*Prologue*
I rush quickly into the hospital of Sunnydale, over to the reception and ask "Faith Lehane?" the nurse looks at me sceptically and says "are you family?" and I sigh "the closest thing she has to it" and the nurse looks at me with a fake smile "I'm sorry but only family are …" she stops speaking as I reach over and grab her collar, lifting her effortlessly "if you don't tell me what room Faith Lehane is in right now, am going to kill you!" then a male voice shocks me into dropping her "you know Faith?" I turn to see a middle aged man in a tired suite, his face full of concern and contempt, not towards me, but in general. I walk over to him and say sternly "where is she?" he gestures to a room behind him with a large bodyguard at the entrance.
I run in before thinking, but stop dead in my tracks as I see her. My eyes glaze over as I take a shaky step forward at seeing her so weak, hooked up to machines. I take the seat next to the top of the bed and allow my tears to fall freely as the man comes to the other side of the bed "what happened? What…who did this to her?" I look up to him, not bothering to hide my pain "the other slayer" he answers bitterly "who are you?" he questions, I take her lifeless hand in mine as I look at her pail face "am her best friend, my names Annie, Annabelle Beth Dillon. You must be Mayor Richard Wilkins, Faith speaks highly of you, which, believe me, is rare." he takes the seat on the other side of the bed "she's never mentioned you, but I recognize your face. She carry's your picture in her locket, she never takes it off" I smile at this an pull the chain from beneath me shirt, revealing a mating locket to Faith's. a silver oval locket, with a blue winged fairy sitting on a crescent moon, three small stars around her. I open it to revel a image of two younger versions of Faith and myself, smiling happily as we hug, cheek to cheek. Never taking my hand from hers, I look at the picture with a sad smile "we took this picture the day we got these. There was a faire in town and these were one of the prizes, I distracted, while Faith stole them. That was a good day." I turn the locket over and read aloud "you were a kiss blown to me, by a Fairy in the sky. Someone to love me till the day I die." my tears flow once more as I close the locket and grasp it tightly with my free hand "what's her name? the slayer, the one who tried to take her from me?" he smiles to me sympathetically "Buffy Summers" I release my death grip on the locket and caress Faith's vulnerable face "don't you worry Firefly, Annie's here. That bitch'll pay for this, I promise." I look up to Wilkins and we share a knowing look, each of us thinking the same thing 'Buffy Summers must DIE!'.