Part 1 - The Warden's Offer

Kathryn Merteuil stepped out of the van, glaring. This was still all unbelievable to her. She was actually going to prison. *Well, I'll just handle this like everything else. I'm in control.* She smirked at the nervous guard and his awkward behavior... so obviously because he was attracted to her.

No one could fault him on that though. The petite brunette was striking, with her dark hair and pale skin.

Her big green eyes glittered angrily as she sneered at the gawking group. "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. Uh... over here, miss." The guard clumsily guided her through the gate. "The warden would like to meet you."

"Whatever! Can we hurry this up?! I've been in the back of that van all damn day." Kathryn glared at them.

The female guard shoved her roughly inside. "Quiet down, Princess!"

"Hey! Watch it!" The male guard scolded the other one as he quickly caught Kathryn to prevent her from falling. She gave him a sexy smile. He swallowed hard and smiled back. "Are you okay, miss?"

"Yes. Thank you. You're such a gentleman. What's your name?" She asked fluttering her eyelashes.

He tipped his hat and stuttered like a school boy. "William. My name is William."

The female guard rolled her eyes. "Bring her this way, Romeo." She snickered and led the way.

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Kathryn sat across from the fat, stubby warden who insisted on leering at her. She found him repulsive, but playing the game was her specialty so she flirted shamelessly.

"Well hello, sir. I'm Kathryn." She held her hand out which he took and bowed over, planting a kiss on it.

"You are lovely just like a delicate rose, Miss Merteuil. I'm so glad that you've been assigned to my penitentiary. I think we can both help each other out." The greasy pig held a chair for her. "You see, you're a real lady. Unlike most of these savages." His eyes gleamed with hatred.

"I'm here to cooperate, warden. I'd like a good recommendation for my parole hearing. Is that feasible?" Kathryn studied the stout man carefully.

"I like the way you think. And yes, it's very feasible. You see, I need some help with a certain inmate, and I think you're just the candidate for the job." He rubbed his hands together with delight. "Play it right and it's an earlier release.... But if you screw up, you may just leave in a box. Willing to take the chance?"

"Try me." The beautiful brunette smirked. Yes, this was her specialty, scheming.

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Faith laid on her bunk, tossing the ball at the ceiling. She was so bored; it was almost painful. Damn, everyone had a roomate but her... just `cause she kicked the last one's ass. *Geez, like it was my fault the stupid bitch hit on me. She's lucky I didn't slit her throat.* The slayer snickered as she caught the ball. She did regret beating the woman, because at least the cow was someone to talk to.

Her punishment of no new cellmate didn't matter at first, but now she was climbing the walls. *That bastard warden! I could kill him... ugh! But I won't.* She frowned and started throwing the ball again.

"Faith! On your feet!" The guard yelled, hitting the bars with her baton. "You have a new cellmate."

The other guard laughed as she looked at Kathryn. "Good luck, Princess. Faith's a real killer. She beat her last cellmate within an inch of her life. I give you a week." She chuckled loudly as she shoved the petite brunette into the cell.

Faith got off the top bunk and stood at the back of the cell like she was supposed to. She had her light switched off so the room was bathed in shadows. The slayer watched as the girl stumbled forward.

Kathryn swallowed down her fear and looked up, surprised by what she saw. In front of her stood a gorgeous girl, dark and mysterious looking. Kathryn was intrigued, but hid her interest behind a mask of contempt.

"Let's get this straight. I may look dainty, but I'm in here for murder so watch yourself, because one more won't make any difference to me. Play nice and I can help you out; I'm quite rich." Kathryn decided to nip it in the bud and let her know who's boss.

Faith tilted her head back and laughed. She stepped close and lifted Kathryn off the floor with one hand. "You're funny, and I'm bored so I won't kill you... yet." She reached up and pulled the string on the light bulb, getting her first good look at the girl she held.

Kathryn squinted against the bright light and glared her hatred at Faith.

"HOLY SHIT!" Faith paled as she set the girl down gently.

Kathryn smiled at the reaction. *I guess the warden was right.* She watched curiously as the tough brunette backed away from her, muttering.

"B... B... Oh my god. You... you..." Faith reached out, holding onto the wall to keep herself standing.

"What's wrong, dear? You look as if you've seen a ghost." She smiled and approached the shocked slayer. "What name are you trying to say? Hmmm?" She leaned close and whispered. "Buffy."

Faith blinked and stared at the brunette. "Shut up! Now get this straight! You're mine from now on! Do you hear me?! You're mine! Don't let anyone touch you! Tell them that you're Faith's bitch!"

Kathryn raised an eyebrow. "No, I believe I'd like to shop around." She settled on the bunk and glanced around the room. "This place needs some work."

Faith strode over to her and grabbed her roughly. "What's your name?"

"Kathryn."

Faith picked Kathryn up off the bed and looked at her. "You're going to dye your hair blonde."

The small brunette gave her a bored look. "Why should I do that?"

"Because I said so! And you're mine now!" She shook Kathryn hard. "I'm all you'll have protecting you. If anyone asks, you tell them that you belong to me. Do you understand?! YOU TELL THEM THAT YOU'RE MINE!"

Kathryn tried to pull Faith's hands off. "Fine. Let go, you're hurting me."

The dark slayer dropped Kathryn back onto the bed and began to pace. She needed to think this out. This girl was going to mean a lot of fighting to protect. Not only was Kathryn fresh meat, and stunning, but she had an attitude too.

Faith smiled as she turned and looked at her cellmate. Things just starting looking up. The dark slayer would finally have her Buffy.

Part 2 - Identical

The lunch buzzer sounded. Faith quickly stood, but Kathryn continued to lounge on her bunk.

The slayer became angry. "Get your ass up."

"I don't feel like it." Kathryn said dismissively.

"What you feel doesn't matter. Now get up before you get you in trouble. I just got you and you're not going into solitary confinement. I'll put you in the infirmary first. Got it?!" Faith growled leaning close.

Kathryn lifted her hand to slap Faith, but the dark slayer caught her wrist and held it tight. "You better cut the crap. Do you want me to beat the hell out of you?!"

Green eyes glittered with amusement. "You won't."

"Oh and why's that?!" The younger girl was becoming increasingly frustrated.

"Because I look like your precious Buffy. That's why." Kathryn snickered.

"Not that much like her." Faith yanked the small girl from the bed. "Now shut up and do as your told."

Kathryn gave her a bored look, and leaned past the bars. "William! William!"

"Yes, Kathryn." The guard came running over, excited.

"I'd like to be taken to see the warden, please."

Faith raised an eyebrow. *The girl's got guts, that's for sure!*

"Of course." He immediately opened the cell to the slayer's surprise.

Faith's eyes narrowed as the petite brunette was led away. *She can just go and see the warden? Why?*

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"I'm going to need some things if I'm going to pull this off." Kathryn sat in the warden's office studying her nails.

"Just tell us; my associates will be more than happy to provide." The warden agreed, resting his chin on his hands as he studied the small girl.

"Can you get me some pictures of this Buffy Summers person. And I'll need my hairdresser and some other assorted assistants. Can they be granted passes?" The pretty brunette beamed at him and smiled charmingly.

"That sounds reasonable. Any time estimates available?" He pressed.

"Not until after my make-over, but so far she's sees a resemblance."

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Faith frowned as she sat alone in the dining hall. *Damn that girl! Where'd she go?!* The meal was over and they were ushered to the rec room when Faith first heard the commotion.

There were catcalls and shouts. Jumping to her feet, the slayer ran to the hall with the others.

"BUFFY!" The brunette gasped and rushed out to tiny blonde beauty.

"Fuck off, Faith! We saw her first!" Four of the butchest girls stepped forward. "She's ours now!"

Kathryn swallowed nervously. *Maybe, this wasn't such a good idea.* She glanced at Faith with panic.

"It's okay B. I'll protect you. Get behind me."

This time Kathryn didn't question her as stepped behind her, fearfully. The dark slayer's eyes were filled with tears as she turned and gently caressed the small blonde's cheek. Kathryn could see the determination in the brunette's face as she turned back to the crowd.

"She's mine! And anyone who thinks otherwise is in for a world of pain!" Faith shouted loudly so all the gawking prisoners could hear.

"Yeah Faith?! Go fuck yourself! We're sick of your shit! Ain't no one afraid of you!" The biggest butch of the group grinned as she pulled out a homemade knife. "Give the girl over and maybe I won't gut you like a fish!" She sneered and moved closer.

Kathryn cringed and clung to the brunette. "Faith, please.."

"Shhhh... you're not going anywhere. Just relax, B. I'm going to take care of you. I promise."

The now blonde girl eased up. She somehow believed Faith. This would be it. The guards were making no moves to interfere. Kathryn noticed with a scowl that William was missing from the group, but that the bitch guard who kept referring to her as Princess was present.

*She did this! I need to see the warden! Fuck!* The small beauty glared at the nasty guards as they leered, ready for a show.

Faith gently guided Kathryn to the edge of the room. "Stay here, B." She gave her a hug and turned toward the others just as they rushed her.

Kathryn's eyes widened as Faith did a flip then a kick. She watched in awe as the brunette picked one woman up and tossed her into the crowd then spun around and disarmed the bitch with the knife.

*Huh! Well look at that!* She smirked and leaned back against the wall as Faith kicked the shit out of them within seconds. *This could work out better than I thought.* The little blonde peered around the room and noticed the fear in the other inmates eyes as they submissively backed away. Kathryn was soon grinning. Here was her source of power, Faith.

The dark slayer stood and dusted herself off as the women lay groaning on the floor around her. "ANY OTHERS?!"

Everyone scrambled to get out of Faith's way as she walked back toward the petite blonde. She smiled like one under a spell and held out her hand. "Buffy."

Kathryn shrugged it off and took her hand. After all the girl just saved her from being gang raped and beaten.

They made their way back to their cell without incident. Faith led her to the bed and sat her down.

"You look amazing." Her dark eyes filled with tears and her hand trembled as she reached out to caress Kathryn's cheek.

"Yeah, well you told me to dye my hair blonde. Thought I'd give it a try." She snorted, trying to dismiss the tenderness in Faith's eyes. *Geez, I wonder who this Buffy bitch is...* She looked at her again and snickered. "What are you going to make me do now?"

"Huh?" The slayer shook her head. "You're mine, that's all. Your my Buffy from now on." She laid back on the bed and pulled the pretty blonde Buffy look alike into her arms. "Shhhh... no one is going to hurt you."

Kathryn rolled her eyes but let the overwhelmed brunette continue to hold her.

Part 3 - Be Buffy

"Okay, do you mind letting go of me?" Kathryn asked in a snide tone, turning to look at Faith.

"Uh... no. Sorry." The dark slayer released the smaller girl. "But I want you to stop being such a bitch. Buffy isn't like that."

"Really?!" Kathryn sat up and stared at her. She arched an eyebrow and then said with sarcasm. "I bet she's a fucking saint, right?!"

"NO SWEARING!" Faith shook her. "Buffy doesn't swear. Do you understand? You're Buffy now. No more Kathryn. You tell people that your name is Buffy."

*Wow, this girl's a real piece of work.* Kathryn laughed. "So you've had mental problems for a long time now, have you?"

"Listen!" The slayer grabbed her roughly and slammed her against the bed. "I'll protect you, but you have to do something for me."

Kathryn tensed up. *Here it comes. Shit!*

"You be Buffy. And do it well. No half ass shit. I want you to start believing it yourself. You got that?!" Faith dug her fingers into Kathryn's arms until she winced.

"Let me guess, this Buffy bitch.. she was your girlfriend?" The little blonde snickered with disgust.

Faith's face fell, and she quickly looked away.

Kathryn laughed loudly. "You're pathetic! Do you know that?! Ha! In love with some bitch that doesn't even know you're alive. Am I right?!" Her tone was cold and cruel.

"Shut up, you fucking cunt! Don't you ever refer to Buffy as a bitch! She's a hero. She's perfect. She's why I'm here. So don't you ever mouth off again about her or I'll kill you on the spot!" Faith's hands went around Kathryn's neck and she squeezed to show her sincerity. "Insult Buffy again... I swear I'll kill you!"

Kathryn coughed and shoved at Faith. "Fine! Get off of me!"

The brunette let go and gently stroked her cheek. "Are you ready to be Buffy now?"

"Yes, I'm Buffy." The tiny blonde snickered and flicked her hair.

Faith's eyes narrowed. "Don't do that! Buffy, isn't like that. She very sweet and proper. You behave right, or I'll knock out your teeth." The dark slayer lifted her fist.

Worried, Katherine quickly reached out. "Shhh... Faith, it's okay. Buffy's sorry."

Faith immediately lowered her hand, but eyed her with some suspicion. "Come on, let's go back to the rec room." She stood up and held out her hand.

"Are you sure it's safe?" The small girl looked up nervously.

Faith smiled big. "B, I told you I will kill anyone who touches you, and they know it so yeah, it's safe."

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They entered the room amidst much staring and whispers. A path was cleared for Faith instantly and Kathryn noticed they moved aside for her too. She smirked at this. She might be able to survive this after all and stay on top.

"Let's play ping pong, B." Faith very gently took Kathryn's hand and led her to the table. All the onlookers guffawed at Faith's treatment of the petite blonde. The slayer acted as if she was a queen. They watched with great interest as the most deadly and toughest inmate held a door for the little beauty and very tenderly guided her to the tables.

There was muttering among the inmates and guards. Faith apparently cherished this new little blonde. They took note, but kept their distance. Kathryn looked about and grinned. Faith's treatment of her just elevated her to a highly respected status. She tightened her grip on Faith's hand and decided to lay it on thick.

"Oh Faith, it looks like all the tables are taken." She batted her long eyelashes over her magnificent green eyes.

Faith could feel her heart flutter. She brushed a golden lock from the adorable girl's face. "Nonsense sweet. We wait for no one."

And Faith was right. When they made their way over, all the convicts placed down their paddles and moved away from the tables. Now all of them were empty. Faith's eyes glittered with satisfaction as she turned to her petite companion. "See?"

