Buffy

Faith started her explanation of what had happened to her by saying they had to return the car. She couldn't remember who the woman was that let her borrow it. All that she could remember was that the woman knew Faith through her watcher. They were able to find the woman's name and address on the vehicle's registration.

Willow compounded the bad news by telling them that she would need at least another day before she would be able to bring them back home.

Buffy sat in silence in the back seat of the car as Faith explained what had happened. Faith didn't go into any detail of what had happened to her while she was restrained in the Initiative. She could only explain that when she came out, that she felt hollow and couldn't make any sense of what had changed. Most of the injuries Faith had come home with, occurred at an underground demon fight club. That seemed to be where Faith had spent the majority of her time.

Filled with rage she could barely contain, Buffy sat and ranted at herself for all the mistakes she had made. She was vaguely aware that the others were still talking, making plans to visit David's apartment and find out what he might have been hoping to accomplish.

Faith whimpered, and Buffy finally realized what she was doing. Buffy had never wanted to cause Faith pain, but by not keeping her emotions under control, she was. Buffy took a deep breath and focused, knowing that she couldn't let her anger and guilt control her right now. She slid closer to Faith and pulled her close, grateful that they had decided to have Willow drive.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you," Faith whispered, and Buffy felt even worse that Faith felt any blame for what she had done.

"It's not your fault, none of it is your fault." Buffy held her tightly, pushing all the love she had over their connection.

"I can tell how angry you are." Faith countered.

Buffy turned Faith so she could see her eyes. "Not at you, I'm not even a little angry at you. I'm angry at pretty much everyone else, but not you." The person she as most furious with, was herself. "Nothing that happened to you is your fault. Nothing."

Faith shook her head sadly.

"I'm serious. Faith, nothing that happened, nothing you said or did this past week was your fault." Buffy sighed, her guilt over the pain Faith was feeling spilling out of her. "And I don't want to hear anything about how you think you should leave to keep us safe."

"But..."

"No! We are safer when we're together. We'll figure out what he did to you and make sure it can't happen again. But you are not leaving." Buffy had briefly considered that what would be best for Faith, would be to let her go. But after hearing Faith explain what happened, she knew she would never do that. Even in Faith's deranged state, she still returned home, because that is where she belonged. Buffy would never let that get taken away.

"I killed someone." Faith whispered.

Buffy wanted to point out what happened last time Faith tried to run away from killing someone, but she couldn't do that with Tara and Willow listening. "We don't know what happened, and until we do, we aren't making any decisions. For all you know the guy was lying and was a demon, he was at least involved with demons. So we wait until we know more. Ok?"

Faith nodded grimly.

Buffy was not satisfied with Faith's response, but until they were alone, she didn't feel comfortable saying anything else.

"Faith, maybe this isn't the best time… but there's been something I've wanted to tell you for a while now." Tara pulled a photograph out of her pocket. It was well worn and creased. It was evident that it was a treasured item. Faith hesitantly took it and gasped. Buffy leaned closer so she could see as well.

It showed two women, each holding a baby. One woman was fair-haired while the other was a brunette. "Is this what I think it is?" Faith asked as she ran her finger over the face of the brunette woman. There was no doubt from looking in the woman's eyes that this was Faith's real mother.

Tara smiled and nodded, "I've carried that around as long as I can remember. Until today, I didn't really understand what it was of. No one would tell me who the other woman was, but now I'm sure it's my mother's sister."

"So we're cousins?" Faith smiled a little as she looked down at the photograph.

Buffy watched the smile play over Faith's face and felt relief wash over her. She had no idea what they were in store for, but the smile restored her confidence that everything was going to be OK. The Faith that she knew and loved was back, and nothing was going to take her away again.

"We're here," Willow says as she brings the car to a stop. A woman, flanked by three teenage girls stood at the top of the driveway. Their expressions were not quite readable.

"Let me handle this." Faith said and exited the car. Buffy followed, not about to let Faith deal with anything alone again, the two witches also quickly followed.

The woman's eyes softened as soon as she saw Faith, a grin on her face. "Faith? Do you remember me?"

"No, not really." Faith admitted, looking quite embarrassed.

"I was friends with your watcher. My name is Kara." She turned to the three teenagers behind her, "this is Kennedy, Vi, and Rhona. They are potential slayers, and I am their watcher."

