Blankets of White
by bad shot
Chapter 3 part 1, and 2
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A/N: Well I finally got my laptop back so you can expect hopefully more updates from me. I put in the end of last chapter since its been a while and you might have forgot a little.
Chapter 3
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By the time she made it back to the dorm she was swaying uncontrollably.
When she made it to the door of her dorm she slumped against the wall trying to search her pocket for her keys even though her hand was shaking. When she got them out she dropped them when she tried to move them to the doorknob.
She moved closer to the door close enough to be able to hear the sounds of pleasure coming through the door.
Buffy started to cry when she heard Tara call out Willow's name. She tried to reach her keys.
Her foot slipped out from under her and her head struck the doorknob. Reopening her wound right as Tara screamed loud enough to block out the small sound Buffy's head had made.
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Willow yawned as she slowly woke up to the feeling of Tara's warm arms around her. She pulled the her arm off of her, and got up out of the bed holding the covers around her body.
She grabbed a couple of her wash things and set them down by the door.
Willow walked to her closet and pulled out a bathrobe. She stepped into it dropping the covers and setting them back on the bed by Tara's still sleeping body.
Pulling the belt a round her waist and tying a knot in it so it wouldn't slip off.
She walked over to the door slowly. As she tried to open the door she felt a force resisting her. She pushed harder and it yielded a little.
She re-closed the door keeping her hand on the knob. She gathered her strength and pushed hard. Whatever it was got out of the way and the door opened.
She looked down and shrugged. It was just a small snag in the rug the door had caught on.
Willow slowly walked down the hall for her shower with out a care in the world.
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Buffy groaned slowly opening her eyes. She brought her hands up to rub her head trying to get rid of the ringing headache.
She tried to get her bearings and figure out where she was.
Her eyes shot open and her hands twisted in the warm fabric beneath her. She sat up and looked at the bed she was on then around the room she was in.
The bed (if it could be called that) she was currently laying on was located in a secluded and dark corner of what looked a abandoned warehouse.
She tried to stand back up she felt a wave of dizziness that made her nearly fall back down.
She used her free hand to reach up to her head, and felt a bandage wrapped around her wound.
"You should really lay back down. Don't want you fainting on me do we?" a voice said from the other side of the warehouse.
The speaker came over to the bed and pushed Buffy slowly back into the bed. Buffy didn't resist. Mostly cause she was in shock at the face in front of her.
"How ya been B?"
Chapter 3 Part Duex
"Faith! What the hell?" Buffy asked in utter shock.
Faith just gave her a huge grin. Crossing her arms she answered, "Well considering your the one I found on your ass bleeding I should be able to ask you that question. So... What the hell were you doing B?"
Buffy gave a snicker at that, "Well I thought it would be pretty obvious I was getting my ass kicked. Didn't get the memo?"
Faith let out a small chuckle and started towards Buffy. Buffy gave a slight twitch and Faith stopped, "What still think I'm evil, or somthin," Faith said incredulously.
Buffy gave her a slight smile. Faith continued slowly and Buffy made no move to get away so she continued.
Faith bent over, and started to undress the the bandage.
As it came fully off Faith looked at the wound, "Well it's not infected at least. With your healing it should be gone in a couple of days."
Buffy lay down awkwardly waiting for Faith to redress the wound. When she was done Faith slowly sat back pulling up a stack of cardboard to sit on.
The silence between them stretched on.
And on.
And on.
And on.
And on.
And on.
And on.
Until, "So................... B I saw at the Bronze your not driving stick anymore. Again."
Buffy silenced her with a glare.
A/N: I promise more on the ackward silence and Faith's comment later if you haven't figured it out.
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Willow slowly walked out of the gas station holding in her hands two mochas one for her, and the other for Tara. She walked over to where her girlfriend sat waiting for her and handed one of them over.
"So what you want to do after class?" Willow asked slowly sipping her mocha.
Tara thought about it for a moment and replied, "I don't know... But maybe we could go to the Bronze again tonight."
"I don't know if the Buffster will want to go there again after what we saw," Willow said blushing slightly at the memory of last night.
"Fine. Then call her and ask," Tara suggested.
Willow pulled out her cell phone and hit the speed dial for Buffy's number.
After five rings or so it went into Buffy's voicemail, "Hey Buffy just wanted to know if you were feeling up to the Bronze tonight with the whole gang. So call me back later," she then hung up the phone, "Done."
Tara smiled at her and said, "Okay then I got to go to class. See ya later."
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Faith heard the ring of Buffy's phone while Buffy was asleep, but decided to not get it because of the fact that Faith answering Buffy's phone. Not good.
She waited a little longer having an argument with herself about if she should bring Buffy back to Giles house or wait.
"Uhh!!! Why do I have to care?" Faith asked herself, "Fine I'll wait a little then drop her off at Giles', but how."
Her plans were interrupted when the door to the warehouse shot open and in came a bunch of men Faith guessed were watchers by the stuffy aura they had around them.
Then in walked none other than Quentin Travers, "Hello Faith. I see you have something I want."
A/N: Okay I'm trying to get back in the swing of things and write more but I have had a huge case of writers block for about 4 months so reviews and your ideas will help a lot.