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Dean Winchester stood at a window in the Slayer school, looking at the setting sun. He hadn’t expected or even dared to hope to see another sunset. He went to hell after all. He knew Sam would try to get him back, but Dean had never imagined that he would actually succeed. Well, he hadn’t done it alone. Sam had found help. When they met Dawn and Faith a few months ago he would never have guessed how lucky they actually were. Maybe they should have talked to them sooner. It might have made a lot of things easier. But Dean hadn’t wanted to get even closer to Faith. He cared about her way too much already. She wasn’t like other women. She was special, and he didn’t mean because she was a slayer. He sighed. He really didn’t want to care about anyone so much. The more you cared the worse it was to lose someone. He also didn’t want to risk that Faith might feel the same way and then have to watch him go to hell. He couldn’t do that to her.
Dean leaned against the wall and frowned. Now he was back and Faith was gone. That portal could have taken her anywhere, a hell dimension probably. The thought made him shiver. They had to find her.
“Hey,” Sam said walking towards his brother with a smile on his face. He hadn’t felt this good in a while, maybe ever. He had Dean back and Dawn was here, too.
Dean turned to him, returning the smile. It was good to see his brother happy.
“It’s nice here, isn’t it?” Sam asked looking out the window as well. They could see the pool, the meadow and the trees at the edge of the property in the last rays of sunlight.
Dean nodded. “Never knew you could hunt evil and still live like this.”
Sam smiled. “Yeah, it’s crazy. Dawn said the building belonged to the old watchers council. They barely used it apparently.”
“What a waste,” Dean said. Then he glanced at Sam again. “What’s a watchers council again?”
“The watchers help train the slayers. They apparently existed as long as the slayer did, but usually were arrogant snobs who lived in places like this and did nothing. Most of them were killed a few years ago however, just before the slayer power got activated in all potential slayers. Now there are lots of slayers and few watchers. But at least it meant that the money and property of the watchers council is administrated by Buffy’s original watcher now, who apparently found a better way to use it.”
Dean nodded. He really did find a good way to use it; and the slayers deserved it. It was nice to know that there was some justice in the world now. People who risked their lives every day and fought against evil deserved at least something in return.
“They offered us to stay.”
Dean looked at Sam surprised. “Really?”
“We could still drive to other cities when something is going on there. And they even have a private jet, in case something happens further away.”
Dean frowned. He still didn’t really like to fly.
“Just think about it, okay?” Sam asked.
“I didn’t say no,” Dean pointed out. It definitely was worth thinking about. They’d have a place to call home again, people that could help, and not just people, slayers and witches, who knew what they were doing. Sam could be with Dawn. Dean knew how much she meant to Sam, even though they never talked about it. Sam wasn’t the type of guy to hook up with a girl without caring about her. But he had the feeling that Dawn was even more special to Sam.
And then there was Faith… Dean wouldn’t leave before they found her and after that… Well, he had no idea what would happen then.
Sam smiled again. He had feared Dean wouldn’t even want to discuss it. He usually didn’t want to stay in one place for long; and he never trusted anyone to have his back but Sam, or maybe Bobby. Staying with other hunters had never been an option. They didn’t even stay long with Bobby. But these people had helped pull Dean out of hell. Maybe that counted for something.
“There you are,” Dawn said coming towards them with a big smile on her face.
“Willow thinks she can re-open the portal that sucked Faith in.”
Dean stared at her, feeling a lot better all of a sudden. “What are we waiting for then?”
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“I think the portal was most likely one way, or Faith could just have jumped back,” Willow stated. “So I’m going through to open one from the other side once I find her.”
“You’re not going alone,” Dean objected.
“That’s what I was going to say,” Buffy added. In her opinion a portal that was opened by a demon couldn’t lead to a nice place.
“I’m coming, too,” Dawn said and then turned to Buffy. “End of discussion!”
Buffy closed her mouth again. She didn’t want Dawn to go, but she knew by now how stubborn her sister was. And Faith was her friend. Buffy might not completely like how close Dawn and Faith had become, but there was nothing she could do about it. Besides, Faith had proven that Dawn meant just as much to her as the other way around. She saved Dawns life a lot of times already and now she was the one missing instead of Dawn, whom she had pushed out of the way. Buffy couldn’t expect Dawn not to try and find her friend.