Kennedy crossed her arms and scoffed, "I'm not so potential anymore."

"What?! What does that mean?" Buffy asked, taking a step forward, putting herself protectively between Faith and Kennedy.

"It means - two days ago, I became a full slayer," Kennedy said with a nasty grin, her head raised high with supreme confidence.

Buffy blinked a few times and had to repress an urge to scream. Remembering the state Faith was in two days ago, it was as bad as she had seen her. They had found her on the porch. They had no idea how she got there, but she had been alive at the time. They didn't bother to question her about what had happened, knowing she wouldn't have answered.

Buffy tried to understand how she didn't feel it happen but now realized that she had. Remembering clearly now the intense blast of agony she felt that night. It lasted only a few seconds, and at the time, she wouldn't let herself accept what it had meant.

"Since you are here, and looking quite well. We assume it was Buffy that died. I've been trying to reach your watcher for some time now." Kara moved forward and reached for Faith to hug her. "I understand you were quite close with Buffy. I am very sorry for your loss." Faith stood stock still, a completely blank and uncomprehending look on her face.

Buffy's level of irritation at this entire situation was incomprehensible. She was beginning to shake with frustration. She needed a break from all of this. Her selfishness had gotten Faith killed, and she couldn't stand it. She also couldn't help being slightly annoyed that this supposed watcher didn't even know who she was.

Buffy turned away from the group and walked down the street. Feeling trapped in this city with no idea of how to deal with anything that has happened, she needed a moment to get control of herself. All of her energy focused on keeping her shields up, so she wouldn't cause Faith any more pain.

"Buffy?" Tara's voice calls softly from behind her. She stood still, giving Tara a chance to catch up.

"How could this have happened? How did I let her die?" Buffy turned and hugged Tara tightly. Tara didn't bother trying to tell her it wasn't her fault, which she was grateful for. "How could the keepers not have told us what happened to her? They must have known."

Tara sighed, "I don't know. I don't understand any of this."

Buffy let herself be comforted by Tara for a few more minutes. She guessed that Tara was feeling the same level of guilt over Faith's death. None of them were doing enough to fight the First, and they had let their group drift apart. They were supposed to be working together, but they had become so wrapped up in their own lives that they barely even saw each other.

Buffy made a decision. Faith had been taking care of her for too long. Her need to have a normal life led to Faith dying. Once they got back home, they were uniting in their battle against the First. Since she had likely failed all of her finals, she wasn't going to bother going back to school. She was going to be the slayer she was supposed to be, and she was going to make sure everyone else played their parts as well. Nothing was going to hurt Faith again.

Buffy took a deep breath and backed away from Tara, "guess we should go back."

"Yeah." Tara didn't start moving right away. "There is one good thing in all this."

Buffy turned to give her an incredulous look, finding it impossible to find anything good about this situation.

Tara was staring at Faith with her brows furrowed. "I don't understand it, but she's whole now."

"Like before? No more void?"

"No... more than that. There was a sort of scar, residue from what had happened to her. But now... I guess now her spirit is how it always should have been."

Buffy watched Faith as she spoke to Kara, letting herself feel Faith entirely. Trying to make her anger and guilt flow away and focus only on Faith. Faith turned to her and smiled, and Buffy couldn't help smile back. "I don't have any idea what that means, but I trust you that it's good. She feels..." Buffy searched for the right word. Something was different, but she couldn't quite name it. She always felt better when Faith was near her, but now it was even more. She could feel that Faith's energy was washing her pain away.

"You can feel it now, can't you?" Tara questioned, and Buffy had to stifle a giggle. Many times she'd wondered if Tara could read her mind, she was no longer shocked by it. "She's always affected those around her. Now it's going to be even more pronounced."

Buffy felt the change in Faith's emotions and watched almost in slow motion as Faith knocked Kennedy to the ground. She moved quickly, hoping to diffuse any further confrontation.

"Awww… I wanted to do that." Buffy whined as she moved to Faith and wrapped her arm around her waist.

"I'm sure you'll get your chance." Faith winked and leaned into Buffy. Buffy pulsed their slayer connection with all the love and support she had for Faith. Smiling as the feelings were returned.

Kennedy stood up and wiped the blood from her lip. She took a step towards Faith, but Kara barred her path.

