Disclaimer: I do not own them, Joss does. :mutters: Lucky bastard. Nah, Joss is king and I'm just a humble servant borrowing his toys to play with for a little while...without him knowing.

Author's Note: This story is set during Angel s5 during the episode 'The Girl In Question'. That episode was hilarious with Angel and Spike. Then I thought what would happen if Faith was there also. They all have so much in common, except for the obvious: Faith is a girl and a slayer. Most of the story follows the show, even some of the dialogue. Except towards the end where I veered off from the show. There maybe some spoilers from Buffy s3.

Feedback: If you got 'em, I'll take 'em.

Chapter I - Two Souled Vampires and a Rogue Slayer

The music was pumping as Faith walked into the Italian dance club. She had just arrived in Rome that morning and was ready for a night out on the town, decked out in her trademark leather pants and white tank. But just as she walked in she felt a faint tingling in her gut. Like when there was vampire around, but this feeling was different and...familiar. Faith brushed it off, it was probably just nothing. Making her way through the mass of bodies, she heard a sudden commotion. It looked like two guys were being jumped. They seemed like they could use some help and Faith was itching to get in on the action. She smiled. This night just got better.

Faith headed towards the fight. But what she saw surprised her. What were they doing here? Of all the places in the world...

Disclaimer: This was the song they played during the fight scene. It's 'Take Me In Your Arms' by Dean Martin. Thought it would make the fic more in tuned with the show. :shrugs: It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Once upon a lovely time...Many million dreams ago...

Angel and Spike were being attacked by tough looking guys. A man punched Angel in the face making him stagger back. Spike suddenly jumped the man, knocking him down. As the guy was about to get up, Spike kicks him.

Once he thought he had a sweetheart...Then he broke the golden rule:...

Seeing that Spike was handling his man, Angel turned his attention to one of the other guys and threw a punch. The fight continues as everyone exchanged blows, till a familiar voice stopped them.

Never take your love for granted...Wise men often play the fool...

"Hey! Is this an exclusive fight or can someone join in?" There stood Faith in all her glory with her ever present smirk.

"Faith?!" The two vampires were surprised to see the dark slayer.

Now he'd like to say, "I'm sorry."...Can't you see within his heart...

The man Angel was fighting saw his opening and decked Angel in the face. Angel straightened up and glared at his opponent while rubbing his jaw. Then he grabbed the guy and threw him headfirst into the wall. The fight continued as Spike punched the man in the face with such force, that he flies back, shattering a display at the bar. Another guy was sneaking up on Angel, when Faith grabbed him and threw him at a nearby table.

Without you, there's no tomorrow...Why should true love have to part?...

Seeing that their assailants were all in various stages of unconsciousness, the three dusted themselves off and grinned victoriously at each other.

"Faith," Angel greeted before moving into hug the brunette.

"Hey big guy," Faith accepted the hug. Coming out of the embrace, she turned to Spike and nodded her greeting. "Spike"

"Slayer"

"So what brings you two to Italy?" Faith asked.

"Buffy" The two vamps said simply.

Faith eyes widened and her heart rate quickened at the mention of the blonde slayer. She started to look around the club, searching for the only person that could effect her so much.

"B! Where?!"

There, in the middle of the dance floor was Buffy dancing up a storm. So that's what caused the tingling feeling she had earlier. She could always sense Buffy. The blonde's hair was flowing wildly and her body moved gracefully as she lost herself in the music. Faith was captivated for a moment...until a tall and very handsome man moved behind the blonde slayer and took her in his arms, their bodies dancing as one. A frown formed on her features. She knew that Buffy Summers had another boy toy.

"Who's the dude?" she asked casually, but couldn't help the jealousy that crept into her tone. The boys didn't notice.

"The Immortal." The two vampires stood shooting death glares at their new competition.

"Don't tell me...Buffy's new squeeze."

"NO!" Exclaimed the two men.

"Is this some sort of new twin thing you two got going, or do you like to talk simultaneously?" Faith smirked.

"He's the one copying me." Spike and Angel point at each other as they spoke at the same time.

"No I'm not. Yes you are. Stop doing that!"

Faith was trying hard not to burst out laughing at the vampires mirror act.

"Guys, guys, calm down." The two men stopped but kept glaring at each other. "Look, I know how you feel guys," Faith said as she stared at them with understanding eyes.

Spike scoffs, "What would you know about it?"

