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133 ficlet
Title: I Can Drive 55
Author: Beer Good (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: PG13
Word Count: 500
Prompt: 133 - dark
Characters: Buffy, Faith
Summary: Post-series. Buffy and Faith have a chat on the last bus out of Sunnydale. They changed the world. They can do anything, go anywhere... well, that's the theory, at least.
I Can Drive 55
Now it's dark.
She'd been staring out the window at the passing desert for hours, thinking about Nothing, and she wasn't really sure at what point the sun went down and the only thing she could see was her own reflection in the glass. The half-shocked chatter and occasional moans of pain all around had mostly faded into snores over the low rumble of the engine; it had been a very long day.
Buffy eased herself out from under Dawn, asleep on her lap, and walked through the bus, careful not to step on anyone's feet. It was harder than it sounds, with sleeping poten... Slayers everywhere and the bus occasionally hitting a pot hole, but she made it to the front of the bus without waking anyone up.
"Hey. Is this thing on?" Tapping the DO NOT SPEAK TO DRIVER sign.
Faith kept her eyes on the road as she casually took one hand off the wheel, grabbed the sign and snapped it in half. "Nah. New rules. That's what we do now, right? Change the world?"
A crooked smile from Buffy. "Well, I thought since you're sticking to the old speed limit, maybe it was part of your reformation..."
"Boring, I know. But..." Faith put a little extra pressure on the gas pedal and the engine took on a slightly unhappy grinding sound; she quickly eased off. "Don't think this piece of junk could take much more. And me being an escaped murderer without a license... might not be a good idea to get pulled over. Besides, shouldn't you be asleep with the rest?"
"Wish I could." Buffy carefully sat down on the seat beside the driver's seat, wincing, a hand on her belly.
Faith shot her a sideways glance. "You OK?"
"I will be."
Faith left that hanging just a little too long. "I'm not just talking about the gutwound."
"I know." Deep breath. "Slayer healing. Look, maybe I should leave you to -"
"Tell you what," Faith pinched the bridge of her nose. "I've been staring at a white line for a couple of hours now. If you can't sleep, I could use someone to smack me if I zone out. Wouldn't want to wrap your new army around a telephone pole or something."
"They're not... Sure."
They sat for a while, staring out at the white line ahead, the headlights making it shine in the surrounding darkness.
"So where are we going, B?"
Buffy shrugged. "I dunno. We'll make something up. New rules, remember? Unknown future rolling towards us, second star on the right..."
"Except going by the last roadsign, we're headed to Phoenix."
"...Oh." Buffy paused. "Well, as good a place to start as any, I guess."
The schoolbus rolled along the dark desert road, following a white line along the same road once walked by settlers headed the other way, sticking to the speed limit. Up ahead, Buffy and Faith sat in silence. Change comes in small steps... but it's always coming.
Author: Beer Good (
beer_good_foamy)Rating: PG13
Word Count: 500
Prompt: 133 - dark
Characters: Buffy, Faith
Summary: Post-series. Buffy and Faith have a chat on the last bus out of Sunnydale. They changed the world. They can do anything, go anywhere... well, that's the theory, at least.
I Can Drive 55
Now it's dark.
She'd been staring out the window at the passing desert for hours, thinking about Nothing, and she wasn't really sure at what point the sun went down and the only thing she could see was her own reflection in the glass. The half-shocked chatter and occasional moans of pain all around had mostly faded into snores over the low rumble of the engine; it had been a very long day.
Buffy eased herself out from under Dawn, asleep on her lap, and walked through the bus, careful not to step on anyone's feet. It was harder than it sounds, with sleeping poten... Slayers everywhere and the bus occasionally hitting a pot hole, but she made it to the front of the bus without waking anyone up.
"Hey. Is this thing on?" Tapping the DO NOT SPEAK TO DRIVER sign.
Faith kept her eyes on the road as she casually took one hand off the wheel, grabbed the sign and snapped it in half. "Nah. New rules. That's what we do now, right? Change the world?"
A crooked smile from Buffy. "Well, I thought since you're sticking to the old speed limit, maybe it was part of your reformation..."
"Boring, I know. But..." Faith put a little extra pressure on the gas pedal and the engine took on a slightly unhappy grinding sound; she quickly eased off. "Don't think this piece of junk could take much more. And me being an escaped murderer without a license... might not be a good idea to get pulled over. Besides, shouldn't you be asleep with the rest?"
"Wish I could." Buffy carefully sat down on the seat beside the driver's seat, wincing, a hand on her belly.
Faith shot her a sideways glance. "You OK?"
"I will be."
Faith left that hanging just a little too long. "I'm not just talking about the gutwound."
"I know." Deep breath. "Slayer healing. Look, maybe I should leave you to -"
"Tell you what," Faith pinched the bridge of her nose. "I've been staring at a white line for a couple of hours now. If you can't sleep, I could use someone to smack me if I zone out. Wouldn't want to wrap your new army around a telephone pole or something."
"They're not... Sure."
They sat for a while, staring out at the white line ahead, the headlights making it shine in the surrounding darkness.
"So where are we going, B?"
Buffy shrugged. "I dunno. We'll make something up. New rules, remember? Unknown future rolling towards us, second star on the right..."
"Except going by the last roadsign, we're headed to Phoenix."
"...Oh." Buffy paused. "Well, as good a place to start as any, I guess."
The schoolbus rolled along the dark desert road, following a white line along the same road once walked by settlers headed the other way, sticking to the speed limit. Up ahead, Buffy and Faith sat in silence. Change comes in small steps... but it's always coming.