not here, but I'm not too worried. Nellie, one of Sasha's crew, and I have somethin' worked out where she kinda babysits her. She's not really scared of B, ‘cause her crew's pretty bad ass and they can probably hold their own, at least until I got there.
One of the guards announces mail call, and I pick up a magazine to read. Never get anything except some stuff from colleges tellin' me they can give me a break on tuition once I'm out. They shouldn't really be givin' breaks to people like me. Once we have more knowledge, we use it against people.
"Lehane. Mail."
I let the magazine fall to the bed.
"Hey, I'm not gonna stand here all day. Get up and take this or I'm leavin' and you won't get it."
I go over to the bars and take it from him. He was one of the meatheads that was here when Vamp B got her cavity search.
"Looks like a love letter." He laughs. "Your girl'll be jealous."
I look at the post mark. Sunnydale, two weeks ago. They really don't care whether a con gets their mail on time.
It's Dawn's handwritin'. I pull out the letter and can see she just poured all of her heart out. It's like ten pages long.
I sit on the bed cross legged and stare down at the opening sentence.
Dear Faith,
I know you said I didn't have to write you any letters, but I thought you might like this more than the sweater I was trying to knit. Ask Willow, it was frightening.
Heh. Squirt's a nut.
I also thought you could hear me out in this because I'm too scared to say it to your face. Anyway, here it is: I'm so glad that Buffy's there with you. She did some terrible things and I know she has to pay for them, but they weren't her fault. Even though she tried to kill me, I still love her. I thought maybe you of all people would understand that.
So she knows. I guess she's always known. I mean, why would I hang with her sister when she was off with her boyfriend? Don't get me wrong, Dawn was cool and all and Mrs. S' cookin' was a bonus, but I was mostly waitin' to catch some alone time with B.
At first I was mad when I found out that Willow had sent her to the same prison that you were in. I couldn't get past the fact that you tried to kill her. Us. Then I remembered how much you cared for her, and how crazy this place can make people. I forgave you a long time ago, I know you don't think so, but I did. Still, if you pull any funny business…I will have you hunted and killed.
Squirt's got a pair on her, just like her mom and sis. I like that.
By the time I finish reading about what she's done for the past couple of years and her thoughts on boys and all the TV shows I've missed, Vamp B comes back to the cell.
She looks a little guilty.
"You ok?" I ask, stuffin' the letter into its envelope and puttin' it in my cubby.
"Fine." She runs a shaky hand through her hair.
"You don't look fine to me."
"No? How do I look?"
"Like you just got caught doin' somethin' you shouldn't have."
"You're a ‘looks expert' now? Tell me, Faith, what does this look like?" She gives me the finger.
"Looks like this is gonna be one of those interestin' days." I mutter and get up off my bunk.
"What are you doing?" She asks as I move closer to her.
"C'mere."
"What do you want?"
"Don't want anything except for you to come here."
She slowly comes over and I push my hair back from my neck.
"Go ahead," I pull her head down closer to me.
"I shouldn't…"
"What? Why not?" She hasn't had any in two days, she due.
"I need to…"
"You need to shut up and drink. C'mon, we're gonna be called to our afternoon jobs in a minute."
She rests her head on my shoulder, then pushes me away.
"What the fuck, B?"
"What's your problem?"
"You got blood from somewhere?"
"Yeah," She laughs. "That's what I did; I went out and drank from someone."
I narrow my eyes at her.
"Can't you just leave me alone?" She asks and flops down on my bunk.
I lift her up. "No," I punch her in the face and pull her in to me. "Now drink."
She vamps out and bites my neck. Oh fuck, she's not bein' gentle. I have to pull her off me a little and make sure she's not rippin' my fuckin' neck up. I get that light headed feelin' and I'm about to push her off when she pulls back and wipes her mouth. She's pissed off and kinda drunk lookin' as she sits back on the bunk.
I slide down the wall to the floor.
"Why do you keep doing that?" She asks and I can hear the fear in her voice.
"What?"
"Make me…" She stops.
"What?"