Kathryn was delighted and giggled at the angry but frightened inmates as they scurried out of her way. "This is fun."

Faith spun around when the little blonde giggled. "Do that again!"

"What?" Kathryn giggled again as if confused. "Do what, Faithy?"

The brunette almost swooned as she pulled Kathryn in her arms and gave her a hug then whispered. "You're doing great. I love it."

"Okay Faith, prepare to get your ass kicked!" Kathryn announced, dropping the ping pong ball on the table.

The inmates and guards nervously looked at Faith expecting her to slap the girl. She only chuckled and winked. "Go ahead, babe. Give it your best shot."

Part 4 - The Popsicle Princess

Faith grinned at the cute little blonde. She looked exactly like Buffy. Her new cellmate was a perfect treat for Faith. The brunette glanced around and noticed that all the inmates were watching them. Assuming all the stares were at her little Buffy, Faith puffed up proud. *See. Everyone thinks Buffy's beautiful.* She failed to realize that just as many eyes were trained on her.

Most of the butches' bitches were giving lovesick looks in Faith's direction. They had never seen what kind of a partner Faith would be and had assumed the worst, but now with the way she was treating this little bitch they knew the tough and beautiful brunette was quite a catch.

There was a great deal of jealously and tension in the room as Faith and Kathryn remained the center of attention. Faith seemed mostly oblivious, but Kathryn put on quite a show, enjoying the attention.

The dark slayer chuckled as the little blonde missed again and complained. Kathryn internally smirked as she laid on the prissiness. "Oh darn it!" She pouted prettily. "Faith, no fair. I wasn't ready."

"Awwww... B. We'll play that point over." The dark-eyed beauty gave Kathryn a dazzling smile. "Tell you what Kitten. We'll stop now and get you some ice cream." She set down her paddle and held out her hand.

Kathryn placed her hand in Faith's and smirked at the jealous onlookers, sticking her nose high in the air. "Really Faith? We can have ice cream?" She noticed the inmates staring in disbelief.

"Of course, B. You can have anything you want. I protect a lot of people for favors." She tapped Kathryn lightly on the nose and led her toward the kitchen. Two of the guards tipped their hats and followed Faith. The dark slayer knocked lightly at the door. It opened slowly and one of Faith's protected poked her head out.

"Faith, what can I get you?" The woman stuttered fearfully.

"Hey Martha, I think my girl wants some ice cream. Don't you, Buffy?" The brunette turned toward the small girl at her side.

Arching an eyebrow and smirking slightly, Kathryn demanded loudly. "A Popsicle. I'll have a Popsicle." She barked out the order, pleased with how quick the woman ran to do her bidding.

Faith chuckled and took the Popsicle peeling off the wrapper and handing it to Kathryn. The little blonde took the treat and smiled, batting her eyelashes at the brunette. Faith sighed before turning back toward the woman. "Martha, this is my Buffy."

The woman bowed her head. "Nice to meet you, Buffy. If you need anything, my name's Martha."

"Thank you, Martha. No. I think this will be all." Kathryn smiled, comfortable with giving orders.

"Still wanna shop around to be someone else's bitch." Faith teased as she led her back to the rec room. She leaned close, lightly kissing Kathryn's ear. "See. No one else has a Popsicle."

The little blonde looked around and noticed with great satisfaction, that indeed no one else had gotten their girl a treat. Presumably only Faith had that much leverage. Kathryn smiled well pleased. *Okay, I'll service this dyke, and I'll play Buffy.* The pretty blonde took Faith's hand. *Time to test her influence.* Kathryn pouted. "Faith, I want to eat my Popsicle outside."

Faith's brow furrowed as she took in the perfect Buffy pout. "Okay B. C'mon." She pulled Kathryn behind her. "Maxie, Buffy wants to eat her Popsicle outside."

The guards exchanged a glance then Maxie spoke up. "Faith, I... I don't know. We can't go outside with you."

"No need to." Faith's eyes narrowed, threateningly. "My B wants to go outside, Maxie." The dark slayer growled. "Right now!"

The guards scurried for their keys. "Okay Faith, c'mon. Don't let the others see you." But it was too late a small crowd was witnessing it all.

The little blonde turned and gave a nasty smile to the group. One that said, don't fuck with me. Then she squealed with delight as they stepped out into the sunlight. "Let's go sit over there."

"Wherever you want, Twinkie." Faith followed after the gleeful Buffy double. She smiled as Kathryn spun around and gave her a pleased grin.

"So Buffy can have anything?" She batted her pretty green eyes at Faith.

"Anything." The dark slayer stated matter-of-factly.

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They got ready for lights out in relative silence. Both lost in their own thoughts. Faith was wondering what good fortunate brought her such a perfect little playmate, and Kathryn was wondering what lewd and disgusting sex acts Faith would make her perform.

The blonde glanced over to see Faith pulling on her nightshirt. *She does have an amazing body.* Kathryn tilted her head and stared. She noticed the large scar across Faith's abdomen. "How did you get that?"

The dark slayer glared. "Don't ask me that again! Do you understand?!"

The tiny blonde stepped back. "Sorry. Geez!"

"LIGHTS OUT!" The guards' booming voices filtered down the cell block.

"Goodnight B." Faith smiled and bent her head, kissing Kathryn very tenderly.

The little blonde swayed against her and smiled. Opening her eyes slowly, she blinked back her surprise when Faith then turned and climbed up into her bunk. *HUH?!* She stood for a moment expecting some command to be given. When none came she retired to the lower bunk, grateful but at the same time confused. Kathryn lay there for a long time listening to Faith sleep.

Occasionally the brunette muttered or whimpered in her sleep. It was kind of cute. Kathryn closed her eyes and drifted off.

Part 5 - The Little Boss

"Buffy... B... wake up."

Kathryn grumbled and rolled over. "What?!" Making a cranky face, she swatted at Faith. "Stop it."

The dark slayer laughed. "Yep, you always were a brat in the morning. C'mon B, it's time to shower."

The little blonde squinted, dimly aware of the buzzer sounding in the background. "Ugh!" She frowned and pushed back the covers.

Faith's eyes went wide when she noticed the tiny girl was sleeping in just her panties. *Oh god, even her body is exactly like B's.* The brunette stumbled back.

Kathryn chuckled. "I wouldn't have taken you for shy."

"Just get up." Faith sneered, turning away from her.

They made their way down to the showers with little conversation. Faith took her towel and soap and followed Kathryn watching over her closely.

The water rivulets ran over Faith, refreshing her. She closed her eyes and ducked her head under.

Kathryn stood, gazing at the brunette. She glanced around and noticed the other inmates staring at her and Faith. *They want her.* The little blonde smirked. "Faithy, wash my back. Please."

"Yeah, sure." Faith soaped up her hands and began delicately running them over Kathryn's silky skin. *Oh fuck!* The dark slayer could feel herself heating up as she touched the tiny Buffy look alike. "There."

Kathryn turned around with a naughty smile. "Now do my front."

Faith peered around the shower room. *I guess no one's looking.* All the inmates had looked away. "Okay B, hold still."

Their eyes locked as Faith moved her hands over Kathryn slippery, soft body. Panting, Faith slid her hands lower. Kathryn bit her lip, chewing nervously as the slayer's hand lightly caressed her pussy. "Mmmmm..." She smiled and shivered. The touch was electric. She looked at the flushed brunette and gave a wicked grin. "Faith, we have an audience."

The slayer turned around to see all the gawking inmates. "Fuck!" Faith stepped in front of Kathryn hiding the small blonde's body behind her own. "Stop looking at her!" They stalled an extra moment staring at Faith with as much enjoyment. The dark slayer growled, and they scattered.

Kathryn chuckled. Faith turned around quick and the little blonde lowered her eyes innocently. "Sorry Faithy."

Faith smiled and hugged her. "That's okay B. They're all perverts." She kissed her lightly then slapped her bottom. "Come on, hurry up or we'll miss breakfast."

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They sat at a crowded table of admirers. Faith had previously warded off others, preferring to limit her socialization. But Kathryn seemed to like a crowd so she invited anyone to sit their table. Within minutes of course their table had filled. Faith ate quietly, cracking an occasional joke while Kathryn virtually held court.

The pretty blonde was pleased with her power brokering position. Faith was the only one truly oblivious to the politics occurring. She thought of Kathryn as hers, but the truth of it was she was Kathryn's and all the inmates saw it. Faith didn't do much else, other than pamper and dote on her little "Buffy".

Their way to Faith was through the tiny bossy blonde who carried herself as if she thought she was a queen. Several inmates from other tables glared and cracked their knuckles as they watched her. She merely smiled and looped her arm through Faith's. "Faith, I'm still tired. I want to go back to sleep instead of going to the rec room." Kathryn batted her eyelashes.

"Sure B. C'mon." Faith stood up and took her hand.

She waved goodbye to her new found minions and followed her gold mine to the cell. If she keeps Faith, it's all smooth sailing. Kathryn leaned up against the brunette. "Will you lay in my bunk with me?"

Faith glanced at her, uncertain. "Why?"

"I just want you to hold me. Don't you want to hold your Buffy?" The green-eyed beauty pouted.

"Uh... I guess so. Up here though." Faith jumped onto the top bunk and reached down, picking Kathryn up. The blonde squealed with delight.

"You're strong Faith." She snuggled against the brunette yawning.

"Uh-huh. Go to sleep."

Kathryn peered up at Faith, studying her beautiful mouth... her full, red, luscious lips. *Mmmm... I want those lips on my pussy.* The little blonde wiggled. "Faithy, are you sure that you want to sleep?"

Part 6 - Lick Buffy

"No. You're the one who wanted to sleep. What's the problem?" Faith asked, annoyance creeping into her voice.

"There's no problem." Kathryn spoke softly, gently rubbing her body against Faith's. "I just thought maybe, we could... you know."

"Spit it out B. What do you want?"

A wicked grin spread across Kathryn's face. Whispering the words, she hovered just above the brunette. "I want you to lick my pussy."

Faith felt a rush of excitement travel through her like a bolt. Having Buffy lean over her and ask for some oral. Well, that was just the ultimate fantasy. She stared back shocked, stuttering nervously. "Uhhh... I.... umm... uhhh.."

Kathryn rolled her eyes. "It's not the SATs. Do you want to get me off or not?"

"Don't talk like that!" Faith scowled.

"Oh that's right. Buffy would never say that!" Kathryn snorted with disdain.

"I told you, don't talk about Buffy!" The dark slayer grabbed her roughly and flipped her on her back. "You're just a whore, aren't you?!" Faith's eyes gleamed with hatred as she spoke. "Listen to me, you little bitch! As Kathryn you're nothing, nobody, worthless but as Buffy you can save the world.... you're everything... you're an angel. Who do you want to be?!"

The little blonde held still, afraid for the first time. Faith was outraged. She had pushed the slayer too far. Kathryn stared back, waiting for whatever Faith had in mind.

"Who are you?! Answer me!" The brunette held her so tightly she was bruising the small girl.

Kathryn wanted nothing more than to claw Faith's eyes out. "I'm Buffy. I'm your Buffy." She whimpered as the pain became overwhelming. "Please, Faith.... you're hurting me."

Faith blinked as if surprised, quickly releasing the smaller girl. "B, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Come here." She pulled Kathryn into her arms and kissed her gently.

Tenderly, Faith caressed the petite blonde warming her with each touch. Kathryn closed her eyes and reveled in the sensations. Faith's touch sent sparks through her body. It was delicious. She moaned softly, spreading her legs.

Faith's breathing became ragged as she moved against the pretty blonde, grinding against her and kissing her neck. *Oh fuck! B! Oh B! I frickin' love you!* The dark slayer groaned as she reached down and tugged Kathryn's panties off.

Arching against Faith, Kathryn sought more contact. She was so hot and horny now. If she didn't cum soon she thought she might explode. "Please.. Faith... please..." Begging softly, the green-eyed beauty pushed Faith lower.

The slayer took the hint and crawled down Kathryn's perfect Buffy like body. She pulled open the cotton shirt, popping the buttons and peered at Buffy's lovely breasts. *Mmmm... fuck! Buffy!* Faith placed delicate kisses along them, sucking gently on the stiffening nipples.

*Omigod! This girl's amazing! Mmmmm... Yes!* Kathryn tangled her hands in Faith's hair, whimpering as the pleasure burned through her. Her stomach felt all tingly and her head light. "Oh Faith... please... mmmm... oh yes, baby... Buffy wants it... go down on me... pleaseeeee!"

Faith's tongue circled the pink little nub. She bit down lightly and pulled. Kathryn arched her back and moaned. "Faith... PLEASEEEE!"

The dark slayer slipped her hand lower and slid two fingers into Kathryn, hard and fast. The little blonde screamed in ecstasy. "OH MY GOD, YESSSSSSS!"

Faith lifted her head. "Shhhh... Buffy!"

Kathryn rolled her eyes. "Sorry Faithy."

Smiling, the slayer moved lower.

The Buffy twin watched with great interest as Faith's beautiful mouth came close to her pussy. At that moment there was nothing she wanted more than this gorgeous brunette's lips on her pussy... nothing she wanted more, not even her freedom.

"Please Faith... Buffy needs you... kiss it..." Kathryn reached down and played with Faith's dark tresses. The slayer gazed up and smiled. She leaned close and lightly blew on the little blonde's soaked pussy. Kathryn groaned and lifted her legs, spreading them wide. She couldn't wait any longer. "LICK ME! BUFFY NEEDS THIS!"

Faith's chest rose and dropped fast with her breathing. She was dizzy from want. Pleasing Buffy was her mission, and this was the closest she'd come. This girl was Buffy's double, identical in looks... perfect. Faith peered up at the beautiful blonde, green-eyed goddess and her heart fluttered. "Fuck! B, I love you. I always have."

