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Tweak says, "Winter is Coming"

Oliver Pike (notafishie) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-04-01 15:22:00

Entry tags:

faith lehane, pike

Who: Pike and Faith
What: Fight’s over. Pike has his mind back. They need to talk.
When: Last night, after the fight, before anybody got all Musical Chairs With Fleshy Bits.
Where: Their motel room.
Rating: PG-13, maybe?
Status: Incomplete

Things had been sort of quiet since the fight. Faith had seemed skittish, which Pike supposed was understandable. He’d promptly lost his mind after getting it back. How many had he slain? He could remember the three he’d taken down in the first minute or so of being sane, but after that they all sort of blended together. At least six, he thought, if not more. He still had the sword he’d taken off the first demon he’d slain, because by his rules of combat the sword was his now. He never really had any problem taking a good weapon off a dead enemy. Maybe that was morbid, or maybe he’d played one too many RPGs. Whatever, it was better than buying weapons, although he did still plan on buying a set of butterfly swords.

Of course, right now, his thoughts were mostly on Faith. Even after being batshit crazy, and then rage-out crazy, Pike’s first thoughts were for other people. Faith was foremost in them, but he also wanted to talk to Buffy. He remembered her apologizing to him in that post he’d made, despite it pretty clearly not being her fault. But for now, there was something he needed to talk to Faith about. He hadn’t done it right there after the battle, or on the way back, because it wasn’t something he thought Faith would want other people seeing, but it needed to be done all the same.

Pike tiredly unlocked the motel room door and held it open, giving Faith a tired smile and gesturing for her to go on ahead first. He’d gotten the idea that she liked the chivalry back when they went to Five Guys, so he’d kept it up. Once she was in, he followed behind her and closed the door behind them. And almost immediately reached out and gently laid his hand on her arm. “Hey,” he said softly, nodding towards the bed. “Sit down for a sec? We need to talk.” His tone was gentle, and while it was clear it was important to him, he wasn’t being pushy. But he was hoping she’d sit down, at least for a second.

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slayersocialwrk
2010-04-02 04:06 am UTC (link)

Faith was in a weird mood. Not over the fight. Because, you know, fighting was her thing. She didn't mind that one bit. It was the after part that was weird. The part where she'd taken it upon herself to save Buffy. Not only that, but she'd made sure she was okay after. It wasn't something she wanted to talk about, but...well, it was on her mind.

When she'd finally grabbed Pike and the two had left the site, she realized about halfway back to the motel that she should have been cold. She'd left her jacket with the other Slayer-mostly because it had been covered in blood. She'd have to get a new one, but she wouldn't think about that at the moment.

Once they finally reached the hotel, she passed him his key so that he could unlock it, then headed in once it was open. She wasn't as hungry as she usually was after a good fight, and while she was pretty horny, she wasn't going to jump Pike. Not yet, anyway. He needed a break, what with the being crazy just a short time before.

When he touched her arm and spoke, she paused at feeling his warm hand, and it actually reminded her of the chilly night she'd just walked through. Faith glanced at him, then shrugged. "Sure." There was nothing to talk about in her opinion, but if he wanted to, so be it. She headed for the bed and plopped down onto it, then looked at him.

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notafishie
2010-04-02 04:53 am UTC (link)

He took a moment to deposit his new sword in a corner of the room, letting it lean at a slight diagonal against the wall. Then he moved over to the bed and dropped down beside her. He was tired, and she was right, he needed a break. Truthfully, a large part of him wanted to just wrap his arms around her and sleep for a week. But there were more important things he needed right now, chief among them making sure she didn't doubt how much she really meant to him.

It took him a minute to get started. He was tired, which made it harder for him to sort through the jumble of thoughts and feelings bouncing around in his head right now. Still, it had to be done. When he finally did get started, his voice was soft but resolute. "I remember what I did and said when I was," he paused, and instead of saying crazy he just lifted a hand, fingers pointing to his temple, and waggled them. It was an accurate description, maybe more accurate than just saying 'crazy'. "I remember you taking care of me." At that, he laid a hand gently on her arm. "I remember you singing to me, which by the way was the highlight of my day." He smiled at her, and despite how tired he was, it was still beaming. "And I remember saying I love you."

He turned to look at her, trying to catch her eyes with his. This was important. He needed her to know he was telling her nothing but the truth. "I also know I was saying a lot of things. Some of them were pretty nonsensical and didn't mean anything. So I want to say this one again, with a totally clear, sane mind." He squeezed her arm gently. "I love you, Faith. I love you, and I never want you to doubt that or think I'm just rambling."

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slayersocialwrk
2010-04-03 01:09 am UTC (link)

Faith glanced to the sword, almost jealously, but to be honest? She preferred daggers. Swords were a bit bulky-though she would use them when necessary. But it seemed like everyone had cool weapons lately. Buffy and Lucifer's sword, Vi and the scythe, now Pike and this sword. She reached into her jacket and pulled out his gun, handing it over to him. "Here. Borrowed it." When he was crazy. She was glad he was back to normal-because him being crazy? Not something she liked. She'd felt very non-prepared to deal with it, and wouldn't have been able to deal with it for long.

When Pike said he remembered, she tensed a little, looking over at him. Her dark gaze flickered down to his hand, then back up to him. "It wasn't anything." Was said in response to the singing comment. Her colored a little and her eyes fell. She was embarrassed that he remembered that. She kept her eyes down as he continued.

Then he said that word again. She froze in total shock, wide eyes slowly raising to stare at him. For a long moment, she just continued to stare, and when she finally spoke...it was way less than epic.

"Huh?"