"If we're all quite done with the posturing, perhaps we could go inside and try to act like adults?" Kara suggested, motioning them all to come inside. They entered Kara's house and stood awkwardly in her kitchen.

"Before anyone says anything else. Willow, can you get yourself home and back? There's something I need from my nightstand." She tugged on her ear, and Willow nodded her understanding before vanishing. Turning to Faith, "did you clear up our little misunderstanding?"

"Not yet."

"OK, let's just wait for Willow to get back."

Kennedy huffed, "why the hell is she in charge?"

"I'm not in charge of anything," Buffy replied tersely. "We just have to check something before we explain."

Kennedy grunted and crossed her arms over her chest.

Buffy was begging Willow to hurry up. She really wanted to punch Kennedy. She needed to know if Kennedy was evil or not before taking any action. Willow arrived a few seconds later, handing Buffy her magical ear cuff. Buffy held it for a second and sighed.

"Are you sure about this? You don't have to." Faith asked.

"I do have to. I should never have taken it off." With resolve, she slid the item onto her ear, keeping her eyes closed. When she opened them, she grunted but was able to repress the urge to gag. What she saw now, wasn't anything compared to last time. Stepping towards Kennedy, she gave her a wicked grin.

"What the hell is that? What are you doing?" Kennedy, for the first time, looked nervous and backed away. Instead of reaching for Kennedy, Buffy grabbed Vi. "Little help?" She looked over her shoulder and waited for the others to join her.

Kennedy tried to pull Buffy away from Vi but found herself on the ground again. This time Buffy was the one who punched her. "You might be a slayer now, but you will not touch any of us again."

"You're the other slayer? But how?" Kennedy crawled away, as Buffy stared down at her.

"Everything will be explained shortly."

Vi was jerking in Buffy's grip but wasn't able to escape before the others joined. A few moments later, she frowned and blinked a few times. "You OK?" Buffy was relieved at the minimal reaction. She still wore the ear cuff and saw as the small amount of darkness surrounding the potential slayer was expelled, unable to find its way back in.

Vi grimaced but nodded. "What happened?"

"That's what we're about to ask you. You let the First evil into yourself somehow, we just kicked it out." Buffy answered, trying to keep control of her emotions.

"I did what? No!" Vi had a look of complete horror and tried to back away.

"Sorry, it's true." Buffy replied softly, "but you're OK now. And we're going to make sure you stay OK."

"This is Willow and Tara, they are witches, and I am Buffy," Buffy explained to Kara.

"So… who died then?" Kara asked.

"It must have been me, but I don't remember." Faith shrugged, "I've sort of had a bad week."

Buffy laughed uncontrollably, which was contagious by the rest of her party. "Sorry… that's just a little bit of an understatement."

Kara looked shocked at their behavior, "how can you laugh when Faith died?"

The question made Buffy laugh harder. It took her a few moments to gain control of herself. "It's a sort of laugh in the face of unbelievable anguish, kind of thing. Believe me. We are taking this very seriously."

Kara frowned and looked to Faith again, "why wasn't I able to reach your watcher?"

"I don't exactly have a watcher anymore, haven't for years." Faith shrugged.

"What? But… I've been corresponding with him."

Buffy and Faith gave each other a look, each dreading what they were about to find out. "Wesley? Have you been talking to Wesley?"

"Yes. He's your watcher, isn't he?"

The slayers groaned. "What has he been telling you?"

"Not much really, mostly he's asked me for any information I had on Faith. I sent him copies of everything she kept. I'll get the originals. Please make yourselves comfortable." Kara motioned towards another room, on her way up the stairs.

The group moved into the living room, the Sunnydale crew squeezing together on a large couch. Vi and Rhona took seats opposite them, while Kennedy stood behind them. Buffy was amused by the new slayer's attempt to look intimidating.

While Kara was away, Buffy focused her attention on Vi. The potential slayer shrunk back under her gaze. Buffy tried to find a soft tone, "tell us what happened. What do you remember?"

"I don't know…" Vi looked nervously around the room.

"It's OK. We don't blame you for what you did. We just need all the information you can give us." Buffy was struggling to keep calm. She didn't quite understand how anyone could allow evil into themselves, but she knew that the girl was frightened and they needed answers.

