A/N: Before anybody criticises me for portraying Giles as OOC, answer me
this, who would just let somebody harbouring their lover's murderer slide
like Giles did in the program? Now that's OOC for anyone except a complete
wimp, and Giles wasn't that (until S7 at least). Thanks to
www.buffyworld.com for its transcripts that I paraphrased for the
confrontation in the library.
Three Slayers 5 - Revelations
"Bloody yank kids," Giles muttered as he sorted through the books left scattered around his library. Why the little brats couldn't leave him alone in his library in peace or at least tidy up after themselves was beyond him.
"Mr. Giles?"
He looked up at the cultured voice that could only belong to somebody from his home country, or at the very least someone educated in one of the great universities of his homeland. His gaze was met by a suited and severe- looking woman in her early forties. "Yes, I'm Mr. Giles and who are you?" he asked politely even as his stomach clenched in fear.
"I'm Gwendolyn Post," the woman introduced herself, "I've been sent by the Watcher's Council to take over the training of Kendra and Faith."
Giles nodded numbly, his face showing none of the pain he felt. They were going to take his girls away from him. "Very well, I'll have them brought from class."
* * *
"She's lying," Kendra stated.
The woman's eyes widened and she began advancing on her. "Have a little more respect for your Watcher young lady!"
Kendra swallowed and shook her head, god she hoped she was right. "You're not employed by the Council not anymore," she looked towards a suddenly worried looking Mr. Giles, "Mr Zabuto had me read everything the Council sent him as part of my training she," she pointed a shaking finger at the angry woman walking towards her, "was expelled from the Council eighteen months ago for experimenting with black magics."
"You stupid child-!" whatever else the former Watcher was going to say was lost when a heavy leather-bound book flew through the air to collide with the woman's head, causing the woman's eyes to glaze and her to fall to the ground.
Giles stared at Faith. "Faith, what have I told you about misusing my books?" her Watcher's tone was disapproving but Kendra noticed the Englishman's lips tugging up in a smile.
Her sister Slayer winked at their Watcher. "Wouldn't know G," Faith grinned, "I never listen you know that."
"Why me?" Giles muttered before turning serious. "I'll have to ring to the Council to pick her up," the Watcher glanced down at the crumpled body, "however she did mention something about a demon called Lagos coming to town to find an ancient weapon called the Glove of Myhnegon. That's most worrying -."
"She was probably lying G."
"Possibly," Giles nodded, "however we can't take that risk. Maybe she was after the weapon for her own ends."
"Shall we go and look now?" Kendra asked eagerly.
Her Watcher chuckled, "ah yes, double chemistry this afternoon isn't it?" Kendra glared at her Watcher, rumbled. "I'm afraid this can wait until this afternoon, now move her," Giles nudged the body on the ground with his feet, "into the inner office, tie and gag her. Then get back to class"
Kendra sighed, it wasn't fair. "Yes Mr. Giles."
Faith grinned. "Wicked, I've got this new top I want to wear for gym this afternoon!"
* * *
"So anyway, this Ms. Post turns up to take over Kendra and Faith's training," his love's voice was heavy with disdain. "Only she's an ex Watcher thrown out for experimenting with dark magics," Buffy sighed. "If only she'd been a real Watcher I could have had Giles back to myself."
Angel forced back the urge to shake his head. He knew Buffy missed being the apple of Giles' eye but from what Buffy had said about both Kendra and Faith's backgrounds; neither girl had a caring parental figure in their life before Giles. To want to take that away from them wasn't selfish, he was sure Buffy hadn't even thought of that, just inconsiderate. Still it damaged his golden image of her he'd built up over the time before Angelus had returned. "You said Giles thinks Ms. Post came to Sunnydale after a piece of occult weaponry?"
"Oh yeah," Buffy nodded. "Something called the Glove of Myhnegon."
Angel swallowed; this was bad very bad.
* * *
"Oh bloody hell!"
Jonathan jumped as the Englishman let out a frustrated roar, Xander just chuckled, he was used to the Watcher's explosions of temper. "What's up G- Man?"
"Don't call me that," the Englishman muttered half-heartedly, "I've just found out the bloody Glove's been under our noses the entire sodding time. It's in the Von Hauptman Crypt in Restview Cemetery. "
"Oh right," Xander stood, "I'll go and check out the crypt." And maybe he would bump into Kendra on patrol.