She bent her head and tenderly kissed Kathryn's wet slit, slipping her tongue between the slick lips. "AHHHHHH! OH FAITHY! YESSSSS!" Green eyes glazed over as she watched Faith with a dreamy quality. Kathryn couldn't recall it ever feeling this good. She pulled Faith's face against her and moved her hips, gently riding the brunette's mouth. Kathryn loved Faith's mouth. *perfect.... full... soft... luscious lips.... Mmmmm... fuck me...*

The tiny slayer twin could feel herself getting close. *Oh yes, Faithy. I'm going to cum... all over your pretty face.* She smiled to herself as she tensed up and felt the flood of fluid rush out, coating Faith and filling her mouth. Kathryn grinned, even more turned on. Faith was her bitch! And she liked it... no, she loved it.

"Baby, come here." The little blonde reached down for her lover wanting Faith to hold her.

The young slayer didn't move. She was licking up all of Kathryn's wetness, cleaning her Buffy with her tongue.

Kathryn shuddered against the delicate kisses. She could feel herself getting wet again. "Oh fuck... Faith..." She bit her bottom lip, chewing on it to keep the dirty talk from spilling out. Kathryn was certain Buffy wouldn't use nasty language so she knew she mustn't.

"I love you." Faith tenderly kissed her soft, sweet pussy over and over. "Buffy... I love you... I'll love you forever..."

Faith's tearful confession was starting to irritate her. "Enough! Shut up!" Kathryn pulled the slayer's face against her to muffle the words. She moved her hips and smiled as Faith sucked her clit. "Ohhhhh! Yessss!... Faith... finger me.. please... I want you to put your fingers in me again." Normally she would just ask to be fucked, but who knew if proper little Buffy would ask such a thing.

Faith reached between her own legs, rubbing her clit. She knew she would cum in seconds. Then she used her other hand to stuff two fingers back into Kathryn who rode them hard.

Struggling to keep her lips firmly attached, Faith picked up Kathryn's rhythm as she fucked and sucked her. The blonde was impressed. *Faith has talent. Real talent! Hell yes!* She grinned and her eyes rolled back as an intense orgasm slammed through her. Kathryn could hold back no longer, and screamed out. "FUCK YESSSSSSS!"

Faith fell against her trembling. *That was amazing.* She finally had Buffy's body. A smile spread slowly across her face, and she lay spent against the sweet little blonde. "B.." Faith whispered the letter and closed her eyes.

Kathryn glanced down at the pretty slayer. *Fuck! This girl's good! Damn good!* The tiny brat smiled and sighed, stretching. She peeked down at the gorgeous brunette and felt happy. *This bitch is kind of growing on me. It isn't so bad here.* She gently pulled at a little curl by Faith's ear as the slayer slept soundly with her arms wrapped around Kathryn's waist.

Part 7 - Kathryn's Mistake

Waking up from her nap, Kathryn glanced around. Faith still slept soundly. She eased herself out of bed and quickly dressed. Perhaps a little visit to the rec room was in order. Kathryn slipped out of the cell and headed into the room.

The other inmates immediately noticed Faith's absence. "Hey there blondie, where's Faith?" One of the butches snickered and sauntered over. "Did you come looking for someone to replace that stupid cunt?! I can take care of you real nice." The bulky woman flexed her flabby arm.

Kathryn stepped back, but the group had formed a circle around her. "What's wrong, Princess?! Not feeling so royal now?!" A large muscular woman shoved her. The little blonde stumbled back.

Kathryn swallowed down her fear. "Touch me and Faith will kill you." She stamped her foot for emphasis.

"Oh isn't she just adorable. All one hundred pounds of her. Just the cutest, little thing." Another burly woman stepped up and growled. "I can't wait until you're on your knees licking my snatch, you little bitch!" She slapped Kathryn hard, knocking her to the floor.

"She thinks she somethin'! Like she's better than us!" A smaller woman, missing teeth, grinned then kicked her in the side.

Kathryn didn't cry out though. She just struggled to stand. Rising slowly to her feet, she blinked as a fist connected with her eye.

"FAITH! HELP! FAITH!" She started to scream when she saw them closing in. Then the crowd parted.

Kathryn was lifted up and carried to the side. She peered up and saw Faith and Martha behind her. The Popsicle lady had gone and fetched Faith for her. She smiled her gratitude as Faith set the small blonde next to Martha.

The dark slayer spun around. She reached up and grabbed a pipe, tearing it from the wall. She had seen the bitch who threw the punch and went to work on her first. The woman soon lay on the ground a bloody heap, unconscious and barely breathing.

Faith strode back over to Kathryn. "Who else?! Who else touched you?!"

Martha helped the little blonde sit up. Kathryn angrily pointed out her attackers and watched as Faith took on five woman. The slayer didn't receive a single blow as she beat the living daylights out of the other women than tossed down the pipe.

"Aww... c'mon Faithy. She's not hurt really. They were just foolin' around." Two other burly inmates stepped up, contemplating how to take her. Another one came up behind, she had a guard's baton she kept slapping in her hand.

Faith picked up her up first and heaved her through the window, the outer bars caught her and saved her life, considering they were on the sixth floor. The dark slayer sprang at the other two, showing off with flips and jumps as she toyed with them. The two inmates backed away, looking for an escape. Faith closed in, smacking one into the other and then lifted them both at the same time, heaving them all the way across the room. They bounced off the far wall and twitched, but didn't move.

The brunette slayer turned around and faced the onlookers. Her eyes were black and her cheeks were flushed. The rage came off of her in waves. Inmates and guards scrambled back.

"IF ANYONE EVER TOUCHES BUFFY AGAIN, I'LL TEAR OUT YOUR GUTS AND FEED THEM TO YOU!" The dark slayer shouted, walking past them and ripping a steel door off it's hinges, she bent it and threw it across the room. "NOTHING CAN HOLD ME! AND THE GUARDS CAN'T STOP ME! TOUCH MY GIRL AGAIN AND I WILL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!"

Faith strode over to Kathryn and gently lifted her up. Martha and one of the guards followed Faith to the infirmary. She placed the tiny blonde down on a bed then turned to the doctor. "She's having trouble breathing. I think they broke her ribs."

Faith stooped over Kathryn and kissed her. "I'm sorry, B. You shouldn't have gone anywhere without me. They could have killed you." Faith's eyes watered as she gently brushed back the soft blonde locks.

The doctor started to lift Kathryn's shirt but stopped when he saw the other inmates being brought in.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?!" Faith roughly grabbed him and shoved him back.

"They are more seriously injured." He gestured at the other prisoners. Faith was surprised to see that she had beaten so many women up. She shrugged.

"FUCK THEM! TAKE CARE OF BUFFY FIRST!"

Katherine smiled up at Faith and held her hand. "Thank you." Her voice was raspy and it hurt her to talk.

"Shhhh... baby. It's okay. Just don't go anywhere without me." The slayer held her carefully as the doctor checked Kathryn over.

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After examining her and wrapping her ribs the doctor suggested that Kathryn stay in the infirmary for further observation.

"Noooo!" Kathryn whimpered and clung to Faith. "I don't want to."

The brunette turned back toward the doctor. "She doesn't need to. I'll watch for a concussion. Just give me whatever pain medication she needs, and I'll see that she takes it properly."

The guards came back in. Maxie walked up to Faith. "Sorry Faith, you have to come with me." The slayer turned to Martha. "Stay with her."

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Faith was led in shackles to the warden's office. She sat down, glaring at the pig.

"Faith, we've got a real problem here. Apparently you've seriously beaten ten other inmates." He stood up smiling. Now he had her. "What do you think I should do about this?"

"Nothing. They had it coming. They attacked Buffy." Faith growled, raising her head and giving him an icy look.

The warden turned away to hide his smirk. Things were going better than expected. *The slayer's even calling her Buffy. Wait until I tell Wolfram and Hart.* He sat back down and smiled. "I see. So this was just a case of self defense? You stepped up to protect Miss Merteuil, and they attacked you?"

"Exactly. If I hadn't stopped them, they might have killed her. And if you put me in solitary they'll have another chance. I won't let that happen!" Faith's eyes challenged him. If he said solitary, she'd bust out and take Kathryn with her. She held her breath.

"No. Considering that it was self defense, I don't see why that would be necessary. Just tell Miss Merteuil to be more careful next time. I'm sorry Faith, what's her name again?"

"She likes to be called Buffy." The brunette lied.

"Of course. Buffy. Just keep an eye out for Buffy a little better, okay Faith?" He nodded to the guards and they removed the chains. "You can go now."

"I need to get B from the infirmary. I want to take care of her. She's not seriously hurt, and she doesn't want to stay in there." The slayer stood in front of him, daring him to object.

"That's fine." He smiled as he turned to the guards. "Take her to Buffy."

As soon as Faith was out of his office he picked up the phone and dialed Wolfram and Hart's offices.

Part 8 - Caring For Kathryn

Kathryn opened her eyes to see Faith carrying her. "Where are we going?" She winced as she asked.

The brunette glanced down at her and smiled. "Back to our cell, isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yes." The little blonde relaxed as Faith easily held her. Once inside the cell, the dark slayer lifted her up and placed her gently on the top bunk.

"There you go, B. It's better up there." Faith climbed into the lower bunk.

"Aren't you coming up here with me?" Kathryn peered over the edge.

"No. You have broken ribs. You need your space." The brunette rolled on her side and closed her eyes.

"It's okay. There's room. Pleaseee."

Faith hopped up and lifted the small blonde in her arms, cradling her. She sat with her back against the wall and Kathryn on her lap.

Green eyes stared up at Faith, trying to understand her. "Faith?"

"Hmm? What?"

"Why are you in here?" Kathryn studied the slayer carefully.

"Murder. I thought someone would have told you by now." Faith glanced down at the pretty girl in her lap.

"They did. I just thought maybe you were innocent."

"Nope." Faith adjusted her carefully. "Are you thirsty?"

"Yes, please."

The slayer gently placed Kathryn back on the bed and swung her legs over to hop down. "What do you want to drink?"

"I'm guessing I get water." Kathryn snorted then winced. It hurt to laugh.

"I asked what you want to drink." Faith turned back toward the bunk. "Well?"

"Ice tea with lemon and sugar." The pretty blonde scrunched up her nose, imitating a prissy little customer.

Faith laughed at the cuteness of it. "You got it." She disappeared out of the cell and came back a few minutes later with a cup. "Here. You need to take two of these." She handed Kathryn some pills. "It'll help you sleep."

"Thanks." Kathryn smiled as she sipped the ice tea. "Martha?" She asked indicating the drink.

"Yep, Martha. She's okay, ya know. You can trust her." Faith gently stroked Kathryn's soft blonde locks. "Kathryn?"

The little inmate blinked back her surprise, coughing slightly before answering. "Yes?"

"What about you? How did you end up here?" The dark slayer tilted her head and looked for any sign of deception as Kathryn spoke.

"My stepbrother, Sebastian.... There was an accident... but it was my fault. Anyway, he's dead." She held out the empty cup. Faith took it and set it down. "Where are you from?"

Faith grinned at her. "That was off topic. Boston. You?"

"Manhattan." Kathryn frowned as Faith chuckled. "What?!"

"Nothing. Get some sleep. I'll go get our dinners. Maxie, will watch out for ya." Faith lifted herself up to Kathryn and kissed her then dropped from the bunk and left.

The little blonde watched the slayer until she turned the corner. She sighed and laid back. *What did I get myself into?... Ugh!*

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"Hey Martha, can I have some extra for Buffy?" Faith held out her tray again.

"Of course. How is the poor little thing?" Martha scooped some more potatoes out.

"She's alright, just learned a tough lesson, that's all. So did any of those bitches die?" Faith asked coldly.

"No. But they're messed up good, Faith. Everyone's talking about it. No one will touch your girl again, you can be sure of that." Martha said, placing an extra hamburger on the tray. "Come to the door later and I'll give you a Popsicle for your girl."

"Thanks M." Faith nodded and then headed directly to the male guard, William. She found him to be decent. "I wanna take this to Buffy."

He gave her a blank look.

"Kathryn. I wanna take this food to Kathryn." The slayer became impatient.

"Oh! Kathryn, yes.. of course." He ushered her out.

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"Hey B, got ya some grub." Faith announced climbing up and peering over at Kathryn. The little blonde gave her a silly smile. The drugs were taking effect.

"Faithy, you're here." She giggled and fell back.

"Uh... yeah." The slayer set the tray down next to Kathryn and climbed up. "Here." She gently cradled the little blonde in her lap then reached down and got a forkful of food. "Open your mouth, B."

"Ooh, that food looks oogy... I don't want it." She swatted at the fork and giggled.

"Oogy? You said oogy." Faith lifted her and kissed her. "That was so Buffy of you." She hugged her tight.

Kathryn struggled to focus; she swayed as she stared at Faith. "Stop moving, Faithy. Hehehehe... So tell me Faithy, where is this Buffy now?"

The brunette stared off then spoke quietly. "Don't ask. Not right now." She lifted the food back to Kathryn's lips. "Open up."

This time the little inmate obeyed and opened her mouth wide. Faith smiled and gently slipped the food in. "Good. You eat it all and Martha said you can have another Popsicle."

Kathryn stared at her. "Why?"

"Why what?" The slayer asked feeding her another mouthful.

"Why this... why are you being nice to me?" The little blonde held up her hand to prevent Faith from feeding her another forkful `til she answered.

"Because I didn't take care of B last time. And every time I look at you... I see her." The slayer looked away as her eyes misted up. She shook it off and continued to feed the tiny patient. Kathryn had become quiet. "Hey sorry. Did I freak you out?"

"No. It's okay, Faith. I know I look like Buffy." The drugs had loosened Kathryn's tongue. She held still wondering if Faith would catch it.

The slayer peered down at her and her eyes narrowed. "You know? How do you know?"

"Because you told me."

"No. When you came in here, you said her name before I did. Tell me now." Faith's voice became gruff.

"Faith, please... don't. My head hurts. I feel sick...." The little blonde closed her eyes and leaned against Faith, whimpering. "The room is spinning."

