Author's Note: This chapter is LONG, I probably should have broken it in two, but the first half is just silly fun, and the second half was important. I couldn't break that up. Plus think of it as a gift for all the wonderful reviews and all the joy and inspiration they bring to my life! Sorry about the formatting, I'm doing this on a different program and its kinda wonky. Hope you enjoy the twist, and please don't forget to review. I love to know what my readers think, so even if you hate it, let me know!!!

"Girl, they might have filled him up with lawyer-y goodness, but I got somethin' right here he can fill up." Faith remarked as she watched Gunn.

"Faith! You are such a perv!" Buffy pushed her fellow slayer. They had been sitting downstairs watching the guys spar. Wesley and Giles thought training would be good for all of them, if anything to burn off some of the energy they were all building up too much of. Neither could have imagined the peanut gallery the two girls would make.

"Come on! Look at his body; he's like an ebony god. All muscle-y in the right places, that shaved head, that…"

"Please stop right now, I need to know nothing more."

"You know I thought Robin had it goin' on, but damn Gunn's fine!"

"I think you were locked up for too long without male companionship."

"A girls gotta get her kicks where she can, and you know what they say. Once you go black, you never go back."

"Oh, OH! That's what that was about? Oh God, Principal Wood?!"

"Please I heard about you're little date, like you weren't eyeing him up."

"No, it was to find out if he was evil, not cos I had trouble controlling my drool reflex around him."

" Uh huh, whatever. Please, you don't even need to look around, I mean, Spike. Yowzas! He's one pretty piece of flesh. Bet he's not much on the vanilla either."

"Okay, please lets just stop, cos I really don't want to know what's going on in your head, and please whatever it is, make Spike have nothing to do with it."

"Come on B! Please, I know what kinda girl you are, we aren't as different as you'd like to think." Faith remarked and winked at Buffy.

"Girls, The floor is all yours." Angel, Gunn and Spike were done, and moving to the sidelines. "Ooo slayer versus slayer, this is gonna be hot!" Gunn sat down, almost as pumped as he was when fighting.

"Yeah, nothing like a good chick fight to get the blood pumping, right Angel?" Spike asked.

"Old news, seen these two go at it before. It usually doesn't end pretty."

"Who cares how it ends, I just wanna watch it go down." Gunn got comfortable. "Come on ladies, we ain't got all day."

Buffy turned to Faith, "Sounds like you got yourself fan club."

"Oh really?" Faith jumped down, "Well, I guess we'll have to put on a good show, hate to disappoint the fans.

Buffy jumped down after her, and after they had both done some stretching they looked at each other. "You gonna hold back on me?"

Not a chance in the world sister. Can't let down our game now that we aren't the chosen two."

"Fine, Bring it on." The girls started circling each other, the energy between them nearly tangible.

"Those two have a history don't they, and I'm not talkin' a good history. Gunn asked Angel.

"You're not wrong. Faith was in prison for a reason."

"Nice."

"Buffy stabbed her once. Faith switched their bodies and had sex with Buffy's boyfriend, came on to me like a vixen out of hell, those two have history." Spike added.

"Come on B! You're not even trying! What do I have to do to get you to put your heart in it?" Faith was chiding her.

"Keep talking and I might feel inspired." Buffy jumped up and launched herself at Faith, kicking her in stomach and knocking her down. "Come on Faith, get up, it's no fun if you don't play along."

Faith kicked out and jumped back up, laughing. She started punching at Buffy, Buffy easily blocking each one as if she could see them before they happened, just as Buffy was settling in, Faith crouched down and swept her legs out from under her. She then straddled Buffy, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head.

"Whoa, hot girl on girl action, that's what I'm talkin' about! Now this is the way to break in a new eye!" Xander wandered in to see the two girls down on mats, he settled in next to Gunn. "How long they been goin' at it?"

"Not even 5 minutes."

"Oh, then it's just barely started. You know uh, me and Faith..." Xander said with innuendo.

"You and Faith? Please, she'd break you in two!" Spike laughed.

"She nearly did if I remember correctly." Angel added.

"Foreplay, nothing more than foreplay." Xander said remembering when Faith nearly killed him, strangling him.

Faith leaned into Buffy, "So are you the bottom or the top? Cos I'm thinkin' you're a bottom. So this position has gotta be familiar, do you guys use handcuffs or just rope? See me, not so into the Japanese rope work, but Spike's been around for a while so I can see where he could pick it up and master it..."

"Faith you're sick, you're so sick." Buffy spit in her face.

"Oh B, come on, I'm just playin!" Faith leaned in and licked Buffy cheek, "But that doesn't mean I have to play fair." Faith pushed off and let Buffy get up.

"Did you see that? She licked her! She freakin' licked her! Damn, I gotta go get Willow, she's gonna love this! ' Xander got up to go find her.

"Willow?" Gunn asked.

"Let's just say she would rather watch the two of them roll around on the mats than us. She's a friend of Sappho."

"Sappho?"

"Doesn't anyone read any more, bloody hell! She's a lesbian!"

"Oh, I thought she was just a witch."

"You are in so much trouble, you don't even know." Buffy got up, with fury glinting in her eyes. She charged Faith, and when Faith ran up the wall Buffy expected it, and turned around to knock her down. She hit Faith with so much force that the girl flew across the room, falling into a heap. Buffy back flipped to where Faith was lying, rolling her onto her back.

