Following Faith: I’m planning on flushing myself down the toilet
by vanillagigglez
Following Faith

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Joss does. I own the fanfic though!
Set: When Faith was in jail sometime at the beginning of Season 6.
Summary: Ever wondered what happened to Faith in jail? Who she met and what went on? We’ll have to see!



Faith had got her meal, with a glass of water. This prison was so nice; they actually let you have as much water as you want!

“Urgh,” Faith muttered under her breath.

That food looked gross. Still, there’s nothing else to eat so she might as well. As she lifted up the fork, she scooped up a healthy forkful of turnip, carrots and peas and shoved them into her mouth.

“Gee, this is delicious,” Faith mocked as scoffing it down.

“Yet you seem to be eating it fast enough,” Rob said.

“Yeah, well,” Faith muffled between mouthfuls. “The 3 meals we get a day are all as... rubbish as this so I’m not getting much to eat anyway. Plus, sleeping for 9 months kinda knocks you down on the nutrition so I might as well fill up.”

“Not so fast that you get indigestion,” Bob warned her.

“Wow, you’re so caring. Shame that you don’t care,” Faith said.

“Oh, we care,” Rob said. “We care that you stay in your cell and behave yourself.”

Faith put her fork down and stared at them.

“Geez Louise! I hand myself into jail and stay in my cell and do as I’m told, even though you and I both know I could escape any time I want to yet somehow, nobody trusts me!” she declared.

“Maybe that’s ‘coz you murdered a few people,” said Bob.

“What can I say? I was going through a phase.”

When Faith had finished her lunch, she went back to her cell. There was nothing to do in here, but after being in for a while, they trusted her enough to leave her there without the ‘cuffs on. Still, they had a guard who walked up and down infront of the cells every few seconds. She didn’t know this guard, Faith guessed he was new but his shift was almost over. She knew this because the clock said it was ten to three in the afternoon and that was when the bitch came in. The bitch had black hair, always held back in a bun with a face so long that it looked like a giraffes neck. Faith didn’t know her name, but nobody in the cells did.

Ah, just as planned, the other guy left and the bitch entered. Again, with her hair up in a bun. She headed right over for Faith and put her handcuffs on.

“You know, you might wanna try doing something with your hair,” Faith told her with fake nicety.

“Shut up and come with me, now!” she told Faith.

She then grabbed Faith and pulled her along to the unisex toilets and took her inside. She uncuffed Faith so that she could go into the booth herself, but the Bitch stood right infront.

“You might be there a while,” Faith informed her. “I’m planning on flushing myself down the toilet to escape.”

“Not possible,” said the Bitch, not detecting the sarcasm. “The pipes are so thin that an apple couldn’t be flushed down.”

“Pity,” Faith replied. “Because I was planning on flushing one down, just for fun!”


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