Faith's jaw drops and she looks from an apologetic Torrance to an expectant Courtney. She rubs her eyes and sighs. "Come in and take a seat," she instructs moving out of the doorway for them to enter.

"So this is, like, for real then?" Courtney asks skeptically.

Faith rubs her eyes a moment before regarding them a second later. "There is one girl in all the world, the Chosen One. She is chosen to protect the world from vampires and other things that are only supposed to be a parent's way of keeping their little brats in check," she explains. "Somehow, it got fucked up and I ended up in this position with two others."

"Buffy and Missy," Torrance says, though it sounds like a question and Faith nods. "Why San Diego then? Why haven't you guys split up around the country or world or something?" She asks.

"California is a hotbed of evil, ironic huh," Faith smirks sarcastically. "And besides, I'm not even allowed to leave the state," she grumbles to herself.

"Why not? Where were you before this?" Courtney asks.

"I'm, uh, on parole," Faith mumbles nervously looking at her feet. "But look, none of that matters. What matters is that I am here and I am here for a reason. That reason is to slay, something which I must be getting on with so, if you don't mind: leave," she says opening the door for them.

"Okay then," Courtney drawls out as she and Torrance leave Faith's apartment.

Faith closes the door and leans her forehead against it and lets out a sigh of relief. She turns and looks out the window to see that the sun surely is going down and she needs to be out there doing her job. She grabs her jacket and leaves the apartment.

Missy and Buffy are walking along the sidewalk not looking at or talking to each other. "We should probably do the slaying tonight," Missy observes as she looks up at the darkening skies.

"Yeah. Faith is probably asleep by now anyways. She looked like she was barely conscious when we left," Buffy agrees. "She is most likely not up for slaying," she concludes.

"So what about you Buff?" Missy asks after a few moments and Buffy gives her a confused expression. "Did you really come back here to kill her?" She inquires nonchalantly as they enter a nearby cemetery.

Buffy is startled by Missy's bluntness, which she now believes to run in Faith's family. "I was suspicious as to why she hadn't come back to Sunnydale. I figured she had to have been up to something if she hadn't let anyone know she was out in the first place," she explains to the other Slayer after thinking about it.

"Understandable I guess," Missy concedes. "Maybe she didn't tell anyone she was out because she didn't want them to come after her. If that was the case, I it didn't work," she says.

Buffy leans against a headstone and sighs. "I don't want to be worrying about her but I can't help it," she tells Missy. "There is so much I didn't, and still don't, know about her that I wish I did before."

"Yeah, like what?" An interested Missy inquires.

"That she's bipolar for one. It certainly explains a lot about how she acted in Sunnydale and just everything," Buffy sighs. "Now I know that I never knew anything about her to begin with. I always knew she had problems, but I guess that, at the time, I was too wrapped up in myself to care," she admits mortified at her behavior.

"Well, Faith's childhood wasn't exactly filled with puppies or rainbows," Missy comments with a smirk. "As for our family, well, we aren't quite the Cleavers," she smiles at her own joke and Buffy rolls her eyes.

Faith is walking along a darkened pathway absently. She hears a scuffle behind some bushes and looks to see Missy and Buffy fighting a pack of vampires. For a split second, Faith contemplates continuing her brisk evening stroll, but then she dismisses it just as quickly as she steps up.

Faith walks up to the vampire beating on Buffy and taps him lightly on the shoulder. "Is this invite only or can I crash?" She asks innocently as he turns and faces her.

"Uh, I, we…" He stammers before Faith punches him in his face.

"I guess I'm going to have to crash," she shrugs as she goes for another vampire, stake at the ready.

"You a little rusty Buff?" Faith asks smartly as she pats the senior Slayer on the back.

"No," Buffy growls irritably as she pushes Faith's hand away. "They just ambushed us alright? We had it under control," she explains.

