When Faith stepped from the tub, the native women wrapped a grass skirt around her hips. Buffy chuckled. "Faithy, that looks so good on you." She immediately placed a lei around the brunette's neck. "I made this for you."

"Hey thanks B. It should go nicely with my gaping wounds." Faith joked as she clutched at her side.

"Come on, pig hunter. Let's go to the hut and fix you up, but be quiet. I just put Mr. Peepers down for his nap." Buffy warned, leading the younger girl toward the hut.

"Damn, you're so fussy about that frickin' monkey! It's not like he's a baby or somethin'." The brunette complained, slightly jealous.

"Faith, he is a baby... a baby monkey."

"Oh. Well, then that explains why he's so small." Faith shrugged as Buffy looked back at her and laughed. "B, you should have seen him when I came home without you. The little monster started freakin'. He was throwing things and screeching up a storm."

Buffy chuckled. She knew the little monkey loved her.

"Oh by the way, he broke one of those stupid china dolls." Faith announced as they entered the hut.

"Doggone it, Faith!"

"Shhhh... you'll wake the baby." Faith snickered, enjoying Buffy's exasperated expression. "What?! He broke it."

"Yeah, and I bet you were really upset about that." The little slayer replied sarcastically.

"No. Actually I laughed. I hate those damn dolls... told ya that."

"I know Faith. I was being facetious. Go sit over there and be quiet." Buffy gestured to the other pallet before leaving the hut to go get medical supplies... or whatever the natives used. She paused just outside the door, considering whether to take Faith home. They had a first aid kit there.

Elei came over with several of the women. They were carrying cloth strips and several wooden cups filled with various pasty concoctions. Elei bowed and turned indicating that the women wanted to enter the hut.

The blonde stepped to the side and followed them in. Faith was laying back on the pallet, and Mr. Peepers was perched over her touching her wounds with great concern. He glanced up at Buffy and screeched.

"Yes, I know. Faithy's hurt. Come over here, sweetie. Let the nice women fix her up." Buffy pulled the tiny monkey out of the way and sat gritting her teeth while she watched the women stitch her girlfriend up.

Faith turned her head to the side, groaning slightly. "Fuck! This hurts more than that damn pig's horns!"

"I know Faith. But you have to let them do it. The cuts are too deep." Buffy sat next to her and squeezed her hand. Mr. Peepers reached down and gently patted Faith's head, his little simian eyes filled with sympathy.

"The only consolation here, B is that we get to eat that evil pig!"

Buffy chuckled at Faith's ferocity. "Yes dear, we're going to eat him. Don't you smell him cooking right now?"

Mr. Peepers clapped.

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The slayers sat in the chairs of honor. Mr. Peepers sat between them in a tiny chair that the natives had just fashioned for him. He had his own chair, and he got to wear a costume. The little monkey couldn't be more thrilled. He squeaked and bounced around in his chair as the natives placed dishes of pineapple and pork in front them.

It all looked so delicious. Faith grinned at Buffy as the little blonde gave her a dazzling smile. Even though her side hurt, the brunette couldn't be happier. She bent forward and kissed the small slayer to the cheers of the natives.

Mr. Peepers squeaked and covered his eyes while the man in the head dress stood to propose a toast. "A nossos goddesses grandes. N�s adoraremos suas beleza e bravura por toda a hora." [To our great goddesses. We shall worship your beauty and bravery for all time.]

The other natives lifted their cups and drank. Buffy and Faith looked at each other and shrugged, lifting their cups to drink too.

*****
Part 31: In the Hut

After their feast Buffy led Faith back to their hut to rest. She put Mr. Peepers on his pallet, but he fussed and complained. He didn't want to go to bed without his doll. So Buffy had to lay with him until he fell asleep.

Unfortunately, Faith had nodded off too. Buffy sighed in frustration as she climbed onto the pallet next to the brunette. She glanced over at her. "Faith... you're not asleep are you?" Buffy spoke softly. She smiled as Faith stirred. The little blonde was feeling very horny.

