We had done it. We had finally captured Faith and were taking her to the Watchers' Council in Great Britain. Cardiff, Wales, to be specific. What an ordeal this had been. We knew Faith wasn't going to go without a fight, but we didn't think she would kill as many as she did.
What was her problem, anyway? I had never done anything to make her hate me! I had considered Faith a friend, of sorts, until... Until the night she killed that man. If only I had known how she would have reacted... Or hadn't reacted, more like it... And now, all those people dead... It was like she had been overcome by bloodlust... I just couldn't understand it. I was the Slayer. I was used to killing vampires and demons, but killing people... None of that mattered now. We had caught her, and all I needed to concentrate on was getting her to the Council. Then everything would go back to normal.
Or so I thought...
Yet another slow day at Torchwood-3. The rift alert hadn't gone off for days and Cardiff became a regular dreary town with nothing to spice things up. As Captain Jack Harkness stared intently at Myfanwy, a noise from downstairs shocked him out of his reverie. A rift alert! Fantastic!
As Jack grabbed his coat and dashed out of his office, he wondered just what was waiting for him at the coordinates of the rift alert. Weevils? He'd just have to wait and see!
"We're here, everyone," Giles said as the van came to a halt. They had stopped in front of a large, 13th century gothic-style building, maybe a government office or a cathedral. Buffy looked down at Faith. She was lying on the floor of the van, tied up with rope and sedated. She was drooling a bit. Buffy wanted to laugh, but she also pitied the girl.
"How are we doing this?" Buffy asked her Watcher, as Willow, Oz, and Xander filed out of the van.
"I supposed we should just carry her in before she wakes up," he answered. But just as the words came out of his mouth, Faith ripped off the ropes and jumped out of the van. She ran down the alley next to the building, and Buffy tore after her.
"That bitch!" Buffy thought. "She must've woken up hours ago!" Buffy was angry, but she had to admire Faith's cunning. The drool was a nice touch.
Buffy had almost caught up to Faith by the time she reached the end of the alley, but as they rounded the corner, Faith seemed to disappear.
"FUCK!" Buffy yelled. If there was one thing Faith was good at, it was escaping at the last second. Buffy took another look around as her friends ran up behind her. They were all just as frustrated as she was.
"We were so close!" said Willow. "Now we have to start from square one all over again!"
"Not if I can help it," said a rather attractive American fellow in a billowing greatcoat.