"Nothing, forget it."
She gets up and leaves.
Fuck man, I wonder if she was gonna say she loves me. Vamp B's never done that.
I get up and wipe the blood from my neck and follow her out to line up.
"Lehane, Warden wants to see ya." A guard comes up and takes me out of the line.
"Probably wants her to lick her pussy." That stupid bitch Deb has somethin' to say. I can't fuckin' believe her.
No one that bunk in the cells around ours laughs, just the assholes that pal around with Deb.
"Watch it Williams, you're on thin ice." The guard says.
Vamp B smirks at me and I look at Nellie. She nods and silently lets me know she'll watch her.
*****
"Thanks for coming to see me, Faith." Phyllis smiles at me.
I laugh, "Didn't think I had a choice."
She spots the bruise on my neck. It's faded, but it was pretty angry lookin' just a few minutes ago. We try not to have her drink from there ‘cause of the looks it gets me, like this one.
"Are you okay? You got a little something…" She points to a spot on her own neck and smirks.
"Heh. Yeah, it's nothin'." I bring my hand up to it, hidin' it.
"Well, I'm not going to ask how it got there. I just wanted to make sure that everything is okay."
"Everything's fine."
"We haven't had an incident in over two weeks. Our new prisoner seems to be settling in well. I can't tell you how pleased I am."
"Brian's been fillin' me in." I smile at her.
"Faith, I know you must think this is highly irregular. But I see potential in you as a leader. I hope in time you'll come to see me as a mentor."
"You ready for a shock?"
She nods her head.
"Already kinda do. You're alright."
I get a big smile from her. "Well, that's a very nice compliment." She smiles and sits down, indicatin' that I should have a seat too.
"I know there's something other than…the normal things that go on with prisoners happening between you and your cellmate."
"Not sure I follow."
"I know you two know each other, and I know you're both…"
"Gay?"
She lets out a small laugh, "No, well, I mean it's okay if you are, I'm just saying that I wasn't thinking about that."
She looks pretty cute flustered. Gotta remind myself to keep it in my pants here.
"Okay, so then what're you sayin'?"
"Well, you're both…strong…like nothing I've ever seen before."
I shrug. I'm not givin' any information on slayers, I know she's nice and all, but I can't trust people too much.
"I did some research on Sunnydale. It was listed on both your records as your last known residence."
"And?"
"All I'm saying is: I want to help you get back to what you were meant to be doing. You've helped me with this situation, if you help me with others in the future, I'll see to it that you get out quicker."
Damn, my ticket out. This is probably what Brian meant about me gettin' out in a year. Still, I'm a little skeptical.
"You look like you don't believe me." She says after a while.
"Forgive me, Warden." She gives me that look. "Sorry. Phyllis. It's not like I've been able to trust a lot of people in my life."
"I know that, and I'm not trying to use you, Faith. I've said before, we can both help each other out here."
I stare at her a little, tryin' to see if there's bullshit in her eyes.
"What do I have to do?" I ask after a while.
"Help keep the peace. Let me know what's going on out there, where my focus should be."
"What d'you get out of it?"
"Well, someday very soon, I plan to run for Mayor of Los Angeles."
I laugh at that.
"You don't think I can win?" She looks hurt.
"No! No, nothin' like that. It's just…I've worked for a mayor before. It's funny."
"Does that mean we have a long term deal?" She smiles.
"I'll think about it."
"Okay well, don't think about it too long. I'll have to start moving on your parole hearing if it's going to be moved up by six months. Let me know when you can."
Shit, she means business. She's not just dickin' me around here. I feel like fuckin' kissin' her. Well, I also feel like fuckin' her, but that's only ‘cause of her hotness. I'm a one vampire woman these days.
That's pretty fucked up that I just thought that.
"Okay, is now good?"
She quirks an eyebrow.
"You said to let you know when I can. I'll do it." I get up and extend my hand for a shake. "You've got yourself a stooge."
"Don't think of it like that, Faith. Think of yourself as a liaison for prisoner and correctional relations affairs."
