Buffy was upset.
Law enforcement.
That's what her career day test said. She was supposed to be a cop! Sure, she liked donuts, but she didn't think they should cater to stereotypes.
Meanwhile, Willow had been drug off behind the curtain, by some men in black type guys.
But for her, the Slayer, it was going to be donuts, coffee, and polyester. Where is the fairness of the world? Even Cordy had great test results.
And Jessie - who'd have thought he'd was suitable to be a doctor? He hung out with Willow, so she knew he was smart, and the study sessions that they had thrown together did prove he had a brain.
But a doctor?
Her life Sucked.
"We there yet?" Faith asked again from the backseat of what they had loosely called a car. It was some foreign job that looked like some unholy mating between a Yugo and a Gremlin. It had no room inside and didn't go fast, but it got great gas mileage. But it had turned out to be a great get away car because no one really looked at the car twice. Well, once they stopped laughing and wondering how it was still going.
"Yes, Faith," Xander said as he drove down the street.
"Then why haven't you stopped yet?" she asked from the backseat. He didn't have the courage to look back at her, 'cause there was no telling what she was doing.
And after having been in the same room when she was having her private time, who wants to her hear a girl moan like that when you can't touch her?
Not that Faith would have stopped him.
He was sure that it would be the other way. He might be slow around women, but it was impossible to be that slow. Faith had all but invited him into bed with her.
But he couldn't do it. Not and be just friends.
He didn't do the casual hook ups. And if he had, then when she got bored and found another guy one night...
No, he could deal with that.
"Because we're not there," Xander told his friend.
"Then why'd you say we were ?" Faith asked as her head popped up from the back seat.
"You've asked that same question for the last thirty miles," Xander smirking at her, "and I got bored giving the same answer."
Faith glared at the back of his head, then smiled and thumped his ear before sliding back under the blanket she had spread out over the backseat.
"You..." Xander grumbled, rubbing his ear.
"You better not finish that," Faith interrupted him. "Unless you want to come back here and say it?"
"Uh," Xander said. "Hey, look at that, we're here."
"Xander..." Faith said from under her blanket.
"No, really we're here," Xander said as he pulled into the parking lot.
After parking the small car in an out of the way spot, the duo started to look around the grounds of the Sunnydale High school.
"You're sure that there's a Watcher here?" Xander asked. "I mean, it's a high school."
"It's where Linda said he was," Faith replied pulling up her jeans.
While she looked hot wearing them, it was a bitch to sleep in them, especially in the back seat of the car.
She noticed Xander's glance back, then his head turning and looking forward again. It was these little thrills that made her day: getting loud while scratching the itch that he wouldn't; walking around the hotels in her underwear.
"Well, we're here," Xander said getting out of the car and looking around the parking lot as Faith wiggled her jeans over her hips and buttoned them up.
"You know, you could wear jeans that aren't that tight," Xander told her.
"Yeah I could," Faith said with a sexy smile at him. "But then I wouldn't look this good."
"Hey," Xander said, looking around once again at the empty parking lot, "I have an uncle that lives here."
"At school?" Faith asked, smirking at her friend.
"No," Xander said throwing her an irritated look. "Sunnydale. My uncle Rory's supposed live here. I heard mom and dad fighting about it one time. We almost moved here before I was born so dad could work with him."
"Huh," Faith said, looking around one more time, then sitting back in the car to lace up her boots. "I almost didn't know you."
That thought cause both to stop and look at each other, as a chill ran down each of their spines.
The very thought of not knowing each other was just too strange to put into words.
Faith and Xander broke up as soon as they entered the school, both heading off in different direction for the Library.
Xander wandered the hallways. From the outside, the school looked on the small side, at least to him. This school would have only taken up their old schools parking lot, and still have room to spare.
Though that being said, the school was still big and spread out.
Faith headed to the back of school. She though the library should be back there, while Xander headed for the noise.
He had thought that the hall he was in would put him in the middle of the school and thus, where the library should have been.
Turning a corner, he saw how wrong he could be - a big banner was hanging over the hallway.
"Career Day" was written across it and all down the hall and into some of the class rooms were booths. Each one had students standing around them, along with and equal number of adults.
"Great," Xander mumbled as he moved into the people. He slouched down and moved into the crowds.
He was still waiting for the cops to catch him, 'cause he just knew everyone he saw knew who he was and would turn him in.
The only person he trusted at the moment was Faith. He knew she wouldn't turn him in.
And Faith trusted Linda.
It was the sole reason they were here.
This Giles guy was Linda's friend and would help him. Or at least that was the hope. It was that hope that brought him here to Sunnydale.
