Tru was beginning to get used to the whole concept of having the day restart, so she was careful about the information she would give out to people who she would see. Her brother Harrison, for instance, asked her everyday if she knew the lotto numbers or if there was anything strange that he could bet on. She only ever gave the information to him if it could save him, which considering how often the boy got into trouble, was a fairly regular event.
This time round though, she knew she had to track down the mysterious Faith Woods and not only work out what the hell her message had meant but also the reason why the two were virtually twins when it came to looks.
'We couldn't really be twins could we?' Tru thought to herself as she dressed. 'No Meredith would have been old enough to remember if mom had given birth to twins.'
Finally Tru rushed to the Morgue, hoping that Davis would be there as usual.
Davis saw Tru striding into the Morgue before Tru had noticed him. Not that that was really that unusual, most beautiful females never really saw him anyways. At least Tru would talk to him once she realised he was around. Even if it was about some of the most perculiar things that he had ever heard about.
"There you are Davis, I was looking for you," he heard Tru call out as she entered the office.
"There's been another one I take it?" Davis replied.
"Yeah, a girl my age, my looks and dead from a really strange attack."
Davis tried to work out what Tru was talking about. It sounded like she had a 'twin' that had died somehow. He knew Tru didn't actually have a real twin but wasn't there a saying about how there is always someone who looks exactly like you somewhere in the world? Maybe this was hers and some how in some weird way the girl ended up in the exact Morgue True worked in.
After answering Davis' question, Tru logged into the database to type in Faith's details.
"This is really strange," Tru whispered as she saw the results of the search.
"What is it Tru?" Davis asked coming over to see more information about the latest 'case' of Tru's.
"Faith Woods' records only go back about a year. Like she never existed before then..." Tru replied. "A person can't just magically appear in the world can they?"
She did some more digging into the database looking for possible name changes or anything but from the looks of things, Faith hadn't existed for more than a year. But that was impossible wasn't it?
Meanwhile the girl in question was arriving in town after a flight from Cleveland. Yawning slightly, she looked around before attempting to call a taxi.
'Damn, still a long way off from night time... oh well, a little food, a little sleep and then a slayfest before dancing the rest of the night away,' she thought to herself. 'Hopefully this trip will be worthwhile, but even if it's a bust at least I can have a break from the young Slayers.'
"Hey baby, you want a good time?"
Faith turned and looked at the guy who had approached her. He wasn't what she would call all that handsome but he had a little potential for a quickie. Too bad she was on the straight and narrow now. Robin had changed her views in regards to possible relationships but he had died before she could marry him. Stupid bloody M'Fashnik demons. Steeling herself so she wouldn't cry at the thought of Robin, Faith brushed past the guy.
He grabbed at her as she passed, but she just smirked. He had given her the reason for a quick emotional release that she needed. Twisting her arm around slightly, she grabbed his hand that was holding on to her and quickly squeezed. Not hard enough to break any bones but enough to get him to let go.
"You little bi..."
He had swung at her but she dodged out of his way before backhanding him and sending him flying back. With a self statisfied grin on her face for not actually killing or maiming him in anyway, she stalked off to find where the taxis were.
Tru wracked her brain to try to remember where Faith's body had been found since the only address in the system for her was a Cleveland address. It had been a hotel of some description on the 'bad' side of town. Why had a girl like Faith go there?
From what Tru remembered, she had a lot of credit cards in her possession as well as a wallet full of money, even had a decent although smashed cell phone in one of her pockets.
Looking through the list of hotel addresses in the phone book, Tru sighed. It was going to be almost impossible to explain to an out of towner that she was going to be killed by a fork attack. At least the other people she saved had almost mundane deaths (in comparison to a fork attack).
The name of the hotel finally popped up, 'Western Sunset'.
Faith looked up at the hotel and grimaced. It was nothing compared to the Hyperion Hotel where she had stayed with Wes and the others after breaking out of jail, but it would do. According to Willow there was a recently activated Slayer living nearby there as well as a few nests of vampires if the reports were to be believed.
She knew she would have to clean out the nests and find the Slayer but first things first, she was going to book a room and sleep.
Tru pulled up to the hotel and hoped that Faith would have already booked herself in, otherwise it would be a wasted trip. Walking inside the hotel, Tru almost couldn't stop herself grimacing. The place was a complete dive.
"Ahhh Miss Woods, I thought you had already retired for the day," the receptionist called to her.
Turning around Tru looked at the gentleman who had been speaking. He thought she was Faith, so they really looked like twins to everyone else. Thinking quickly Tru decided to use it to her advantage.
"So my sister did book in here?" Tru asked with a smile. "Faith wasn't sure which hotel she was staying in when she decided to come and visit me. Do you mind telling me which room she is in so I can surprise her?"
"Certainly, she is in room 111, it's on the first floor."
"Thank you for your help," Tru called back as she headed for the stairs.
Jogging up them, Tru made her way to the room where Faith was staying and knocked on the door. When no one answered, she knocked a little bit louder.