"Faithy... I have to ask you something." Buffy ran her hands over the younger girl's bare chest, gently playing with her nipples. "Faith... it's okay if you can't sleep." The small slayer bent her head and began kissing Faith's breasts. "I can't sleep either." Buffy whispered as she caught the stiff nipple between her lips, sucking happily. *Mmmmmm... I love Faithy's breasts.*

"B?" Faith mumbled as she tried to roll over.

"It's okay. We can stay up for awhile." Buffy held her tight as her other hand traveled lower. She delicately caressed between Faith's legs, licking her lips as her finger slid between the slippery folds. "Faith, you're so wet... Can I have a taste?"

Before Faith could respond Buffy had crawled down the brunette's body.

"Huh?" Faith awoke to find Buffy between her legs, licking her pussy. "Jesus Christ, B!" The younger slayer arched up, moaning. "Oh fuck... oh yes... mmmm... Buffy... Buffy... oh god!"

Faith tensed up, her eyes fluttering shut as her clitoris throbbed. Buffy was gently sucking it, and it was driving her crazy.

"That's it Faith.... cum all over my face..." Buffy murmured, burying her tongue in the brunette as soon she felt the spasms. The orgasm was so intense, Faith merely laid there afterwards, trying to catch her breath.

Buffy slowly lifted her head. "Faith?... Did you fall asleep?"

"Nope."

"What are you doing then?" The small slayer poked her playfully.

"Um... I'm not sure... I think I'm laying down..."

They both giggled.

"Faith?"

"Yes?" Faith turned her head slightly, squinting through the darkness.

"Can I... um..." Buffy leaned up and looked at her. "Can I... you know... straddle your face?"

Faith gave a dreamy smile. "Uh-huh... sure."

Buffy giggled, feeling slightly silly with the position. But she damn well knew, Faith wasn't going to move. She glanced quickly at Mr. Peepers to see that he was still sleeping before lowering herself onto Faith's lips.

"Oh god..." Buffy moaned softly as Faith gently kissed her. She leaned forward to allow the younger slayer better access to her clit. Holding herself up on all fours, the little blonde slowly rubbed against her, biting her lip to keep from crying out.

She shivered as the orgasm washed over her. Collapsing on the younger girl with a sigh, Buffy smiled and relaxed. *Mmmmm... yummy good orgasms... ahhhh* She grinned when she realized Faith was even too lazy to move her. Faith turned her head to side so she breathe but that was it.

In the morning when Buffy awoke, she was still on top of Faith. *Crap!* The little blonde jumped up and looked over to the baby monkey, but he still slept. He laid curled on his side, sucking his thumb. *Awww..* Buffy smiled, pulling on her grass skirt; she went over to pick him up.

"You were so good. You slept through the whole night like a good baby." She kissed the top of Mr. Peepers head as she gently woke him. She didn't want him to get too much sleep.

Faith rolled over when she heard Buffy. "B, whatcha doin'?"

"Getting up. Come on. I want to go home. Let's see if your canoe is still floating." Buffy teased as she put Mr. Peepers' skirt back on him.

"Oh shit! You're going to dress that poor monkey up all the time now, aren't you?" Faith groaned as she climbed out of bed. She pulled back the cloth to look at her cuts. "Almost healed. See, I told ya that I didn't need stitches." The brunette grumbled as she got dressed.

"Hush. Hurry up, I kinda wanna leave before the rest of them wake up. I could really do without all the bowing."

"B, who are you kiddin'?! You love it, and you know it." Faith laughed. She walked up and playfully put the little flower crown back on Mr. Peepers' head. He rubbed at his eyes, but didn't open them. The tiny monkey started falling back asleep in Buffy's arms. It was frustrating the little slayer.

"No, wake up. You've slept long enough." Buffy gently shook him but he didn't respond. "Faith!" The little blonde panicked as Mr. Peepers refused to wake up.