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notafishie
2010-04-03 01:56 am UTC (link)

He took the gun when it was passed to him, but then discarded it on the nighstand. He remembered, even if it was like looking at things through a foggy glass. Most things. Others stood out. Like Faith singing to him. Even as scrambled as his brain was, he still loved her, and the fact that she sang to him was...it was big, and it made him happy. He knew that wasn't something she would do for just anyone, and he knew that she had probably wanted to be out there looking for Glory, but she'd stayed and embarrassed herself to make him feel better.

He wished she could see how amazing she really was.

When she finally looked up at him, he just smiled softly and waited. Admittedly, the response that came might not have been epic, but it wasn't entirely unexpected. This was big. He kept the little smile up, sliding his hand down to rest atop hers. "I love you." He hesitated a moment, and then slowly lifted her hand, pressing it against his chest, atop his heart. "This is yours, Faith. I'm yours."

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slayersocialwrk
2010-04-03 02:16 am UTC (link)

Faith stared at him in silence for a long moment, her eyes flickering from his to their hands on his chest to his gaze, then back again. She shook her head a little, pulling away. "No...this is crazy." She shook her head a second time. "You're wacked." She stood, backing away from him with a slightly panicked look in her eye. Okay, more than slightly. She was in full-out panic.

No one had ever spoken those words to her. She had no idea how to respond-sure, he made her feel something-but she didn't know what love felt like. Never having experienced it in her life, she was at a loss.

"Take it back." And apparently, panic made her revert to being a younger teen.

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notafishie
2010-04-03 02:55 am UTC (link)

Pike stood slowly, keeping both hands up with his palms facing her. He could tell she was freaked and didn't want to aggravate that further. At the same time, he wasn't going to take it back. Now that it was finally out in the open, he couldn't take it back. He didn't move toward her, but he did turn to face her. "There is nothing on this or any world I wouldn't do for you," he told her. "I would die for you." He would kill for her, too, although he hoped he'd never have to.

He'd even sell his soul for her.

"Except taking it back," he told her, his voice soft but firm. "That's something I can't do, Faith. Love isn't really the kind of thing you just take back." He smiled gently. "I'm not going to hurt you, Faith. I never want to hurt you. Even with my brains scrambled, even hallucinating that kid, even with the feeling of things crawling all over me, do you want to know what scared me the most?" He gave her a second, but it wasn't really a question he was aiming for an answer to. "The thought of you going out there and getting yourself hurt or-" His voice broke. He didn't even want to say it. "Or worse. Even with everything else that was going on, that was the most terrifying thing."

Then he did start moving toward her, slowly, one step at a time. "I will never leave you. I will never give up on you. No matter what you do, no matter what happens, I will always be here, right by your side." He tried to catch her eyes. "I'll be right here, for as long as you'll have me."

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slayersocialwrk
2010-04-03 03:08 am UTC (link)

She wasn't good enough for him. She knew it-why couldn't he see this, too? She should've left, that day in the bus station. Before he started to fall for her.

Before she started having feelings for him.

Faith shook her head again, looking up at him a little pleadingly. "Stop saying that...I..I can't deal with this right now." The Slayer lifted her hands a little helplessly. It'd been a rough few days. Between meeting Kendra-whose death she'd seen-and him getting brain-sucked by Glory, and her helping Buffy instead of killing her. Her own brain was starting to hurt. She raised a hand to her hair.

"Please, just...not now, okay?" But the words wouldn't leave her mind. Despite that she was trying to not think about it, his words gave her a small, warm and fuzzy feeling she wasn't used to. And she kinda liked it.

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notafishie
2010-04-03 04:00 am UTC (link)

Pike nodded slowly. "Okay. When you're ready." He smiled again, to make sure she knew he wasn't angry or upset with her. He wasn't either of those things. He understood what she was saying. This was big. She needed time. That was fair.

Or he'd been monumentally stupid and telling her now had been an epic misstep.

He didn't let those doubts show, either. He was self-aware enough to know that they were his own insecurities, and probably not true. Possibly. Maybe. "I think we both deserve some R&R after the last couple days. Don't you?"

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slayersocialwrk
2010-04-03 04:35 am UTC (link)

Faith eyed him a moment longer, then slowly nodded. "Yeah. Sleeping would be good." Very slowly she relaxed, moving around him towards the bed. Her eyes were clouded with confusion, and she carefully kept her gaze away from him as she began to strip off her clothes. She really was tired, after all, and she just couldn't sleep if she tried to keep all her clothes on. Not now that she was settled, anyway.

'Cause that's what she was. Settled. At home. She wasn't on the verge running, for once, and she didn't really want to leave anymore. Unless he came with her.

She was gonna have to talk to Ruby and Andrea about this-because honestly? She had no idea what to do. She slid into the bed slowly after leaving her clothes in a pile by the bed, then glanced over at him to see if he was coming too.

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notafishie
2010-04-06 03:28 am UTC (link)

Pike watched her for a moment, a fond little smile playing over his lips for a moment. She may have doubted herself, but he didn't. He wouldn't. Corny as it may be, he had faith in Faith. Maybe it was stupid, to have that kind of faith in a person, but honestly Pike found it less idiotic than putting your money on a higher power. Most of them were inscrutable dicks, no matter the world. At least people were understandable.

He moved over to his side of the bed, dropping clothes as he went. He actually wasn't expecting anything, but he liked feeling Faith's skin on his, even if they were just snuggled up against each other. Her warmth was intoxicating in any way, shape, or form. He smiled when she looked up at him and gave her a little playful look like there was never any doubt he was coming, because in his mind, there wasn't. Where she went, so did he.

Plus he was tired too.

He slid into the bed beside her. He felt her shying away and slid his arm around her, pulling her close. Instead of saying anything, he just draped one arm over her waist and another around her shoulders and smiled reassuringly at her. It was going to be okay.

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