"I'll come with you."
Xander bit back a groan at Jonathan's eager proclamation, he could handle himself in Sunnydale at night and Jonathan was trying but he had poor strength and stamina, and lousy co-ordination, research was definitely his forte. Thankfully Giles saved him. "No Jonathan I need you to research the Glove's properties and how to destroy it."
* * *
"I'm going home," Buffy said, "it's not like there's any major action."
"Five by five," Faith didn't bother to look towards the blonde while Kendra nodded her agreement, she preferred it when it was just the two of them anyway. Buffy was okay in a fight but her and Willow weren't her sisters - not like Faith. After a couple of minutes Faith let out a snort. "Well thank fuck for that, Princess has gone," she winked at her. "Patrol for another half an hour and then hit the Bronze?"
Kendra started to nod her agreement only to stop when she noticed a huge figure in the distance. "Who's that?"
Faith grinned at her. "We're in Sunnydale girl, the question should be what's that?" her friend's face turned serious, she hefted her axe. "Let's find out."
"Hey yo!" Kendra rolled her eyes at her companion's shout, Faith didn't have a clue about subtlety, no wonder Jonathan spent the half of the time he wasn't delirious with happiness looking terrified. "You Largos?" Without waiting for an answer Faith started to run. "'Course you are!" Shaking her head Kendra followed.
Faith launched herself into the air, landing feet-first in the chest of the demon. To Kendra's amazement the kick only staggered the demon. "Fuck!" exploded Faith as she rolled to her feet. "He's a strong one!"
Kendra didn't bother to voice her agreement, choosing instead to drop into a forward roll that took her underneath Largos' axe-swing and inside his defences. Drawing her sword, she thrust at the demon's heart only for the giant monster to swing his axe backwards to block her attack and follow up with a back-hand fist that knocked her to the floor. Cursing, she rolled out of the way of Largos' axe-swing that threatened to take her head off. Rolling to her feet, she leapt into a spin kick that snapped her adversary's head backwards at the same instant that Faith slid in with a dropkick to the knees that took the demon's legs from underneath him and sent him crashing to the ground. Before the demon had chance to regain his feet, they both snatched up their weapons and set about decapitating and dismembering him. "Hey," Faith picked up Largos' axe, "that is one wicked weapon. I think it'll come in very handy."
"Faith!" Kendra scolded. "Running in like that was reckless in the extreme! We should have formulated a plan. And another thing!"
"Yeah what?"
"As senior Slayer," Kendra snatched the axe out of her surprised counterpart's hands, "I get first choice of the booty." Laughing she started running, her sister's furious cries echoing in her ears.
* * *
Xander whistled tunelessly as he walked through Restview Cemetery. He kept a careful eye on his surroundings but didn't expect any trouble, not with three Slayers patrolling Sunnydale and his own burgeoning reputation. He stopped for a second, finding his bearings, then continued on. If he remembered right the crypt was just around the -. His heart stopped as he recognised the figure climbing out of the crypt carrying a bundle in his hands that could only be the Glove.
"Oh shit," Xander felt his heart begin to pound uncontrollably. Angel? But how did he get back to hell? Did Buffy even send him to hell or had Willow returned his soul and the two had run off together? If he had been to hell, did Buffy know he was back? Was he Angel or Angelus? His mouth dry with fear, Xander followed the oblivious vampire through Sunnydale's darkened streets, ignoring every instinct that told him to run. Eventually the vampire entered the Crawford Mansion; Xander shook his head in disgust, "doesn't even have the sense to change his base." His stomach clenched painfully as he watched Buffy run up to Angel and start kissing him, and after all he'd done, thank god they now had two Slayers who'd do what was needed.
* * *
"G-Man! We've got a big problem!" Xander slowed as he registered the presence of the two Slayers and Jonathan in the library with the Watcher, well at least Willow wasn't here, she'd probably go running off to Buffy and warn her they'd found out about Deadboy. If she didn't already know, anything to keep Buffy happy, god she reminded him so much of one of Cordelia's Cordettes the way she slavishly followed Buffy around.
The Watcher rose, his eyes anxious. "Yes Xander what's happened? Is it the Glove?"
