Strictly Recon

Author- Midnight Faith

Spoilers- Slight for 'Five by Five'

Distribution- Neurotica, Slumber party, SU boards- anywhere else just ask and you shall receive :)

Pairing- Cordy/Faith

Rating- R

Summary- They're just fooling around, right?

Disclaimer- they belong to the almighty Joss… I am but a child in his candy store

Notes- dedicated to Stephy for starting the C/F thread and making me realise the potential, Leigh for being the personal cheerleader and SlayCandy for providing the initial inspiration- this one's for you :) My first fem slash piece- be gentle!

Before- it was just fooling around. I have a gut feeling this time it's for real. Before- in the library we were just kids- there would be kissing, proceeding to other stuff because that's what you do when you're seventeen and a hot new brunette winds up in town with *those* kind of qualities, right? What's a little curiosity satisfaction when you suspect the slayer herself is doing the same thing with the hot new brunette?

Los Angeles makes you see things clearer. Despite the smog. Los Angeles makes you grow up fast. Los Angeles is real. Eighteen, nineteen in two months, making me see my place in the world. I don't think it's a very defined place but this is what I know. I'm a wannabe actress working for a vampire ensouled alias PI- and I also know I'm not attracted to men anymore.

I wasn't surprised when I saw her- Faith that is. She's exactly the sort of person LA attracts. There was dancing and fighting and it just screamed her name. Before I really knew what was happening I was drinking and fighting too, drinking martinis two years too early a la Carrie Bradshaw and then in a Samantha in season four moment I'm asking Faith if she wants to go home with me.

We didn't even kiss again yet and I know I'm playing a seriously dangerous game. This is *Faith.* And Faith is a murderer and Angel would be doing his proverbial nut at the thought of his seer with a murderer like Faith. And then I realise I don't care.

I watch her. She heads for my sofa, removes her underwear and spreads her legs. Never once in Sunnydale did she do something so brazen. And besides we only touched, never once have I done… this.

I advance towards her. This isn't strictly recon anymore. I'd convinced myself that spotting Faith and following her was just that. Doing this- that I can't even bring myself to say- is definitely not strictly recon.

To hell with that anyway.