"Do you have everything?" Sara asked as they loaded everything into the rental car that Thea and Quinn had driven. Faith nodded as she shut the car trunk. "I do and I'll call as soon as I get there to let you know that we're there." She hugged them again and they wished her luck. Thea, Quinn, and Faith then got into the car and drove to the airport. They loaded their things onto the plane, taking with them what they wanted to read, listen to, etc, with them into the cabin and were soon air born.

            Thea asked Faith what she knew of the NightWorld and filled in gaps when needed. "I knew about the made vampires, but I never knew that there was a second type that could grow old and have kids." Faith silently processed that. "Hey Quinn, what type are you?"

"I was turned."

"Who-"

"I don't like to talk about it." came the curt reply.

"Oh. Sorry."

To smooth things over, Thea asked Faith some questions about herself. "Your bio only says so much.

It turned out that Faith liked to read, (almost anything supernatural) and write. She also drew a little bit and loved to rollerblade. Her favorite animals were cats and dolphins, and she liked Celtic music.

"Why are we taking you in?" Quinn asked.

"You don't know?"

The witch and vampire shook their heads. "Thierry never told us." Quinn said.

Faith shifted in her seat, avoiding their eyes, wondering what to tell them and how. After a moment she looked up at them, her mind made up.

"You've probably guessed by now that I'm a runaway, and you're right. Until 6 or 7 months ago, I lived in Salem."

"Why did you runaway?"

"My mom was killed. I was on my way home from a party at a friend's house when it happened. A neighbor told me where they were taking her and later that night before she died, she told me about our family, about what we're supposed to do. And about what attacked her." At this point, Faith curled her legs up, knees up under her chin, arms wrapped around them. "At first I didn't believe her, I thought werewolves were just a fairytale, but it was true, a werewolf had broken in and attacked her. All because of what she was guarding. Faith drew in a ragged breath and closed her eyes briefly. Her eyes fluttered open at Quinn's question.

"What was it?"

"I went home and looked under my mom's bed and found the spot where she keeps important things safe, and there it was in a white linen pouch, along with a letter explaining what it was and what I had to do."