"Kind of," Xander paused; suddenly he wished he'd taken the time to compose something to say. "Angel's back and Buffy knows, she was with him."
"WHAT!"
The Watcher's face turned ashen-grey and he slumped down on his chair. Instantly, the two Slayers were at the Englishman's side. Faith turned a pair of blazing eyes on him making him take a step backwards. "Fuck Xand! I thought I was the tactless one!" the Slayer's voice and face softened as she turned to Giles. "You five by five G?" the Watcher smiled and nodded weakly. "What we gonna do about this Watcher guy?"
The answering fire in the Watcher's eyes made Faith's of only a few seconds ago seem cold by comparison. "I'll tell you exactly what we'll do."
* * *
Buffy hummed merrily as she made herself into the library, Giles had been off with her this morning when they'd trained, but all would change when she told them she'd discovered the whereabouts of the Glove. And when she told the others that Angel was the one who'd found it they'd have to accept him back. Her pace slowed and her humming stopped as she noticed the set expressions on the gang's faces. "Hi guys," she said brightly. "I've found the Glove, well a contact has."
"By contact I assume you mean Angel."
Buffy felt her legs go weak at Giles' words. "It's not what you think."
"Hope not," Xander snapped, "because I think you're harbouring a vicious killer."
"This isn't about attacking Buffy." Willow broke in. "Remember, 'I' statements only. 'I feel angry.' 'I feel worried."
"Oh shut up you sheep Willow," Cordelia snorted. "Fine. Here's one: I feel worried... about me! Last time around, Angel barely laid a hand on Buffy. He was *way* more interested in killing her friends."
"But he's better now," she defended weakly.
"Better for how long, Buffy?" Xander broke in. "I mean, did you even think about that? Do you even care?"
"What is this, Demons Anonymous?" she snapped "I don't need an intervention here."
Giles rose. "Oh, don't you? You must've known it was wrong seeing Angel or you wouldn't have hidden it from all of us."
"I was going to tell you, I was. I-it was just that I... I didn't know why he came back. I just wanted to wait."
Faith snorted, "wait to go pelvic?"
"I don't need lessons on morals from you," she sneered at her brunette counterpart, "I'm not going to... We're not together like that."
"But you were kissing him," Xander accused.
"You were following me!"
"Do me a favour!" Xander let out a laugh quite unlike his usual warm guffaw, this one was harsh, bitter. "If I was going to stalk someone, you're so low down the list it's not funny. No I was at the crypt when your honey-bunny turned up."
Kendra stepped in front of Xander, her posture defensive. "What gives you the right to be with your demon lover again? Last time I nearly died because of his childe."
"It was an accident," this wasn't going the way she planned.
"What, you just tripped and fell on his lips?" Cordelia broke in.
"It was wrong, okay?" she began to babble desperately. "I know that, and I know that it can't happen again. But you guys have to believe me. I would never put you in any danger. If I thought for a second that Angel was going to hurt anyone..."
Xander raised an eyebrow. "You would stop him? Like you did last time with Ms. Calendar?"
Buffy felt herself pale, that was so unfair, he was Angel they should forgive him. "But he's better now. I swear. Look, you guys, he's the one that found the Glove of Myhnegon. H-he's keeping it safe for us in the mansion."
Xander spread his hands. "Right! Great plan. Leave tons of firepower with the scary guy and leave us to clean up the mess."
Xander made to leave the library. Buffy reached out and grabbed him by the arm spinning him around to face her. "You would just love an excuse to hurt him, wouldn't you?"
Buffy recoiled at the look of hatred on her former friend's face. "I don't need an excuse. I think lots of dead people actually constitutes a reason."
"Right," she sneered. "And this is all nobility. This has nothing to do with jealousy."
Xander shook his head, "get over yourself Summers, I got over you the night Ms. Calendar died, that night I realised what a selfish bitch you really are." Her friend looked down haughtily at her, "I see you and you know what I see? Someone with more blood on their hands than half the people on California's Death Row combined. If Kendra had died at Drusilla's hands I'd had killed you that night. If you get in my way over this I'll kill you now."
"Think you could?" Buffy raised her hand to punch Xander only to stop at the sound of chairs being thrown to the floor. Turning she saw Kendra and Faith advancing on her, their faces set.