"Shhh... It's okay B. He's still alive. Lemme get Elei." Faith reassured her before rushing from the hut.

*****
Part 32: Cordata de Tilia

Buffy tilted Mr. Peepers' head back and looked at him carefully. He had something in his mouth. The slayer nervously pulled part of a flower petal from his lips. "Oh no! Faith!" Buffy called out. "Faith!"

Elei, Faith, and several of the natives came back into the hut.

"What is it, B?"

The blonde held up the flower petal. "I think he ate something."

The man in the head dress reached and took the petal from her, examining it."Cordata de Tilia." [Limeflowers] He glanced at Elei and shook his head.

"No!" Buffy cried as she continued to shake the baby monkey. "Faith do something!"

"What can I do, B? I'm not a vet." The brunette looked away when she saw the tears welling up in Buffy's eyes. "Awww... shit! Here give him to me." Faith took the unconscious monkey from her and pulled up his eyelids. *His pupils dilate. That's a good sign.* The brunette took the flower petal and asked. "What is this, Elei? What does it do?"

The boy put his hands together and rested his cheek on them, closing his eyes. He was either pantomiming sleep or death. Faith wasn't sure. "B, how many did he eat?"

"I don't know. I don't know where he got them from." She cried out, panicked, looking around his cot. Buffy then picked up her lei from his pallet, some of the flowers had been nibbled on. She began to sob. "He wanted to hold it when I laid him down. I shouldn't have let him. This is all my fault, and now he's going to die."

Faith took the lei from the little blonde and handed it to the man in the head dress. "Did he eat too many?" She showed him the nibbled flowers.

The man gave the slayers an uncertain look, as he gently took Mr. Peepers from them. He turned to Buffy. "Se o demi-deus pequeno morrer, vontade voc� ascend com ele, o dourada." [If the little demi-god dies, will you ascend with him, Golden One.]

The natives all became alarmed. Elei began to cry. "Heal o f� do goddess como voc� healed!" [Heal him goddess Faith, like you have healed yourself!] The boy pulled the bandages from the dark slayer's wounds exposing the faint marks that only the night before were gaping wounds.

"Elei, you don't understand." Faith tried to cover it, but the natives saw and fell to their knees. The brunette turned to Buffy. "Great! Now they think I can do magic or somethin'!"

Buffy shook her head and took the limp little monkey back from the man. She carried him to the pallet and set him down. "He feels really warm. Maybe, we need to keep him cool. Or are we supposed to keep him warm?" Buffy began to cry again. "Faith, this is all my fault. I'm going to be a terrible mother. I couldn't even take care of a baby monkey. You know what this means, I can never have a real baby." She sobbed. "I'd probably kill that too. I'm an unfit mother." The blonde began to wail in earnest.

"Oh brother!.. B, would you cut it out! You'd be a great mother. You're not going to kill your baby. And this little guy, he's not gonna die either, okay?! We'll take care of him until he's better. So stop crying... please!" Faith glanced over at the boy. "You too, Elei. It's too soon to cry.

"Look, let's take him home. We can look up these flowers in one those books. They should be in the encyclopedia or somethin'. Then we can figure out the best thing to do for him. He's still breathing so there's still hope." The brunette walked over and picked Mr. Peepers up. "B, grab your stuff. Let's get to the canoe."

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Faith and Buffy followed behind the natives as they were led through the tunnels. When they emerged Faith gestured to all the gore scattered about the shrine. "Elei, can you get them to clean this place up? It's really disgusting." She made a face, to illustrate her displeasure.

The man in the head dress bowed and knelt. "El Oh las grandes, Elei ha transportado su descontento con sacrificio humano. Adheriremos no m�s de largo a tales pr�cticas puesto que nuestro solamente deseo est� por favor a usted."

[Oh Great Ones, Elei has conveyed your displeasure with human sacrifice. We shall no longer adhere to such practices, since our only wish is to please you.]

Buffy tugged at Faith's arm. "Faith, we really need to get him home. Worry about this stuff later, please."

