FFA Submission 985
Disclaimer- I don’t own Buffy, Faith, Sam or any of the crew, I just use them in my writing, just for fun, never for profit “Cause that’s wrong!”
Sam felt the shift as normal, only to find himself on his back, feeling battered and bruised. He was looking up at the alter of a church, quite apparent by the stained glass window. Looking up, one of the first things that caught his eye right before the fist was a petite blonde, straddling her, glaring vicious destruction at her as she pounded at her head. She was screaming at her with every swing. Sam raised his hand to stop it. Their hands touched. A feeling like leaping came over him, only not as complete. Suddenly he was looking from by the alter at a curvy brunette laying on the floor in front of the alter, a confused animalistic fear in her eyes. She got to her feet and ran.