"Ready for a little two on one action B?" Faith asked coldly.
"You think you can beat us both Buffy?" Kendra asked, "because if you think either of us will let you hurt Xander to protect a demon."
"You can't attack Buffy!"
"Shut it Red," growled Faith, her eyes not moving from her, "we're not the ones abusing our powers."
"That's enough!" everyone turned at the authority in Giles' voice. "Everybody. Now, Buffy knows our concerns, and her actions, however ill- advised, can be understood. Our... priority right now is to retrieve the Glove of Myhnegon and try to destroy it. Now, all of you, back to classes."
One after another they all got up, gathered their things and left. Giles walked into his office, his hands firmly stuffed into his pockets. Once there he took off his jacket and hung it around the back of his chair. She followed him and stopped by the office door. "Thanks for that Giles," her voice trailed off when Giles turned his cold eyes on her.
"Listen very carefully to this, Miss. Summers, you have shown you have so little regard to what that vampire did to me both by torturing me and more importantly by killing Jenny," the Watcher put his hands on the desk separating them and glared at her. "If not for the fact that the Council would probably remove from Kendra's and Faith's supervision I would have no hesitation as resigning as your Watcher. As it is I will supervise your training and aid in research, but from now on my parental responsibility will be split between Kendra and Faith. I have no wish to see you outside Slaying matters. Now get out."
"B..but." This was so unfair he was her Watcher, why couldn't he understand that her and Angel were fated?
The Watcher slammed his fist on the desk. "Out now!" Tears streaming down her face she ran from the office.
* * *
"So where are my two favourite girls heading this fine morning?"
Kendra felt a warm glow as her boyfriend looped an arm around her shoulders while doing the same thing to Faith. "What's with the arm Xman?" asked her sister.
"Can you imagine the kudos I'm getting having not one but two babes hanging off me?"
Their elbows simultaneously caught Xander in the stomach, doubling him up. "So where are you heading," Xander wheezed.
"The library to see if Giles' has decided what to do about Angelus."
All traces of the class clown left her boyfriend's face. "Let's go then."
Kendra's heart missed a beat as she pushed the door open and saw the crumpled body lying on the floor, she vaguely heard her sister slayer let out a fearful scream. "G!"
A half-second later they were knelt over the body, Faith cradling the man's bloody head in her hands, tears streaking down her face, her holding the man's limp hand, it felt so cold and lifeless, and Xander dialling an ambulance. "Angel did this," she growled.
"I don't know Ken," Xander said doubtfully, "where are the bite-marks. What do you think Faith?" her fellow Slayer didn't answer, her eyes glazed over, she seemed in a world of her own.
Finally she stood. "I'm going to kill him."
"Kendra we don't know," Xander said weakly, "not for sure."
"Look after Giles and Faith," turning she ran out of the library. Angelus would pay and then, then she'd deal with the bitch who hadn't staked him like she should have done.
* * *
"Hello, I'm Mr. Johnson, from the Watcher's Council. That is the Glove I believe?"
Angel looked up at the stern looking Englishman and nodded. "I'm just setting up the living flame to destroy the Glove."
The Englishman's face blanched. "Oh no, that isn't good, no not at all," the Watcher glanced worriedly at his preparations. "If the spell's done incorrectly it can ignite the Glove."
"Oh right," Angel started to turn towards his materials only for his head to explode in pain when the Watcher hit him over the head with a shovel, knocking him to the floor. Growling ferally, Angel leapt to his feet, morphed into his demonic face and started towards the man, grabbing him around the neck and flinging him into the wall.
Suddenly the door crashed open. "Another victim Angelus, just like Giles?"
Angel turned to the angry Slayer. Giles was dead? "Kendra-."
His words were cut off by a kick to the jaw that staggered him. "You're not going to hurt anybody again vampire," her eyes burning, the Slayer rocked him backwards with a combination of blow that had him back- pedalling. Several times he saw openings that the Slayer had left in her fury but refused to use them, hoping she'd realise he wasn't fighting back and give him a chance to explain. Finally the Slayer leapt into the air, the toe of her foot catching him under his jaw, lifting him off his feet and sending him crashing to the floor. Stunned, he could only watch helplessly as the Slayer landed next to him, her stake raised. "Time to die vampire."