Vi sighed, "a few weeks ago, I started hearing a voice… I don't know whose. It kept telling me that it could make me a full slayer. That if I didn't do what it wanted, evil would overtake the world."

Buffy leaned forward, doing her best to keep her posture relaxed, "what did it want you to do."

"I think I can guess." Kara said as she walked down the steps, "you destroyed all of Diana's research."

Vi nodded sadly, "it kept telling me I had to. That it was the only way to keep the world safe."

"Did you do anything else?" Buffy asked, and Vi quickly shook her head. "Do you remember the information from what you sent to Wesley? We're also going to need his address."

"I do still have his contact information, but it's just a PO Box." Kara frowned and sat down. "Most of the information was notes she had made about the slayer. Lore and history, things like that. Almost nothing was specific to Faith."

"Why would Wesley want any of that? He should already have had access to it." Willow questioned.

"Most of her focus was on something called the Scythe." Kara supplied, Buffy and Faith each did their best to remain calm at the news.

"What about the Scythe?" Buffy finally asked.

"She was attempting to locate it. She knew it was an important weapon for the Slayer. She discovered a map, but hadn't figured out the exact location before she died."

Buffy frowned and leaned back into the couch. Everything was coming full circle, the Mayor must have originally obtained the watcher's notes, and that's how they came across them in the Initiative. Now that Wesley had them, they couldn't know what he planned to do with the information.

"How long ago did you send him information on the Scythe?"

Kara thought for a moment, "more than a year ago."

Buffy was relieved, they knew that the Scythe was still perfectly safe. It didn't seem like there was any way that Wesley or anyone else on the side of evil would be able to get to the weapon.

"Wait, you said you were a watcher. But you didn't know Wesley wasn't our's… are you in contact with the council?" Faith asked.

"Of course. They are who sent the potential slayers to me." Kara's eyes widened for a moment, "are you not aware of what's been happening?"

"We sort of quit the council after Wesley sided with an evil government agency and tried to have us killed. We haven't been in contact with them for almost two years." Buffy shrugged but was becoming nervous about what they were about to find out.

Kara's mouth dropped open, and she rubbed her face with her hands, "I can't believe this."

"We should call Giles, let him know what's been going on. Maybe he can explain why the council still thinks Wesley is our watcher." Buffy suggests.

"Giles? Rupert Giles?" Kara asks incredulously, "hasn't he gone rogue? Wesley said… oh…" Kara frowned. "Yes, of course."

Willow brought out her cell phone and placed the call to Giles. "Giles, we're in Boston. Yes, we're all fine, we'll explain later why we are here. We met someone, and she has information we thought you needed to hear."

She places the phone on speaker and nods for Kara to explain.

"Potential slayers and their watchers have been disappearing or being murdered all over the world," Kara states sadly. There is a collective gasp from the Sunnydale crew. "I was attempting to coordinate sending the group I have to Sunnydale for protection…" she trailed off.

"Giles, have you been in touch with the council at all lately?" Buffy asked.

"No, they have been refusing my calls for some time."

"That's likely because Wesley has reported to them that you have gone rogue." Kara supplies.

"Wesley? I thought we were rid of that nuisance years ago." Giles groans. Buffy has to restrain pointing out that she wanted to do a lot more to Wesley, now isn't the time for bickering. Plus, if she hasn't insisted they cut ties with the council, this situation may have been avoided.

"It sounds like he's still reporting to them as if he's our watcher," Buffy responds through clenched teeth.

Giles was silent on the other end.

"I will contact them and attempt to straighten everything out. Perhaps they have an idea of where Wesley is." Kara offers.

Buffy picks up the phone and takes it off speaker, "Giles?"

"I'm sorry, Buffy."

"It's OK. We'll work this out. See if you can find out anything about where he might be. We should be back tomorrow." She sighs and ends the call, handing the phone back to Willow.

Buffy was beyond drained. She just wanted to go home and talk to Faith about everything that happened.

Buffy leaned back into the couch and let the others talk. It turned out that Kara was also a witch and was able to help Willow replenish her stores of magic quicker. They would be able to return home in much less time that Willow had initially thought.

Buffy snuggled into Faith's side and let herself relax into her strength. Faith felt incredible to her. She always had, but it was different now. The past week of losing their connection made her realize she had been taking what they had for granted. She was determined never to do that again.

