A/N: I know, it's been a long time since I updated this one. I'm sorry about that. If you need to go back and re-read to remember where we were, that's fine. I'll wait. Wow! Back already? You're QUICK. LOL

A/N2: This "episode" was originally going to cover both Witch and Teachers Pet, but, given the title of the "episode" "Femme's Fatale" I decided to include a certain other episode as well. I think you'll get whet I am doing when you read it. Now, on with the show.

Previously:

"No," said Buffy exasperatedly. "I believe that's YOUR gig. We TOLD you I was trying out for cheerleading and Kim was trying out for the gymnastics team."

The homework thing," agreed Dr. Gregory. "Faith, I understand you probably have a good excuse for not doing it. Amazingly enough, I don't care. I know you can exce lin this class and so I expect no less. Is that clear?"

"Crystal," answered Faith. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," he said, putting his glasses back on. "Be smart." he gave her a kind smile. "And please don't listen to the Principal's or anyone elses negative opinions about you. Let's make 'em eat that permanent record, what do you say?"

Faith smiled back at him. "I say "Thank you"," she said. "And I will,"

"Good," said Dr. Gregory, dismissing her. "Chapters six through eight."

Faith continued smiling as she left the room. She was amazed. A teacher she actually LIKED!

"Ok," called out Joy, the captain. "Let's start with...Amy Madison. If you're not trying out, please leave the gym floor." Buffy and the others went to the side as Amy began her tryout.

Kim noticed that Trini and the others who knew Amy were totally stunned. Amy was amazing! Every move was perfect!

"In al lthe years I've known her," said Billy, running his fingers through his hair. "Amy has never displayed this level of athletic skill!"

"She's good too!" agreed Xander.

"Steroids," said Cordelia."It's gotta be steroids!"

Kim agreed, well, with Billy and Xander. "That girl is on fire!" she and Buffy said simultaneously.

"It was cheerleading tryouts for Buffy and gymnastics for Kim, Mom," Dawn said helpfully.

"And I joined the karate club yesterday,' added Faith

"Oh GOOD," said Joyce. "I'm glad you two are taking that up again. And karate is great for self discipline, Faith. Keep you girls out of trouble."

Chapter 8 Femme's Fatale, Pt 2

The Sunken Church, the same time as last chapter ended.

The Master paced the confines of his prison, exasperatedly. He turned to Darla, who was standing there patiently after his summons/ "Zachary didn't return from the hunt last night," he informed her.

Darla nodded. "The Slayers," she said. A spell performed from one of the Masters more magically gifted minions had confirmed that the three girls from the night of the Harvest did indeed all three have Slayer energy coursing through them. "Or Santana," she added, thinking of the rogue vampire.

"Zachary was strong," the Master continued. "And careful. and still, they took him, as they have taken so many of my children." He paused. "It begins to wear thin."

"Angelus, Spike and Drusilla are due to arrive soon," Darla told him. "We will take care of them." It would be good to see them again. She got exasperated with Spike, well, constantly, and Dru's mad ramblings could drive her to distraction, but, the four of them had caused a lot of mayhem together and she was sure they could deal with the three Slayers and Santana.

The Master considered this. "I have the utmost confidence in you all, otherwise I would not have told you to send for them," he said. "But, after what they did to my forces the night of the Harvest, and since then, I cannot afford to wait." Three other vampires stepped out of the shadows. "Especially when The Three are already here!"

Darla looked at the three vampires intrigued. She'd SO been looking forward to dealing with this alongside the rest of the Whirlwind, but, sending the three after them could get...interesting. "At least let me go with them?" she pleaded.

The Master considered this. "Very well," he said. "Far be it from me to deny my favorite her fun."

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The Bronze, Later that evening

Faith chuckled as Kim wrinkled her nose as Willow stomped on a cockroach. After Buffy and Kim's tryouts earlier, the gang had gone to the Bronze to unwind, only for the Summers girls to discover it was the annual "Fumigation Party", at which, apparently, anybody who turned in a cockroach got a free drink.

"That is so gross!" said Kim as Willow examined the bottom of her shoe.

"The fumigation party is a time honored tradition," said Xander. "The night right before the Bronze shuts down for a few days to nuke the cockroaches."

"And nobody else worries that we hang out at a place that has to do that?" asked Buffy, making both of her sisters laugh quietly.

