Ever since Willow worked out some way to bring magic back into the world, Angel and Faith have been a lot busier than before. Still holding down the fort in London, at Giles' old place. Everything felt weird now. Vamps actually able to turn people, demons showing up to do whatever it is that they do. Faith just wanted a break, but she knew she had more important things to do. Angel always made sure she realized just how important she was to this world. Their relationship had changed. A lot. The night that Willow brought back magic, was the night that they pushed past their boundaries and slept together. It'd be stupid and cliche to say that the night was magical but, Faith often found herself feeling that way.

They hadn't gotten physical, at least in the no clothes, sweating kind of way, since then. Afraid that since magic was back, the curse would be active again. Neither of them wanted to risk it. That didn't stop them from, sometimes, acting like a couple.


Faith and Angel found themselves in an alleyway, fighting a group of vamps that were attacking a girl. Her screams were heard blocks away, causing Faith and Angel to run until they found where they came from.

Faith smirked as she pulled out a stake from her back pocket, "Looks like a party. Where's our invite?"

A vampire turned away from the group, snarling at Faith, "Slayer."

Faith blew him a kiss before the fighting began. Angel took on two at a time, his eyes taking random glances at the girl, who was being smart and keeping her distance from the fight. After dusting all three of the vampires, Faith and Angel looked towards the girl. For someone who just got attacked by a group of vamps, she didn't look shaken.

The girl smiled, a smile that Angel could've sworn belonged to Faith, "Knew that'd get your attention."

Faith raised a brow as Angel stood there looking slightly confused. Tilting her head a little, Faith questioned the girl with the same attitude she gave them, "Who the hell are you?"

The girl stepped forward, more into the light, her head tilting to match Faith's.

"I'm Faye. Your daughter."