A.N – Well, it has certainly been a while. Honestly, this story was only supposed to be a one-shot. However, many of you have requested I continue, and I thought it only fair that I do just that. I wrote this rather quickly, but it's really just a little something to hold you over until I have the time to write the rest. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and thank you for reading and reviewing!
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After watching Buffy and Faith head out, Cassie walks up to Faith, who is still on her porch. At first, they just stand there not really looking at each other. Curiosity plus some frustration at the silence, Cassie breaks the silence and asks, "So... what did you and...Faith talk about? It looked to be important. Do you know her?" Faye, taken aback by the sudden interrogation, took a second to respond. "Not much really. She just said some stuff about her and I being a lot alike. That's all. And, no, I don't know her." Cassie looked at Faye with a furrowed brow. From what she had seen earlier, Faye's story didn't seem to be the whole truth, but it doesn't look like she's going to tell her, so she let's it go for now. "Oh, do you think she's right? About you two being alike." Faye finally looks at Cassie, and Cassie's eyes widen almost comically. Faye is smiling. She's smiling at Cassie. It's a real smile; not the sensual smirk she usually has, and it's the most beautiful smile Cassie has ever seen. Coming back to reality, Cassie just catches Faye's words. "I'd say so." Cassie furrows her brow and asks, "You'd say what?" Faye chuckles and smiles at her again, and it takes everything within Cassie to keep her brain from short-circuiting. Faye replies, "I'd say Faith was right about her and I being alike. That's what you asked, right?" Cassie stutters, "O-oh, yes, that's right. I did."
For Cassie, there's an uncomfortable silence that falls between herself and Faye. She begins to fidget and pull at her shirt. Faye looks at her questioningly and slightly concerned. "Are you alright, Cassie?" Cassie starts, "Huh? Oh! Yeah, I'm fine. It's just getting late, and I'm really tired." Faye feels slight disappointment, but quickly hides it. "Then, you should go inside and get some rest. It has been a long night." Cassie nods, but doesn't move. She opens her mouth to say something, but quickly closes it and scurries to the front door. It's a lot closer than she expected it to be, and she barrels right into it. "Ow!" Faye rushes over to help and asks, "Are you aright?" Cassie hurriedly squeaks, "Y-yes, yes, I'm fine. It was just a lot closer than I thought. Sorry. I should go." She opens the door, steps inside, but before she can close it, Faye yells, "Wait!" Cassie pauses and looks at Faye. Faye takes that as an opening. "Tomorrow is Saturday... and I was wondering... um... if maybe you wanted to hang out." Cassie tilts her head to the left in thought. "With everyone?" Faye sucks in a breath. "Well, no... just me. Would you like to hang out with me?" Cassie asks, "Tomorrow?" Faye smiles, "Yes." Faye doesn't know just how long she stood on Cassie's front porch waiting for an answer, but it certainly felt like hours of what could have been a few seconds. Finally, Cassie smiles and says, "Yeah, I'd love to hang out with you tomorrow." Faye smiles again, but it seems strained, like she's forcing herself not to burst at the seams, which is exactly what she's trying not to do. She exclaims, "Great! I'll be here around noon." Cassie laughs, "Great. I'll be here." They laugh, say their goodnights, and go their separate ways.
When Faye returns home, she couldn't have been more happy. She finally has a chance to show Cassie the real Faye. She let her come out a little tonight, and it felt great. The fact that she and Cassie hadn't fought at all was progress. Cassie even seemed excited about hanging out. She had said, "I'd love to hang out with you tomorrow." She would love to hang out with ME. Now, all I need to do is plan, but that can be done tomorrow, Faye thought. As Faye gets into her routine of getting ready for bed, Cassie is lying awake in her own bed with her thoughts going one hundred miles per hour.
What just happened? Why was Faye being nice? Why did she ask me to hang out? Why did she have to smile like THAT? Such a beautiful smile on such a beautiful per-WHOA STOP ABORT ABORT, Cassie practically flies out her bed. She begins pacing. "What the hell, Cassie? You can't be thinking stuff like that. Especially, about Faye of all people." But it's not the first time you've thought it. "Well, no, I've always noticed her gorgeous bo- nope, stop right there. What the hell am I doing? Talking to myself! That's what I'm doing." Cassie jumps face first onto her bed and screams into her pillow. I just need sleep; that's all. She flips over, crawls into the covers, and with an exasperated sigh, she falls into a restless sleep.
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A.N. - This isn't really what I had in mind when I first began writing this chapter, but hey, I think it turned out alright. Thank you for all the support! It's because of you all that I even considered continuing. And if you hate it, well, there's not much I can do.