"Yeah, that sounds like something I'd think of." We stop shakin' and she doesn't go to wipe her hand on her pants. I'm impressed. "How do we do this?"
"I'll call you in once a week for a meeting. If you need to see me sooner, get a message to Eddie."
"Sounds good."
"Faith, thanks. I really appreciate this."
"Well, I hope you get what you want someday. You're a good lady."
I turn to leave and she calls me back.
"I can get you some makeup…" She points to her neck and then to mine. "For those…blemishes."
I smile at her, "Thanks, that would help, but I don't wanna put you out or nothin'."
"Think of it as payment for your first week."
"Wow, eight bucks, you've got me at a bargain price." I wink. We say goodbye again and I'm escorted back to the job I'm supposed to be doing.
When I get to the yard Vamp B's out there sweepin' the concrete. I'm handed a rake. Nellie smiles at me and I hand her two packs of cigs on the down low.
B finally spots me and instantly gives me a small smile, then realizes she's kinda mad at me and goes back to doin' what she was doin'.
Yep, things are definitely lookin' up.
*****
When we get back to our cells after shower time, Vamp B's still a little edgy. She's been this way more and more in the past couple of days. I thought it was from not havin' blood, but somethin' else must be up.
I don't know what else I can do, so I just sit on my bunk and watch her pace back and forth.
She stops a couple of times and looks like she's gonna say somethin', then she just keeps pacin'.
I keep my mouth shut.
Each time she gets to one end of the cell she looks more and more pissed as she turns around to pace back.
I know some shit's about to blow. She stands right in front of me, lookin' like I'm about to die.
I sit up and take her hand gently. She pulls it away.
"Don't!"
"Don't what?"
"I don't need your pity." Her voice has that icy quality that makes me wanna pee myself, but I keep pressin'.
"Not pityin' ya. Just wanted to touch ya."
She fuckin' lays a punch on my chin that I didn't see comin'. I see some stars though.
When my head unfuzzes, I push her back and get off the bunk. She's comin' in for another whopper and I crack her one before she lands it.
"There's my girl." She says, her lip all bloody and she's lickin' out at it.
"This shit's gettin' old, B."
"You don't like it? But I thought you loved me, baby." She laughs that sarcastic kinda laugh that tells me she's just playin' with my feelings.
"Don't use that fuckin' shit against me." I keep her pushed back while I think of somethin' I can use to subdue her.
"You're right, that's bitchy of me. I can get to you by other, more painful means."
Goddamn, it's gonna be one of those nights. Where I practically have to beat her to death to get her to shut the fuck up.
"What d'you need, B? Tell me."
"I need you to scream and cry."
"What the fuck good is that gonna do ya?"
"It'll stop making me feel..." She stops.
"Feel what? Horny? Nah, you get off on that shit." We're circlin' around each other, she's tryin' to get me to let my guard down, but I'm too fuckin' quick for that.
"Feel nothing. Shut up."
Then it hits me, she feels somethin'. She was gonna tell me she loved me before.
"I said shut the fuck up!" She growls and lunges at me.
Oh fuck, she can read my thoughts now too. Well, the ones I don't keep back. I figured that out after the second time I saw Dream B.
"Why, B? You're mad at me for makin' you love me?" I taunt, tryin' to get her to admit it.
"You're going to die tonight!"
"I don't think so."
"What's going on here ladies?"
"Nothin' Eddie, we're just talkin'."
"Yeah, having a chat."
"You should be getting to dinner now."
"I'm not hungry." Vamp B says.
"I'm not your Daddy askin' you to come down to the dinner table…"
"Hey, Eddie." I'm tryin' to avert a fuckin' prison riot here. "Can you get us out of mess hall? Ask the Warden. Tell her it's important."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, very. We'll be okay. Just have Onetta send somethin' up later."
He uses his walkie talkie to have our cell shut.
"You sure you're gonna be okay?" He looks at me and I can see the worry in his face. I know he feels somethin's about to happen.
"Just fine, man." I smile at him.
Vamp B's got her back to him, she's slowly makin' me back up into the corner.
