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Summary: A few Slayers that may have been needed, but never Called

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Multiple Crossings > GeneralChristyFR13131,7530158,43118 Nov 0821 Nov 08Yes

Mirror, Mirror

Title: Mirror, Mirror
Author: Christy
Rating: FR 13
Fandom/Theme: Buffy/Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.
Distribution: NeverNormal.com and TtH
Spoilers: Takes place right after the movie
Word Count: 200
A/N: This was inspired by me reading through some of the challenges on TtH and the "Slayers Never Called" challenge got my plot bunny jumping around dementedly. lol There will be quite a few drabbles that decided to bounce around in my head about this idea.
Summary: One of the jewel thieves gets an interesting offer.

Fucking little miss goody two shoes. Just wanted to get laid by that stoner, Sissy mentally groused.

“Parker, you have a visitor,” said the guard, as he came in with the shackles. He led her down the hall, then locked the door after her.

Sissy slouched in the chair, watching the woman who stood with her back to her, looking out the window.

“Never changes. Some of us just can’t deal with the status quo,” Faith commented as she turned around.

“What the fuck? Are you my twin or some shit?” Sissy demanded from the woman who bore her face.

Faith chuckled. “Not that I know of, but you could be or a clone or even a demonic copy, for all we know. All I do know is that G-man sent me down to get you early parole.”

“Early parole? Sweet. So I can-“

“Hey, never said there wasn’t a catch, cuz there is,” Faith explained, propping her boots up on the table in a deceptively casual pose. “You’ll have parole granted on the condition you come back to Cleveland with me so we can start training you.”

“Train me for what?”

Faith smiled a feral grin. “Being a Slayer.”

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