Faith sighed and looked back at Buffy. No matter how she tried she couldn't push her feeling away, and seeing the blonde now made them even harder to hide. "B's never single for long. And it's killing you that she's with someone else. You want to go in there and sweep her off her feet even thought it's too late. Been there, done that, got a nice souvenir for it." She turned back to the two vamps, absently running her fingers on the scar on her stomach with a wry smile.

A realization hit Angel and Spike as they stared from Faith to Buffy, then back. They recognized the longing in her eyes, it's what they would probably see in the mirror. If they had reflections.

"Wait a minute, you mean you..." Angel trailed off.

"You love Buffy." Spike stated.

Faith just stared at them blankly and shrugged. She was still a little uncomfortable showing her feelings to anyone. "Well, yeah. Everybody loves B."

"But you're in..."

Faith cut Angel off. "Look, I've accepted a long time ago that Buffy and I would never be together no matter how I feel for her. So let's just drop it." No matter how long it has been, it still hurt to think that the love of your life would never love you back.

"Strike a nerve," Spike mumbled.

Faith turned her angry gaze towards the blond vampire. "What was that Billy Boy?" she seethed.

"Nothing," Spike said quickly.

Taking a deep breath, Faith tried to calm herself down. Buffy always had a way of making her a little edgy. Trying to get her mind of the blonde, she tried to change the subject. "So what's with the rumble?"

"Somebody stole our head," said Angel simply.

"Um...what?" That even sounded weird to Faith.

Angel continued to explain. "Capo di Famiglia. We need to bring it back to L.A."

"We have to find it or a demonic war of great proportions is going to go down," said Spike.

"Where'd the little guy go, anyway?" Angel looked around the club.

Faith remembered seeing a demon carrying a bag during the fight. But he looked harmless so she let him go. "The butler looking demon? I saw him headed towards the exit."

They all looked around and surely yet, there was the butler walking out the door with the bag that the head is contained in. The butler saw them and gestured with his fingertips off of his chin before exiting the club. Spike and Angel run after him with Faith close behind.

The three of them burst out of the door into the cool night Roman air. They look around but there was no sign of the butler.

"Where'd he go?" asked Spike. Suddenly they heard a tire screech and jumped back in time to see a car rush past them.

"Hey!" Angel yelled at the retreating vehicle. "That's our car! He's got our car!"

"Nice wheels," commented Faith.

Taking some action, Spike runs to a nearby motor scooter. Hopping quickly on, he starts it, revving the engine. He pulled the bike up next to Angel and Faith. "Hop on, little mamas."

"No thanks. I got my own ride." The vampires watch as Faith ran to the motorcycle parked just outside the club and jumping on it. "I'll try to cut them off. See ya guys later." She revved up the engine and gunned her motorcycle, speeding off into a different direction from the car.

"I'm not ridin' on the back," Angel said as he looks at Spike and the scooter precariously.

Spike tried to convince Angel by trying to sound urgent. "He's getting away."

Angel relented with a sigh and sat behind Spike, putting his arms around the other man's waist. They race after the car.

Faith cut through the alleyways. She could hear the car just on the other street and made a sharp turn towards the car. She pulled out in front of the vehicle causing it to swerve and miss her. Angel and Spike were right behind them and almost caught up to the car when it turned a corner.

Faith gave chase after the Butler. "Come on guys, he's getting away!"

"Shortcut. Turn right," Angel tried to force Spike to follow his command.

"Let go of me." Spike squirmed in Angel's grip.

"Turn left, turn left. We'll cut him off."

"All right, already!"
The vampires were now in front of the butler, facing him head on. The butler pauses for a moment, then drives the car into their motor scooter, knocking them off and destroying their scooter.

Faith swerved out of the way. Stopping her bike, Faith jumped off and ran to her fallen companions. "Guys, you okay? That was some wicked crash."

"Son of a—" Spike muttered angrilly.

Angel kicks the remains of the scooter angrily. "One job, you know. Hang onto the head. That's it," he glared accusingly at the other vampire.

"You were right there, too," Spike shot back.

"I wasn't in charge of the head."

"Yo! Who cares?" Faith interrupted. She was getting annoyed at their childish behavior. "We have better things to do than argue in the middle of the strada."

"You know, you're right," Angel concedes. "No more screwing around. We find that guy, we get the head back, and then we get the hell outta here. That's it." He was determined to get the job done.

TBC...tell me what you think of it so far.