"Go, Eddie, really. I'm good."
He leaves and she finally launches herself at me. I give her two quick punches to the sternum while she's in mid air and she crashes into the wall I just moved away from.
I pounce on her back and pull her up to her knees, grabbin' onto her hair and pushin' her face towards the toilet bowl.
She laughs a sick fuckin' laugh, "You can't drown me." She snorts, "In fact, even when I was alive, they couldn't drown me."
"I'm not lookin' to drown you, bitch. I'm sure there are a million fuckin' germs in there waitin' to eat your flesh off."
"Oooh, I'm scared."
I know she's not scared of gettin' her face dumped into the toilet. And that pisses me off. I can't fuckin' win here.
What that means is she might fuckin' kill me. I feel like it's about that time. Ya know. The End.
She's had enough playin' house, and now she wants to go postal and kill the fam. Nice. Always knew I'd be a prison death statistic.
I pull her up and let her stand on her own two feet. She's strugglin' to get outta my grip and I just let her go. Her face hits the wall.
"Oh, you're gonna pay for that one." She says when she turns around.
"I know." I just stand there with my hands out to my sides, arms hangin' down.
She slaps my face and I stand my ground.
"Playing the tough girl? Not gonna let me see you cry?" She says all mean.
I don't say shit, I just keep lookin' at her. She starts to turn away, but then she backhands me right across the mouth.
I stumble back a little from the force, but I quickly recover.
"Such a hero you are." She spits out. "I want to be a fucking hero."
"Why don't you just be Buffy?"
She laughs, "And who is your precious Buffy? Do you know? Hmm?"
I stare at her eyes and I see somethin' in ‘em tryin' to break through.
"She's someone I love…Someone I've always loved."
Her face goes soft and she steps closer to me. Reachin' up to my face with both hands.
"That's so sweet," Her face goes from soft to murderous in a split second and all I can think of is: ‘Here it comes.'
She grabs my neck with both hands and starts squeezin'. I didn't have a fuckin' chance to react to shit.
In no time flat she's got me off the ground and I'm tryin' to get a hold of her arms to try and break her grip, but it's no use. I'm startin' to pass out. She's way too strong for me now.
"Do you like this Faith?!"
I'm tryin' to scratch at her fingers and hands.
"See how it feels when you're doing something you don't want to do?!"
I can hear a little poppin' sound in my head, and I'm not sure what it was, but I don't think it can be good.
"Tell me?! Why the FUCK would you make me love you?!"
Finally, she throws me towards the wall and I get my first breath since she grabbed me.
Thankfully I don't lose consciousness. She lays on my bunk and beats the wall with her fist.
When I've recovered enough, I get up and stand beside her.
"What's your fucking problem? You want to die?" She yells.
"Than…" I clear my throat, it's all raspy. Well, raspier than usual. "Thanks for not doin' it."
"Shut up." She goes to turn away and I pull her up off the bunk.
"And thanks for sayin' it."
"Saying what?" She looks disgusted.
"I love you too. You know I do, and I don't care if you kill me five thousand fuckin' times, my answer's always gonna be the same."
She goes to hit me, but I grab her wrist and pull her in for a kiss. At first she struggles, but then she finally allows herself to give into the feelin'. I pour all the love I can into it, hopin' it'll fuckin' melt that steel heart she's got goin'.
After a little while she puts her arms around me and pulls me closer. She can't get enough.
I help her hop up onto my hips and we keep kissin' like we'll never be able to stop.
When I finally need to breathe, she pulls back and kisses me all over my face. I get a hold of her long enough so that I can get us both back to the bunk and lay down. Like a lover who's just been allowed to have at their partner, I gently take off her pants.
The love in her eyes has me gaspin' for air like she's got her hands around my throat again. I smile at her and she gives me a sad smile.
"I know you're sorry. Just let me do this." I say quietly.
I kneel in front of her and pull her so her back is flat against the mattress, then I settle in between her legs. As soon as my tongue touches her pussy, she lets out a long low moan.