The brunette softened. She eased Kathryn under the blanket. "Shhhh... just lay back." Faith jumped down and moved the tray then reached back up and tucked Kathryn in.

Standing by the bed, the slayer watched her sleep. That's when Kathryn looked the most like Buffy. Faith smiled and touched her cheek.

Part 9 - Fuck With Me and You're Dead

"Jesus Christ." Kathryn groaned as she opened her eyes. She gingerly touched her left eye. "Owwww!" Glancing around, she noticed that she was on the top bunk alone. "Faith?" The blonde peered over the side.

Faith was on the bottom still asleep, curled up on her side like a little kid. Kathryn smiled.

"Faith?"

The brunette yawned and stretched, looking up at the upside down face staring at her. "Hey. How are you feeling?"

"Like someone punched me in the eye and kicked me in the ribs." Kathryn snickered, moving back to lay down. "Come up here and talk to me."

"Sure but the buzzer is going to sound in a few minutes so you can't go back to sleep." Faith climbed up next to Kathryn. "Oh shit! Your eye!" The brunette reached out and touched it lightly with her fingertips. "I'm going to finish that bitch off for this! It's so.. so.."

"Gross!" Kathryn finished for her. "I can't believe I have a black eye. How disgustingly common!"

Faith laughed and mimicked Kathryn's snobby tone. "Yes, how common!"

"Cut it out! You know what I mean." The blonde pouted prettily.

"Yeah, I know. You're not use to the rough stuff." Faith chuckled kissing her tenderly. They stared in each other's eyes for a moment then the slayer backed away. "Come on, time to shower."

"The buzzer hasn't..." Before Kathryn could finish the sentence the buzzer was sounding. She quirked an eyebrow. "Okay, internal clock girl. Let's go shower."

Faith led her carefully to the showers. The other inmates watched as Faith gently undressed Kathryn and helped her wash. She was so loving toward the tiny blonde. It was mind boggling to the convicts; after all, this brunette beauty had just hospitalized ten other inmates yet she stood, soaping up the back of some bossy, bitchy girl. They knew Faith could easily snap Kathryn's neck, but instead she handled her like delicate china. *Weird stuff.* The prisoners quickly looked away as Faith turned to face them, giving them a warning glare.

"Faithy, will you wash my hair, please? It hurts for me to raise my arms." Kathryn's bottom lip jutted out.

"Of course, B." Faith carefully worked the shampoo through the long golden locks, marveling at the silkiness of them. "Close your eyes." She gently guided Kathryn under the water and rinsed it.

"Thank you. Do you want me to wash yours?"

"Nah, I'm taller. You'd have to lift your arms still. I can do it." The dark slayer grinned at her. "Shorty."

"Hey! I'm not short! Just not tall." The little blonde wrinkled her brow and swatted at Faith.

"Ok, not tall girl. Stop bugging me. So I can finish my own shower. Stand over there." The slayer pointed away from her. Kathryn smirked as she backed away.

She stood watching as Faith finished her shower, laughing at herself. *What would Sebastian say?!...if he was alive that is. Here I am mooning over some dyke convict... who by the way, has serious emotional problems. As if I don't?!* Kathryn chuckled.

Faith turned and looked. "What?!"

The little blonde cleared her throat. "Nothing. Just thinking of a joke, that's all."

The slayer's eyes narrowed, but she let it pass. Kathryn titled her head as she let her gaze roam over Faith's perfect body. *Damn, she's hot!* The tiny inmate glanced around and noticed most of the other prisoners were checking Faith out too and so were a few of the guards. She smiled.

"Hurry up, Faithy. I'm hungry." Kathryn whined and tugged the brunette's hand, pleased at their audience.

"I said hold your horses, B." Faith grumbled, gently pushing her back.

*Time to show my power.* Kathryn hid her smirk as she stamped her foot. "NOW! DAMMIT FAITH! I WANT TO GO NOW!"

All the other inmates turned to stare; you could have heard a pin drop. They held their breath waiting for Faith to kill her.

Instead the brunette tipped her head like a naughty puppy. "Geez! Okay B, cool it." She turned off the shower and took Kathryn's hand following her out.

The little blonde wore an enormous grin as she glanced around at the gawking inmates and guards. The message was sent. *Faith is wrapped around my little finger. Fuck with me and you're dead.*

Part 10 - Tit For Tat

They ate breakfast without incident. Once again a throng of prisoners surrounded them, hanging on Kathryn's every word. Faith ate with little interest. She was thinking about Buffy.

"Faith! Faith, I asked you a question!" The little blonde complained amidst several chuckles.

Faith turned and snarled at those gawking, then she glanced back at Kathryn with an apologetic look. "What?"

"Can we go to the workout room after breakfast? I don't want to get fat, you know." The tiny inmate crossed her arms over her chest determined.

Faith smiled at the thought. *A fat Buffy. That might be cute even. Buffy's always cute.*

"Earth to Faith.. Hello? You didn't answer my question." Kathryn was becoming a bit too pushy for Faith. She snapped.

"Yeah, now shut the fuck up! You're starting to irritate me."

Several of their fellow convicts guffawed. Faith scowled silencing them.

Kathryn immediately tested a new strategy and let tears well up in her eyes. "I can't believe that you'd talk to me like that." The little blonde laid the hurt look on thick even making her voice quake slightly.

"Awww..B. I'm sorry. Shhh.. don't cry." Faith became flustered. "Please. I'm sorry. Hey, you want some ice cream or a popsicle or somethin'. Come on, don't cry. I didn't mean it."

Kathryn sniffled then nodded. "Okay, I'll have a popsicle." Her pout turned into a smirk as Faith ran to get it. Several women had volunteered to watch out for Kathryn while Faith was gone. They weren't stupid; it was an easy way to get on Faith's good side.

Faith came back with the popsicle which she unwrapped and handed to Kathryn. "Hey, you can't really workout... your ribs, remember?" The brunette poked her lightly causing the little blonde to squeal with pain.

"Ouch! Faith! Don't do that!" Kathryn slapped at the slayer's hand.

Faith gave her a sheepish look. She'd forgotten that Kathryn wasn't really her fellow slayer. But who could blame her, the little blonde in front of her was identical to Buffy.

"Sorry, B." Faith held out her hand, and Kathryn took it, smirking as she heard several other inmates snickering and calling Faith whipped.

"I can watch you work out." Kathryn gave a satisfied nod as she sucked on her popsicle.

"I don't think you'll burn any calories that way." The brunette snorted, placing her hand very lightly on the small of Kathryn's back and guiding her into the exercise room.

"Are you saying I'm already fat?!" Her green eyes flashed.

"No!" Faith held up her hands as if surrendering. "Please, B. Ugh!"

Kathryn gave her a naughty smile. "Wanna lick?" She asked suggestively then slowly held out the popsicle as the group laughed.

Faith smirked as she bent her head and took a long and deliberate lick, locking eyes with Kathryn as she did it. The little blonde could feel her breath hitch.

Several of the inmates made noises of approval, hooting and clapping. *Damn, her mouth is luscious!* Kathryn sighed as Faith stepped back and gave her a crooked grin.

"Okay, you ready to watch me work out?" The dark slayer laughed at the notion, as she directed Kathryn to the bleachers at the side of the makeshift gym. Martha accompanied her along with a whole new set of minions and companions. All were eager for Faith's protection, but they were equally divided amongst themselves on who they would prefer as a lover. Most wanted both of them.

"Faithy... Faithy, come back here." Kathryn waved her hand at her cellmate.

The brunette trotted back from the free weights that her and several inmates were working out with and ducked her head. "WHAT?!" The annoyance in her voice was evident.

"Hey! Be nice!" The little blonde frowned until Faith mumbled an apology. "Do those flippy things. I like that."

Faith grinned big. "Really?"

Kathryn nodded, eager to show Faith off. "Yep. It turns me on." She whispered then gave a beautiful Buffy grin and a wink.

Faith stumbled back, awkwardly and smiled. "Uh... okay, B. What do you want me to do?"

Kathryn waved her hand. "I don't know. Do something gymnastic-y."

One of Kathryn's new minions squeaked out, "Here's one Faith. Do a front handspring, step out, rounded back handspring, step out, rounded back handspring, full twisting layout."

The inmates turned to look at Faith waiting for her response. Kathryn immediately chimed in. "Yes, do it Faith."

The slayer grumbled as she walked to one end of the gym, mumbling under her breath, "What am I... in the frickin' circus or somethin'?" She scowled as she noticed that everyone had stopped what they were doing to watch.

Faith took a breath, then rushed forward straight into the front handspring. She performed the moves flawlessly adding an extra flip and double twist at the end. *Whoopie-de-doo! Like that was hard?!* Faith snorted scornfully as most of the inmates and several of the guards clapped.

She returned to where Kathryn was sitting. The little blonde beamed at her. "That was amazing, Faithy. Do it again! Do it again!"

The slayer rolled her eyes. "Maybe later. I'd like to finish what I was doing. Martha, spot for me."

Martha and Faith went back to the free weights. Kathryn noticed several of the other inmates sighing as they watched Faith. She turned and glared at them. They quickly scattered.

Leaning back, she began speaking to the inmates who were waiting to ask for favors and provide some of their own. Mainly they were there to trade something to Kathryn in exchange for Faith's protective services. Each had their own gripe or problem. The little blonde starting becoming bored. She yawned and stretched, directing one of her already loyal followers to fetch her something to drink.

One of the women was bickering over the value of Faith's services. "Well, it won't do me any good if Faith ends up in solitary confinement, will it?!"

Kathryn sat up, irritated. "Faithy... Faithy, come here."

*Ugh!* The slayer strolled over. "What?"

"How strong are you?" Kathryn smiled. She knew some of the slayer story. The warden had filled her in, but she hadn't believed him before. Now she wondered.

"How strong do you want me to be?" Faith asked flatly.

"Can you bend metal bars?" Kathryn giggled along with several other inmates. She was just being playful.

The dark slayer rolled her eyes and walked over to pick up a barbell. She held it in front of her. Kathryn and the other inmates stopped laughing as Faith bent it in half with one fluid movement and no apparent effort.

She tossed it aside. "Can I please finish my workout now?!" The slayer turned and went back to where Martha was waiting.

Everyone was quiet as they glanced at Kathryn. A huge smile spread across the blonde's beautiful face. "I think I was undervaluing my Faith."

They all groaned at Kathryn directed one of her new little assistants to double everyone's required favors. The woman was jotting furiously in a notebook.

Part 11 - A Peaceful Sleep

Kathryn sat on the edge of her bed watching Faith get changed into her nightshirt. She smiled as she thought about those soft lips kissing her dripping pussy. The little blonde could feel herself getting wet just at the thought.

Faith turned and looked at her. "What are you doing? Get ready for lights out, B."

Kathryn stood up and stripped to her panties then gave Faith a wicked smile as she slid them down and kicked them off. She stood in all her naked Buffy glory, grinning at the flustered brunette.

"B, your ribs... it's not a good idea that we..." Faith's objection was interrupted by the buzzer and then the guards' shouts.

"LIGHTS OUT! LIGHTS OUT NOW!"

Faith moved past Kathryn and pulled the string on their bare bulb. She glanced at the nude blonde before hopping up on the top bunk. "Goodnight B."

Kathryn was frozen with shock. *Did she just blow me off?!* The little blonde spun around and took in Faith's apparent disinterest. *No! No! No!.... This won't do at all!* The manipulative little inmate stomped over to the bunks and poked Faith hard. "Help me up there." She struggled to hide her outrage at being so thoroughly dismissed.

The slayer rolled over and looked at her before sighing and then relenting. She lifted the small girl up.

"Don't you want me?" Kathryn pouted prettily.

"B, you have broken ribs. I don't want you to get hurt. That's all. Now stop making a federal case out of it, will ya?!" Faith grumbled, closing her eyes.

"Fine, but at least take off that icky shirt."

The slayer glanced down at her oversized t-shirt. "Whatever!" She looked back up at Kathryn aggravated. "If I take it off will you shut up?!"

"Yes." The blonde spoke softly, smiling.

"Ugh! Fine!" Faith lifted her arms and quickly discarded the garment. "Lay down and be quiet. I'm tired, ya know. You and those frickin' gymnastic routines. What was that about anyway? I must be a moron to listen to you!" The slayer's feathers had definitely been ruffled. Kathryn needed some damage control and fast.

"Awww sweetie, don't be mad." She leaned over and kissed the slayer passionately. *Oh fuck me! This girl can kiss!* Kathryn trembled under Faith's expert lips. "Yesss..." She murmured and pulled the brunette to her. "Please Faith, Buffy needs this..." She took the young slayer's hand and slid it between her legs. "See how wet I am for you. I want you Faithy... I want to taste you... I want to be inside of you... I want you inside of me... I want to sixty-nine... I want you licking my pussy while I lick yours... cum in my mouth, Faithy.... pleasssseeee..."

The dark slayer groaned. Kathryn had the face of an angel... Buffy's face, yet the words she was saying... Faith felt faint. "Oh fuck! B... stop it... this isn't you... you don't say nasty things... you don't do nasty things... be Buffy... stop it!"

Kathryn laughed angrily. "How do you know what Buffy does or doesn't say in bed? Did you ever even fuck her?!" She shoved Faith hard. "You're such a fraud! The tough girl! You're not so tough!"

Faith caught her hand as Kathryn swung to hit her. "Cut it out!"

"Look at me! Look at me! Who do you see?!" The little blonde slapped her. "Who do you fucking see here?! Who am I?!"

"Buffy." Faith whispered the name, crying softly as she took in Kathryn's beautiful features. "You're my Buffy."

"Faith, tell me! Tell me right now! Where is Buffy?!"

"She's dead! Alright!" The dark slayer cried out. "She's fucking dead! Are you happy now?! Buffy's dead!" Faith rolled on her stomach sobbing, still wracked with grief. Her Buffy was actually dead. She shook as she cried. "I would die for her... but now it's too late. It's all too late! I fuckin' blew it! And I lost her! It's all my fuckin' fault! I wish it was me instead! I wish I was dead!"