"Was there any more licking? Did we miss more licking?" Xander asked as he and Willow ran back in, both of them panting.

"Not yet, but it looks like someone's out for her revenge."

Buffy sat on Faith, mimicking her. She grabbed Faith's wrists, jerked on her arms, and pinned them down. "How does it feel?"

"Not too bad, a little to the left, and you might send me over the edge." Faith mocked Buffy.

"What did you expect me to do?"

"Expect? Not much, but since you're up there, mostly I want you to wriggle."

"This is where the licking happened last time!" Xander told Willow.

Buffy leaned in close to Faith, putting her mouth to her ear. "Don't fuck with me Faith, I'm not the little girl you used to know. And for your information, I'm more of a switch, so you should be careful, don't want me to have to whip you into shape." Faith's head had been turned toward the crowd of onlookers.

"B, we've got a captive audience."

"What?" Buffy turned to look too. "Oh god, look it's like a fly trap colony!" All of their friends' mouths were agape, staring. Even Spike was aghast, which made Buffy laugh inside. "When did this become sexual, cos they aren't watching for the valuable combat skills."

"I think it was sexual before we even got out here. You know guys…"

"But Willow?"

"Um, you do remember she likes girls, right B?"

"Yeah, but us?"

"Notably, we are of the feminine persuasion, secondly, we're hotties."

"I'm thinkin' less bare hands, more weapons training."

"I'm with you… hmm quarter staff?"

"Big stick? A big giant phallic stick to add to the overt sexual metaphor? Sounds good." Buffy got up with a smile, walking over to the wall, tossing a staff at Faith. Both girls started going at it again. This time with more grace, more agility.

"They've stopped fighting." Spike broke the group silence.

"Uh, Dead boy, do you need an eye replacement?" Xander asked.

"They're dancing." Spike smiled and leaned back, "There's a point when it stops being a fight and it becomes a dance, those two, crossed that barrier a while ago."

"Houston we have a problem." Andrew jumped up from the table, scaring Giles half to death. He reread the passage he had been looking at, realizing he wasn't wrong. "Giles! Mr. Giles!"

"What is it? You look as though your entire action figure collection has been reduced to one large plastic glob."

"God no! That would mark the beginning of an apocalypse! This is bad, but not that bad! We have to get Buffy and Spike out of town immediately. If we could go back in time, I would say it should have been done yesterday."

"Why? We just got here."

"Unless you want Angelus to eat his future mamma, you might want to get them out of town."

"Angelus? What?"

"The one with the Angelic face? Ring any bells? It says that the vampire with the soul who will fight in the battle, you know the drill, well he has to lose his soul before he dies."

"What?"

"The Guide, I don't know who she is, but she's defiantly a she, she needs to be able to gather his soul from the ether and tether it to herself before conception."

"But once he is dusted his soul will be released."

"Yeah, to hell. Which is where the guide can't gather it. See, I guess the human he was before he was Angel or Angelus, or well, the human. Yeah the human he was wasn't exactly a nice guy. The soul he has, was manufactured by those gypsies so he would feel remorse, cos I'm thinkin' his human wouldn't be so much with the guilt. So unless you want to bring some creep back into this world, we have to release his soul before the battle."

"But how will we know he'll even fight then? Angelus is highly unpredictable, and capable of damn near anything." Giles was disturbed, Andrew was far too good at this for either of their good.

"And he remembers everything Angel does and says and knows. Which means he'll know about the rebirth, and Buffy and Spike, he knows the prophecy, Angelus will kill both of them to prevent it from happening. I mean even you said that you had never seen evil in as pure a form as Angelus. I think it was 'I have never seen the vacancy and evil so apparent until I looked into the void of Angelus' eyes.'"

"When did I say that?"

"In your watcher's journal thingy. You left it out, so I took a peek when you were down stairs. I liked the part about Buffy brutalizing the English language and being a wretched undisciplined nightmare." Andrew laughed, "But from what you wrote, we don't want Buffy or Spike anywhere near L.A. when we unleash Angelus. The man went after poor, defenseless fish! Who knows what he's capable of?"

"Fish?"

"Yeah, Willow's fish, he killed them for no good reason but to put terror in her fragile little heart. If you asked me he sounds like a grade-A creepazoid. That and the murdering of Miss Calendar and the whole torturing you thing."

"You are a strange little man."

"Back on track here Rupes. We need to set Angel's soul free, release it into the ether. The guide will snatch it up from the ether, Angelus will send the elves away and yet another apocalyptic like event will be averted."

"That's why he must die." Suddenly something hit Giles.

"What?"

"It is a metaphor. Angel's body won't die; his soul has to be set free. It's a metaphoric death; the vacancy of the soul is essentially the end of life."

So we're gonna let the fishy killer roam free post-battle? Cos, I wanna veto that idea."

"This isn't a democracy Andrew."

"Yeah, well it isn't a Watchocracy or a Slayocracy either! I don't wanna end up like the fishes!"

"I need to talk to Buffy and Spike. Find Willow, she maybe able to help remove the spell and then destroy Angelus. I'll send Wesley up, he and Faith stopped Angelus last time, so perhaps he has insight on how to control him. God knows without Buffy here we have no chance to control him with out Faith, which is a frightening notion I will now block." Giles left the room. Andrew crept over to the bookshelf. Giles called from the hallway, 'And keep your bloody hands off my Journal, if you want one to read, steal Wesley's!"