After the third movie, Faith stops paying attention.
Pressing her lips to Connor's jaw and neck, moving lower to his collarbone.
His hand grabs hers, slowly starting the interface.
She feels him, how happy he is to be here next to her.
Kissing back up his neck to his jaw, she slowly makes her way to his lips.
The kiss is slow, passionate. As if it is their last kiss. His free hand finds surface on her cheek, slowly pulling her closer to him.
The flood of emotions makes it special. It's more than just kissing for them. It's a goodbye, but also a promise to get back together. It's not a farewell.
"We should sleep a little. When we wake up, I have to get ready." She whispers sorrowful.
Connor nods and pulls her closer to him, pulling the blanket over them.
Faith smiles and wiggles herself even closer to him.
The both of them turn to their form of sleep.
During her sleep she feels different, close, loved, warm.
They wake up together, realising the have interfaced unintentionally all night.
"It felt comfortable to feel sleep." Connor tells Faith, pressing a soft kiss on her lips.
She smiles and turns to lay on her stomach, resting her chin on her hands she layed on Connor's chest.
"We should cuddle a little longer. It's only 8." She mentions before wrapping her arms around his waist and laying her head on his chest.
He wraps his arms around her, holds her close.
They lay like that, still interfacing for a while. Sharing their feelings, their thoughts about the other. It feels intimate.
But to all good things come an end. It's 1pm when Faith gets up and drinks some blood, changes into tight skinny jeans, black tank top and a leather jacket. Wearing black heels as shoes.
She looks fierce.
"Everything I do and say after I get this microphone is not me. I love you very much, but I have to lie to them about it. Don't believe a single word I say."
"I know." Connor presses a kiss to her lips before they leave for New Jericho to talk to the leaders about what she would say, to be untrue. That it will be in protection of them.
At the precinct, she is led to an interrogation room. It is set up with a medically trained FBI agent.
"The microphone will be put in the inside of your wrist. It's a safety precaution."
She nods and gives her hand to the man.
The injection is quick. He syncs it with the receiver. Tests it.
When everything works, he nods at her.
She gets up and walks out of the office.
"Remember Conn, I love you. I have to prepare for my role now. Once I made it my own, I will not break it until I get back.
She kisses him in front of everyone, not giving a single fuck.
"Remember that I love you."
She leaves the precinct and goes to her home. She drinks blood injected with alcohol to suppress the nerves she feels.
Digging deep in her dark thought she settles in a mind set that fits her going back to the coven.
She's ready.
The run to the station flashes by. She enters the building and walks straight to Fowler's office.
"Let's get this show on the road." She smiles.
"I'll be taking first watch. Once it gets too much, you tell us. Break character. We'll be there within moments."
She nods and leaves the office.
"Good luck, kiddo."
"I don't need luck, I need a miracle."
She growls and leaves without looking back. Tears streaming down her face.
The streets are dark and she starts walking aimlessly, her face tear stained. Anger radiating of her.
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Outsiders (DBH Connor x vampire!OC)
FanfictionFaith works at the DPD as solo detective. After finding a lead in a major case she has to work together with the duo that is Lieutenant Anderson and Detective Connor, and also Detective Reed. Slowly but surely they discover her hidden secret. Is t...