It only took a few hours before Willow was ready to bring them all home. They parted from the Boston group, trading phone numbers and agreeing to plans to funnel any new potential slayers to Sunnydale.

When they arrived, Buffy headed upstairs immediately. Leaving Faith and the witches to discuss how they were going to deal with David. She was not nearly as worried about what had happened to David as she thought she would be. Even if there ended up being human consequences to what Faith had done, they would deal with it together. She was also determined not to let Faith be consumed with guilt over killing the person who kidnapped her and was most certainly evil.

Buffy paced in her room as she waited for Faith. She smoothed her hands over the fabric of her dress and remembered the one time before she had worn it. It had been a particularly fantastic date night before her mother died.

She did her best to calm her breathing and not let her nervousness through to Faith.

"B? Woah." Faith gasped as she entered their bedroom and saw what Buffy was wearing. Buffy smiled and pressed her body tightly against Faith's. Moaning as Faith's hands went to her hips as they deepened the kiss. Buffy broke the kiss and leaned heavily against Faith.

"Mmmm. You feel so good." She whispered as she tried to get control of herself and remember what it was she was planning on doing. "Everything OK with Willow and Tara?"

Faith held Buffy tightly to her and breathed her scent in, "yeah, everything is fine."

"Anything you want to talk about?" Buffy desperately wanted to know more about what Faith went through, but at this moment she felt it was more important to do something she should have done months ago.

Faith shook her head and grinned. "I'm way more interested in whatever you've got planned."

Buffy slowly backed away and led Faith to sit on the edge of the bed. Buffy moved to the dresser and grabbed a small box before turning back to Faith. "Before my mother died, she gave me this - to give to you. I should have done this sooner, before…" Buffy frowned, "she would have liked to have seen you wear it. I just thought we had more time." Buffy shook her head and refocused, "she loved you. I hope you know that."

"I know she did. I loved her too. I wish we could have saved her."

Buffy sighed heavily, "we did the best we could."

Buffy started to shake. Things had gone in a direction she hadn't meant them to. This was supposed to be a happy moment, but now she was anything but happy.

"B?"

"Sorry, I just… I had this plan. We were supposed to have gone away this weekend, and I wanted to be all romantic when I asked you." Buffy couldn't read what Faith was feeling. She was good at shielding her emotions and only letting through what she wanted Buffy to know.

"When you asked me what?" Faith shifted nervously on the bed.

Buffy stood Faith back up and flipped the box open, reaching for Faith's left hand. "Will you marry me?"

Faith's mouth dropped open, and she took a step back, "you... want to marry me?"

Buffy did her best to hide her disappointment at the reaction. "Yes, I want to marry you. I want to stand up in front of our friends and family and gush about how amazing you are and how much I love you. I want you and everyone who sees you, to know that you are loved. That you have a family, who loves you."

Faith was frozen, her face and emotions completely unreadable. Buffy released her hold on Faith's hand and moved slightly away.

Buffy's nervousness took hold of her the longer Faith stood there without speaking, "I know we can't afford a big ceremony, it could just be here at the house. I don't need a fancy ring or anything, we probably already have something we can use. And… maybe you'll want to adopt Dawn, that way if something does happen to me, no one can take her away from you."

Buffy couldn't look at Faith. Fear was assaulting her. Why did I think it was a good idea to do this now? She's just been through hell, and here I am pouring more on her! "I'm sorry, this was epically bad timing. I was just so excited, and I thought… I should have waited until we had more time to talk about what happened. I've been thinking about this for months. I should have..."

Buffy's words were cut off by Faith's lips on hers. The kiss was brief, and when Buffy finally opened her eyes, she saw Faith's shining brightly back.

"Are you saying yes? Or just trying to shut me up?"

Faith smiled and held her hand out, "I'm saying yes…, and maybe a little trying to shut you up."

Buffy slid the ring onto Faith's finger and then flung herself into Faith's arms. Kissing her, and pushing her towards the bed. Faith reversed their positions and forced Buffy to sit. Buffy looked up at her questioningly.

Faith worked her mother's ring off of her pinky and held it for a second, smiling down at it. "This was my mother's. She's telling me she wants you to have it."

"How is she doing that?"

"I don't know exactly, but she's part of this ring somehow. It's what protected me all those years. Is that too freaky for you?"

