This takes place right after "Chosen". The group is at Wolfram and Hart that night, resting before they go to Cleveland. If you like this, you can find more at my livejournal account.
Faith found Buffy sitting on a couch in the lobby by herself after everyone else had gone to sleep, exhausted by the day's events..
"Kinda weird to see Angel in this place, huh?"
"Yeah, it is," Buffy looked around like she was noticing her surroundings for the first time. "It doesn't seem like him."
"Nope. So, now that blondie is out of the picture, you think you two will..." Faith trailed off, hoping her reasons for asking weren't obvious.
Buffy shook her head, trying to block out memories of Spike engulfed in light, flames sprouting from his body. "No, I just need some time... alone. Away, you know?"
"Yeah, I get you." Alone. Away. Like always.
They sat for a moment in uncomfortable silence until Buffy found her voice again.
"So, you and Robin seem close." She winced at how disappointed her voice sounded, but Faith didn't notice.
She shrugged, feigning indifference. "He's nice enough. Not a bad body," she smirked.
Buffy managed a smile. "That's true. Well, I better get to bed."
"Goodnight then."
"'night."
Buffy didn't look back as she walked to elevator. If she had, she would have seen Faith's face fall as she watched Buffy walk away again, another opportunity passing them by.