Cordelia scoffed. "Considering what you three do every night," she said. "A few cockroaches shouldn't bother you." Faith smiled as Trini laughed and the two leaned against each other. God, did either of these two think they were fooling ANYBODY?

The band changed songs, and Kim immediately perked up. "Oooh, i LOVE this song!" she exclaimed. She grabbed Xanders hand. "C'mon! Let's go dance!" she said. Xander barely had time to agree before Kim had dragged him out on the laughed as Trini, Cordelia, Willow and Billy followed them, leaving Buffy and Faith at the table alone.

"Looks like everybody is pairing up," quipped Faith watching them. It was a fast song, and only Kim and Xander were really dancing "together", but they LOOKED like three couples out there.

Buffy nodded. "Speaking of pairings," she said, coyly. "How's Santana?"

Faith blushed, ever so slightly. ""I haven't seen her in a couple of days," she said. "And i don't know if you would call us a pair."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Please," she said. "With the way you two look at each other? I've know you for 16 years, Faith. I KNOW that look!"

Faith chuckled. "Well..." she said. "I WAS thinking of asking her out."

"Go for it," prodded Buffy. "Hey, at least two out of three of the Summers Sisters should get to have some smoochies."

Faith put her hand on Buffy's shoulder. "No guys for Buffy?" she asked.

Buffy shrugged. "I just haven't met anybody who interests me much," she admitted. "Sure, I've met some cuties, but, no sparkage."

Faith was about to reply when they both heard her name being called. They both turned to see a good looking boy, tall with long brown hair, tied back into a ponytail, walking towards them smiling.

"Oh, hey Tommy," said Faith, with a smile. She turned to Buffy. "Buff, this is Tommy Oliver. He's the guy I told you about. The guy who leads our karate club? Tommy, this is my sister, Buffy."

"Hi, Buffy," said Tommy turning to her. "Faith has told me a lot about you and...Kim?" His words trailed off as he and Buffy got a good look at each other.

"Hi," said Buffy, breathlessly. "Nice to meet me."

Faith hid her chuckle behind a cough as the two continued to look at each other with what her mother would call "Davy Jones eyes". Faith could practically SEE the stars in both of their eyes.

"Sparkage," Faith singsonged under her breath, making Buffy elbow her.

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"He was asking you to dance!" Faith told Buffy, exasperatedly as the two walked home from the Bronze. Trini and Cordelia had left before them, and Kim had stayed with Willow, Xander and Billy.

"Well, he could be less subtle," whined Buffy.

Faith snorted. "He said "I love this song, it's great to dance to". You really ARE out of practice.

Buffy rolled her eyes at Faith's teasing. "You're such an ass," she said. She paused and looked at Faith, who nodded at her. They were being followed.

The two stopped. "It's late, we're tired, and we don't want to play games," announced Buffy. "Show yourselves."

"Here I am," came a voice from behind them. They both turned to see the blonde vampire who had taken Jesse, then fought Santana the night of the Harvest, Darla, standing there.

Both girls pulled out stakes. "Oh, I was SO hoping to see you again!" growled Faith. As Billy and Jesse had been the first friends she had made when her family had arrived in Sunnydale, Faith was still smarting over Jesse's death.

Darla smirked. "You didn't really think I'd come alone, did you?" she asked. Suddenly, three more vampires appeared and grabbed both girls, dragging them down an alley and slamming them against a fence. They were all larger than normal vampires, one huge, another with long, straggly hair, and the third with a bit scar where his right eye should be. The biggest one was holding Buffy against the fence, the other two holding Faith.

"I was hoping to catch your little sister too," said Darla with a sneer. "But, you two will do for now."

Buffy and Faith exchanged a look. "Ok, ok," said Buffy, a bit breathlessly. "We really don't want to fight all four of you..." She snapped out her left leg, kicking Darla in the jaw and sending her backwards.

"Unless we HAVE to!" finished Faith, turning to face the one eyes one and headbutting him on his blind side, making him lose his grip. She yanked her arm free and punched the other one in the jaw, freeing herself. She then turned to see Buffy had managed to bring her leg up between the big guys legs, catching him a glancing blow in the vitals. It wasn't a debilitating blow, but, well, it was the vitals, so, both Slayers found themselves free.