"So, the you getting punched in the face repeatedly was your strategy? Very sneaky B, I would've never thought of that," Faith smirks sarcastically.

"Aren't you supposed to be doped up in your apartment or something?" Buffy snaps irritably.

Faith pauses and lets the insult wash over her before continuing, trying to hide the hurt. "I would think you'd want me out here fighting big bad things when I'm at my worst. It makes you look good and makes me look…dead," Faith counters self-deprecatingly.

"Hey, can you two retract your claws for, like, five minutes?" Missy asks rhetorically as she rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, whatever," Buffy grumbles and Faith just shrugs 'whatever'.

"Good," Missy nods. "What were Courtney and Torrance doing at your apartment?" She asks Faith after a moments pause. "Buff and I saw them on our way out," she explains.

"They came to question my Slayerness," Faith sighs and rubs her neck awkwardly. "I told them to leave almost as soon as they entered anyways," she shrugs.

"What are they stalking you or something?" Buffy asks irritated.

"I don't know. I don't care either," Faith says, eyeing Buffy warily.

Monday Morning- 2nd period

Courtney saunters in to World Lit about ten minutes after class had started and offers a halfhearted excuse to the teacher that Faith doesn't bother enough to pay attention. Seconds later Courtney takes her seat next to the Slayer.

"What's up?" The cheerleader asks with concern at the Slayer's worn appearance.

Faith raises an eyebrow at the show of concern from the usually sneering cheerleader. After a few brief moment of appraising the, apparent, sincerity of the question, Faith decided to answer. "No rest for the wicked I guess," she shrugs noncommittally at her evasive response. Courtney nods slightly, not really accepting the answer, but instead choosing to pursue the topic after class.

Whitney notices the exchange between the two girls and rips out a page from her notebook and begins writing furiously. Moments later, she nudges Faith to pass the note to Courtney, which she does.

Courtney looks suspiciously at the note, then to Faith who motions towards Whitney. Then, Whitney points to the note and gestures for her to read it immediately. So, cautiously, Courtney unfolds the paper and begins to read:

C,

Since when did you start liking girls anyways?-

Courtney's head shoots up as she looks at her friend, who nods her head for her to finish reading. With a sigh, she looks back down at the piece of paper:

I mean, not that there's anything wrong with it…but Faith?!?

W

If it's at all possible, Courtney's scowl deepens and she pulls out her pen and starts writing vigorously with a sour expression on her face. Once finished, she violently folds the paper back up and goes to pass it back, but then is stopped.

"Ms. Scott," the teacher says in acknowledgement of the student he is standing over, much to Courtney's dismay. "Would you care to give me that note that you were prepared to hand back to Ms. Harold over there?" He asks, referring to Whitney.

Courtney blushes a very deep and very bold shade of red as she looks at the paper clutched in her hand. "Not really," she answers lamely and the class giggles. Faith just looks at her with a curious, but sympathetic expression on her face.

The teacher however, holds out his hand for the note, which Courtney reluctantly surrenders. Whitney's eyes grow wide as she looks at the teacher, who goes back to his desk, reading the note the way over.

He looks up at her with a strange look on his face just as the bell rings to dismiss the class. Before Courtney can bolt out of the door, the teacher stops her. "Ms. Scott, can I speak with you?" He asks, almost timidly and she nods as she waits for the other students to file out.

Faith walks by slowly and with a worried expression. "I'll wait outside for you," she whispers in Courtney's ear as she passes her. She sees Courtney nod slightly before exiting the room.

Courtney looks expectantly at the teacher as the room is emptied out. He stands up out of his chair and looks between her and the note before he finds the words he's looking for. "So…" he begins.

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*Gasp* I added another chapter. Sorry, I've had writer's block and this chapter is kind of lame and I apologize. So, tell me if you think it totally sucked or if it was okay.

Oh, and by the way, I had to guess on Courtney and Whitney's last names, I forgot them, if they were ever even mentioned in the movie.