The dark slayer took in Buffy's tear streaked face and softened. "Yeah, alright. We'll try and explain things to them later. C'mon." Faith took Buffy's hand and gave the natives a wave, indicating they could go now. The slayers knew their way home.

*****
Part 33: Mr. Peepers Wakes Up

Buffy tearfully removed the skirt from Mr. Peepers and placed it to the side with his flower crown. She sullenly removed a small blanket from one of their crates and wrapped him in it.

Faith put down the book and peered over at Buffy. "B, I can't find anything on dosages in here. It all really depends on how much he ate." She got up and sat next to her girlfriend. The baby monkey was curled up peacefully in Buffy's arms. Faith reached down to pet him, giving Buffy a sad smile.

"I guess all we can do is wait." The blonde laid down on her mattress holding Mr. Peepers.

"I guess I'll go get us something to eat." Faith got up and headed for the stairs.

"I'm not hungry." The little slayer spoke quietly as she gently dabbed the monkey's head with a cool rag.

"You might be later." Faith just wanted to get some air. She couldn't stand staying in there and feeling helpless.

The brunette grabbed her fishing spear and went out the door. But before she could reach the water she was meet by Elei. The boy took her hand and led her to the shrine.

Faith blinked back her surprise. Many of the natives were there praying while the others were burying the remains and cleaning up.

Elei lead her to the altar where a great deal of food was spread out. Faith smiled and nodded, thanking them before she sat down with Elei.

"So kid how's it going?"

Elei tried to smile, but he was too sad. "Se os dados do Sr. Peepers quiserem voc� come�a em seu p�ssaro e retorna ao heaven com ele?" [If Mr. Peepers dies will you get in your bird and return to heaven with him?] He paused and took in her confused expression. "Aquele � o que Malaki acredita." [That is what Malaki believes.]

"Kid, I don't understand what you just asked." The slayer made the gesture indicating she needed more.

Elei stood and put his arms out like an airplane and ran around as if flying.

"Fly? Oh. Leave? Are we going to leave?" Faith was touched that the natives seemed disturbed by that notion. She glanced around at all of them. They had suddenly become quiet waiting for her answer. "Well, someday. I hope. Buffy and I have to go home." She took in Elei's crestfallen expression. "Elei, we have a job to do... people to help, yunno." She ruffled his hair. "But I promise that we'll say goodbye first, okay?" Faith pulled the boy into her arms and hugged him.

Elei was blushing and wore a smile from ear to ear when she let go.

"That's better." Faith grinned, getting up. "I had better go check on B and Mr. Peepers."

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When Faith returned, Buffy had fallen asleep but Mr. Peepers was awake. He was laying still so he wouldn't wake up Buffy. Faith smiled. Any animal that was that considerate of her girlfriend was alright by her, even if he was a bit of a pain occasionally.

Faith smiled at him and winked. Mr. Peepers grinned back at her and snuggled up closer to Buffy. The brunette set the basket of food down and started going through it. *Hell, now that the damn monkey's okay, I can eat.* The brunette grinned when she noticed some of last night's pig, dried and made into jerky.

She glanced back over at the mattress. Mr. Peepers was playing with Buffy's hair. He was pulling it over his head and waving for Faith to look. She grabbed a piece of fruit and went over to the baby monkey. "Here little guy, you really had us worried." Faith whispered as she handed him a mango which he took with tiny hands and began to nibble raising his eyebrows up and down and making funny faces.

Faith laughed. He kept scrunching up his nose then he sneezed. "Oh so that's what's wrong with ya." The brunette went and got a towel to wipe his nose. "Here, blow."

Mr. Peepers handed her back the mango and crawled into the blonde's arms again. Faith raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I know how you feel. She's pretty hot." The slayer chuckled as she got up from the bed and grabbed one of her comic books.

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When Buffy opened her eyes she found the tiny monkey laying on his side, watching her. Overjoyed, she scooped him up and began kissing and tickling him. "Faith! Faith! Come here! He's awake!"