The girls tried to press their attack, but, it WAS four on two, and Faith was not a full Slayer like her sister, so, they found themselves quickly overwhelmed. As Buffy exchanged blows with Darla, the big guy and the long haired ones managed to pin Faith's arms behind her. One eye bared his fangs and moved towards a struggling Faith's neck.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed One Eye's shoulder, spinning him around. "Good dogs don't bite!" growled Santana as she punched him in the face, knocking him back. Both of the other vampires looked towards her, as did a smiling Faith. Santana took advantage of their momentary distraction to land a more solid kick in the big guys vitals, making him double over. "Need some help?" she asked Faith.

"Oh," Faith said, nonchalantly, as she grabbed hold of the other vamp's arms and executed a judo throw. "all we can get!" Santana chuckled as she and Faith stood side by side.

Buffy blocked a right hook from Darla, then threw a kick, which Darla ducked under as Faith and Santana started fighting the other two vampires. As far as they could tell, the fourth was still groaning. The three girls were actually doing fairly well, until the big guy stood and ripped a piece of iron bar off a nearby window. She slashed the jagged end at Santana, slashing her across the ribs. The vampire Santana was fighting took full advantage and punched her injured side, sending Santana to one knee.

An angry Faith snapped a kick into that vampires jaw, and judo flipped her own opponant to the ground. Meanwhile, Buffy managed to temporarily fight off Darla, and yanked Santana to her feet. "Run!" she ordered. Faith wasted no time in taking Santana's arm and the three girls ran off down the street, the four vampires in pursuit.

The girls managed to make it to the Summers house, Buffy managing to get the door open as Faith pushed Santana in front of her. "Come on!" she ordered. "Get in there!" Santana entered, followed by Faith, then finally Buffy, who barely managed to slam the door in Darla's face. The four vampires growled and pounded on the door.

"It's ok," said Santana. "Vampires can't come in unless you invite them."

"Yeah, we've HEARD that," said Faith, breathlessly.

"We've just never put it to he test," finished Buffy.

Santana chuckled and groaned. Faith noticed her wound. "Oh, God," she said, taking Santana's arm. "We need to take care of that." She led Santana into the kitchen. Buffy decided to both give them some privacy, and to make sure Kim and their mother and Dawn got home safely with four vampires outside.

"Take off your jacket and your shirt," ordered Faith, reaching under the kitchen sink to grab the first aid kit that was under there. She turned back and her breath caught as Santana stood there holding her shirt to cover her obviously bare breasts. Santana smirked at her as she regained her composure and took out a disinfectant wipe and proceeded to wipe down the cut, getting a perfect view of Santana's side boob. "Sorry," she said as Santana inhaled from the sting.

"It's ok," said Santana, softly.

"We are so lucky you came along when you did," said Faith smearing some neosporin on the cut, noting how Santana's skin was a little cold, apparently from the night air. "HOW did you come along when you did, by the way?" she asked.

"I was out for a walk," answered Santana, simply. "I live nearby."

Faith raised an eyebrow as she started bandaging the wound. "so, yo uweren't following us, then?" she asked.

Santana smirked at her. "Now why would I do that?" she asked.

"You tell me," said Faith as she finished bandaging. "Not that I'm not happy to see you, but, if you ARE following us, I'd like to know why. There. All finished."

"Maybe, I was following you," said Santana. "Maybe I like you." Then, with an evil grin, she lifted the shirt and put it back on, giving Faith a brief, though perfect view of "the girls".

"Maybe," said Faith, her voice an octave higher than normal as Santana put her jacket back on. She cleared her throat and continued. "Maybe I like you too."

The two girls smiled at each other and moved closer as they heard Buffy open the front door.

"Buffy, what the heck?" they heard Joyce's voice. Faith went into the living room, Santana a few steps behind her, to see Joyce and Dawn in the living room and Buffy pulling Kim inside.

"Sorry," said Buffy, slamming the door. "I jsut feel better with you all safe and sound 's just a lot of weird people outside at night." She looked out the window. Kim looked at Faith, saw Santana behind her, and nodded, clearly catching on that something had happened.

"And a few in here," muttered Dawn under her breath. She looked up and saw Santana. "Who's that?" she asked.

"Hi," said Santana, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Hiiiiiiiiii," said Joyce looking confused.

"Mom, Dawn," said Faith a bit hurriedly. "This is our friend, Santana."

"Nice to meet you," said Santana.

"You too," said Joyce, looking to her daughters for more explanation.

