Authors note: sorry about the long gaps between updates over the weekend put work kind of takes over my time then. Own nothing but Faith. And this chapter is extending time in the movie. Thanks for reviews. Hope you enjoy.

"Leave the lost and dead behind"

Faith sat in one of the chairs from the tables in the center of the main room. She sighed and twiddled her thumbs looking at her feet. She slowly glanced up at Bob. She hoped, beyond hope that Bob at least would have some sympathy for her. His eyes showed that he was praying that what she had said earlier was all just part of his imagination. Faith dropped eye contact and tried to crawl into herself.

"Faith?" Jeep asked. She jumped and stared up at him. He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Are you okay? Are we making her envious?"

"I…" she paused. Slowly she reached into her pocket and pulled out her pad and paper. She began writing but she continued speaking as well. "I'm fine, just a little shocked over what happened."

"Here," Charlie passed Faith a glass of water. Her eyes were alight and comforting. Faith was taken aback as took the glass from her. Never before this night had Charlie gone out of her way to help her. Now when she was able to talk again it seemed that she was being helpful. Faith drank some of the water and the room seemed to lose interest in the fact that she could talk again.

"So was it just the adrenaline or have you been able to talk for a while now?" Bob asked. He was trying not to sound accusing in his statement. He ran a hand over the back of his head.

"I don't know," Faith whispered quietly.

"It doesn't matter," Michael said as he walked by the group. He glanced at Faith, giving her a shallow smile, and made his way to the roof.

"What ya suppose is wrong with him?" Bob asked watching Michael. Faith stood and followed him seeing it as an escape from all of the people staring at her like she was an anomaly or something. When she got to the roof she breathed in deeply and shut her eyes. Her mind flashed images of the sky at sunset, with clouds so perfect that they looked like light and fluffy pillows that she could dive onto. But the clouds seemed to close, and she was looking down on them.

"You should go back inside," Michaels voice broke her thought process and she blinked several times to clear her mind. Faith walked over to the fallen archangel. He was bent over and gripping the side of the roof tightly. His eyes were fixated on the horizon, as if anticipating the enemy's next attack.

"Is something wrong Mike?" Faith asked. He shivered and clenched up when she called him that. Fearing she had hurt him in some way she placed a hand on his right shoulder. He pulled away upon contact. Faith let her hand fall to her side and dropped her gaze to the tiled roof, dejected.

"You don't remember do you?" Michael asked her, after seeing the pain she appeared to be in. Faith looked up at him, lost. He shut his eyes and pain ran through his whole being. He grimaced and looked away. "He took everything from you because on me didn't he?"

"No one has taken anything from me. And I highly doubt that if anyone had it wasn't because of you. Hell, Mike, I didn't even know you existed before two days ago," Faith said she was writing as she spoke. He shivered again when she said Mike but he recovered a lot faster this time. He glanced at the paper and saw the statement she had just said written on the page.

"That's a hard habit to break isn't it?" Michael asked. He watched as Faith's attention dropped from him down to her hand and what she had written.

"Yeah it is. Been three years that I've had to do it to communicate. It's almost like my mind is still afraid that my voice will just go away again," Faith said. She found herself backing up to the L in Falls and sat down. Michael walked over and sat next to her on the other one.

"It must have been Hell for you not to be able to talk. You always did seem to talk too much," Michael said. He laughed to himself for a few seconds when he said the last part.

"See there you go again, acting like you know me from some distant past. But that's impossible seeing as I've never met you prior to all of this. And besides, Mike…" he shivered, "Michael, then sorry, If you had known me from before you would have realized that I don't really talk all that much,"

"It was all just a part of his plan."

"Of whose plan! You keep talking about all these schemes and plans, It just doesn't make any sense. I mean yesterday when you and Jeep were talking you brought up God losing faith in mankind and made it sound like there was a double meaning but it only makes sense that way. What are you talking about? Explain it to me."

"You wouldn't understand."

"Try!"

"You haven't changed over all these years. You're as stubborn as always."

"OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! What the fuck are you fucking going on about? I don't fucking know you. And you sure as shit don't fucking know me. So why don't you start explaining all this bull shit and maybe I can figure out what is going on in your saccadic mind before the birth of Christ."

"Faith you were…" But Michael was cut off by the sound of yelling from below. Second later Jeep poked his head out from the hatch.

"You guys are needed in here now!" he ordered, then vanished back inside. Faith and Michael ran for the hatch.

Charlie was in labor the baby was coming. Everyone was in a panic and Michael calmed them down and took over. He ordered Jeep and Bob to get some hot water and towels. Faith and Audrey were to help clear away a space on the ground for Charlie to give birth and Michael steadied the poor girl against his stomach, clasping her hands tightly.

Once everything was in order Audrey was designated the one to help birth the child while Michael played doctor and told her when to push. Faith helped with the rags and Jeep and Bob were sent to keep watch on the roof.

"Look just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I know how to do this," Audrey yelled, she was not handling the situation well.

"Move then!" Faith ordered. Audrey did gladly. Faith braced Charlie's feet against her shoulders and made ready to grab the kid and guide him out.

"Charlie, I need you to push," Michael ordered. Charlie was pushing against him and Faith, who had to scramble to keep herself in one spot. Her right foot shot back and pushed against the wall to counter balance Charlie's pushing. A loud horn blast filled the room, similar to that of a fog horn oh a ship.

All life in the room seemed to stop for several seconds. "What was that?" Audrey asked in a small voice.

As if he was brought out of a trance Michael frantically attempted ant hurrying Charlie along. "Charlie, I need you push again. Push!" Michael's voice filled the room as he attempted to get this over with. The horn blew again.

This time though it was followed by the sounds of a child crying and that of Bob and Jeep's feet as they ran into the room. Faith held the child for several seconds before Audrey took him. She tried to pass him along to Charlie, but she just looked away pissed at the world and upset. Audrey left the room going out into the main diner to show the others.

Faith remained to clean up the blood and help Charlie.

"Are we safe now? Is it over?" Charlie asked. Michael, who was helping Faith, looked over at her.

"No. But now at least he will have a chance to grow up, a chance to lead the world out of darkness." Michael whispered.

"And what happens until then?"

"You need to teach him how."

"What makes you think I can do that? What makes you think I want to do that? If he's so important why don't you take him?"

"Because you don't have a choice, and it is not my burden, not yet at least."

"And I can help," Faith commented. "You won't be alone in all of this. I'm sure Jeep wouldn't let you be if you tried. "

Charlie smiled at Faith, it was almost as if the three years of hate had all been an act. The four leave the room just in time of a third and final blast to fill the room.

"Something is going on something's moving out there," Jeep said. His voice was filled with panic and he was pacing. Audrey was holding the baby, standing next to her mother.

"The possessed can't go near the child. So he sent someone who can, someone like me." Michael said. He was loading one of the gun.

"Who?" Bob asked fearing the answer.

Michael paused, "Gabriel, he was sent to do what I wouldn't."

"Your orders. You were sent to kill the child." Faith asked her eyes widening in shock.

"What are you talking about?" Charlie asked Faith. She didn't answer. Charlie turned to Michael. "Michael, what the fuck is she talking about?"

"The child was never meant to be born. But now that he is, mankind will have a chance. The future is unwritten. There is still hope." Michael said. His eyes were pleading Charlie to understand.

Audrey went to hand the child back to Charlie and Sandra moved slightly. Something didn't seem right almost as if she….

Sandra rose and took the baby. She backed up to the door and motioned for Audrey. "Don't come near me. You heard him. They just want the baby. Maybe if we give it to them they will let us go."

"Mom no," Audrey cried out.

"Come on Audrey," She motioned for her daughter again.

"You give me back my baby right now!" Charlie ordered.

"Why? You didn't even want it in the first place. It's just one baby." Sandra backed up further and the door was torn open. A blinding light filled the room and Michael shot Sandra, who fell through the door. The baby went frying through the air and Jeep dove to catch it.