I start out with long slow strokes, but when I feel her hands in my hair guidin' me to where she wants me, I get down to business. I'm strokin' her clit and swirlin' around it with my tongue.
"Oh, Faith, so good." If she had breath in her body, she'd be gaspin' and sighin'.
I push a finger in her moist pussy and twist it around. "More, please." She begs.
I give her what she needs, everywhere she needs it. Her whispered requests are my command, this is all for her. All of it. It's not just because she's Buffy in there, it's because I love her. All of her. Even this fucked up, murderous version of her.
After she screams through her third orgasm, I finally lift my head up from between her legs.
She's got the biggest fuckin' smile on her face, and I lean down to kiss her lips. She snakes her tongue into my mouth and we share her wetness.
"Mmmm, ohhh…" She moans as I cup her pussy, drawin' out some of the sensations from her last orgasm.
"You like that?" I ask.
"I love…" She opens her eyes and looks into mine. "…you."
I smile and blow her a kiss as I push two fingers into her and massage her G-spot, strokin' it slowly to bring her to another hot, wet, throbbin' climax.
"Love you too, baby." I say and move off to the side when she's done comin' around my fingers.
She rolls over and kisses my neck tenderly. I hear her whisper her love for me again, and I finally close my eyes with a big grin on my face and fall asleep.
*****
The buzzer goes off and I reluctantly open my eyes. I was havin' too good of a dream there.
Me and B were back in the ‘Dale. Kickin' ass and takin' names. There was a little bit of hotness somewhere in there too.
Not feelin' too bad for havin' just a few hours sleep. I bet the mess Vamp B made of my face is almost all gone. Benefits of bein' a hot chick with super powers.
Speakin' of gone, she must've climbed back up to her bunk durin' the middle of the night. I tend to hog the bed, so I don't really blame her.
I sigh out and roll over, gettin' ready to face the day. I feel like I could fuckin' fly.
"B, the buzzer sounded. You better get your ass up." I call up to her.
She doesn't say anything.
I'm not braggin' or nothin' but this has happened more than once or twice, or a few times for that matter, over the last couple weeks we've been together. She gets off and then passes out, and I gotta practically drag her outta bed the next day.
Sometimes I wonder if she'd hear a car if it backfired next to her head.
Kinda makes me wish I could blast a shotgun over her just once to see what she'd do. Heh.
I pull on my clothes and notice that hers are gone. Her bunk hasn't been slept in either.
Fuck, did I not notice her standin' at the doors when the buzzer went off? She does that shit a lot, but I don't let it get to me much anymore. I get it, the needin' to leave without sayin' a word.
I line up and don't spot her right away. A dozen people or so ahead, I see a blonde head. She's back up there with fuckin' Deb.
Shit, nothin' that happened last night meant anything to her. I close my eyes and take a breath. It's like fuckin' livin' in "Groundhog Day", everything seems to repeat itself. Except with this it's not every day, it's every couple of days, or every couple of weeks.
Fuck it, I'm a grown up. I can make it through this. I can get her through this.
When we get to the showers, I see Deb slip behind a wall with a naked Buffy. Fuckin' God give me strength. Please.
Some people are laughin' and lookin' around the wall. Others look like they couldn't care less. I see Nellie look at me all curious and I give her a head nod. She looks at me like I'm no one.
Fuck, she must've been in on this latest shit with Deb and Buffy. Probably playin' me all along.
By the time I get to the wall, I'm fuckin' seein' red. I pull Deb up by her hair, she was goin' down on Buffy, and ask her what the fuck's goin' on.
She calls me a psycho and a fuckin' retard. I thought we were over all that.
I finally get the strength to look down at Buffy, and what was gonna come out of my mouth just dies on my lips. ‘Cause it's not Buffy.
It's some small blonde bitch that came in here about a week before B.
"Who the fuck is that?" I point at her.
"What's your fuckin' damage, Fruit Loop? You got a problem with me gettin' a piece?"
I let Deb go.
"No, no problem."
"And another thing, who the fuck is this Buffy chick you're yellin' about?"
"Funny."
