Tru's Apartment-Boston, 7:15 pm
Faith nervously runs her fingers through her hair. "Uh, yeah," she answers, smiling weakly at the shocked expression on the blonde's face.
"Oh my god," Lindsay mumbles as she falls into a chair as if her legs gave out from underneath her. She looks up at Faith, who is standing awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other, and can't help but to smile at her. "Where have you been?" She asks finally.
Faith looks up, shocked after being torn from her musings. As the question registers, Faith breaks eye contact and looks down at her feet. "All over," she answers vaguely, not wanting Lindsay to know what kind of person she is.
Unsatisfied, Lindsay tries for a different approach. "Why did you leave?" She asks, angry at her wavering voice for betraying her hurt.
Faith can't help but look up at her tone. She sighs. "I was in trouble okay?" She says impatiently. After a moment, she continues. "Someone was trying to kill me and I didn't want you or anyone else to get hurt, so I ran," she explains, not lying, but not telling the whole story.
"Faith," Lindsay begins as she stands up and walks over to her. "You could have gone to any of us you know. You could have gone to the police," she reasons and Faith shakes her head.
"The police didn't stand a chance against him," she tells her. "I had to deal with him on my own…and I did," Faith says with a determined nod.
Lindsay shakes her head, trying to block out how Faith got rid of her 'problem'. "Why didn't you come home after that?" She asks.
"I wasn't needed here, so I went somewhere that I was needed," she mumbles lamely.
"You were needed here!" Lindsay yells and Faith takes on a shocked expression. "Things fell apart with your family after you left. Your dad became detached from the rest of your family, Meredith started doing drugs, Harrison started to get in trouble and Tru became more withdrawn," she says, giving Faith the Cliff notes version.
Faith was stunned. Once she manages to regain her wits, she tries to speak. "Lindsay, I-"
"No!" Lindsay yells angrily. "Everything went downhill after you left and nothing was able to make it the same," Lindsay all but shouts. "Why did you come back? Why now?" She asks with a sigh.
Once Faith determines that it is safe to speak again, she does so. "Tru is in trouble. Something bad is supposed to happen to her because of me," she says, not wanting to talk about anything supernatural.
"How do you know? Are you psychic now?" She asks skeptically.
"No, I'm not psychic, I just…" she trails off, not knowing how to lie herself out of this one. With a sigh, Faith realizes she's going to have to tell Lindsay the whole truth. So help me God. "Do you believe in vampires?" She asks.
Lindsay stares at Faith for a few moments as if she grew another head. "Vampires?" She asks after a minute and Faith nods. "No, I can't say that I do Faith," she answers with exasperation.
"Let's go for a walk. This is going to be a long story," Faith sighs as she ushers Lindsay to the front door.
Nearby Park-Boston, 10pm
Faith and Lindsay are sitting on a bench and Faith has just finished her story. "So?" She prompts from the girl next to her as she looks up at the sky. Storm clouds. She thinks idly.
Lindsay takes in a deep breath. "I don't know Faith. You disappear for years and when you come back, you have this insane story," she says and Faith just nods, knowing that it is a hard pill to swallow. "Okay then, let me get this straight. You're a vampire slayer, there's only supposed to be one at a time. You were called when you were thirteen, right so far?" She asks.
"Yeah, so far so good," Faith says, looking down at her hands.
"Then you died a few months after being called, but only for a minute. So, another slayer, Buffy, was called. So, now there are two," she says while nodding her head, as if concluding that her friend is, in fact, crazy.
"Yeah, that's it. Do you believe me now then?" Faith asks, looking around, suddenly becoming anxious.
"It's more than a little hard to believe, you have to admit," Lindsay points out. "I mean, come on, vampires?" She says incredulously with a light smile.
Faith nods with acceptance and then tilts her head to the side. "It's cool that you don't believe me. I mean, if you did then you would be afraid of that guy behind you," she shrugs noncommittally.
Lindsay cautiously turns and looks behind her and quickly stands up at the vampire's deformed face. Then, she moves behind Faith, who is already standing in a defensive position. The vampire then growls and attacks. Instead of moving, Faith bombards him with blows to the face before finishing him up with a tree branch.
As the dust settles, a wide-eyed Lindsay glances from Faith to the pile of dust. "Did that really just happen?" She wonders aloud.