"Er, Santana is tutoring Faith in..." started Buffy.

"History," finished Santana with an amused look on her face.

"Er, yeah," said Faith. "You know I've been having a little trouble there."

Joyce nodded. "It's a little late for tutoring," said Joyce. She turned to Dawn. "It's also a little late for you to be up. That movie went longer than I thought it would. Now, up to bed!"

"Awwwwwwww," complained Dawn, though she started right up the stairs.

"I'm going to bed too," said Joyce. "I'm exhausted." She looked back and forth between her daughters and Santana. "Girls?" she said.

"Er, Mom," said Faith, not wanting Santana to go outside, not sure if the coast was really clear or not. "Santana's parents are away, and like Buffy said, there can be weird people outside at night. Wouldn't it be safer for her to stay here?"

Joyce considered that. "Ok," she said. "But I want all four of you in bed, lights out, in ten minutes." She gave them a look that said they would all FOUR be in trouble if they disobeyed.

"Of course, Mom," said Kim, kissing Joyce on the cheek. "Night, Mom. Love you."

"Love you guys," said Joyce, heading up to bed.

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"So," said Faith as the four girls entered the Summers girls bedroom. "You take the single bed, The three of us can squeeze into the big bed." She reached into the closet and took out two over sized tee shirts, tossing one to Santana. Buffy gave Kim a quick rundown of what happened as all four girls changed for bed. Even though they were all girls, Santana made a point of keeping her back to them.

"So, we're the Slayers," Kim said to Santana. "But, what's your story? Why do YOU do this?"

Santana shrugged. "Call it a vengeance gig," she said.

"You lost somebody to vampires?" asked Buffy, sympathetically.

"I lost the world to vampires," answered Santana, darkly.

"I'm sorry," said Faith, turning and walking over to her.

"It was...awhile ago," answered Santana, giving her a smile. "Look, we better get some sleep. You three have school tomorrow."

"Ok," said Faith as Buffy and Kim climbed into bed. "Night." She leaned in and impulsively brushed her lips against Santana's, then went to join her sisters.

"Night," whispered Santana, climbing into bed.

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Flashback: San Francisco, California. Late 1890.

Spike loved the colonies. Well, of course, America was it's own country now, but, his mother had always referred to it as "the colonies". Anyway, despite being it's own official country for over a hundred years, America still had a wildness to it Spike loved. He WAS confused though. For some reason, after seeing that God awful ballet in Russia, Dru had insisted they come to America. Darla and Angelus had begged off, but, Spike could rarely deny Dru anything, so he had come with her.

"Why did you insist on coming here, anyway, Pet?" he asked her.

Dru, for her part, was looking around, in that far away look she often got. "I was called here, my Spike," she told him. "She is here."

"Who the bloody Hell is here?" asked Spike.

"Our girl," answered Dru. "Spike, our family is not yet complete, we have each other, and Daddy, and Grandmummy, but we don't have HER yet."

Spike smirked a bit at "Grandmummy". It always drove Darla crazy when Dru called her that. Then, it dawned on him what she meant. Dru always considered the four of them a family.

"You want a child," Spike said, a touch exasperated. Dru had sired him, but, he had always been more her lover than her child.

"Our own little poppet," said Dru, dreamily. She suddenly took off in a certain direction.

"Dru!" called Spike, following her. He caught up to her, finding her staring at a young Mexican girl who couldn't be more than 17.

"That's her," said Dru, decisively. "That's our poppet! Get her for me, Spike. I want YOU to turn her."

Spike started to argue, but, again, he seldom denied Dru anything. He took a good long look at the girl. A group of white men were talking to her, one getting a little closer than was proper. The spitfire elbowed him in the stomach, then flipped him to the ground and unloaded a string of expletives in Spanish that made the man's compatriots whoop and laugh.

Spike looked at the girl again. He shrugged. At least Dru had chosen well. This girl might just fit in. He definitely saw the potential in her.

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A/N3: If anybody didn't get the "Davy Jones" eyes bit, it's from the 1960's sitcom The Monkees. One of the Monkees, Davy Jones, was especially girl crazy, and very popular with them. In several episodes, when Davy met a new girl, and they fell for each other, both would get stars in their eyes and you would hear music and birds chirping. My wife and I have always called the look two people who are instantly attracted to each other get "Davy Jones eyes". If you DID get it, never mind. LOL.

Hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Please R and R.