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Title: From One Hell To Another 8/?
Author: Xocoatldreams
Fandom: BtVS/SGA
Characters/Pairings: Xander, Spike, John, Rodney, Faith/Radek (only certain pair), Ronon, Teyla, Others
Rating: NC-17 eventually, but not right now
Prompt: #62 Solitary Confinement
Warnings: None
Summary: Xander, Faith and Spike are sent to help out the Atlantis expedition.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the BtVS-verse or the SGA-verse, I just like playing with the pretty boys. No money being made and no offense intended.
A/N: Been awhile, but I thought I should give another chapter of this.
Previous Parts:On LJ and On IJ
A/N 2: This is all from Faith's pov and in some what of a ramble. Sorry it's so short.



Despite the size of the city, everyone is still jumbled together, constantly bumping and banging into each other. And Faith hates it. She tries to find somewhere to hide, but there are always people around, working on this and that, driving her mental.

Faith is well aware that she's a lone wolf by nature and the continuous contact with others makes her skin itch and her hands clench. It doesn't help that most of her time in jail was spent in solitary, locked away from everyone for their safety and hers. Even in Sunnydale and the brief time after the fall, she could find solitude from the masses. But here, in Atlantis, galaxies away from the familiar hiding spots, she is lost and out of place. There is no quiet, no place to slip away too. And she knows it's only a matter of time before she snaps.


My Apologies. The last part of the chapter got cut off and this is the re-write of it. Sorry about the inconvience.


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He was watching her again. Eyes intent behind his glasses, staring across the room. She couldn't help but wonder just what he saw when he looked at her. He wasn't aware of her past, she knew that, but still he seemed to look straight into her soul, baring all her secrets. But his scrutiny didn't make her uneasy. No, there was a sense of rightness about his watching.

When she looked over he didn't look away, instead he caught her eyes and held them. There was an expression in his eyes that she couldn't place and when he beckoned her forward she went eagerly. He lead her through the hallways, the presences of others fading away as they traversed the corridors. Finally, he stopped in a nearly deserted hallway and opened a door, gently nudging her inside. Faith allowed herself to be manhandled and somehow remained relaxed as the door closed behind them. The room was large and her steps echoed softly as she walked further in. A few pieces of furniture, mostly chairs, were placed around the room and the door leading to the balcony was open, letting cool salty air in. There was no sound from the hall, despite the few people there and a sense of peace settled over her. She turned and looked at him, surprise filling her.

"For you," Radek said softly.

"Why?"

Blushing, he glanced away before answering. "You seem uncomfortable around many people. I thought you would like somewhere to be alone."

"Thank you," she whispered, lost in his thoughtfullness.

"I'll go, leave you be," he said, the hiss of the door puncutating his words.

"No," she yelled. He stopped and stared at her, startled. "Don't go."

"But you want to be alone," he protested.

"Yeah, well, I don't mind you being here," Faith muttered, wrapping her arms around herself. The door closed with another hiss and she glanced up at him.

"You want me to stay?" asked Radek, stepping closer.

"Stay," she whispered, staring into his eyes. "Please."




*30/09/07 - Edited cuz I'm an idiot!

Date: 2007-09-30 03:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thismaz.livejournal.com
That is a nice image of a woman adrift in the unfamiliar, but, honey, I think you need to contact the mods, because this doesn't meet the minimum word count limit for posting here, unless somehow the rest of it got lost somehow and didn't post?

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