Faith looks over at Lindsay, almost having forgotten she was there. "Yeah, it did," she answers. "Do you want me to go with you back to your place?" She asks with concern.
"Can we just go back to Tru's apartment?" Lindsay pleads, still staring at the pile of dust in disbelief.
Faith shrugs. "I guess so," she answers as the begin walking back.
Tru's Apartment-Boston, 12:15pm
Tru sighs as she walks into her apartment, thankful that she actually got home on her own free will. Once inside she hears the television on and goes to see if Faith is even still awake. As she walks in she notices that Faith is still awake and Lindsay is slumped against Faith, fast asleep.
Faith turns her head so as not to disturb Lindsay and smiles at her slightly older sister. Tru, in turn, smiles back, more than a little curious about Lindsay being there. Subtly, Faith waves her sister over to her so she can whisper something in her ear.
Tru walks over and bends her head down. "We need to talk tomorrow," Faith says. "And don't worry, she knows it's me," she quickly adds.
Tru nods and goes to her room to get some much needed sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day. She thinks before going to sleep.
Angel's Hotel-Los Angeles, 9:15pm
"We need to find out where in Boston Faith is going to be," Buffy nearly shouts.
"Buffy," Willow all but whines. "We really don't need to," she tells her.
"Yes we do. Who knows what kind f trouble is going down? She may be in danger," Buffy argues. "We should try and find her so we can help her."
"She's from Boston, maybe she needed to see family or friends or something. She hasn't been home in at least seven years," Xander shrugs.
"He's right Buffy. If something was wrong, Faith would've told one of us," Willow says, backing up her friend.
"That's the last thing Faith would do, ask for help," Buffy grumbles, but sits down nonetheless.
"Look, Sunnydale has just sunk into the earth, if anything big was going on elsewhere she would want backup. It had to be a family thing Buff," Xander says just as Cordelia walks in.
"What are you talking about?" She asks casually as she walks through.
"Faith," they all answer in a dull tone.
At the mention of Faith, she pauses and looks at them curiously. "What about her?" She asks in a falsely neutral tone.
"What do you know?" Buffy asks in an interrogating tone and her eyes narrowing.
"I may have had a vision about her yesterday," Cordy eeks out, holding in a whimper at the blonde's tone.
"Well, what happened?" Willow asks from the other side of the room.
Cordy resigns herself with a sigh. "We were talking about Martha Stewart." she begins, earning an odd look from the others, which she wisely chooses to ignore. "Then I had a vision of this guy killing her. Another guy came over and said something to him after she died," she squints trying to remember what was said.
"What did he say?" Dawn asks, speaking up for the first time.
"It was 'True. That's not Faith'," Cordy remembers. "Then Faith got all pale, packed her stuff and left, it was so strange," she says.
"That's it?" Buffy asks with a sigh.
Cordy pauses. "No, she asked to use the computer, she wrote something down and I walked over to her. It looked like an address or something, then she just left. I don't know what the address was," she answers their unspoken question.
Xander turns to Willow. "Can you hack in and see what information she may have gotten?" He asks her, knowing full well that she can.
Willow grins mischievously. "You bet I can," she says with pride.
Half an hour later Buffy begins to grow impatient. "Will, what's taking so long?" She asks.
Willow sighs. "It looks like Faith can do some hacking herself," she says with a little shock seeping through. "I almost…there, got it," she announces moments later.
"What is it?" Buffy asks, moving next to Willow.
"Faith got into the files of people in Boston. One person in particular: Truth Anne Davies," she tells her as she clicks on the name.
Buffy starts to read off the personal information aloud. "Born in Boston on April 10, 1981. She just graduated from Boston University and will start at Harvard medical school in the fall," she begins.
"What could Faith need all this information on this girl for?" Xander wonders out loud.
"I don't-" Willow stops as she reaches the picture at the bottom of the file.
"What is it Will?" Buffy asks, worried for her friend as she looks at the screen. "It's Faith," she states with a bewildered expression.
"Not quite," Willow says, finding her voice again. "She has two sisters and a brother: Harrison Michael Davies, Meredith Lynn Davies and Faith Adrienne Davies," she tells them.
Buffy swallows hard. "I guess we're going to Boston," she says to everyone.