Jane was shocked at how easy it had been to kill the vampires. There had been no regrets, no hesitation, just a dull wish that they had thought of this sooner. Then he saw Ayako cradled in Cho's arms and saw that Rachel was missing and felt sick at the thought of those two brave girls hurt, maybe dead, because he had been too stupid to think of this earlier. In his current state on disconnected shock, it came as no surprise when Xander, Dawn and the other Watcher ran into the house.
"Where's Faith?" Xander grabbed his shoulder. Jane just stared at him for a long moment and then pointed into the kitchen. Xander took off after the others, leaving Dawn to take Jane's hand and led him on.
"Come on. You'll want to see this, whatever happens."
He shook his head and wanted to tell her that he didn't want to see anyone else get hurt. That he never wanted to see another dead body for as long as he lived. He couldn't find the words however, so he just followed meekly.
He saw the two, big hairy monsters in the kitchen, looking smug from what he could make out of their facial expressions. Marissa and Faith stood near them, Marissa's arm held tightly by Faith, the older Slayer whispering some last minute instructions. Grace was crying, being held back by Lisbon and Cho, while the younger Slayers stood between the monsters and the CBI agents.
"You want her, right?" Faith's voice rang with confidence.
"Yes." If they were nervous now that Faith had shown up with reinforcements, they didn't show it. "The newborn Slayer."
"Then move out of the way so we can get to Rachel and I'll let you have at the baby Slayer." Faith had started to move towards the Rachel's prone body as she spoke and the monsters let her. She scooped up the girl's body and Jane fought a sob as he saw how small the girl was really.
"She'll be fine," Dawn whispered comfortingly. "She's not dead and she has Slayer healing. She'll be fine." He noticed she had her fingers crossed though.
"All right," Marissa said, her voice quavering with fear. "Well, you wanted me. You got me."
"Marissa! No!"
The monsters ignored Van Pelt's howl of despair as they moved greedily forward. Marissa looked absolutely tiny next to their bulk and she was shaking with terror. Then Faith's voice rang out, "Here ya go, kid! Take it out on the bastards!" She tossed Rachel's discarded sword high in the air, and every eye in the room turned to follow its silvery, spinning path.
Even the monsters turned to watch, which was why they missed Marissa grab two long bladed kitchen knives and dart forward. They didn't see her until she thrust one into the stomach of the nearest demon before spinning to stab the other one in the throat. Pulling both knives free, she watched as the demon she had stabbed in the throat toppled over, while the other stared at her in total shock, one massive paw clutching at its stomach, trying to stem the flow of blood.
"One thing you forgot," Marissa taunted them, no fear now in her voice as she moved to pick up the sword. "I am a Slayer and you don't mess with us." She swung the blade with more ferocity than accuracy and it took a couple of swings, but she eventually decapitated the demon.
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how we deal with ugly beasties like that," Faith said with a wide grin. "Nice going, kiddo." Marissa glowed with pride at the praise.
"I think I'm going to be sick," Van Pelt murmured weakly.