“Then we’re all going,” Sam added.
Willow smiled, relieved. She didn’t want to put her friends in danger, but she’d feel better if she didn’t go alone. They probably would end up in a hell dimension after all.
“Okay, let’s get ready then.”
“What, right now?” Buffy wanted to know.
“The sooner the better,” Dean stated. He didn’t want to leave Faith wherever she was for a second longer than necessary.
Buffy glared at him. “Willow opened and closed the hellmouth today. That took a lot out of her. She needs to rest at least a bit.”
Dean looked from Buffy to Willow, feeling guilty for not even thinking about that. It surely couldn’t have been easy to do that; and all for him, whom Willow didn’t even know. He definitely owed her.
“I’m fine,” Willow said. “Really!” She felt a little drained right after she closed the hellmouth, but was okay now. Seeing her friends’ worried faces she sighed.
“I know what I can handle. I wouldn’t suggest doing this today if I thought I’d be too tired to open a portal back home. Being stranded in a hell dimension definitely isn’t something I’d be looking forward to. Now go get ready!” She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Sam, Dean and Dawn nodded and left. Buffy lingered in the door, waiting until they were gone.
“Willow, you really should rest.”
“Buffy, I told you, I’m fine.”
“It can’t have been easy to open and especially close the hellmouth.”
“I know, but I didn’t do it alone,” Willow admitted.
Buffy stared at her. “What do you mean?”
“I had help, Buffy. I was losing control. I just didn’t have enough power to close the hellmouth. Then all of a sudden power was flowing through me, as if someone gave it to me.”
Buffy’s eyes widened. “Where did it come from?”
“I think…” Willow looked at Buffy, feeling a little uneasy. “I think it came from Tara. I know it sounds crazy, but I heard her voice. She told me to close the hellmouth and that Dean was safe.”
Buffy’s eyes widened. Then she sat down next to her friend, placing her hand over Willow’s.
“It might sound a little crazy, but crazier things have happened. Look who you’re talking to. I’ve died – twice. If you say you heard Tara and she helped you, then I believe you.”
Willow smiled. She had been afraid everyone would think she was imagining things because she still missed Tara so much. Of course she had Kennedy now, but things weren’t going so well lately. Kennedy probably felt that she didn’t love her as much as she loved Tara. It all just made Willow think about Tara even more.
“Besides, for all we know Tara could be a higher being now.”
“You think so?” Willow asked.
Buffy shrugged. “Who knows? Cordelia was one; and if she can become one so could Tara.”
Somehow that thought made Willow feel better. If Tara was up there, watching over them, the world would be a better place in her eyes.
“Alright, come on. I have a feeling that some people are already waiting for us.”
Willow smirked and got up. “You go get some weapons while I pack a few magical supplies.”
Buffy nodded and then left.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----AU Buffyverse – Cleveland:
Faith watched as India started to talk to Buffy. It had taken some convincing to get her to come with them. Cordelia, Angel and Doyle came along, too. Cordelia simply refused to leave Buffy’s side and Doyle and Angel didn’t seem to want to let Cordelia go alone.
“Thanks for getting her,” Willow said. “We wouldn’t have gotten to her in time.”
Before Faith could say anything Cordelia came towards them.
“Willow, is that you? Of course it is.” She gave Willow a brief hug, as if they were old friends. Willow looked at her startled.
“So, you’re in on all of this. Always knew there was something odd about you… you know. I guess you knew there were vampires in Sunnydale all along. I didn’t want to believe it at first, when Angel told me, but the more I think about it… Some really strange things did happen while we were in High School.”
“You could say that.” Willow glanced from Cordelia to Faith who shrugged.
“So, you’re one of those… slayers, too?” Cordelia looked at Willow curiously.
“Me? No, I’m a witch.”
“A witch. Wow, that’s so cool. You have to tell me all about it.” She linked arms with Willow and led her over to the couch, shooing away some potentials.
Faith smirked and went to look for Jack, Martha and the doctor. She guessed that it was time to go. Buffy was safe and she had told India and Willow everything she knew. The rest would be up to them. She had her own world to get back to.
“I heard you were back”, a voice then said from behind her, a rather familiar voice.