"Faith... shhh... Faith, I'm sorry. Come here." Kathryn did something so unfamiliar; she tried to genuinely comfort another person, and she actually wanted to do it. "It's okay, Faithy. Cry. It's okay... shhhhh..." She held Faith in her arms and rocked her. "I'm sorry. Really, I am." She could feel tears streaming down her own cheeks, and wiped at them with surprise.

Faith calmed slowly as Kathryn continued to rock and kiss her. "Shhhh... go to sleep, Faithy... go to sleep..." She held the slayer tightly as the girl fell asleep then gently tucked her in. The little blonde stole a kiss, pressing her lips very lightly to Faith's. She took a private moment to enjoy to taste and texture, shivering with pleasure before slipping from the bed. Kathryn winced as her feet touched the floor. *Argh! My fucking ribs! Fuck! Fuck! They hurt!* She groaned and touched her side as she crawled back into her own bed.

She lay there for a long time, thinking about how she got to where she was and how she'd get to where she wanted to go.... wherever that was?! Silently cursing, Kathryn rolled over and fell into a restless sleep as the guilt of her sins was finally visited upon her.

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"Kathryn... Kat... wake up." Faith knelt over her.

Kathryn blinked back her confusion. "What?"

"You were having a bad dream or somethin'. Are you okay?" The slayer gently brushed back Kathryn's tangled locks.

The little blonde shuddered as she remembered the dream. "Stay down here with me, please."

"Yeah, sure." Faith spoke softly still stroking Kathryn's hair. "About last night... it's.. um.. well, I appreciate it and all... so.. thank you."

Kathryn smiled up at her. "Shhh... just come and lay with me."

Faith crawled in and carefully pulled Kathryn's small warm body to hers. Sighing, both girls fell back asleep, this time a peaceful sleep.

Part 12 - Raising The Stakes

When the morning buzzer sounded Kathryn rolled over to find Faith already dressed and standing at the front of the cell. She squinted against the bright lights while feeling around for her clothes. Her head ached slightly as she reached up and touched her face. *Thank god.* Kathryn could tell the swelling in her eye had gone down. She peered back over at Faith who had yet to speak or look at her.

Strangely silent, the slayer faced out into the hall waiting for the cell to be opened. Kathryn stepped next to her and studied her quiet demeanor. "Faith, is there something wrong?"

"No." The brunette still hadn't looked at her. She seemed uncomfortable or embarrassed.

"Faith, it's okay. About last night, I understand."

"Let's not talk about it, okay?" Faith finally glanced down at her. "You're Kathryn. I got it. You may look exactly like Buffy but you're not.... Because Buffy's dead. I just had to get that.... And now I have." She turned away from the tiny blonde and stared back out into the hall.

Kathryn reached for her hand. "I'm sorry."

Faith shook it off. "Don't worry about it. And don't worry about yourself, I'll still protect you. You're still wearing Buffy's face... so you're safe." The slayer chuckled and stole a peek at Kathryn.

The little blonde smiled up at her.

"Unless that's a mask." Faith playfully reached over as if checking. "Nope. That's the real deal. I guess you're just lucky."

"Yeah, lucky." Kathryn spoke sullenly as the cell door finally clanged open.

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Wincing, Kathryn lifted her hands to wash her hair. Faith glanced over and softly instructed her. "Turn around." Gently reaching up, the slayer worked the shampoo through Kathryn's golden locks. "There." Faith turned back around to finish her own shower, leaving the tiny blonde staring after her.

The other inmates watched with some curiosity. Perhaps the little princess had fallen from her pedestal. Several of them exchanged a smirk. They'd get that little bitch after all.

Neither the slayer nor her little Buffy look-alike noticed. Kathryn quickly rinsed her hair and stepped out to dress. She had some things to do.

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Sitting across from the warden, Kathryn daintily sipped her tea. "Listen, I'd like to meet these lawyers. The stakes have gone up. I want the reward to go up too."

He glanced down at the shrewd little blonde. "I'll see what I can do. But I won't make you any promises. You'll hold up your end of the bargain. I expect that."

The little inmate stood up angrily and set down her drink. "Just arrange a meeting for me. That's all I need."

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Faith sat at her usual table which immediately became crowded with Kathryn's new followers. They fearfully eyed the slayer, knowing not to disturb her, but wondering where Kathryn was. That was who was making deals and establishing her position. Faith, as obviously as before, had no interest in them or prison politics. To accidentally irritate her could mean a visit to the hospital; they liked the little one better. She was more predictable.

Kathryn's record keeper opened up her notebook and began tallying things up. Faith peered over at the girl. "What's your name?"

The mousy girl paled considerably. "Kim." She edged away from the slayer, casting her eyes about in search of Kathryn.

"What have you got there?" The brunette reached for the notebook.

Kim trembled as the slayer snatched it away and glanced at what was written. A scowl settled upon her face. She tossed the book back at the girl. "Where's Kathryn?!"

"I... I... don't know." Mousy Kim scooted back fearfully.

Faith snorted with disdain, as if she'd strike such a weakling... ridiculous. She looked around at the other inmates and posed the question again. "Where's Kathryn?"

One of the butches' bitches piped up, earning an elbow in the side. "She went to see the warden." The girl smiled and batted her eyelashes at Faith. She was pretty enough, but she didn't look like Buffy. Faith turned from her, disinterested. The girl's butch grabbed her by the collar and yanked her away.

A few minutes later, Kathryn came up from behind. "Faithy." She spoke with false brightness. "I brought you something."

The little blonde noticed the frightened faces of the inmates at her table. *Uh-oh!* She tried her prettiest smile. "I have a present for you."

Faith said nothing, just stared quietly. A vein in her jaw twitched. "Where were you?"

Kathryn faltered as she caught the look of warning on Kim's face. "Not right now, Faith. I'll tell you later."

The brunette regarded her coldly.

"Please." Kathryn tried again, anxious to sit. People were staring. And that wasn't a good thing.

The slayer reached over and took the box from the little blonde. "What's this?"

"Your present." She smiled worriedly as Faith roughly tore into it.

"Why? It's not my birthday." The slayer looked at the contents dispassionately. "Chocolates."

"Yes, you said you liked chocolate." Kathryn hesitantly slipped in the seat next her, uncomfortable with Faith's foul mood. "They're Godivas... very good chocolates. Taste one."

Eyeing her suspiciously, Faith reached in the box and popped one in her mouth. A slow smile crept across her features as it melted her mouth. *Fuckin-a, this shit is damn good!* She quickly munched another, grinning. "Damn, these are good. Thanks."

Kathryn breathed out a sigh of relief as did the rest of the table. Then Faith did something else that surprised everyone, she shared. "Hey, anyone else want to try one?" Setting the box on the table, she grabbed Kathryn's hand and led her away as the inmates dived at it.

"What did you do that for?" Kathryn wondered out loud, still unfamiliar with kind gestures.

"I don't know. To be nice, I guess. C'mon, I want to play ping pong."

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"Give this message to Miss Merteuil." The warden handed William a slip of paper. He turned to gaze out the window as the guard left. *We'll have a slayer yet.* His demon eyes sparkled at the thought.

Part 13 - A Taste of Faith

Faith remained reserved, barely speaking more than a few sentences to anyone. Kathryn peered over at her nervously. Martha and Faith had finished playing ping pong, then the slayer had settled on the rec room couch to watch some tv and promptly fell asleep.

The little blonde smiled at the site. *Only Faithy could be so confident as to fall asleep in a room full of criminals and murders.*

Kathryn went over and gently woke her up. "Do you want to go back to our cell? I'll lay down with you." She offered softly, hoping Faith would say yes.

"Nope. I'm good. Is it lunch time yet?" Faith wouldn't meet her eyes. She looked past her and called out to Martha. "Hey Martha, do you want to go work out?"

Kathryn stepped in front of her and cupped her hand under the slayer's chin to tip her face up. "Faith, look at me. I need to talk to you."

"What about?! It seems to me that you've got things worked out to your liking!" She gestured at Kathryn's large group of minions. "And I don't care. Do whatever the fuck you want!"

The little blonde was taken aback by the venom in Faith's voice. "Can't we talk for a minute?"

"There's nothing to talk about. I already said it. DO WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT! I DON'T CARE!" Faith stormed out of the room with Kathryn at her heels.

"But I do."

"Really?" The brunette chuckled. "I bet you do. You care plenty about yourself, and that's good, right?! Look out for number one. I know that motto." Faith sneered bitterly. "Just leave me out of your shit, got that?! I'll protect you, but I won't play these frickin' prison games!"

She shoved Kathryn into the cell still seething. "I've dealt with end of the world kind of shit, ya know! I'm not fucking impressed by any of this! I know this may be the big time for you, babe, but this is amateur hour in my book! So keep me out of it! Do you understand, Kat?! Don't get me involved in any of it or so help me...!" She left the threat hanging.

Kathryn sat down heavily. "Faith, if you would just listen to me, we can help each other."

"No! I don't want to listen! I don't want to hear it! Just let me alone! I don't need your help! I don't need anything from anyone! YOU GOT IT?! I DON'T NEED YOU, B!"

"Faith, stop... Please." The little blonde wrapped her arms around the slayer and held her tight. "Please, listen to yourself. I'm not Buffy, remember? Come on, just lay down with me for a minute. Get some more sleep. You're just tired still... That's what's wrong." Kathryn led Faith to the bunks. "Please." She patted the bed, slightly surprised that the slayer actually obeyed.

Climbing in next to her, the green-eyed beauty pulled the tearful brunette into her arms. "Shhhh... I know you miss her. It's okay. I'm here." She gently stroked Faith's dark wavy locks, comforting her until she fell asleep.

She glanced down at the sexy brunette and smiled. Faith had cautiously cuddled up next to her, careful of Kathryn's injuries, but still close enough so their bodies touched as much as possible.

The slayer's secret desire to be held, struck the little blonde as sweet. She reached down to caress her, marveling at the heat radiating from Faith's soft, silky skin. It seared her fingertips and radiated through her body.

Kathryn closed her eyes as she gently touched Faith, moving her hand more slowly and deliberately. *Mmmmm... Faithy...* A small smile played across her lips as her hand delved lower.

She eased open the pretty slayer's shirt, and ran her fingertips lightly over Faith's nipples causing them to instantly stiffen. Kathryn sucked in her breath as the rush of pleasure soaked her panties. *Oh fuck.* She moaned softly, sliding one hand down the touch herself as the other continued to play with Faith's breasts.

Kathryn bent her head, capturing one of the rosy buds between her lips. She ran her tongue gently over it, stifling another whimper of pleasure. *Mmmmm..*

Reaching down, she quickly undid the slayer's pants and tugged them to her knees. "Oh fuck... you're hot." She whispered softly as she then yanked down the black panties. Kathryn leaned close, pressing her lips very lightly to Faith's pussy.

The brunette murmured and spread her legs. Naughty Kathryn smiled and lowered her mouth again to have a real taste. *OH GOD! YUMMMM!* Her tongue slid along Faith's wet slit, lapping at the slippery juices before traveling up to the slayer's now swollen clit.

Faith moaned softly and arched against Kathryn's mouth. The little inmate smiled as she pulled Faith's throbbing clit between her lips and gently suckled it. Her fingers now moved quickly over her own dripping pussy. She could feel herself getting close and wanted nothing more then to cum while sucking Faith off.

The brunette let out a sob of pleasure as she came fully awake and felt the gentle sucking and soft tongue. "Oh fuck!... Kat... oh yes... oh god... ahhhhhhh!" She tangled her hands in the Kathryn's golden locks, pressing the tiny inmate harder against her as the orgasm shuddered through her. She held very still, her eyes squeezed shut while her entire body trembled uncontrollably.

Kathryn continued to kiss and caress the slayer as her fingers slid faster over her own clitoris. *Almost there... mmmm... Faithy... almost...* Kathryn shivered and moaned. She was so close. The little blonde lapped eagerly at Faith's juices, knowing that soon she would cum and cum hard. "Oh GOD! YESSSSSS!" She screamed and fell against Faith ignoring the pain in her ribs as the orgasm tore at her body.

"Jesus Christ! That was good!" Kathryn gasped and laughed rolling to the side, pleased. Her whole body tingled pleasantly. She felt euphoric. "Faith.. Faith?"

"Huh.. what?"

The little inmate struggled to prop herself up and have a good look at the quiet slayer. "Is something wrong?"

Faith kept her eyes closed. "No."

Before Kathryn could press her, the lunch buzzer sounded. Faith gently moved the injured blonde off of her and pulled up her pants. "Come on." She buttoned up her shirt without looking at the older girl. "Lunch time."

Kathryn nodded in confusion as she scrambled after Faith. Several of the inmates gave the girls knowing looks and sly smiles. Quiet was something Kathryn just was not. Martha approached them snickering.

"Did you get your workout, Faith?" The inmate teased gently, but stepped back fearfully as Faith scowled.

"Shut up!" She brushed past everyone and went to the front of line, leaving Kathryn standing with Martha and her pasty record keeper Kim.

The little blonde frowned. *What's wrong? That was amazing sex. At least I thought so.* Kathryn pouted as she picked up her lunch tray. She noticed William to the side, waving her over.

"What?" Kathryn rushed him, casting her eyes in Faith's direction. Fortunately, the brunette appeared preoccupied.

He grinned excited to see the pretty blonde. "Hi Kathryn, the warden sent me." He quickly passed her the slip of paper.

"I figured as much." Her tone held a hint of impatience as she slipped the note into her pocket. "Thanks William, I can't chat right now though."

Making her way over to Faith, the little blonde pushed past several other inmates who initially objected. Once they saw who was shoving them, they quickly stepped aside.

"Faith. Faith! Wait for me. Please." Kathryn had become desperate. They had just made love and now Faith was blowing her off again.*Why?*

"Yeah. Hurry up." Faith stopped and glanced down at the sad little blonde clutching her sleeve. "What is it?"