The brunette casually walked over. "Yeah, I know. He woke up about an hour ago. He's just been laying there waiting for you to get up." Faith bit into a mango. "You hungry?"

She held it out for Buffy who took a bite before scolding her. "You should have woken me up to tell me!"

"Why?" Faith cocked her head to the side.

"Oh, never mind." Buffy sat up, and Mr. Peepers saw his advantage. He ran and got the Monopoly game. Normally, he wasn't allowed to play with it, but since everyone seemed so pleased with him perhaps he could press his luck.

The younger slayer saw him. "Oh no you don't!"

"Faithy, pleassseee... He was so sick. Just let him play with it for a little while."

"Fine. But you're picking up the houses when he throws them all around." The brunette went to lay back down and read her comic books.

"Yes, we'll clean up. Won't we, Mr. Peepers?" Buffy gave him a big hug and a kiss, letting him climb onto her lap and open the box. He began chattering as he set the pieces out like he had seen the slayers do so many times before. "Faith, look. He knows where the houses and hotels go."

The brunette glanced over. "Good. Maybe you can play him instead, then you might have a chance of winning without cheating."

"HEY!" Buffy looked around for something to throw at the other slayer. Finding nothing convenient, she threw her half eaten mango.

"Nice manners you're teaching the kid."

Mr. Peepers screeched and clapped.

"Hey B, we should let everyone know he's okay. The last I saw of them. They were all hanging out at the shrine praying for him." Faith started to get up, when she caught a glimpse of Buffy's worried expression. "No, they weren't sacrificing anybody."

Buffy gave a sigh of relief. "Yeah, I suppose you're right. Come here Mr. Peepers, let's get you dressed."

Faith waited patiently while Buffy put the tiny skirt and crown back on the little monkey. She washed his face and combed back his hair. "There. Now you look so handsome. Yes, you do." Buffy scooped up the delighted little monkey, ignoring Faith's eye rolls. "Okay, we're ready."

*****
Part 34: Two Mommies

Mr. Peepers sat in his crate watching while the two slayers bickered. He didn't like when they fought. Lifting his arms, he cried out. The baby monkey wanted to be picked up. He knew that when his blonde mommy picked him up; she'd stop yelling.

Buffy glanced over at Mr. Peepers. "Now look! You've upset him."

"Me?! What about you and all your bitching?! It drives us both crazy!" The younger girl stomped toward the door. "I'm outta here!" Faith shouted, heading down the stairs.

Buffy picked up the little monkey and stood in the doorway. "Where do you think you're going?!"

The brunette merely waved her off and continued down the beach.

"Argh! Faith! Faith, get back here!" The little slayer growled in frustration, carrying the wide-eyed monkey back to his crate.

He let her put him down. Having accomplished his goal of stopping the arguing, he was now content. The tiny monkey knew that his dark haired mommy would be back soon, and then there would be no more angry yelling just the funny sounds they made when they laid on the mattress together. Mr. Peepers put his hands over his eyes.

"Yeah, I know how you feel." Buffy chuckled as she sat down at the table. It was their usual fight. Faith had gone hunting with the natives even though she had promised not to. The villagers had hunted just fine without Faith so Buffy really didn't understand the younger slayer's insistence on accompanying them. The worst part was that Faith had lied about it.

The bad girl would have gotten away with it too, had she not been injured. And that was just the point for Buffy, Faith often was injured when she went off with the men. She was always trying to show off. The little blonde shook her head as she straightened up the plane.

It would be six months tomorrow since they had been stranded on the island. That was the day they had chosen to celebrate as their anniversary, and now they were fighting. Buffy sat down, sniffling.

Mr. Peepers watched, sad to see his blonde mommy cry. He hung over the crate and held out his favorite ball, offering it to the slayer.

"Oh, you're so sweet baby, but mommy doesn't want to play right now." Buffy smiled at him despite the tears trickling down her cheeks. She really hated when Faith ran off angry. That meant she'd have to spend countless hours worrying or go after her and risk another fight.