"Nooo!"
* * *
Buffy wiped her eyes as she hurried to Crawford Mansion. She'd been so upset by what Giles and Xander had said, it was so unfair, only Willow had even bothered to try to understand, she'd never gone to see Angel last night. Angel was wonderful, if Xander wasn't so petty and jealous. She picked up her pace as she neared the house, noticing the shattered door. Running in she saw the stunned man lying on the floor, Kendra must have attacked him to get to Angel, typical, and the Slayer crouched over her love. "Nooo!"
Rushing over she grabbed hold of Kendra's arm, stopping her from murdering Angel, and received a nose-breaking headbutt in reply. She staggered backwards, tears of pain blurring her eyes she didn't see the other Slayer's leg sweep the ground, taking her legs from underneath her. "Vampire lover!"
"Kendra!" she rolled out of the way of the Slayer's stomp and sprang. "Angel wouldn't do anything, calm down!"
Kendra shook her head even as she threw a right cross that she barely slid beneath. "You're meant to be a Slayer," her counterpart pointed at Angel. "Vampire - kill."
"There's a lot that you don't understand," Buffy blocked a left hook on her forearm, wincing at the pain that exploded in her arm, only Lothos and the Master had been stronger than her sister Slayer.
"I understand you let a vampire murder because of your lust!" Kendra executed a full spinning hook kick to her face, knocking her to her knees. The other Slayer followed up with two kicks to her stomach while she was still on the floor. Rolling to her feet she did an uppercut punch to Kendra's right arm, knocking the stake from her hand before backhanding Kendra across the face, and punching her in the chest. Her rival stumbled backwards, eager to take advantage she leapt into the air and attempted a double roundhouse kick that Kendra blocked before stepping backwards, She followed up with a backhand punch that was also blocked but whirled around and punched her foe in the face with her other hand. Kendra retaliated with a blow to the stomach that she managed to block and hit Kendra with a double-punch combo in the gut and then in the face, bloodying her nose.
Rocked by her attack, Kendra dropped to the ground, but quickly retaliated with a sweep kick at her legs that she just barely managed to jump over. Her adversary scrambled back up, and launched a pair of roundhouse kicks that she just blocked before attempting a high crescent kick, that Kendra slid smoothly under before coming back up with a spinning back kick that hit her squarely in the back, sending her to her knees. In an instant her rival had her in a choke hold around her neck. Grabbing her rival's arm she flipped her off, both of them landing in a heap.
Kendra rolled into a near-by wall, hitting her head. Seeing a chance, Buffy scrambled to her feet and ran at her rival only to be caught by a snap kick to the leg that tripped her, making her fall again. Rolling into a crouch, she saw Kendra attempt an axe kick. Grabbing her rival's ankle she threw her off balance and to the floor but Kendra sprang straight up to her feet. Buffy rushed at Faith grabbing her around the waist. The other Slayer tried to throw her off and the force of their struggles caused them both to go crashing through the French doors out into the grounds.
Both girls immediately leapt to their feet, Kendra glared at her before spinning around and backhand punching her in the face. Her opponent tried a follow-up punch but this time she was ready and blocked her only to catch another in the gut and another backhand punch to her face, forcing her to her hands and knees. The other Slayer advanced on her, but she executed a crouching back kick to her stomach, making her rival stagger backward into a metal garden chair.
Suddenly a bolt of lightning shot out of the mansion, narrowly missing Kendra. They both turned to see the man who'd been lying on the floor. "Time to die Slayers."
"Don't think so," suddenly a shotgun exploded, its boom filling their ears as the man was torn in half, the two Slayers turned in amazement to see a cold-eyed Xander standing there. "Giles came round, told us about Johnson hitting him. He thinks that asshole must be in league with Post. You okay Kendra?" her counterpart nodded. "Let's get out here then."
"See?" Buffy pronounced triumphantly. "I was right." Now they had to apologise.
Xander shook his head as he helped Kendra to her feet. "No you weren't Buffy, you were lucky. Let's go Ken," Xander glared at her boyfriend, "what you and her get up to is your business Deadboy but stay the hell away from the rest of us."