"I just wanted you to wait for me." The complaint sounded foolish even to Kathryn's own ears; she blushed furiously looking away.

"Fine. Come on." The slayer took her hand and led her to an empty table. Many of Kathryn's companions moved to follow but the little blonde discreetly waved them away. She wanted to sit alone with Faith.

"Are you still angry with me?" Green eyes peered up at the brunette curiously. "I hope not, because I am sorry. And Faith, I promise to keep you out of everything, okay? I won't bother you with any of what I'm doing... you can count on it."

Faith stared at her for a long moment before turning back to her meal. "Whatever! Stop yammering on about it, will ya?! Fuck, I said I don't care. Why do you?!"

Kathryn blinked back tears. *What the hell?! Why do I care?!* She crossed her arms over her chest defiantly. "I don't! So fuck you too!"

A grin spread across Faith's features. "There she is. That's the real Kathryn."

The little blonde's face fell as she looked away.

Part 14 - It Has To Be Faith

The pretty little inmate paced about the warden's office. "Are they coming or not?" She glanced back at William. "I've been waiting for almost an hour! Faith is going to start looking for me!" Kathryn nervously ran her hand through her hair.

She checked the clock again. "Ten more minutes and I have to go back to my cell."

William lowered his head. "I'm sorry. I think their meeting is almost done."

The outer door opened and the warden stuck his head in. "William, bring Kathryn out to the car please."

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Faith laid on her bunk, tossing a ball at the ceiling. She was so bored. Kathryn still hadn't come back. She'd be worried except Martha said she saw Kathryn leaving with William. Nothing would happen to her if William was with her. The slayer was certain of that. She recognized the lovesick look in his eyes whenever he spoke to the little blonde.

*I wonder what that bitch is up to.* Faith scowled and hopped off her bunk. *If she's not careful she'll get herself killed. Dammit!* The brunette leaned against the bars and peered out, absently considering the possibility.

*Then I'd be all by myself again.* She scuffed her sneaker as she pushed her hands deep into her pockets and kicked at the ground. *So what... no big deal... I don't need her.* Faith walked around the tiny cell, counting the tiles as she paced. *It's kinda nice having someone to talk to though.* She thought about Kathryn's cute pout and sweet smell... like vanilla. *She's so soft and warm.... and damn, the sex... fuck!* The slayer smacked herself in the head. *Wake up, Faith... you idiot! She's just a conniving bitch... she'll fuck with you! Just because she looks exactly like Buffy doesn't mean she has any true Buffyness!*

A familiar sensation crawled over Faith's skin causing her to look up quickly. She caught a glimpse of something in the hall. With slayer speed she was out of her cell and headed in that direction.

Someone called her name. Faith spun around to see Kathryn standing there wearing a big smile. She turned back but whatever she was tracking was gone.

"Hey, where have you been?" The brunette asked in a brooding tone.

"Oh no, are you still grumpy Faith?" Kathryn teased as she took the slayer's hand.

"No. I'm five by five, thank you. You're the one who's been all creepy." Faith snapped, glaring angrily at the pretty blonde. She was furious again, but wasn't even sure why, and that made her even angrier.

"Okay then, act like a brat. But I hope you realize that I'm not going to tolerate too much of this attitude.... I can be with anyone I want, you know?" Kathryn let go of her hand and walked off.

Faith stood there grim for a moment before she followed after her. "Hey, where are you going?" She kicked herself for asking. *Stop acting like you give a shit!* Faith immediately shrugged. "Never mind. I'm going back to our cell."

Kathryn arched an eyebrow. "Fine." She disappeared around the corner, leaving a very frustrated and even more confused slayer in her wake.

*Dammit!* Faith punched the wall. *Oops!* She pulled her fist out from the hole it made and glanced around. To her relief no one had witnessed it.

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Kathryn reclined against the bleachers in the exercise room, lazily watching the inmates workout. Her ribs were mending okay. They didn't hurt as much as before. *That doctor's a quack. They couldn't have been broken.* She gingerly felt her side. No, at the most they were badly bruised.

Kim waved and came over. "I was looking for you. That awful Faith was the only one in your cell. Kat, I don't like her. Can't we just go with someone else."

The little blonde cast an annoyed look in Kim's direction. "No. It has to be Faith." Kathryn settled back and considered the women in front of her. *None here are of Faith's quality, besides Faith has the cutest little dimples when she smiles.* The tiny inmate sighed as she leaned back. Soon she'd go back to their cell and Faith would be there... cranky, no doubt... but still there. Kathryn smiled.

Part 15 - The Green-Eyed Monster

Faith sat on her bunk, thinking about what Kathryn had said. She knew the little blonde was right Kathryn could just find somebody else, Faith wouldn't force herself on anyone... not anymore. But the thought of anyone else touching Kathryn's beautiful, perfect Buffy body infuriated the slayer. She stood up and began pacing again. *Dammit! No one else is going to touch her... I want her still... for now.*

The brunette strode about the small cell wondering if Kathryn was already shopping around. *Nahhh... she wouldn't do that. I'm her best bet.... I think.* Faith sulked as she checked the hall clock for the fifth time. *Who is she with?! William or even Maxie, would do her favors for some of that sweet, little, Buffy body.*

The slayer growled at the thought. *That's it!* She stormed out of the cell and to the rec room. *Where the fuck is she?!* Faith ran to the gym. *If she's not in here then..* She left the thought unfinished as panic began to set in. *Fuck, what if something did happen to her?!* The dark slayer could feel her mouth go dry and her palms began to sweat.

She slammed the doors open and rushed in, scanning the room quickly.

Kathryn was struggling to stifle a yawn when the doors where thrown open and Faith ran in looking very upset. The little blonde sat up quickly, concerned but before she had time to react, the slayer had spotted her.

Kathryn noticed with surprise and pleasure the smile that quickly came and went. *Always trying to look tough.* But Kathryn caught her; she glimpsed the initial look on Faith's face and it was one of pure relief.

The little blonde felt a rush of warmth and a tickly sensation settle in her stomach. She could barely push back her smile as Faith approached.

The dark slayer tried to act cool. "Hey." She sat next to the blonde nervously.

Kathryn's lip twitched as she struggled to appear nonchalant."Hey yourself."

"I... um.. got bored." Faith leaned back casually, stealing a peek at Kathryn's body. The blonde ignored her and turned back to the conversation she was having with Kim. Undaunted, Faith stretched and surreptitiously breathed in Kathryn's delicious scent. *Mmmm... vanilla..*

She had barely been around the little beauty all day, and now she realized she had desperately missed her. Being back in Kathryn's proximity was slightly intoxicating. A small smile played upon Faith's lips as she scooted closer to the little green-eyed goddess.

Kathryn glanced back over at Faith, perplexed. *What now?! She's acting strange.* The tiny blonde shook it off and turned back to the other inmates. A shipment of cigarettes was going to be delivered to her and doling them out was of top priority.

"Well, how much does she want, Kim? Because I'm not going to be blackmailed into giving over half! She's got another thing coming if she thinks that's going to happen. Tell Devon and that other one, what's her name's cohort, to go have a little discussion with our friend."

The conversation continued on with other inmates interjecting, but Faith paid little attention to the content of the discussion. She was too busy breathing in Kathryn and enjoying the nearness. The little blonde had stretched and now her foot rested against Faith's.

The brunette edged a bit closer, taking another long breath. She felt her stomach jump when Kathryn stole a peek at her and winked. *Holy fuck, she's gorgeous!* The slayer turned away fast. *Now what?.. Maybe she wants some ice tea... or a popsicle.* Faith sat deciding the best strategy to returning to Kathryn's good graces.

"Do you want any ice tea?" She tried not to sound too eager. "I mean if you're thirsty or whatever." Her voice trailed off.

Kathryn gazed at Faith for a moment. "No, it's okay. Someone else can get it for me. Why don't you go workout or play ping pong?"

*She's trying to get rid of me!* Faith frowned and sat back. "No, I'm good here. Do you have a problem with that?!"

"My goodness, you are testy! No, I just thought you might be bored sitting here. Isn't that why you were bored in the cell?" Kathryn asked irritably, turning her back toward Faith as rejoined the conversation still taking place. No one seemed to be paying much attention to Faith.

*Way to go, moron! Now she's frickin' mad... ugh!* Faith sat sullenly for a minute considering her next move when she noticed a couple of inmates on the mats screwing around, trying to do flips and stuff. A large grin spread across Faith's face. She jumped up and went to them.

"Hey."

The girls looked up at her fearfully.

"Do you want me to show you how to do that?" She peered over at Kathryn to see if she was looking. The little blonde was facing her direction, but Faith couldn't tell if she was paying attention. "Here try it like this. Watch me do it first." Faith did two front handsprings. She stole a quick peek at Kathryn.

Kathryn smiled when she noticed Faith on the mats with some of the younger inmates. She was showing them how to do various gymnastic routines... flips, handsprings and twists.. even some kicks. It all looked so cute. Her eyes kept straying to the beautiful brunette. Faith seemed so excited as she explained it and helped them to do it.

Kim continued to prattle on, but Kathryn's eyes were glued on the slayer.

"No, you have to tuck your head down. See." Faith became so absorbed in playing; she forgot she was really out there to show off. "What's your name again?"

"Ruth." The red head grinned at Faith. She thought the tough brunette was sexy hot. Her and her friends had been crushing over the slayer since the moment she was incarcerated. She just couldn't believe that Faith was finally talking to her. "Wait, show me that one thing you day the other day."

The other girl started bouncing up and down. "Yeah, Faith do it again with the double twist at the end. You know that really cool thing you did with the back handsprings."

"Yeah, yeah. So which one of you was in gymnastics?" The brunette cocked her head studying her new admirers; she failed to notice the jealous little blonde observing.

"No, not gymnastics, Faithy. We were in cheer." Ruth giggled as she rested her hand on Faith's arm casually.

Kathryn sat up, staring. *What the hell! Did she just call her Faithy?!* The little blonde snarled as she regarded the girls. The red head was touching Faith. Kim asked her a question for the second time.'

"Kat? Kathryn, are you even listening? I asked you which guard we should pay to bring in tonight's crate."

"Huh? What?!" Kathryn's head snapped around in annoyance. "I don't know and don't care. Have that idiot sister of yours take care of it. Geez, can't you make any decisions?!" The blonde waved her off as she got up.

"Faithy, will you spot me. I want to try a back handspring." Ruth bounced over to the brunette and grabbed Faith's hand placing it on the small of her back.

Kathryn fumed. She stalked over and shoved the girl to the floor. Ruth jumped to her feet and took a swing at the little blonde, but Faith's hand shot out and caught her wrist.

"You don't want to do that." The slayer's voice was cold; she squeezed hard enough to make the girl wince then shoved her back. "Sorry Ruth, nobody hits K. Got it?!" The two girls stumbled back then ran from the room. Faith let out an exasperated sigh as she turned to face Kathryn. "What'd you do that for anyway?"

"Oh please! Faithy? Give me a break! Ugh! Really!" Kathryn stamped off, leaving the brunette staring after her confused.

Part 16 - Not Getting Off Easy

They had avoided each other during dinner or rather Kathryn seemed to have avoided the slayer. When Faith had returned to their table with her tray she found it so crowded there was nowhere for her to sit. *I can take a hint.* She frowned as she located an empty table and sat by herself, not for long though. Ruth and the other cheerleader girl quickly joined her.

Kathryn had discreetly taken note of the Faith's dinner companions and now was in a foul mood as the slayer came into their cell.

The little blonde had stripped down to her panties and was pacing about the room. As soon as she heard the slayer she quickly sat at the desk, pretending to be preoccupied with opening her mail.

Faith glanced at Kathryn, clad in nothing but panties. *Could she be any hotter?! Fuck.. probably not.* The slayer shook her head and tore her gaze from Kathryn's perfect breasts and lovely flat stomach. She tried a small smile and asked conversationally, "So who's the letter from?"

The little inmate didn't look up. "None of your business!"

Faith bit back a nasty retort, and tried again. "So... um.. dinner was pretty gross, wasn't it?" She sat on the bottom bunk and tugged off her sneakers.

"Didn't notice." Kathryn spoke in a flat voice as she continued to read one of her letters.

Faith quirked an eyebrow at the pretty blonde's cold tone. She shrugged it off and got up to change for bed.

The blonde stole a peek of Faith's unclad form in the mirror. She inwardly groaned. *Why does she have to look so good?! Ugh!*

Faith turned back quickly, but Kathryn wasn't even looking. Her eyes lowered, dejected. *What should I do? Is this the moment where I'm supposed to apologize or somethin'?.. What'd I frickin' do anyway?!... Okay, so I was a bitch before but...* She peered over at her small cellmate longingly. *Goddamn, she looks just like B.* Faith sighed as she climbed up to her bunk.

Kathryn pulled out some fresh stationary and started a letter. She let her eyes flick back to the mirror and was pleased to find that Faith still watched her.

*Faith, you idiot... just apologize. That's what she's waiting for... it's so obvious.* The brunette rolled over and stared at the ceiling as the silence dragged on. "So... um... how is your side feeling?... I mean your ribs... Are they still bugging you as bad?... Your eye looks a hell of lot better... you know?"

The little beauty only grunted by way of response. *There's no way I'm letting her off that easy! And what's with her hanging around those stupid cheerleaders anyway!... Damn her!* Kathryn spun around angrily. "Night, night, little Faithy." She turned back toward her letter as a form of dismissal, not bothering to catch the crestfallen look on the slayer's face.

Faith bristled at the insult. It was a slam on her maturity. *You're not so perfect yourself, K!* She held her tongue though, not wanting to make it worse. The more it seemed that Kathryn was not going to forgive, was all the more that Faith longed for her absolution.

She now desperately ached to touch her little Buffy... to taste her... to fuck her. Faith groaned and covered her eyes, trying to block out the scantily clad beauty just a few feet away. *I could just grab her and force her.... NO!... I want her to want it too or it's no good.*

The lights out buzzer sounded and the guards' bellowing began. "LIGHTS OUT! *pause* LIGHTS OUT!"