Faith turned around, feeling a little odd.
“I couldn’t really believe it; had to see you with my own eyes.”
Faith stared at her, her eyes taking in the young woman from head to toe. She kind of looked like her, but at the same time so wasn’t her. She definitely wouldn’t wear pink! And were that manicured fingernails? Faith had never had a manicure in her life.
“You look… different.”
“You could say that,” Faith said and blinked. It was rude to stare after all, and she didn’t really want to be rude to herself.
“I guess being the slayer changes someone.”
Faith snorted slightly. “Sorry, but I was never like you.” It took only one look, to know that this Faith Lehane must have lived a completely different life than her.
“What do we have here?” Jack asked as he stepped towards them.
Faith glanced at Jack. He had that flirty tone in his voice and was eyeing her, or better both of them, in a rather naughty way. She smirked but crossed her arms in front of her chest.
“Don’t even think about it.”
“Think about what?” the other Faith asked.
Faith groaned, then grabbed Jack’s arm and turned to leave.
“Sorry, but we have to go. It was nice meeting you.” Or not, she added in thoughts.
“She didn’t even get that you practically undressed us with your eyes”, she muttered.
Jack chuckled, then he leaned in closer. “That’s why I prefer you.”
Faith glanced at him and smirked. It felt good to hear that. Not many people preferred her over anyone.
“You’re just trying to get into my pants,” she teased.
“Is it working?”
Faith snorted. She really did like Jack. “Maybe,” she answered as Martha and the doctor came towards them.
“Ready to go?” the doctor asked.
“Definitely. I’m so out of here,” Faith stated.
“I don’t think she likes herself,” Jack said with a smirk.
“She so isn’t me.”
“I think she looks nice,” the doctor stated as he headed for the door.
“Don’t listen to them,” Martha said and linked arms with Faith.
Faith glanced at Martha a little surprised. There weren’t a lot of people who linked arms with her in such a casual way. She kind of liked it.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----Another AU Buffyverse:
“I really thought this was it,” Faith stated as they headed back to the TARDIS. When she saw Buffy slaying a demon her hopes grew that she actually was home now. But Buffy seemed rather surprised to see her, since she apparently died during the last battle in Sunnydale.
“There are a lot of universes,” the doctor said. “But we won’t give up.”
Faith smiled. It was nice that they simply stopped whatever they were doing to try and get her home. Apart from that she had never felt so comfortable in anyone’s presence right from the beginning. People usually didn’t get along with her that easily. She knew that it was mainly her fault. Was she getting better at socializing now or were they just easy to get along with?
“How about a drink?” Faith then asked. They were almost at the TARDIS, which was parked next to a club.
“A drink?” the doctor asked raising an eyebrow.
“I’ve seen enough realities for today,” Faith decided. “How about having some fun before we leave again?”
“I like that idea,” Jack stated and already headed for the club.
“Why not,” Martha said and pulled the doctor with her.
A few minutes later the four of them were in the club and Faith ordered some drinks at the bar.
“Oh no, not for me,” the doctor objected.
“Oh come on.” Faith pushed the tequila towards him. “The last to finish pays.” That said she downed hers. Jack and Martha quickly followed.
The doctor sighed, glanced at the tiny glass and finally downed it as well. It wasn’t like alcohol affected him as quickly as humans anyway.
“See, that wasn’t so bad,” Faith stated with a grin. “You’re still paying though.”
About an hour later Martha came back from the toilet. The doctor was still sitting at the bar, talking to a blonde. She looked a lot like Rose. Martha sighed. Then she glanced around for Jack and Faith. They were on the dance floor and obviously barely managed to keep their hands off each other. Great; everyone seemed to have someone. It wasn’t like she didn’t want them to be happy. She just wasn’t really in the mood to see happy couples. Looking around she felt even worse. The club was full of happy couples. It all reminded her of Tom and how she walked in on him and that woman. She really thought he was the right one. She even married him.
“Can I buy you a drink?” someone asked and Martha turned around.
“You look like you need a drink and someone to cheer you up.”
Martha smiled slightly at that and nodded. The rather good looking man led her to the bar and ordered her a cocktail. Martha took the drink and sat down on an empty bar stool. Maybe a little flirt of her own would take her mind off of Tom.
