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ROME

Spike didn’t know it but, again hundred miles away, Buffy was thinking the same thing. But she had to concentrate.
“OK, Faith, Bring it on”
“You’re watchin’ too many Matrix movies B,”
They circled, each looking for an opening. Faith moved in, punching towards the middle. Buffy spun out and aimed a kick to her back which hit home. They circled again. They both lunged each meeting in the middle with a kick and a block.
The fight went by in a whirl, till Faith found herself on her back.
“SO, who’s the one not watching enough Matrix movies” Buffy leapt up, offering a hand to the bested Faith. “You need to get some imagination or I’ll always beat you.”
“You keep telling yourself that B”
They walked towards the water fountain each filling a cup and leaning against the wall.
“Have you heard from Price lately” Faith took a sip of her water, looking expectantly at Buffy.
“No, something’s going down in L.A. though, I can feel if. But since Angel started keeping me out of the loop, and now Wesley has overlooked to inform me, were stuck with no informant from L.A.”
“I think your just itching for a fight, ever since the Hellmouth…”
“Don’t say it Faith, I don’t need to be reminded of him”
“I thought you were getting over that, what’s it been? 5 months now…”
“157 days”
“Good god girl, we have to get you out. Were going clubbin’ tonight whether you like it or not.”
“Faith….” Faith set down her water and started towards the showers, Buffy in tow.
“No buts, were going out. Now get out before I start stripping” She closed the door of the showers, effectively ending the conversation.

ROME CLUB ~La Notte Bella Ha venuto a contatto di Da Cold Day (The Beautiful Night Met by the Cold Day)
– 10 pm

Tainted Love by Marilyn Manson blasted threw out the club. Lights and special effect smoke was everywhere, following people as they clung to others, grinding to the music. Sweat mingled with good liquor making the beat of the club fast and furious.
Buffy and Faith made their way through the crowd towards the bar, ordering their first drinks of the evening. After taking a few sips of courage, Faith pulled Buffy onto the dance floor, and started to make the boys drool and wish that they were alone. Buffy and Faith swung around each other, acting like each other grinding poles. The next song came on, Other Side by the Red Hot Chile Peppers, and Buffy and Faith kept going, knowing they weren’t even close to being done. The smoke just kept entwined with their legs, the only dance partner brave enough to do so.
The middle of the song hit and Buffy and Faith started to get separated by the crowd.
Buffy closed her eyes letting the music flow threw her, and her mind giving into the mind numbing beat. When she opened them she was met with the bluest eyes she had ever seen, the ones that always made her heart skip a beat. There he was, through the crowd. She drank in his appearance, afraid if she closed her eyes it would all be a dream. Someone then took the opportunity to bump her shoulder and start grinding with her. Making her blink and turn around. She turned back looking franticly for those eyes again but found none. She closed her eyes willing for her tears to go away opening then again just to turn and grind with the man that had bumped her so she could get that mind numbing bliss again.


ROME-Outside Club

“How do we always just miss her?” Angel asked the air.
“What are who so worried about peaches? You have a girlfriend, why so into the Slayer?” Spike paced back and forth knowing something was about to happen. Something bad.
Angel grabbed Spikes collar and pushed him against a near by wall.
“She’s the love of my life, and you, all you are to her a sniveling whining stalker that takes all the crumbs he can get while making puppy eyes as she passes by.” Angel threw him down and started to pace himself.
“Oui, no need to get so testy now, you feelin’ threatened peaches? …”
“Why do I work with you?!” Angel yelled at the sky, searching for an answer somewhere.
“Kill now, ask question later.” And Spike was suddenly hot wiring a vespa, making Angel get on board, and racing after their bad guy.

~
2 am

“OK, your right that was exactly what I needed,” Buffy stumbled out of the club with Faith, both giggling the whole way.
“Yes, see Buffy,” Faith stood up a little straighter. “Your just an old stick in the mud” Both bursting into giggles.
“Yes, yes, but a very attractive stick” They then started on there way home, giggling all the way.

~

7am

“I am never EVER drinking again, drinking = bad.” Buffy stumbled out of bed holding her head. She made her way over to the curtains and closed them, blocking the hurtful rays from her hang over. She then stumbled back and tried to reach the peaceful shores of slumber.
“Buffy, BUFFY!” Dawn crashed into the room shouting her name. Buffy moaned and tried to bury her head in her pillow.
“Oh, goddess Buffy there you are, guess what! I found something, a prophecy!”
“Unless it evolves you getting out of this room, bye bye”
“No, it has him in it.”
Buffy bolted up, grabbing her head when the room spun threateningly.
“What Dawn, what has it have to do with him?” Buffy rose slowly off the bed hoping that she wasn’t dreaming.
“He suppose to come back, Buffy. He’s supposed to come back.” Dawn took a tentative step forward, just in case Buffy decided to shut down again like the last time they talked about him.
“How? When?” Buffy took a few blinks, and started to resemble to Dawn of a goldfish out of water.
“3 months ago, and well…”
“Just tell me Dawn”
“By Lindsay, the ex-Wolfram and Hart staff member. The job that Angel now has,”
“But that’s not possible, he would have called, Angle at the very least would have told me. No, it’s not true. God why isn’t it true?” Buffy slowly lowered herself to the bed, her head in her hands, forcing herself to take deep breaths.
“Buffy, clam down, maybe he’s just not able to, We can go to L.A. and check”
“Dawn, I…I can’t…I can’t do that to myself.”
“But Buffy…”
“No Dawn! I just can’t”
“Fine, but I can’t understand how you can just let him go that easily when he saved all our lives!” She stormed out of her room, slamming the door behind her, making Buffy cringe.
Her head still in her hands, Buffy let it out for about millionth time since that fateful day at the Hellmouth.

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