Author's Notes: I was inspired to write this from Ciara (serpi) during one of our random chats a few days back, inspired by Hazy (deversum) cos she always bombards me with ideas every day and inspired to post it after reading lizardmm's one shot 'Lonely, Together' :)

"The things I fucking do for this girl," Faith muttered as she crept across the roof of the church, keeping her eyes peeled for the demons that were following her. "Check it out, Faith, she says. Alone? Oh you'll be fine, Faith, she says. Sends me right into a fucking trap. Well fuck you too, Buffy."

She ducked behind part of the roof and peered down at the ground. There were ten of them now and they speaking in language Faith couldn't understand other than the grunts of approval they all made before they scattered and spread out around the church. She groaned quietly as she pulled out her cell and hit the speed dial, hoping that anyone but Buffy would answer the phone.

"Yes?" Giles asked quietly, stifling a yawn.

"G, I'm in a mess."

"What now, Faith?"

"Well, your golden girl sent me to check out this church right and it led me into a fucking nest of demons and now I'm hiding on the roof."

"How many are there?"

"Ten," she replied quietly as she tried to count them, the darkness and now the sudden rainfall making it impossible for her to see clearly. "Maybe more."

Faith held her breath as she listened, trying to figure out where they were now. She took one step to the side and closed her eyes as she heard the sound of wood cracking underneath her. Before she could even move, she'd fallen through the roof and crashed into the church.

"Faith? Faith, are you alright?" Giles asked but she was dazed and clutching her cell to her chest, afraid to move. "Faith?"

"Fine, G. Just fell through the fucking roof. Shit, they had to have heard that. Any way you can get Red to mojo me the fuck outta here before they find me?"

She lay where she was for a moment, listening to Giles as he spoke with Willow. She took in her surroundings and even though the church was dark, a small light could be seen coming from under one of the doors in the back. She clicked off her phone as she stood up, feeling drawn to whatever was there waiting for her behind the door. She was walking head first into danger and she knew it, yet she went anyways. This was why Buffy had sent her in the first place. The church was harbouring some sort of mystical powers and with no other Slayer's readily at hand, Faith had been the one who was chosen to check things out.

She stopped every couple of steps, listening to the demons outside scrambling to find a way in. She chuckled at how stupid they really were and opened the door slowly. With a loud whoosh she found herself in a freefall and yet, she felt herself in no danger. It was comforting, relaxing and the same soft glow of light she'd seen shining under the door now surrounded her.

"What the fuck?" Faith groaned as she suddenly stopped falling and the light faded and she landed on her ass with a loud thud. "Where the hell..."

"Do not question your surroundings, Chosen One."

"Freaky," Faith chuckled as she turned around in what she suspected to be a cave and searched out the voice. "Is this some crazy ass dream or am I like, dead?"

"No, not dead. Changed. For the greater good you'll see."

"Changed?"

"The other Chosen One, she's about to embark on one of the greatest adventures of her life. It has been decided that your fate will be that of embarking on it with her, to lead her down the right path instead of astray."

"What the fuck you going on about?"

"Love."

"Don't do love," Faith muttered. "Got the wrong person for the job, whoever the hell you are."

"What I am is no concern to you."

"At least show your face so I know who the hell I'm talking to!"

"You will change, you will be someone else. You will lead her down the right path towards true love, Chosen One. You may not believe in love, you may not do love as you say, but you will because this is where your fate has led you."

Faith groaned as she felt her skin tighten and her stomach clench. She fell to the ground, coughing as the dust and dirt drifted up and into her mouth, her nose and her eyes. She shook as she felt herself being pulled apart, almost literally and when she stopped shaking, she opened her eyes and found herself lying on the floor in a storage room.

"Jesus," she muttered as she pulled herself up and looked around as she dialled Giles's number and held the phone to her ear and waited. "Such a fucking mind trip if I say so myself."

"Hello?"

"Giles, something really weird just happened."

"Who is this?"

"Faith, who else would it be?"

The only sound she heard after was the soft click of the phone. And then it hit her. Her voice was different, softer. She walked around the small storage room until she caught her reflection in the mirror that hung by the door.

"What the fuck..." Staring back at her wasn't her, but someone else. She blinked a couple of times then burst out laughing as she checked herself out in the mirror. "An Asian chick. Great."