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Summary: BtVS/Anita Blake (Buffy/Spike) Rated R. After the Events of Chosen, Buffy & Faith relocate to St. Louis. *Title Art Added!*

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NOTE: This chapter is rated FR7

Chapter One


Title: Blood Ties
Author: Trace (
Summary: After the events of Chosen, Buffy and Faith relocate to St.Louis.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from the BtVS or ABVH universe. My only claim is the plot, and it's not making me any money.

Chapter One:

"I don't get it. It's been six months. Why now?" Faith questioned, glaring at the elegant handwriting on the card that had come with an arrangement of Queen of the Night tulips, so dark a red that they looked black.

Buffy shrugged. "Maybe keeping a low profile worked, for a change. Someone you know probably tipped him off that we were here."

Faith turned a dark look on the blonde Slayer. "You mean someone I slept with."

Buffy shrugged. "It could happen. He Calls wolves, right? Wasn't your last boy-toy a wolf? Jacob, or whatever his name was?"

"Jason," Faith corrected absently.

"Whatever. The Master Calls wolves, you slept with a wolf two nights ago, and now we're getting summoned to the depths of Hell," Buffy said.

"I'd hardly call the Circus the depths of Hell. People take their
kids there; it can't be that bad," Faith replied wryly.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "I can't imagine what kind of parent would take their kids to a place where vampires are running the show, nevermind all the other wierd stuff," she said, absently rubbing her own large, rounded belly.

"That's because you know their darker side. These people probably never heard of the Hellmouth, much less what vampires and 'shifters were like there," Faith pointed out.

Buffy pouted. "Sure, be logical."

Faith laughed. "Hey, one of us has to be," she teased before turning serious. "He wants us there at full dark. Think we can get away with packing?"

The blonde Slayer sighed. "Who knows? They can smell gun-oil, so probably not. Can't say I'm liking the idea of going unarmed, though."

"Me either. We can probably get away with crosses, if we tape them down so they don't fall out of our shirts and start shining at odd moments," Faith offered.

"You're the only one who'll have THAT problem," Buffy pointed out. "I don't wear clothes that my chest is liable to fall out of if I move wrong."

"You used to," Faith teased her.

"That was before I looked like I swallowed the Good-Year blimp," Buffy reminded her acerbically.

Faith laughed. "C'mon, you're not THAT big."

"Says the girl who can still fit the clothes she wore a year ago,"
Buffy groused.

Faith held her hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. You win. You still have to decide what to wear, though."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "I have a total of four shirts that fit,
Faith, and two pairs of pants. I don't think it's going to be that
hard a decision."

"So what're you going to wear, then?"

"I don't see why I have to change. I don't remember the invite saying anything about it being a formal occasion," the blonde Slayer commented.

"Yeah, but somehow, I don't think sweatpants and a shirt that
says 'Bite Me' is going to make a good first impression," Faith
observed, smirking.

"Who says I want to make a good impression? I just want fang-face to leave me the hell alone," Buffy retorted.

"Fine, be difficult. I'm going to go change. Maybe YOU don't want to look like a grown-up, but I do," Faith said, heading for her bedroom.

Buffy pouted, looking down at her comfortable, if not fashionable, ensemble. "I look like a grown-up," she muttered, then sighed in defeat and headed for her own room to change.

"I can't believe I'm changing clothes to meet a vampire. Giles would choke on his tea if he knew about this," she grumbled.

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