But the voice told him otherwise. It didn't mind being here. It wanted to be here. The feel of the place was "right" to it.
But the reasoning behind coming here wasn't: Mortals just betray you.
He was standing next to a cute blonde girl when he noticed that cop standing there.
"Ok, losing Xan," Xander muttered as he pulled back from the cop.
The Blonde girl was watching him. She was acting like she knew him.
As he was turning, he noticed the cop's hand.
A ring. It bore a crest. One that he knew.
Or at least the other in him did.
Teraka.
That low brotherhood of killers. Those dishonorable scum that weren't worth the time it took to kill them.
He stopped turning just as the assassin was calling out names.
As she called out names, the assassin was watching the group before her, not noticing that she too was being watched.
As she hit the name Buffy Summers, the assassin pulled out a gun and started to shooting.
At least that was the plan.
As Buffy said, "Here," something slammed into her knees, knocking her to the ground.
As Buffy hit the ground butt-first, she saw the dark haired boy moving in on the cop who was firing blindly at the kids.
Then, to her horror, Willow walked out of the back room, just as the cop fired again.
Only to have the boy dive on her, driving the red-head down and knocking her to the ground with a shrill scream.
Willow felt herself looking into the nicest eyes she had ever seen.
The dark eyes looked at her and she felt almost like they were talking to her.
"I'm… I'm ok," she whispered. The boy nodded, then was gone.
Chasing after the cop.
Just as the two had cleared the room, Willow heard Jonathan ask, "Was that a demonstration?"
Outside.
Xander was chasing the assassin and almost had her until a troll of a man stepped out in front of him as he turned the corner.
It surprised Xander, who just reacted.
Xander's hand shot out, clipping the man on the cheek and spinning him around. Then, as the man spun around, Xander's leg shot out, hitting the man behind the knees.
The blow sent the man to the ground. As Xander came up, he was looking around.
The Assassin was gone.
Looking down at the man laid out before him, it was obvious that he didn't work with the fake cop.
Looking around he knew he just made another mistake.
"Oh boy."
Buffy was almost dragging Willow into the library.
"Giles!" she called out as she entered the room, only to notice a dark haired girl talking to her Watcher.
"Buffy, please," Giles almost snapped.
"But Giles," Buffy almost whined, "Gun shots, killer cops, and strange boys."
The girl had turned and Buffy stopped. She was familiar.
Then it hit her.
The dream.
It was her.
"Who? What?" Giles asked her as she came to a complete stop looking at the other girl.
"Its HER!" Buffy exclaimed, causing Giles to spin around looking wildly about the room. When her Watcher once again turned back to his Slayer, she said, "THE her, from the dream."
"Yeah, I am a her," Faith said looking at the blonde like she was insane. "Don't know about being THE her."
"Oh dear," Giles replied, as Buffy moved in to protect her Watcher. "Buffy no!"
But it was too late; the blonde Slayer had gone into attack mode.
But again, nothing was going the right way that day.
Buffy attacked what she thought was a normal girl. Sure, one that was hooked up with some great evil, but normal just the same.
And found out that looks are not always what they were again.
As Buffy grabbed the girl to pull her away from Giles, Faith moved.
At first, Faith thought that it was funny the way Buffy was acting. But as soon as she touched Faith, it changed. No one touched her, not that way.
The smile that had started on Faith's face stopped and was replaced with a frown.
Faith then reversed the grasp of the other girl's grip. Then Faith spun around slamming Buffy to the ground.
"Look, blondie," Faith snapped. "Hands off. Ok?"
"Buffy," Giles said looking down at his slayer, "This is Faith. She is the charge of a friend of mine."
Buffy just sat there on the floor. She looked up at the dark haired girl in shock at the ease with which the girl had handled her.
No one should have been able to throw her around. Well, no one normal. She was the Slayer after, all.
Just then, the dark-haired boy that had knocked her down came charging into the room, only to smash into Willow, who had not moved since she had been drugged in by Buffy and had stood there stunned as Buffy had been thrown to the ground.
The impact of Xander knocked Willow off her feet.
And after a small roll, she ended on the ground again.
With the boy laid out across her.
"Hey," Xander said with a smile. "We need to stop meeting like this or people will start talking."
"Talking about what?" Willow asked quietly.
Then she noticed how the boy was laying on her and how her legs were open, causing her to let out a small "Meep."
Willow quickly pulled herself away from the boy and after getting to her feet, she ran into Giles' office.
Faith watched the girl go.
"Way to go, Xander. You broke her."