FIC: Morning Has Broken :: (1/?) :: PG-13

["Shannon <lusty_wrong_feelings@xxxxxxxxxxxx>" <lusty_wrong_feelings@xxxxxxxxxxxx>]

New fic :D Taking a break from all my others to do... a new chapter 
fic. **Rollseyes** I do get myself into these things...

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Author: Shannon (lusty_wrong_feelings@xxxxxxxxxxxx)
Title: Morning Has Broken
Summary: Everyone is happily living in the Summers' house until a 
reformed Faith gets released from jail, and falls in love with the 
most unexpected person imaginable.
Pairing: Buffy/Willow, Faith/Other, a bit of Xander/Anya
Rating: Shouldn't get any higher than PG-13

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Everything was hustle and bustle in the Summers' home. It was 8:30 in 
the morning, and Willow was rushing Dawn to school. "Will, how come I 
have to go to school, and Buffy gets to sleep?" Dawn was in a semi-
bad mood, as Willow had woken her up from an exciting dream involving 
Joshua Jackson. "Your sister's still asleep?" Dawn nodded 
emphatically, hoping to get her sister in trouble. Willow dropped the 
cheese sandwich that she was making for Dawn's lunch, and started up 
the stairs. "Buffy!"

Xander had slept in, and was now running late for work. As he 
shrugged a light green shirt on, he rushed past Dawn and ruffled her 
hair. "Dawnie, where's Will?" Dawn was carefully finishing off her 
lunch as she answered Xander. "Upstairs, with Buffy." Xander grinned, 
as happy thoughts filled his head. "You think I still have a little 
time to go and, uh, join in on the action?" Dawn rolled her eyes, and 
punched his arm. Ever since Buffy and Willow had come out to the 
gang, Xander had made nothing but dirty comments. "She's waking her 
up, 'cause Buffy slept in." Xander sighed, in mock disappointment, 
then snapped his fingers. "Dammit, I really wanted me some of that 
Buffy and Willow action." He squirmed away from Dawn and towards the 
door before she could hit him again. "Buffy, Willow, I'm leaving! You 
want me to run Dawn to school?"

Xander's voice floated up the stairs, and into Buffy's room, where 
Buffy and Willow were involved in their special waking up ritual -- 
making out. His voice jolted Willow, and she pulled away form Buffy, 
ignoring her wailing protest, and yelled back down the stairs. "No 
thanks Xan, Buffy has to go anyway!" Willow heard the door shut, and 
turned back to her blonde girlfriend. "Buffy, you really need to get 
ready for work." Buffy lips curved into a well-practised pout. "What 
if I'm sick?" Willow smiled, she knew this trick. "Sweetie, if you're 
sick, you get to spend the whole day in bed -- without me there with 
you." The redhead pulled her girlfriend out of bed, and pushed her 
towards the closet. "Come on, sleepyhead, get dressed. Your sister's 
going to be late, and so are you."

***

"Buffy, do you think you could drive a bit faster?" Dawn cast a 
worried glance in the direction of her older sister, who was 
currently driving at the pace of an old woman with a walking 
cane. "Dawn, the first thing you need to learn about driving, is..." 
Buffy looked at the clock, which was nearing 9am, and switched 
thoughts. "...to drive as fast as you possibly can in order to get to 
where you want to go in time!" Buffy pressed her foot down on the 
accelerator, and raced through the streets of Sunnydale. Dawn sat 
back in her seat, gripped her seatbelt, and started mumbling under 
her breath. "This is exactly why Mom would never let you drive."

She earned a glare from her sister, which was returned with a sweet 
smile.

***

The bars of the cold cell in Los Angeles Jail were moved open, and 
two heavy-set police officers walked inside. They were both set with 
guns, clubs and cuffs. The first one, Sergeant Wilks, regarded the 
young woman sitting in her cell with care, while the second, Sergeant 
Biggs, stood with his arms crossed at the cell entrance. "Faith." 
Sgt. Wilks began pacing. "For almost 3 years you've sat in this room, 
solitary. Not causing one ounce of harm -- which, I might add, is 
completely contradicting your track record." The young brunette 
looked up at him; hurt showing in her chocolate brown eyes, as he 
continued his short speech. "But never mind all that. Today is your 
day. We're releasing you for good behaviour. Against my judgment, but 
well, I don't make the desicions. I just administer them." He stepped 
aside, allowing room for his partner to escort Faith out of the cell.

After signing release forms and leaving the jail, the reformed rogue 
slayer looked at the bright sun, and walked towards the bus station. 
She had no money on her person, but the officers knew of her 
situation, and gave her a bus ticket back to the one place she could 
call home -- Sunnydale.

***

"Thankyou for shopping at the Magic Box. Please come again." Willow 
smiled at the most recent customer of Sunnydale's one and only magic 
shop. Once the customer left the shop, however, her eager grin turned 
into an expression of exhaustion. "Giles, I swear to god, if I see 
one more happy person I'm gonna kill myself." Giles just smiled, as 
he saw the figure moving towards the shop.

The door swung open, and Buffy entered with Dawn. "Hey Giles! Hey 
Will!" Willow grinned excitedly, and moved towards her 
girlfriend. "Hey, baby." Buffy allowed her hands to wander to her 
girlfriend's hips, and pulled her in for another ritual -- the after-
work kiss. Giles took his glasses off, and began to clean them. He 
too knew this part.

Dawn cleared her throat. "Ahem, minor here." She raised her hand 
slightly, and walked over to sit at the table, dropping her schoolbag 
beside her. Giles replaced his glasses. "Willow, I do wonder what 
happened to 'Giles, I swear to god, if I see one more happy person'--
" He was cut off by a punch on his arm from Anya, who had emerged 
from the back room. "Giles, Buffy is Willow's girlfriend, and is 
kissing her. That cancels out any previous unhappy statements." She 
nodded happily, and Giles rolled his eyes and moved behind the front 
counter.

The bell above the door rang, and the sound of Xander's voice filled 
the shop. "Hello, my lovely ladies!" He regarded Giles. "And my, uh--
" Giles cut him off quickly before he could finish his thought. "That 
would be fine, Xander. I don't think I need to be your 'lovely man'." 
Anya bounced up to Xander and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey, 
sugar." Xander said, before moving his head down to connect Anya's 
lips with his own, and the room was filled with squeaks of Giles' 
cleaning habits. "Giles, d'ya think you might wreck your glasses one 
day?" Dawn giggled, as she watched her father figure be... old and 
stuff. "Yes, well... it's all their fault!" He gestured wildly at the 
couples in question.

Luckily, he needn't go on, because the phone rang, saving him from 
further embarrassment. He walked the short distance to where the 
phone was, and picked it up. "Hello? Yes it is, may I help you? Oh, I 
see... Yes, yes, thankyou. Goodbye." He sighed, and turned to the 
group, who were waiting with expectant eyes. "Faith was released from 
prison and is on her way here. Good behaviour. They notified us here, 
because they knew we, uh, knew her."

All eyes turned to Buffy, a puzzled look on her face.

"Oh."

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Okay, that was the beginnings of my first fic that isn't just 
Buffy/Willow... tell me if it's worth continuing :) I'm not sure how 
long it'll take for a new chapter, I write when a muse hits me over 
the head with her club, because I'm writing like 5 other fics. 
Anyway, R&R!

Shannon