The baby monkey sat down in the corner of his crate and picked up his doll. He held it close as he peered through the slats and stared at Buffy. Maybe there was something he could do. Standing up quickly, the little monkey shrieked.

Buffy glanced over, to see him dancing. She always laughed when he did the little dance Faith had taught him, and now was no exception. The blonde relented and came over to his crate to pick him up again. "Awww... you're doing your hula dance for me." She gave him a kiss and held him close. "You hate it when your mommies fight, don't you?" Buffy smoothed back his hair, smiling slightly as the monkey nodded.

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"Dammit!" Faith cursed as she kicked at the sand. Buffy could make her so mad sometimes. *What's with her anyways?! So I got a little scratch! She always makes a federal case outta everything!* But what was really troubling Faith was that she had been caught lying.

Buffy asked her point blank were she had gotten the gash across her leg, and she had said that she fell out of a tree which was sort of true. The slayer had fallen out of a tree... hunting. Poor Elei had been tricked into telling Buffy. She couldn't be mad at the boy for it though. She hadn't told them that wasn't allowed to go hunt with the tribe. It was too embarrassing, being that whipped. *Ugh!*

The dark slayer stripped off her clothes and ran into the ocean for a swim. She definitely needed to cool off. *Fuck!* The saltwater stung her open wound like a bitch. The brunette immediately swam back to shore. She'd have to go swim in their special pond.

Making her way through the jungle, Faith thought about the anniversary present that she was going to give Buffy. *I guess that's off!* She sighed with despair. Her and Elei had spent practically the whole month latching together bamboo for the area that they had cleared. Faith figured a six month anniversary was special so she wanted to give Buffy something more than shells or beads or the other usual trinkets that they'd been exchanging.

She had started the project shortly after their last monthly observance. With the help of the other tribesmen.... Elei mostly, she was able to complete it. Of course the slayer could have easily had the natives build the whole thing for her, but then it wouldn't be as personal. Faith knew Buffy would like it more because she made it.

The brunette scowled as she dove into the pond. *Now everything is ruined!* Faith fought back her tears. Allowing herself to finally be angry about the appropriate thing, eased her uncertainty. She knew what she had to do, make amends. Even though Buffy was nutty overprotective and control girl, Faith knew she shouldn't have lied.

The brunette climbed from the pond, and realized she brought nothing to dry herself off with. *Oh well.* She shrugged as she pulled her clothes on, her body still wet.

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Faith paused on the stairs. She could hear Buffy. The slayer smiled as she peered in and saw Buffy singing to little monkey, trying to get him to sleep. *Frick! That means it's late!* The brunette glanced back over her shoulder and realized the sun had set long ago, the moon was clearly visible. *Okay, so I'm not observant girl! Now I'll get bitched at for being gone late.* Faith sighed, prepared to take the punishment, and allow Buffy to scold her and get it over with.

Casually, she entered the plane. Buffy immediately looked up. "Where have you been?! I was starting to get worried. Mr. Peepers couldn't sleep a wink since you took off!"

Faith walked over and peered down at the tiny monkey who smiled and reached for her. She smirked as she took him from the blonde. "Ha! Suckering Buffy into letting you stay up late, that's my boy." The slayer gave him a kiss and put him in his crate. "Now go to sleep. You know I'm not that easy."

Mr. Peepers grabbed his doll and crawled under his blanket. Dark haired mommy didn't allow any fooling around. He mostly obeyed her right away. He smiled, happy that she was back.

The slayers were talking quietly now. Mr. Peepers saw that as a good. The candles were put out, and he could hear their funny noises. The little monkey peeked through the slats. The slayers looked like they were wrestling, but he knew that when they played like that it was a good thing.

Mr. Peepers ran back to his blanket and crawled under it. He was supposed to be asleep. Being naughty and causing another fight was the last thing the baby monkey wanted to do. Hugging his doll happily, he closed his eyes. He loved his two mommies.

*****