The doctor glanced around. Jack and Faith were enjoying themselves on the dance floor, but where was Martha? She had been gone way too long already and he was stuck here, listening to the blonde that reminded him way too much of Rose. He could barely stand to look at her.
He then finally spotted Martha at the other end of the bar. She was talking to a man who had his back to him. He wished he could just go over to her, but didn’t think that would be fair. Martha seemed to enjoy herself. He didn’t want to ruin that. She was rather down since they met again. Maybe things hadn’t gone so well with her fiancée. Some attention from another man probably would be good for her then and he definitely was the wrong guy for that, since Martha used to fancy him and he didn’t return the feelings in that way.
Emptying his drink the doctor excused himself, leaving the blonde at the bar. It might be rude to just leave like that, but he had to get out of there. Martha, Jack and Faith knew where the TARDIS was. They’d find him eventually.
Faith licked her lips and glanced up at Jack. He was a good dancer and looked hot even with suspenders. She wouldn’t have thought that was possible before she met Jack.
Swinging her hips seductively Faith then turned around and pressed herself against Jack, who didn’t seem to mind in the slightest. His arms traveled down her sides as they moved to the rhythm of the music together.
Faith felt Jacks lips against her neck and was about to suggest that they head back to the TARDIS when her eyes fell on a guy that was leading Martha out of the club. Her slayer senses started to tingle. She groaned and stepped away from Jack.
Jack looked at her with a smirk. “Want to head back to the TARDIS?”
Faith sighed. She really wanted to.
“Later. Right now we have to make sure that vamp doesn’t drain Martha,” Faith said already moving towards the back door.
Jack’s eyes widened, then he hurried after her.
Faith swung the door open and rushed out. The vampire had Martha pressed against the wall and was leaning over her. Faith grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him away from her.
The vampire stumbled back, then turned around and hissed at her.
“You smell good, too.”
Faith smirked. “I do? Well, then the last thing you smell was good at least.” She pulled out her stake and flipped it in her hand.
The vampire’s eyes widened as he seemed to realize who he was dealing with.
“Slayer,” he hissed. “We’ve been waiting to get one of you.”
Faith frowned. She didn’t like the sound of that. Stepping forward she punched him in the face.
Jack rushed to Martha as Faith dealt with the vampire. She didn’t seem to be hurt.
“Jack?” Martha asked and started to sway slightly.
Jack quickly reached out to steady her.
“I’m right here.”
He briefly glanced to Faith, but the slayer seemed to have everything under control.
“How many did you drink?” he then asked looking back at Martha.
“Just 1… no, 2.”
Jack rolled his eyes. “The first and the last one, you mean?”
“Get her back to the TARDIS,” Faith called.
Jack was torn between wanting to get Martha to safety and staying with Faith. But since the vampire was on the ground already Jack decided that Faith would be fine and started to lead Martha towards the TARDIS. Then four vampires suddenly jumped from the roof of the club and landed in front of them. Jack frowned and pulled his gun.
The vampires snorted. Jack shot and even hit one of them, but the vampire barely blinked. Oh great, he really needed some stakes.
“Stay behind me,” he told Martha and leaned her against a wall.
Faith staked the vampire. Then she heard a shot and turned around. There were four more vampires and they were heading for Jack and Martha. Faith sprinted forward and knocked one vampire away from them. Then something hit her in the back. She stumbled forward and got kicked in the chest hard.
Faith ignored the pain that rushed through her and got up quickly. Unfortunately the vampires were between her and the others now. She’d have to get rid of them fast.
Jack continued to shoot at the vampires, but that didn’t really make a difference. It barely slowed them down, if he hit them at all. He knew that Faith was trying her best to kill them quickly, but there were four of them. She managed to keep three busy. That still left one for him.
Jack wasn’t a bad fighter, but he was no match for this particular old and strong male vampire. It didn’t take long and he was knocked against the wall hard, bleeding from several small wounds already. The vampire glanced from him to Martha, probably wondering if she’d be tastier.
“Over my dead body,” Jack called and jumped forward.
“Fine by me.”
Jack kicked and boxed as much as he could, trying to keep the vampire away from Martha and buy Faith some time. She had already staked one of her attackers, which meant he just had to hold on a little longer.