Kathryn stood up and yawned. She glanced briefly at the mirror again. Faith was still gazing at her, so she stood up and slipped off her panties then stretched. She smiled to herself as she felt Faith's eyes roaming over her. Kathryn purposely took an extra couple of minutes to turn out the light.

*HOLY FUCK!* Faith's eyes went wide at Kathryn's little display. Her mouth even began to salivate. She rolled over in frustration, punching her pillow to fluff it. It only took a few moments for Kathryn's even breathing to indicate that she had fallen asleep.

The slayer laid there, tortured by images of nude Kathryn just below. Finally, she slid off her bunk and sat silently at the edge of the blonde's bed. Tugging the sheet down, she peered at the perfect, beautiful, and now exposed hot little body. Her hand reached out, trembling slightly with anticipation as she ran her fingertips lightly over the golden flesh.

Kathryn awoke at the first touch, but kept her eyes closed as she felt Faith's hands reverently caressing her.

Part 17 - The Transformation

*Oh god!* The little blonde bit back a moan as Faith's hand traveled lower, slipping lightly between her legs.

Faith glanced up quickly but Kathryn's eyes were still closed so she continued. Tenderly she slid her fingers against the silky pussy lips, stroking them as she leaned close and breathed in Kathryn's sweet scent. The little blonde was aroused, and Faith could sense it.

She spread the delicate folds and bent her head down, touching her tongue to Kathryn's swollen clit. *Mmmmm..* Faith pulled the little nub between her lips and suckled gently as her hands clung tightly to the little inmate's thighs.

Kathryn could hold back no longer and arched up into Faith's mouth, moaning in ecstasy as the first waves of her orgasm washed over her. "OH GOD! YESSSSSSSS!" She hissed as she tangled her hands into Faith's hair.

The brunette licked and kissed her, drawing Kathryn's orgasm out to its fullest. Then the slayer crawled up her body and gazed into Kathryn's beautiful green eyes. They now shimmered with tears.

"I love you." Faith whispered feeling a slight tingle go through her. She shivered and looked back down at the pretty blonde in her arms. *Something happened... Something changed.* The thought slipped away as suddenly as it had come.

"What?" The little beauty blinked and the tears trickled slowly down her cheeks. "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course, I do."

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The morning buzzer startled Faith awake. She jumped up and hit her head on the bunk above. "Fuck!" Stumbling out of bed, she nursed her injured head as she gazed down at the disagreeable little blonde.

"Noooo." Kathryn whimpered and covered her face with the pillow. "Wanna sleep more."

"K, get up. C'mon, you can take a nap after breakfast. You have to get outta bed." Faith gently stood the small girl up and started to dress her.

"Nooo." Kathryn struggled, making it difficult to get her pants on.

"Stop it. Now keep still."

Kathryn pouted as Faith pulled her pants up. "Faith, I don't feel good. Please let me sleep."

"After breakfast. I swear, I'll come in here and lay down with you even. C'mon K, if you don't go to breakfast they'll try to stick you in the infirmary. Do you want that?"

"Nooo." Kathryn stopped fussing, and let Faith finish dressing her.

The dark slayer frowned as she felt Kathryn's forehead. The tiny blonde was burning up. "Shit!" Faith cursed as picked the little inmate up and headed for the showers. "Just hang in there, Kathryn. It'll go fast. I don't want you in the infirmary, `cause I can't watch over you in there."

The little blonde wrapped her arms around the slayer's neck. "Faith, I think something is seriously wrong. I feel so strange... like separate from my body."

"K, don't say that. You're fine. You're okay. You gotta be okay!" The brunette panicked as the pretty, little inmate convulsed. "Please Kathryn, I need you. Please." Tears rolled down Faith's cheeks as she knelt down with the blonde in her arms.

Kathryn's eyes opened, the green orbs glassy and unfocused. "Faith, I have to tell you something..."

"Shhh... tell me later, okay. I'm going to the infirmary with you." Faith set her down and looked about the shower room. "Hey Martha, come here."

The woman approached her with some uncertainty as Faith pulled a pipe from the wall.

"Hit me!" The slayer commanded impatiently. "Just do it and keep doing it!"

Martha squeezed her eyes shut and swung.

..............................

Faith hunched nervously over her little Buffy, holding her hand in her own. "K... K.. wake up, please."

Her eyes finally opened and stared, dazed. "Faith, I really have to tell you before it's too late... too late to warn you."

"What? What is it?" Fear seeped into Faith's tone.

"Wolfram and Hart... they... they've... Buf..." Kathryn lost consciousness.

Part 18 - Dying Again

Faith was startled awake by Kathryn's choking. "K... what's wrong?! Breathe... c'mon, you're hyperventilating... just breathe." The slayer watched the little blonde as she struggled to obey Faith. She sucked in, trying desperately to get a lungful.

"Faith..." She coughed again as the slayer wrapped her arms around her little fever stricken form. "I have to tell... they've... Faith, I'm going to die. I know now what the ritual was for... Wolfram and Hart... they... they want a slayer..." Kathryn's eyes rolled back and her body shook.

"FUCK! DOCTOR! SHE NEEDS A DOCTOR!" Faith shouted out in panic, racing to the hall and throwing open the door. "DOCTOR! SOMEONE GET THE DOCTOR!"

One of the nurses raced past Faith, and began CPR on Kathryn. The doctor rushed in with several more nurses and a guard.

"Something happened! She's dying!" Faith cried as she stood to the side with the guard holding her arm.

"Faith, stay here. The doctor is going to try and help her. Just be calm."

The slayer looked up with tears in her eyes, Maxie was the one holding her arm, and William came in shortly after. "What's going on?" The young guard appeared almost as stricken as Faith.

Faith sobbed. "Please don't die... don't leave me... B come back..." The slayer slid to the floor in tears. William and Maxie gently pulled her to her feet.

The doctor and nurses suddenly stopped working on her.

"NO! KEEP TRYING!" Faith yelled, running over to the bed. She took Kathryn's hand in her own. The little blonde was suddenly ice cold. The slayer screamed. "FEEL THIS! FEEL THIS! SHE'S FREEZING!"

The doctor looked at her sympathetically, but touched the body to humor Faith. His face went pale at what he felt. *Impossible!* There was no explanation for a body to immediately lose all its heat this quick. *No, it's more than that. This girl's body is as cold as the freezing ground outside!*

The doctor exchanged a spooked looked with the nurses, dropping Kathryn's hand and stepping away from the bed.

Faith picked up the small perfect body and rocked her gently. "B... I loved you.. why'd you die... please..."

Everyone in the room stared at Faith, uncertain on how to get Kathryn's body away from the grief stricken slayer.

"Faith." Maxie touched her shoulder. "Faith, you have to let her go."

"Never! Buffy can't die!" Faith carried the cold little blonde from the bed. She edged toward the door, tears running down her face. "You can't take her from me! I won't let you this time!"

"Faith." Martha stepped in behind her. "Faith, listen to me. That's not Buffy you're holding... Faith, put her down. Come on, it's okay."

"NO! NO! THIS IS BUFFY!" Faith's voice was becoming hoarse from shouting. "I SAW IT LAST NIGHT. SHE'S REALLY BUFFY. SHE TOLD ME AS MUCH! DON'T YOU LIE TO ME!"

More guards rushed in. They began circling the slayer. "Faith, c'mon now... put her down... come quietly... don't make us do this..."

Faith glanced down at Kathryn's ghostly white face. "How can she be so cold?.. so pale?" The brunette sank to her knees, clinging to the small body of her lover.

Maxie gently took Kathryn from her arms and handed her to William while Martha led the slayer to her cell.

Part 19 - A Miracle Or a Curse

Faith and Martha had hardly turned the corner when they heard an ear piercing scream. They exchanged a glance and Martha ran in the opposite direction. The guard followed Martha, and Faith ran toward the screams.

She came to a screeching halt at the site that greeted her. A nurse was cowering on the floor in hysterics as the tiny blonde stood over her.

"K?" Faith approached the pale little figure hesitantly. "K, come to me."

There was no indication that she heard Faith. She remained still. The slayer reached for her hand and turned her around.

"You came back to me."

........................

Faith led the pretty inmate back toward their cell. The doctor had checked her over; there was no sign of the previous illness that had struck her. However, she still didn't seem normal.

The dark slayer sat staring at the silent the girl, wondering at what had happened. *It is like a miracle... But what is wrong with her?... Why won't she talk to me?* Faith reached out and lightly touched her partner's cheek. "K? Say something, please."

The girl didn't look up. Faith then whispered, "B?"

The little blonde peered up at her, sadly. "Holy shit!" Faith cried out and grabbed the small slayer in her arms, hugging her tight and crying. "I knew it! I knew it! It's you! You came back!"

Buffy said nothing... did nothing. She just stared off in the distance as Faith laid her down and kissed her. "Don't worry B. I'll take care of you this time. Everything will be okay. I won't let anyone or anything hurt you... never... never again. You're with me now. I will keep you safe."

Part 20 - Lilah Reveals Her Plan

Faith laid in the bunk with the little blonde, holding her tight while they slept. Nothing was going to take Buffy away from her again! She would make sure of that. When the buzzer sounded Buffy was still secure in her arms.

Faith pulled the blonde out of bed with her. "C'mon B, time to take our shower then we have breakfast." The young slayer spoke comfortingly to Buffy, who had yet to say a word.

"Hey Faith, how is she doing?" Martha asked as the two slayers arrived at the showers.

Faith carefully undressed Buffy as she replied, "Okay, I think she'll be okay eventually. I'm going to take care of her."

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Lilah paced her office, waiting for the partners to arrive. Her new rival sat across from her glaring.

"Do tell Lilah. Why did you do it? Miss Summers would have been enough."

"I'm a firm believer in `the two is better than one' principle. By the time my little plan has reached completion, Wolfram and Hart will have both of the slayers working for them. You just have to think big, Devon... very big."

"Your greed will be your downfall." Devon smirked. "Don't you think that this Faith girl, may figure out that your "Kathryn" was always Buffy, and then what happens?! No, Lilah, you will fail as you have done so many times before."

They both fell silent as the doors opened and the Senior partners entered.

..........................

Faith washed Buffy very gently then helped her dress. They made their way to breakfast amidst all the stares and whispers. The other inmates were more terrified of the couple, if that was even possible.

People literally jumped away from the pair. Faith happily filled Buffy's tray and carried it to the table. The little blonde followed obediently behind her. Kathryn's minions stood to the side watching.

Kim hesitantly approached, fearful of Faith. The dark slayer smiled up at her. "Hey Kim, Kathryn's not feeling well, so I'll be taking care of her stuff for her. Lemme see that notebook."

The nervous inmate handed it over, stuttering slightly. "Yeah, o.. okay."

"Have a seat Kim. I haven't been so friendly, but that's gonna change." Faith held out her hand, and Kim shook it with great excitement. "Now tell me what you can, about Kathryn's Wolfram and Hart dealings."

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The meeting went off without a hitch. Lilah smiled, well pleased with her apparent success. The partners lavished high praise upon her. Devon remained behind. He had a question for the overly ambitious lawyer.

"Lilah, I must admit your plan is even more clever than I first guessed. I am very impressed as are the partners." Devon gave a sly smile. *Flattery gets you everywhere.* He circled Lilah like a predator. "What's amazing is that spell. I still can't get over it. Explain to me, where did you get that nasty girl's personality from."

Lilah couldn't resist a good brag. "She was a client of ours, an especially unpleasant girl. But what clinched it for me was her remarkable resemblance to Miss Summers. I knew once we resurrected the slayer that Kathryn's personality would be a good fit." She sipped her drink before continuing. "Then there was a little demonic chanting, several spells, carefully planned rituals and.."

" And viola! Buffy Summers believes that she's this Kathryn Mertreuil woman. Bravo! I must confess I am in awe of your attention to detail. Hopefully, this won't backfire. Good day, Lilah." Devon did a quick bow and exited her office.

He rushed past his receptionist, barking the command. "Get me the phone number for a Miss Kathryn Mertreuil."

Part 21 - A Visit To New York

Faith sat with Buffy in the rec room. "Here B, your show is on." She brushed past all the other inmates and changed the channel.

Buffy looked at the television, and smiled. *Yes, I like this show.* Faith settled next to her and took her hand.

"Maybe, you would like some ice cream?" The dark slayer waved at Martha who approached smiling.

"Does she want a treat?" She bent close to Buffy. "What would you like, dear?" Martha looked at the silent slayer worriedly. Faith's girl still hadn't spoken a word, but Martha was more troubled by Faith's apparent lack of concern. It was as if her friend didn't notice that the little blonde was like a zombie.

"She'll have an ice cream sandwich. Thanks Martha." The brunette brushed a few unruly locks from Buffy's face. She noticed the black eye was completely gone. *How could I have missed that before?!* Faith reached down and gently touched Buffy's side, feeling her ribs carefully. *Healed. She's completely healed.*

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Devon stood outside the doors of the luxurious townhouse. He was now in uptown, Manhattan, patiently waiting with his assistant. The doors opened and a maid peered out at them.

"Yes? May I help you?"

"We have an appointment with Miss Merteuil, please. I am Devon Randall and this is my assistant, Ms. McGregor."

"Yes, sir. If you'd please come in, I'll will inform Miss Merteuil." The maid's polite discourse was interrupted by a nasty shout.

"Who the hell is it, Maria?! I told you I wasn't accepting any visitors today! Are you as stupid as you are lazy! Send them away!"

"But Miss, they say they have an appointment." The maid stood wringing her hands nervously as a young and very beautiful brunette came around the corner. She was striking. Devon immediately could see the resemblance to Miss Summers.

He held out his hand. "Miss Merteuil, I am with Wolfram and Hart. We spoke briefly on the telephone."

