OK chapter 3, first off this chapter is deducted to Bound Dragonthanks for taking the time to review, second i've expanded both chapter 1&2, hell 2 has doubled in lenght so tell me what ya think.

Faith's PoV

God, I love the hunt, the thrill of the chase, the danger of the fight, the power of the kill. Buffy takes pride in her duty, even, if not especially now, but I crave the battle. Speaking of battle we have had a fruitful night finding 6 vamps and this big red demon, tore the fuckers head off for hurting my lover, Jesus that still feels so damn good to say. Where was I? Oh yeah, we're getting ready to rush a nest of fucking vamps, at least 12 of the fuckers in this old warehouse, fuck the smell is seriously pissing me off, I mean it smells like a fucking skunk died, then got runover, and is baking in 100 degree heat out in middle of the road.

"Why don't we burn them out, we still have some white phosphorous grenades, seems like we ought to use them"

"You and your toys B,"not that I'm much better, but no, these fuckers don't fucking deserve the big guns "lets see A) we only have 6 left and you can't count on solider boys being so clueless next time (we swiped them from an army depot at White Sands, it was fucking sad how fucking easy it was, we also got about five hundred rounds of tracers and two-fifty of armor piercing incendiary, what can I say i got tired of getting kicked around and wanted some fire power to play with) remember B one tracer and pow, goodnight, that's all she wrote. B) come on B its only 12 stupid vampires, we'd smell more by now if their were any. It blood and bounty time beautiful, unless your scared??"

"In your dreams Faith"

"No your to busy being fucked silly to be scared in my dreams, no wait thats my reality too" I say with a smirk

"Ok, so no toys, does this mean you have an actual plan or is this another "Damn the torpedoes; ramming speed!!" moment?" B teases.

"Umm, does a frontal assault count as a plan?"plans suck, I mean I get that they are nessary at times but that don't mean I have to fucking like them, besides this is small time stuff

"Torpedoes, Faith torpedoes" B says shaking her head "how about you and I check out the roof, I'm hoping for a skylight but hell even stairs will work"

"Whatever you say B" so we take off and circle around the street until we see a place with a fire ladder. As we climb up (Buffy first) I can't help but comment" Lovely view"

"Shut up, you know you love my ass" she says giving to an extra swish before pulling her self up and standing on the roof

"True" I say and I reach the top, bad news, the building next door is about ten feet away and 2 stories taller, good news I can reach the top easy and i can't hear any heartbeats, nor do I smell that damn rotting of a vampire, well... not next door anyway. I can still smell that damn nest but my slayer sixth sense has calmed down, think of having you foot fall asleep but through out your entire body. Ya not fun, but the warmth I get from Buffy is a whole nother matter, its like warming yourself by a fire in the middle of winter only a thousand times better. Three leaps later and we've cleared the six buildings in the way and its time its game time, I check B, to see her yellow eyes as I feel my fangs descend and my nails harden, that's right I get fucking claws when I shift and both me and B lack all those fucking disgusting bumps, so thing to do with sympathetic energies between the slayer and vampire all I know is that I'm easily ten times as strong, six times as fast, I heal broken bones in hours and my senses are off the chart.

It turns out there is a skylight, which is cool cause it means we can see the fuckers then drop in. they are in three groups, eight are by a table in the center talking, four standing by the front door and two by the back. I look across to B with a smile and go "ready to make an entrance lover?"

"Ready but after this we're heading to bed I need my Mistress.

"OK pet" I say grabbing my stake out of my leathers

"On three Faith, 1...2...THREE"

The glass shatters as we jump through and two...three...four vamps are dusted be for they know what hit them. The rest have figured out that their under attack if not how badly they're outclassed and with a rallying cry of "Slayers! Get them" they come charging in. "ya know you guys could really use more lines" I remark snapping a vamps neck then cough as he dusts in me face. god B is beautiful when she's mad.

"But Faith that would require, ya know, actual thinking" B says before sending one of her vamps flying into two of mine.

"Strike!" I laugh out, a minute in and there are seven left only four on their feet, mainly because we're having fun kicking ass and not going for the kill.

Soon enough there is only three left, they are passed out on the floor so me and B put our stakes away and get to feeding. I take this tiny little latina chick, even smaller then B and B bites into this 6'4 black guy. ya see we learned that we can survive off vamp blood and while they smell fucking rotten, the blood, ohhhhhhh god the blood is orgasmic. so no nasty pigs blood, it's vamp and demon blood all the way.

AN: ok guys come on, less then one out of every hundred people reviews. please be that one!!!