"Do you realise how hard it is to steal cars in LA? I get here and you're
asleep. Dat's just whack."
Willow awoke with a start and her body instinctually pulled her upright. She had been dreaming of snowboarding with a faceless girl. Nothing had mattered except keeping her balance. It was strange how relevant dreams can be to reality.
"What in the name of - Faith?" Willow gasped, her hand shooting to cover her semi-exposed chest. 'Not exactly the most graceful thing to do Willow.' She reasoned with herself. 'Evil-Slayer's back in town and you're concerned about covering your body up.'
"Back and swingin' baby." Faith grinned at her Wiccan companion and winked with the click of her palette. "And I'm all good as well. How heart warming." She threw her hands around in mock surprise. 'And Red is all. yummy-like now.' Faith gave her a slight once over.
"So. wait! I though you were in prison!" Willow reached down beside her bed and tugged on her discarded shirt.
"'Were' being the operative word there, Red." Faith smiled her cocky smile.
"And you're here why? And in. my room. why?" Willow was confused and bewildered. How long had it been since Faith had been thrown in prison? And now she's back and having a conversation with Willow? Not exactly clarity defining material.
"Here. well I dunno, just kinda got called." Faith stopped pacing and bit down on her lower lip, confusion dancing across her features as well. Well it's really useful when you don't know how to answer the question and you've already started talking! "Your room. easiest access?" Faith then proceeded walk out of Willow's bedroom door and directly into Dawn.
Willow ripped the covers back and pulled on her jeans, that had been carelessly abandoned the night before. Her feet got in the way as she hastily made her way after Faith.
Dawn's sudden scream awoke everyone still sleeping in the house, which had actually consisted of only Buffy at that time. Buffy and Willow both fell from their rooms into the hallway.
"Faith?" Buffy gasped. Horror and surprise evident in her tone. Buffy's eyes then darted down to Dawn, curled up against the wall at Faith's feet. Shaking. What had Faith done?
"Werd B." Faith turned her head and winked.
"You're here why?"
"You tell me. You put out the call." Faith shrugged and started down the stairs.
"What call? Me? Explain?" Buffy's facial expression and tone gave away her absolute confusion. "And what'd you do to Dawn?!" She started following Faith downstairs.
"Dawn? Nothin'. On the call. uhhh you know. kinda like Slayer SOS. But not. Well. whatever. I dunno. just told me to get here asap. So here's me, being all good convicted felon." Faith turned and stared up at Buffy. "You mean. you had no idea you were doing it. but you still managed to do it?"
"What's 'it'?"
"C'mon B. Never picked you for ignorance."
"Bite me."
"Don't tempt me." Faith licked her lips.
Willow stood at the top of the staircase, Dawn beside her. They were just as, if not more, confused as Buffy. What the hell was Faith doing back? All out of prison and as such. this didn't seem like a GOOD thing.
"Faith, what. are. you. doing. here?" Willow had anger radiating from her. Dawn didn't look much happier. Since when had the killing sister slayer decided to come back?
"Well. here's the deal. I was all nice and warm in my prison cell, when suddenly my mind starts screaming at me to get back to Sunnydale. Not being one to disobey direct orders." Faith laughed at her own pathetic joke, ". I busted out and came running. Now I'm being told it was all make believe?"
Their hap-hazard conversation was abruptly interrupted by a sharp knock at the door. Buffy grimaced and pushed her way past Faith, who turned at watched buffy walk down the remaining stairs and open the door.
"Buffy."
Faith laughed as Buffy recoiled from the door way. "Giles."
"Faith? So it's true?"
"Very true."
"What's true?" Roared two shocked voices from the height of the stairwell behind.
Willow awoke with a start and her body instinctually pulled her upright. She had been dreaming of snowboarding with a faceless girl. Nothing had mattered except keeping her balance. It was strange how relevant dreams can be to reality.
"What in the name of - Faith?" Willow gasped, her hand shooting to cover her semi-exposed chest. 'Not exactly the most graceful thing to do Willow.' She reasoned with herself. 'Evil-Slayer's back in town and you're concerned about covering your body up.'
"Back and swingin' baby." Faith grinned at her Wiccan companion and winked with the click of her palette. "And I'm all good as well. How heart warming." She threw her hands around in mock surprise. 'And Red is all. yummy-like now.' Faith gave her a slight once over.
"So. wait! I though you were in prison!" Willow reached down beside her bed and tugged on her discarded shirt.
"'Were' being the operative word there, Red." Faith smiled her cocky smile.
"And you're here why? And in. my room. why?" Willow was confused and bewildered. How long had it been since Faith had been thrown in prison? And now she's back and having a conversation with Willow? Not exactly clarity defining material.
"Here. well I dunno, just kinda got called." Faith stopped pacing and bit down on her lower lip, confusion dancing across her features as well. Well it's really useful when you don't know how to answer the question and you've already started talking! "Your room. easiest access?" Faith then proceeded walk out of Willow's bedroom door and directly into Dawn.
Willow ripped the covers back and pulled on her jeans, that had been carelessly abandoned the night before. Her feet got in the way as she hastily made her way after Faith.
Dawn's sudden scream awoke everyone still sleeping in the house, which had actually consisted of only Buffy at that time. Buffy and Willow both fell from their rooms into the hallway.
"Faith?" Buffy gasped. Horror and surprise evident in her tone. Buffy's eyes then darted down to Dawn, curled up against the wall at Faith's feet. Shaking. What had Faith done?
"Werd B." Faith turned her head and winked.
"You're here why?"
"You tell me. You put out the call." Faith shrugged and started down the stairs.
"What call? Me? Explain?" Buffy's facial expression and tone gave away her absolute confusion. "And what'd you do to Dawn?!" She started following Faith downstairs.
"Dawn? Nothin'. On the call. uhhh you know. kinda like Slayer SOS. But not. Well. whatever. I dunno. just told me to get here asap. So here's me, being all good convicted felon." Faith turned and stared up at Buffy. "You mean. you had no idea you were doing it. but you still managed to do it?"
"What's 'it'?"
"C'mon B. Never picked you for ignorance."
"Bite me."
"Don't tempt me." Faith licked her lips.
Willow stood at the top of the staircase, Dawn beside her. They were just as, if not more, confused as Buffy. What the hell was Faith doing back? All out of prison and as such. this didn't seem like a GOOD thing.
"Faith, what. are. you. doing. here?" Willow had anger radiating from her. Dawn didn't look much happier. Since when had the killing sister slayer decided to come back?
"Well. here's the deal. I was all nice and warm in my prison cell, when suddenly my mind starts screaming at me to get back to Sunnydale. Not being one to disobey direct orders." Faith laughed at her own pathetic joke, ". I busted out and came running. Now I'm being told it was all make believe?"
Their hap-hazard conversation was abruptly interrupted by a sharp knock at the door. Buffy grimaced and pushed her way past Faith, who turned at watched buffy walk down the remaining stairs and open the door.
"Buffy."
Faith laughed as Buffy recoiled from the door way. "Giles."
"Faith? So it's true?"
"Very true."
"What's true?" Roared two shocked voices from the height of the stairwell behind.