Author's Note: So, this chapter and several of the upcoming ones will have some flashbacks. I hope they make sense. Let me know if they don't.

I really hope I don't regret this.

Turning to Cordy, I take a deep breath.

But given my track record lately, I'm not sure I won't.

"Okay, let's go..."

Cordy holds out one hand to me and the other to Faith with her palm up. I look at Faith for a moment before reaching out and taking Cordy's hand, then Faith does the same. There's an intense feeling like the one Faith and I feel we touch, but it's different somehow. Then, something happens.

"Faith?"

Good, she's finally sleeping. The constant rhythm of the train must've calmed her down. The stress of what she's gone through really hit her hard.

I'm sitting against a bale of hay, Faith's head in my lap.

She looks so peaceful and content, like sleeping beauty.

I stroke her chestnut locks and watch her sleep.

Wow... her hair is so soft and milky. No wonder so many guys want a piece of her ass, though I bet her ass has more to do with it than her hair.

I run my middle finger down her side.

Not to mention she keeps her body in perfect shape. Wait, what? Well hey I don't do so bad myself. I can kick her ass any day of the week. Matter of fact I kicked her ass into a coma. Speaking of which seeing as how I'm the one that pretty much put her in this situation, maybe I should try and not mention it to her. Having no memory might make her a little edgy when I try to help her. Edgy is not what we need right now, especially from Faith. I'll have to find a way to corner Anya. She tends to blurt out shit at exactly the wrong time.

I look out the window... I can see the lights starting to come on over the town. I look down at Faith, something about how peaceful she looks makes me lean down and kiss her on the cheek. She stirs in her sleep. I look back out at the sunset.

"And then there was Sunnydale..."

I pull back my hand and the vision ends. Faith does the same.

"What the hell was that?"

"That... is where it began."

Cordy takes a second.

"If you want to see more, I can do that."

Faith and I look at each other.

She's on the same page.

We take Cordy's hand again.

I sit up on my bed and look to the bathroom door.

She didn't close the door all the way.

There's just enough room that I can see Faith as she walks over and stand, back to the door in front of the crack in the door. Stop tempting yourself Buffy, you're just gonna end up kicking yourself, or more likely fucking yourself later on. I know I should look away as she pulls her shirt over her head and throws it away, revealing her nearly blemish free skin. I get all flushed as I run my hand down my chest.

I bet she's got really smooth skin.

I take a deep breath as the warm tingly sensation in my nether regions makes me rub my thighs together. My head gets lighter and my blood runs south as I see her turn and pull her pants down to her ankles. She steps out of view ass he steps out of her pants. I lie down on the bed again as I hear the shower turn on.

God, now I know I got it bad for this girl. I've gone so low I've actually resorted to becoming a peeping Tom, or should I say a peeping Tanya? I'm never gonna get to sleep tonight. I hear the steady stream of water interrupted and I know she's gotten in. My head is filled with thoughts and feelings of water trickling down her body. Down her chest, over what I can only assume are her firm yet supple young breasts. I think I can almost feel her washing herself with my soap.

I take a deep breath, closing my eyes as I run my fingers through my hair.

I need to stop doing this. She's not interested, and even if she was eventually she'll get her memory back and I know the other Faith isn't interested and probably never will be. Get some and get gone, that's always been her motto. Even if she could be interested in me she'd only be interested in me long enough to get what she wants from me and I don't think I could deal if that's all she wanted from me. Whoa!

I sit up and open my eyes.

Maybe it's the lack of blood in my brain, but did I just realize I want more than just sex out of her?

I pull my hair back out of my face.

Oh god, I just made this whole situation worse didn't I? I should really figure out where I stand with Faith, before I do something that'll make everything worse.

Whatever this vision thing is changes.

I see her walking back over to our table.

There's only one way to know for sure.

She sits down across from me again. She gets into her new cup of ice cream.

"Buffy can I ask you something?"

"You just did."

"Oh, well... I need to ask you another question."

She smiles at me and something about the way she looks at me makes me all flushed inside.

"It's okay Faith, go ahead."

Okay here goes.

"Buffy are we in love?"

She freezes up, her spoon hanging from her mouth. After a few moments she takes the spoon out of her mouth and sticks it in her ice cream.

"In... you and... in l... we, I... why... why would... um... y..."

Maybe I shouldn't have asked the question.

"What's wrong?"

"Well... that's a weird question to ask."

"Is it weird because we aren't or weird because we are?"

"I... well, you... what makes you think we're in love?"

Okay, be honest, at least I can stop thinking about it if it's not true.

"B-Back there in the gym, when we were on the f-floor... I, I almost kissed you and... well you almost let me."

Again the vision changes.

I throw three punches at her and I get a major case of déjà vu. I snap back to reality just long enough to have Faith take me off my feet with a leg sweep.

Ow! Okay this really is getting a little too real for my reality. She climbs on top of me and part of me is hoping that this will end up like my dream... but the other part of me is panicking from fear.

"Faith..."

I squirm as she sits her whole weight on my hips, pinning me down.

"What are you... doing?"

She smiles down at me.

"Taking what I want, isn't that what I do?"

What does she mean?

She leans in slightly. All I can get out is...

"Hun?"

I start to breath deeper and so does she.

"When you were talking you said I used to have a saying. Want, take, have... well I want you..."

I try and move her off me but she grabs my arms and pins them above my head.

Again I feel like déjà vu has got the better of me as my whole body tingles with heat.

"And right now it looks like I, HAVE you..."

I try to get my hands free but she's got too hard a grip on them. She leans in and whispers to me.

"I guess there's only one thing left to do eh?"

I feel her breath on me and I stop thinking.

"F-Faith... we,we shouldn't..."

"Yes... we should..."

She kisses me and it's everything I thought it would be... everything I dreamed it would be. I start to kiss her back and my whole body gets into it. Her lips are warm and inviting and incredibly soft. She lets go of my wrists and I don't push her away. I run my hands through her hair and pull her closer. I feel like a surge of energy goes through me and into Faith and I know this is right.

She means everything tome. She completes me in a way I've never known before. She's everything I'm not and she makes me better for it. Another surge goes through me, this time from Faith into me. I love her with everything that I am.

She breaks the kiss between us and looks down at me.

And then she takes my 'everything' away.

She gets this weird look on her face, a look I haven't seen since...

"Faith, are, are you okay?"

"I'm five by five B, how about you?"

Oh... my... god.

The vision ends and I pull my hand back. Faith does the same.

I... I don't understand. That... didn't feel like a lie. It felt like a real thing that happened. But, I don't remember any of it. What if it's all true?

I look at Faith and she seems just as confused as I feel.

There's something different about the way she looks at me though. I can't tell what it is exactly, but it's... not the same. She's probably seeing something similar on my face. I just don't know how to feel about anything if this is all true. No matter how I might have felt or started to feel before all this happened, but this changes things. It makes things less certain than they were.