Kathryn's lip curled up in a wicked grin. "Maria, why didn't you say it was someone from my attorney's office?!" She turned toward Devon. "You'll have to excuse my maid; she's a bit thick. It's hard to find good help these days, you know how it is." Kathryn chuckled as she led her guests toward the drawing room. "So what is it I can help you with? I was under the impression from Lilah that I had paid my debt. What other favors could you people or should I say creatures," With that the little brunette laughed. "I'm sorry. Perhaps you are human. Anyway, what else do you need?"

Devon sat down and opened up his briefcase. "We just need the details of the spell."

"How the hell should I know?!" Kathryn sauntered back toward a desk and removed a piece of paper which she handed Devon. "All I have is this. Lilah sent an assistant several weeks ago and I gave a sample of my blood. That's really all the information I can give you. Now, have you come to discuss my cousin's little predicament or not? Because I'd really like his situation cleared up. Drunk driving is such a nasty inconvenience on one's driving record, don't you think?"

His assistant leaned close and whispered. "I told her you'd take her cousin's case." Devon nodded and peered back at Kathryn.

"So I take it your situation regarding the cocaine charges and Sebastian's accident have been attended to?" Devon regarded the bitchy brunette carefully.

"Oh god yes. Lilah straightened that out for me. Now let's get back to my cousin's problem."

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"It was always you." Faith whispered to her fellow slayer as she ran her hands over the little blonde's side. "It had to be you. You're the only one I could ever love." The brunette could feel tears stinging her eyes as she regarded the beautiful little blonde in front of her.

*Faith loves me?! Things just keep getting stranger! Oh well, it's better then her trying to kill me.* Buffy looked at her and gave a faint smile before turning back toward the television.

"An ice cream sandwich for Faith's girl." Martha said proudly, holding it out. Faith took the treat and unwrapped it. Then she handed the ice cream sandwich to the little slayer who eagerly snatched it from her and began happily munching.

Part 22 - Calling For Help

Faith stood fidgeting as she waited for the guard to dial the phone. She needed to hurry and get back to Buffy. The slayer could hardly bring herself to leave Buffy for even a few minutes, but at least she had left the little blonde with Martha... and William said that he would keep an eye out for her too.

The guard handed her the phone. Switching it in her hand, Faith cursed silently. "C'mon someone has to be home. Dammit, answer the phone! C'mon C..." The answering machine picked. She rolled her eyes but left a message. "Angel, it's really important that you get a hold of me. It's an emergency. I can't explain it over the phone, but as soon as you can, get your butt up here. `kay? Gotta go. Bye."

She turned back toward the guard. "Please, can I have one more call. I've never used my calls before." Faith gave the guard a seductive smile. "C'mon, pleasseee..."

"Yeah okay, Faith. Don't tell anyone though." He reached over and began to dial the other number for her.

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"I'll get it." Willow called out as she ran into the kitchen. "Hello."

"Red, listen. Don't hang up! Please, don't hang up!"

"Why shouldn't I?! Faith, you really are something else!" The witch's eyes flashed.

"Red, I don't have time for this. Buffy needs help." Faith pleaded, knowing the witch was essential to undoing whatever spell Buffy was still under.

"IS THIS A SICK JOKE!" Willow's eyes went black. Glasses in the sink shattered, and plates slid off the table as the witch struggled to control her temper. "Faith, I don't know what kind of game you're playing. Buffy's dead and you know it! So if you think.."

Faith interrupted. "She's back. I swear it. She's here with me. But Red, she needs our help."

"Faith, if you ever call here again you'll be sorry. I'm a very powerful witch, and you're already on my list. I'm warning you!" The red head cursed and slammed down the phone.

"Wait!" Faith shouted, but it was too late. Willow had hung up.

"Back to your cell, Faith." The guard held open the door for her.

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"Honey, what are you doing?" Tara smiled as she came into the living room, but stopped short when she found her girlfriend sitting on the couch crying. "What is it, sweetie?" She sat next to her and pulled the little red head into her arms.

"Faith! That's what!" Willow sobbed some more. "She called here."

"Why?" The blonde witch tilted her girlfriend's face up. "Tell me what happened?"

"She said Buffy needed our help." Willow covered her face. "Oh god Tara, I can't stand it. Even a loon like Faith knows that we had failed Buffy."

Tara stared at her in shock. "She... she said what?"

Willow glanced up at the blonde's pale face. "Tara, you don't think...?"

The question went unanswered as Tara stood quickly. Spike was standing in the hall. The vampire stepped forward with purpose as he asked. "Well, don't you think somebody better bloody find out?!"

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Faith rounded the corner in time to hear the shouts and jeers. She took in the scene quickly. The guard, William was knocked out on the floor, and Martha had been cornered. *NO! B!*

The slayer raced past the crowd and into the rec room. Buffy was backing away from several of the inmates who where looking for revenge. Another guard, who had obviously been paid off, rushed Faith, catching her unaware.

The taser gun stunned the brunette and she fell to her knees. "B! NO!" She cried out as she reached toward Buffy with her hand. *They're gonna hurt my B!* The dark slayer could feel the tears stinging her eyes as she watched.

The inmates circled Buffy like wild animals. Her eyes were wide and frightened. *What do they want?!* She panicked and turned to run, but a few prisoners had gotten behind her.

"Where's your protector now, Kathryn?!" The woman grinned evilly before raising her fist. She struck Buffy hard in the mouth, causing the little blonde to grunt in pain and fall to her hands and knees.

Buffy slowly peered up at her attacker. "C'mon princess, show us what ya got?!" The big butch taunted mercilessly. She lifted her foot preparing to kick Buffy in the face.

Faith stumbled to her feet, trying to push past the crowd. "B!" She shouted as Buffy grabbed the woman's foot and flipped her. The little slayer bounced to her feet, holding up her fists.

"You little bitch!" Another raced toward her, but the blonde merely stepped aside and stuck out her foot, tripping her next would be attacker.

Some of the inmates moved away when they saw Faith coming forward. A few were too juiced up though, and charged the little slayer. Buffy spun around, punching one and tossing her then ducking the swing of another before sending her sailing with a spinning kick.

Faith grinned. "That's it, B. It's just like ridin' a horse."

Buffy glared as she sprung again, kicking another woman clear across the room. The women started backing away from her. Faith raced over and pulled the shaking little slayer into her arms. "It's okay, B. I'm here now. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you. I won't do it again. I promise." She led the tiny beauty back to their cell.

.............

"Come on, whelp. Can't you dig faster?!" Spike scowled as he glanced over his shoulder.

"Strangely, no." Xander snapped while pausing to take a breath. "Digging up graves isn't exactly my specialty."

"Guys, please. No fighting. We have to get this over with." Willow stood to the side with Anya and Tara, watching the two as they dug up Buffy's grave. The whole situation was disturbing to all of them, but it was the only way they felt they could be certain that Faith wasn't playing some kind of trick.

The vampire hit something with his shovel. "Here! Here it is!" He called out excitedly as he leaned down and began brushing the dirt away with his hands. "Get me the crowbar!"

Xander climbed out of the grave. Returning with the crowbar, he turned to the witches. "Wil, are we sure about this?"

"We have to. We have to know." The red head responded, resolute. He nodded and tossed the vampire the tool.

"Okay kiddies, step back. This isn't going to be pretty." Spike choked back a sob as he tore open her coffin. He couldn't believe that he was here desecrating the grave of the only woman he could ever love. Falling back, Spike shouted. "BLOODY `ELL!"

Part 23 - Is It Really You?

The scoobies rushed forward and peered over the vampire's shoulder. What they saw made them gasp. Buffy's coffin was devoid of a body. Instead several boulders lined the inside of the casket. Spike jumped from the grave, grinning. "She's alive! The slayer's alive!"

"Spike, we don't know that!" Willow tried to temper their excitement. She still didn't trust Faith. "All we really know is that Buffy's body has been stolen, and that's nothing to celebrate."

Despair replaced jubilation as the scoobies glanced around at each other.

"What's next?" Xander asked.

"We go visit this other slayer!" Spike shouted angrily. "She better bloody well hope that Buffy's with her, or I'll break that bitch's neck myself!" He stomped off, leaving the others to ponder the implications of Faith's involvement.

..........................

"Are you warm enough now?" Faith asked as she put a sweater on the little blonde and kissed her.

Buffy looked at her fellow slayer then sat in the chair. She was waiting for Faith to brush out her hair like she always did before dinner. The dark slayer smiled as she picked up the hairbrush and gently worked through Buffy's golden locks.

"You know B, I called Angel and left a message. Somebody should be coming soon for you." Faith decided not to mention her phone call with Willow. There didn't seem to be a point.

Buffy peered up at Faith. *I'm hungry.*

The brunette studied her expression for a moment. "Do you want something? Are you hungry, B?"

The little slayer nodded her head.

"It's okay, B. It's almost dinner time." She smoothed back her hair.

"Faith." Maxie leaned in the cell. "You have visitors."

"Who?" The brunette edged over to Buffy and took her hand.

"I don't know... a bunch of kids, I think."

Buffy's face lit up.

"See, they're here." Faith guided Buffy along with her.

"They didn't ask to see Kathryn." Maxie narrowed her eyes.

"Yeah, but they'll want to. Trust me. Besides, I don't want to leave her alone again." Faith gave Maxie a pleading look.

"Yeah, okay Faith. But don't tell anyone that I let you drag your girlfriend everywhere." The guard smiled as she gestured for them to proceed.

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Spike, Willow, and Tara awaited Faith's arrival while Xander and Anya remained back in Sunnydale with Dawn.

The blonde vampire cursed as he paced. "I swear if this crazy bint tricked us..."

"Spike, please." Tara was having a difficult enough time keeping Willow calm. She didn't need the added stress of Spike's emotional outbursts.

The door to the visiting room opened. All three turned and peered through the glass. The beautiful brunette slayer entered. She was holding another girl's hand, pulling her along behind her.

Smiling at them, Faith gently guided her little companion in front of the glass. "Say hi to them... Please B, talk to them at least."

Spike's jaw dropped, and Willow broke down into tears. "Buffy! Oh my god, Buffy!" She reached out, wishing desperately to hug the slayer. There was nothing as frustrating as Faith being able to touch Buffy, and she couldn't. *Faith doesn't deserve her.* Willow squeezed her girlfriend's hand.

Tara asked first. "When? How?"

"I don't know how. I just know that she's been here for a little over a week. Look, you've gotta do something. She won't talk or she can't. I don't know which." The brunette sat Buffy down and handed her the candy she had brought. She hoped they didn't miss dinner. She could tell the little slayer was hungry.

Buffy smiled and immediately unwrapped her candy bar. She glanced back up at the visitors. *Willow! Spike! Tara! My buds!* She felt happy. She had candy, and her friends were here. The little slayer grinned as she nibbled the chocolate bar.

The scoobies stared at their slayer in shock. Faith played with Buffy's hair as she spoke. "Isn't it great?! She's really back. I keep thinking it's a wonderful dream, and that I'll wake up and she'll be gone. But Red, she's really here." There were tears in the dark slayer's eyes. She wiped at them, embarrassed. "Um... anyway, we need your help."

Willow finally got her wits about her. "We'll contact Giles. He's in England, so it will take him a day or two. What else can you tell us?"

Spike sat, touching the glass in front of Buffy, staring in complete amazement. "Buffy... slayer, is it really you?"

The little blonde tilted her head, studying them for a moment before reaching for Faith.

"Shhh... it's okay, B. We'll go to dinner in a second." The dark slayer comforted her then explained. "She's hungry. We should go. All I can tell you now is that it has something to do with those bastard lawyers, Wolfram and Hart. Get in touch with Angel. I'll be protecting her in here, don't worry." Faith let the small slayer take her hand and tug her toward the door.

Maxie came in. "Faith, that's all the time I can give you. Let's go."

Willow called after the departing slayers. "Faith, we'll be back next week."

Spike remained frozen, staring after them still dazed but elated.

Part 24 - Helping Buffy

"It was her, wasn't it?" Spike stared up at the witches, stupefied.

Willow reached down and grabbed the vampire's hand, pulling him to his feet. "Yes, it's her. C'mon, we have a lot to do."

.......................

Faith filled up Buffy's tray and her own, carrying them both back to the table where the little slayer waited with Martha.

Her eyes lit up when she saw all the food. Snatching the tray, the tiny blonde dug in with zeal. Faith smiled indulgently as Buffy reached across and began taking food off of her tray too.

Martha watched the two, amazed by Faith's new docile and caring attitude. She had been close to the slayer since Faith first arrived, but she had never seen the girl behave like this. It was a pleasant surprise to find out that her instincts were right; Faith was ultimately good at heart.

..............

"Angel, I have some news for you. You may want to be sitting for this. It's pretty big." Willow took a breath.

"Buffy's alive."

"Uh.. yeah, that's it. How'd you know?" The witch sat down heavily, glancing over at her girlfriend who shrugged.

"Cordelia had a vision. Look Willow, she needs our help." Angel's voice betrayed his anxiety.

"Yeah, I know. Faith told us... Angel, we saw her. She's in prison right now with Faith."

The vampire mumbled to himself. "That's what Faith's call was about."

"What?"

"Nothing. What was Faith able to tell you?" Angel grabbed up a pen and paper.

"Not much. Just that Wolfram and Hart had something to do with it." Willow tensed as she heard the vampire curse.

"Okay, we're going to start research here. I'll be going to see Faith tomorrow night." He glanced back at Wesley and Gunn.

"Angel, Faith's not allowed visitors again for a week." The witch informed him.

"No, it's okay. I know someone who can get me in there. Just make sure to get a hold of Giles. Tell him to start his research with the revivification ritual. I'll be in touch."

"Wait! Angel, Buffy's trapped in there with Faith! We have to do something more!" Willow clutched the phone tightly.

"Don't worry. She won't hurt her, Willow. When I told her that Buffy was dead, it nearly killed her. She should be in slayer mode, fully intending to protect Buffy."

"I hope you're right. Thanks Angel." Willow hung up and turned toward the scoobies. "Angel believes Faith will protect her."

"Are you insane?! This i