"Just a moment!"
'God, she even sounds like me,' Tru thought.
Suddenly the door opened and the two girls could only stare at each other.
This time round though, she knew she had to track down the mysterious Faith Woods and not only work out what the hell her message had meant but also the reason why the two were virtually twins when it came to looks.
'We couldn't really be twins could we?' Tru thought to herself as she dressed. 'No Meredith would have been old enough to remember if mom had given birth to twins.'
Finally Tru rushed to the Morgue, hoping that Davis would be there as usual.
Davis saw Tru striding into the Morgue before Tru had noticed him. Not that that was really that unusual, most beautiful females never really saw him anyways. At least Tru would talk to him once she realised he was around. Even if it was about some of the most perculiar things that he had ever heard about.
"There you are Davis, I was looking for you," he heard Tru call out as she entered the office.
"There's been another one I take it?" Davis replied.
"Yeah, a girl my age, my looks and dead from a really strange attack."
Davis tried to work out what Tru was talking about. It sounded like she had a 'twin' that had died somehow. He knew Tru didn't actually have a real twin but wasn't there a saying about how there is always someone who looks exactly like you somewhere in the world? Maybe this was hers and some how in some weird way the girl ended up in the exact Morgue True worked in.
After answering Davis' question, Tru logged into the database to type in Faith's details.
"This is really strange," Tru whispered as she saw the results of the search.
"What is it Tru?" Davis asked coming over to see more information about the latest 'case' of Tru's.
"Faith Woods' records only go back about a year. Like she never existed before then..." Tru replied. "A person can't just magically appear in the world can they?"
She did some more digging into the database looking for possible name changes or anything but from the looks of things, Faith hadn't existed for more than a year. But that was impossible wasn't it?
Meanwhile the girl in question was arriving in town after a flight from Cleveland. Yawning slightly, she looked around before attempting to call a taxi.
'Damn, still a long way off from night time... oh well, a little food, a little sleep and then a slayfest before dancing the rest of the night away,' she thought to herself. 'Hopefully this trip will be worthwhile, but even if it's a bust at least I can have a break from the young Slayers.'
"Hey baby, you want a good time?"
Faith turned and looked at the guy who had approached her. He wasn't what she would call all that handsome but he had a little potential for a quickie. Too bad she was on the straight and narrow now. Robin had changed her views in regards to possible relationships but he had died before she could marry him. Stupid bloody M'Fashnik demons. Steeling herself so she wouldn't cry at the thought of Robin, Faith brushed past the guy.
He grabbed at her as she passed, but she just smirked. He had given her the reason for a quick emotional release that she needed. Twisting her arm around slightly, she grabbed his hand that was holding on to her and quickly squeezed. Not hard enough to break any bones but enough to get him to let go.
"You little bi..."
He had swung at her but she dodged out of his way before backhanding him and sending him flying back. With a self statisfied grin on her face for not actually killing or maiming him in anyway, she stalked off to find where the taxis were.
Tru wracked her brain to try to remember where Faith's body had been found since the only address in the system for her was a Cleveland address. It had been a hotel of some description on the 'bad' side of town. Why had a girl like Faith go there?
From what Tru remembered, she had a lot of credit cards in her possession as well as a wallet full of money, even had a decent although smashed cell phone in one of her pockets.
Looking through the list of hotel addresses in the phone book, Tru sighed. It was going to be almost impossible to explain to an out of towner that she was going to be killed by a fork attack. At least the other people she saved had almost mundane deaths (in comparison to a fork attack).
The name of the hotel finally popped up, 'Western Sunset'.
Faith looked up at the hotel and grimaced. It was nothing compared to the Hyperion Hotel where she had stayed with Wes and the others after breaking out of jail, but it would do. According to Willow there was a recently activated Slayer living nearby there as well as a few nests of vampires if the reports were to be believed.
She knew she would have to clean out the nests and find the Slayer but first things first, she was going to book a room and sleep.
Tru pulled up to the hotel and hoped that Faith would have already booked herself in, otherwise it would be a wasted trip. Walking inside the hotel, Tru almost couldn't stop herself grimacing. The place was a complete dive.
"Ahhh Miss Woods, I thought you had already retired for the day," the receptionist called to her.
Turning around Tru looked at the gentleman who had been speaking. He thought she was Faith, so they really looked like twins to everyone else. Thinking quickly Tru decided to use it to her advantage.
"So my sister did book in here?" Tru asked with a smile. "Faith wasn't sure which hotel she was staying in when she decided to come and visit me. Do you mind telling me which room she is in so I can surprise her?"
"Certainly, she is in room 111, it's on the first floor."
"Thank you for your help," Tru called back as she headed for the stairs.
Jogging up them, Tru made her way to the room where Faith was staying and knocked on the door. When no one answered, she knocked a little bit louder.
"Just a moment!"
'God, she even sounds like me,' Tru thought.
Suddenly the door opened and the two girls could only stare at each other.