Have Faith Pt 7/?

Faith looked around and tried to stand up, but nothing was listening to her brain. One second she was surrounded by the slayer wannabes and the next second they were gone! Even Willow, Xander, and that goof Andrew were gone! 'Actually, he wasn't all that bad,' she thought.

Faith didn't know what was going on, but her slayer instincts told her it wasn't good.

"I'll go find B'. Maybe she'll know." Faith sighed and finally stood up.

Without a thought, she headed to the basement. Buffy had been there all morning tending to that vampire. If she was anywhere, that's where she would be.

"Well, I can definitely see what B' likes about him. I'd like to tend to that body!"

When Faith reached the door, she saw it was latched on the kitchen side. On any other day, Faith would have assumed Buffy had left the basement and secured the door behind her. Today, however, was not any other day.

Faith quickly unhooked the latch and cautiously descended the stairs, hoping she would not find a disgustingly torn Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Living in Sunnydale before had taught Faith that anything was possible on the Hellmouth.

Reaching the bottom, Faith stopped. Spike sat on his cot with a confused look on his face. He was naked from the waist up with a blanket covering everything below. The faded spots on his chest caught Faith's eye and suddenly she felt a pang of guilt.

"Ummm....sorry bout last night. I didn't know you were on our side." Faith stuck her thumbs in her pockets and shrugged nervously, hoping he wouldn't notice.

"No worries, slayer. It happens all the time." Spike didn't look at her but his voice was warm.

Faith kept her eyes on Spike who looked almost like he was going to cry. Faith shook out of the thought, Vampires don't cry.

"I just came down here to find Buffy, I thought she was with you. I'll go. I didn't mean to bother you." Faith pointed to the stairs with her thumb, but something told her to stay.

The vampire looked at the new slayer with a frustrated look.

"She is here!" Spike blinked and looked at the empty space of nothingness in front of him, "Well she was...I think."

Faith shook her head, "I don't understand. She's here, but she's not. How come I can't see her? Can you see her?"

Spike sounded confused and frustrated and on the verge of an eruption. "I dunno! On second she was there, in front of me, talking! The next second she was just---gone! I don't know what happened! Maybe," he took a slow breath and calmed a little, "Maybe Red was doing a spell and something went wrong. It happens all the time around here. She's still trying to get back on her feet---anything could happen!"

"Well, if it was a spell, it must've gone really wrong, then, cuz everyone's missing--except you and me. One sec they were there, the next poof!" The slayer tried to hide a grin. "It's just you and me."

"What do you mean everyone? The potentials? Willow, Xander, that twit Andrew? They're all gone? What about Dawn? She's gotta be here somewhere! She's been hiding in her room all day, for chrissakes! Whatever got us surely didn't find her way up there."

"Everyone was in the living room with me and now they are gone. Buffy was here with you, and I don't remember seeing the B's li'l sis so I don't know where she is--"

"Her name is Buffy, not B'." Spike said quietly but with anger.

"Sorry." Faith said sarcastically." What's the sis hiding?"

Spike suddenly stood up and glanced around the room, obviously looking for something. "You," he said absently, as if he didn't care.

Faith's eyes went wide and her cheeks turned a deep shade of red.

"Wot? It's not like you haven't seen a naked bloke before," Spike shrugged and, finding what he was looking for, hurried over to a table where Buffy had neatly folded and placed his clothes. Quickly he pulled on his black jeans. "Considering we don't know what happened just yet, I suggest you stick close to me in case it happens again." Spike sat down on his cot and pulled his boots on. "We'll go see if we can find Dawn first, then we'll search the house for clues." Spike stood and pulled his black t-shirt over his head then headed for the stairs.

Faith grinned behind his back. "Just the two of us," she murmured gleefully. Sunnydale was beginning to look a lot sunnier.