"I knew you probably drank battery acid as a kid, but I didn't think you still did it. You're one fuckin' stupid bitch."
That's it, I've had enough. I pull her back by the collar and pull up her sleeve. I show her own forearm to her.
"That's who Buffy is, you dumb fuckin' cunt!" I point at the tattoo she got a couple of weeks ago.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! WHO THE FUCK DID THIS?!"
If Deb's lyin' she's the best fuckin' actress in the world. She stomps over to her friends that are grabbin' showers and asks who the fuck put ink on her without her knowin'.
Everyone looks at her like they got no clue what she's talkin' about.
"Sandy, you're my best friend right?" She looks at her friend who was just soapin' herself up and now is bein' yelled at by a psycho. "You tell me who did this shit, and you tell me now!"
Sandy looks kinda scared. She mumbles somethin'.
"What the fuck did you say?" Deb yells.
A couple of the female guards are noticin' a commotion happenin', but they're not automatically comin' over.
I feel like I'm in the fuckin' Twilight Zone.
Sandy mumbles somethin' again.
"What?!" Deb screams at her. "I can't fuckin' hear ya if yer gonna mumble!"
"I said I thought it was some long lost girlfriend! You've had it since a couple weeks ago. Don't hit me!" Sandy puts her hands over her head to protect herself.
I slip outta the shower.
"Tell the Warden there's about to be a fight in the showers." I say to the guards. They get on the P.A. and every cell goes on lockdown.
We're herded back to our cells.
*****
It's been two days since B disappeared, and I think I've figured out why. So it doesn't surprise me when I'm told there's a visitor waitin' to see me.
I'm just surprised by who it is.
"What's up, Red?" I ask when I pick up the phone.
"Faith, I'm so sorry I wasn't able to get a heads up to you. It's been such a crazy two weeks, but I finally pulled it off."
"She got her soul back?"
Willow nods, lookin' kinda sad.
"She's trying to deal with the enormity of what she's done."
"I can't even imagine. Angel told me once about how many times he tried to kill himself."
"I'm really sorry about everything, Faith. I never meant to be all mysterious and keep things from you…or anyone else. It was a bit over my head."
I shrug, "As long as everything worked out. How's she otherwise?"
"Surprisingly good, considering."
"What happens now? That Mexico thing is all clear?"
Willow looks around nervously and nods.
"It's all been taken care of."
"Good. Now all she has to do is sit tight and redeem. But she's Buffy, she'll be able to handle it."
"We'll all help her with that." She smiles.
I can't believe I'm gonna ask her this, but I wanna know.
"She say anything about me? About her time in here?"
She shakes her head and my heart sinks, she hasn't mentioned me.
"She doesn't remember she was here. I thought it would be best. Ya know…to help with the redemption."
What?
I feel like I've been sucker punched.
"Sh-she…"
"Are you okay, Faith? You look a little pale."
"She doesn't remember she was here?" I whisper, tryin' not to look too stunned.
"No, I figured she would have enough to contend with. I mean, she preyed on innocent people and she'll have to atone for all of that. I just thought if she had to think about the time she had in prison, well…I just thought it would be better for her. And for you."
"How d'you figure?" I'm still numb, I'm not even sure how I'm still answerin' her.
"I know your history together, you guys probably fought like cats and dogs. I thought you'd be able to go back to doing what you were doing without having to worry about what Buffy thinks of you ‘cause she won't remember all the bad stuff."
Yeah, the bad stuff.
"Why let me remember?" Again, I ask before I even know that I'm still talkin'.
"In case I need your help with things…Some of the inmates might need to…have refresher spells. You'll have to let me know."
"So you mind wiped the whole fuckin' prison?"
"Not wiped, just altered."
"Includin' the Warden?"
"Especially the Warden and the guards. They would come looking for Buffy…Faith? You look a little green…"
"I gotta go…"
"Wait, I wanted to say…"
I hang up the phone and leave her sittin' there. Eddie takes me back to my cell where I empty out my breakfast, lunch and last night's dinner.
She doesn't remember.