“Just hold still,” the vampire snapped, and then pulled something out of his jacket.
Before Jack knew what was happening the vampire moved very quickly and drove a knife into his stomach. Pain rushed through Jack, paralyzing him momentarily.
“That’s better,” the vampire muttered, pulled Jack’s shirt from his neck and bit.
Faith just staked the second vampire when she saw that another one sank his teeth in Jack’s neck. Her eyes widened and she rushed towards them. However, she didn’t make it. The remaining vampire she had been fighting kicked her in the knee, hit her in the chest and pushed her to the ground.
Her chest was aching, her head throbbing, but Faith wasn’t willing to give up. She never gave up and especially not when a vampire was sucking the life out of Jack!
The vampire jumped onto Faith, who was trying to reach her stake, while holding him off with her other hand. Then the vampire suddenly exploded into a wave of dust.
“Hm, not that hard,” the doctor stated and grinned down at her.
Faith jumped up, grabbed the doctor’s stake and rushed towards Jack, driving the stake into the vampire sucking on his neck. The vampire exploded into dust as well. Jack blinked, then collapsed into Faith’s arms.
Meanwhile, the doctor went over to Martha to check on her.
Faith put Jack down on the ground and noticed the knife in his chest. Her eyes widened. He was even worse than she feared.
“He needs a doctor.” Faith glanced around, then grabbed Martha by the arm. “You’re a doctor, right?”
“Leave her alone. She’s been drugged,” the doctor objected.
Faith stared at him. What the hell was the doctor’s problem? First he helped her, then Martha while Jack was the one in real danger.
“Then call an ambulance.”
The doctor shook his head while kneeling down next to Jack. “He’s going to be fine.”
“What? You’re a medical doctor, too?” She had never asked what kind of doctor he actually was.
“Well, … kind of. But Jack doesn’t really need a doctor. What he needs is this…” He leaned over Jack and pulled out the knife.” He wasn’t sure if Jack would come back while the knife was still in his chest. If he did it would probably be painful. Besides that, leaving it in would just prolong the inevitable and definitely cause Jack more pain.
Faith’s eyes widened and she quickly leaned forward, pressing her hands over the now rapidly bleeding wound. You weren’t supposed to pull knives out of wounds. Everyone knew that!
“What are you doing?”
Jack groaned, then stopped moving.
“Jack? Jack!” Faith screamed. “No, don’t do that!” She couldn’t lose him, too!
“Call an ambulance. NOW!”
The doctor went over to her and tried to pull her away from Jack.
“Faith he’s going to be okay. He’ll wake up soon and everything is going to be fine.”
Faith stared at him and pushed him away. Then she leaned over Jack and felt for a pulse. There was none.
“It’s not going to be okay”, she shouted turning to the doctor. “He’s dead.”
“Well, technically he is… right now…”
“What is wrong with you?” Faith snapped, interrupting him. She couldn’t believe this. Why was the doctor acting like everything was fine? It wasn’t. Nothing was fine anymore! First Dean died and now Jack. She knew that she didn’t deserve to be happy after what she did in the past, but why did people she cared about have to pay for that? Why did they have to die?
Faith felt herself fall backwards, until she was sitting on the ground. Her gaze fell on Jack’s lifeless body. This couldn’t be happening. She should have kept him safe. She was a slayer; she should have fought the vampires off! It was her job. She should have been faster.
She then noticed that the doctor was leaning over her, holding her by the arms and shaking her slightly.
“Faith, listen to me. Jack will be fine. He’ll wake up any second now. He can’t die.”
“But he did,” Faith muttered, feeling defeated and utterly alone. Then she scrambled backwards, away from the doctor, and got up.
The doctor stared at Faith. She wasn’t listening to him and he had no idea how to get through to her. He briefly glanced over to Jack. It was really time to wake up for his friend.
When the doctor turned back to Faith she was walking away.
“Faith,” he called and cursed. This really wasn’t going well. He couldn’t run after her and leave Martha and Jack behind like this. He followed Faith a few steps and then saw that she was heading for the TARDIS. Good; at least she wasn’t running off. As soon as Jack woke up he could go and talk to her.
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