Buffy laughed, "a magical talking ring seems exactly the right amount of freaky for us." Buffy held out her hand and could feel the pulse of approval and love from the ring. "Wow, this is incredible. Can you still hear her?" It was a little disconcerting that the woman who had tortured Faith had also worn this ring, but knowing that it was Faith's mother's and it had protected her for so long - made up for it.

Faith nodded and climbed into Buffy's lap. Straddling her and pressing their bodies tightly together. Clothes were slowly and carefully removed as Buffy focused on showing Faith exactly how much she loved her.

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Buffy laid back against Faith, and reveled in the love she felt pouring from Faith. Sighing happily as she traced lazy circles on Faith's hip.

"Dawn will be back tonight?"

"Yeah," Buffy's haze of happiness was pierced by Faith's question. Not so much because of Dawn, just because tomorrow meant reality. It meant she had to go back to work.

"What's wrong?"

Buffy shook her head, "nothing's wrong exactly."

"B?"

Buffy shifted a little so she could face Faith, "can you do something for me?"

"Anything." Faith answered instantly.

"Can you let me feel more of you? More of what you're feeling?"

"I.." Faith looked embarrassed.

Buffy smiled, "you always know when I'm upset or worried, and you help me through whatever it is. I just want to be able to do the same for you. I know when you're feeling good things, but I never know when you're upset. I just want to try to give you as much as you give me."

Faith sat up a little, "it's not that I'm hiding anything from you…"

"I know it's not about hiding anything. You're just trying to protect me. You've taken care of me and protected me for our whole relationship. I want to take care of you for once."

Faith smiled up at Buffy, "OK, I can try."

Buffy leaned in to kiss her.

"That wasn't what you were upset about, though, was it?" Faith asked once Buffy had pulled back from the kiss.

Buffy groaned, "we have to go back to work tomorrow."

Faith stiffened slightly, "um… well… two things about that."

Buffy turned to look at Faith, so she could at least try to read her expression.

"One, pretty sure I'm fired. Not showing up for a week, tends to do that." Faith shifted out from under her.

Buffy sat up and hugged her knees, "what's the second thing?" She mumbled, reality was seriously crushing her spirit at the moment, and she wasn't sure she wanted to hear what the second thing was.

"I'll be right back." Faith jumped up and headed downstairs, without putting any clothes on.

Buffy glumly got up from the bed and started cleaning up the tornado of clothes that had been strewn about the room. Slipping on shorts and a tank-top while she waited.

Faith came back a few seconds later, before saying anything, she moved to her nightstand. "I just remembered a third thing."

Buffy bit her lip, to stop herself from groaning. Faith seemed to be in a really good mood, so she didn't know how any of these things were bad, she just really didn't want any more surprises. She sat on the bed and closed her eyes while she waited. She was shocked when she felt something pressed into her hand, looking down to see a massive wad of cash. "What?"

"This should help for now."

Buffy scrunched her face, trying to make sense of this, "from the fight club? You bet on yourself?"

Faith grinned, "hell yeah, I did! Plus they started to give me a cut of the other fights since I drew in such a crowd."

Buffy rolled her eyes and chuckled, looking closer at the mound of cash in her hands. "There's like ten grand here! This was in your nightstand? And you earned all this in just a few days?"

Faith shrugged, her eyes twinkling. Buffy could only laugh and shake her head at Faith's attitude. Her confidence was one of the many things that she loved about Faith.

"We're going to need to talk about this fight club more, later though. What's the third thing?"

Faith handed Buffy the folder she had brought up from downstairs.

"Red found out more than she told you. When she looked at that address, she realized it was in my name. Then she dug more and found all that." Faith motioned to the paper Buffy was holding.

"Holy shit." Buffy gasped as she read the document. Not understanding all the legal jargon, but getting enough to realize that there was a trust in Faith's name with many millions of dollars.

"That's kinda what I thought when I found out."

"Does this mean I don't have to go to work tomorrow?" Buffy grinned, and Faith's face lit up.

"I'll need a lawyer to figure all this crap out. But hopefully, it means neither of us ever have to work again."

Buffy laughed and shook her head. She turned to look at Faith, who was now leaning against the headboard, still completely naked. Buffy had a lot of questions. She wanted to know what Faith thought about everything that happened. With the way Faith was looking at her though, she decided that questions could wait until later.