* * *
Giles winced at the loud knocking, his head was still hurting from the statue Johnson had hit him with. Getting tricked twice in a week, he was losing his marbles. "Coming," he roared as he hurried to the front door, he wondered idly which of his girls had forgotten their keys this time. After picking up his crossbow, checking it was loaded, and sliding it behind his back, he opened the door his blood at the sight that greeted him. "Angelus," he grated, forcing himself not to give in the Ripper within him screaming for him to kill the bastard, "what are you doing here?"
"Can I come in?"
"Last time you were in my house you left the love of my life on my bed so no," Giles shook his head, He pointed his crossbow at the vampire. "What do you want?"
"I'm here to discuss Buffy," the vampire hesitated, "she's heartbroken over what happened. I understand your anger with her but -."
"You understand?" Giles raised an eyebrow, "that's very charitable of you Angel. Let me point out a few facts for you. I blame three people for what happened last year. Myself, for not researching your curse and for not insisting that Buffy keep her relationship on a strictly professional basis, you for doing what you did, although that is a little akin to blaming a rabid dog for attacking. But most of all I blame Buffy, for not doing her job, for running away after she finally did as she should, leaving her friends to tend to her duties, if not for Kendra we would have probably all died."
Angel sighed. "Giles I'm sorry-."
The vampire's voice trailed off as he fired the crossbow bolt into the door frame. "I don't want to hear it Angel, if I have to see you it will be on patrol or at the library. You're not welcome here, come here again and I will endeavour to kill you. Now piss off!"
Once he'd closed the door he slumped against the wall, the tears he'd been holding back streaking down his face. "Oh Jenny, I'm sorry I couldn't kill him."
* * *
Faith bit back a curse as she glanced over her shoulder and saw the figure stalking away from her home, the light of a lamp catching the man's face allowing her to recognise the man as Angelus. "Fucking bastard," she muttered before forcing a weak smile and glancing towards her oblivious companions. "I don't feel too good," she lied, "I'm going home."
Kendra glanced at her. "What's wrong Faith?"
Faith smiled, more genuinely than before. Her friends' concern always gave her a warm feeling, nobody had ever given a shit about her before Sunnydale. "Woman's stuff, just a stomach cramp."
"Say no more," Xander shuddered theatrically before winking. "You want us to tell Jonathan you'll see him tomorrow?" Faith nodded. "See you then."
Once her friends had disappeared Faith glanced towards the departing man. "Class is in session asshole." Running, she cut through the town to get in front of the vampire before coming out in front of him, some four streets away for G's crib. Putting a frightened look on her face, she hurried towards the vampire, her hand dipping into her pocket grabbing her garlic spray. "Hey pal!" she shrieked, forcing a tremble into her voice. "There's two weird guys with yellow eyes following me."
The man's posture changed, damn he was good-looking, shame he was a member of the living dead. "Don't worry miss," sexy voice too. "I'll, arggh!"
The vampire let out a scream as she prayed the garlic into his eyes. Before he had chance to recover she slammed a foot into his gut, doubling him up and grabbing him around the throat and before throwing him into the near-by wall. The vampire staggered towards her only to be caught by her kick to the balls. After grabbing the vampire by his collar she threw him face-first to the cobblestoned ground before flipping him onto his back, kneeling across her throat and holding his stake over the vampire's throat. "Name's Faith I'm the third Slayer, pleased to meet you," the vampire started to move, "naughty, naughty," she pressed the stake down slightly piercing the flesh. "You stay exactly where you are otherwise."
"I'm on your side!"
"Guess what? I don't care!" She leaned down until she was just inches from the vampire's still streaming eyes. "G means more to me than any man I've ever met, he's like the pa I've always wanted," her voice grew hoarse with emotion, "and you killed the only woman he's ever loved. And you think you can just turn up at his house? You stay away from G, if you ever go near him me and Ken will be with there watching his back. Go near his home again, even to ask for a cup of tea and we'll do what your B never could and slay your undead ass, understand?" the vampire nodded. "Good," after standing she slammed her foot into his jaw. "Bye now." Now was the hard part.
"Hi G." The Watcher looked up, Faith grimaced. The man's eyes were reddened, he'd been crying because of that bastard, maybe she should just find the fucker and stake his undead ass. "Hello Faith, weren't you meant to be patrolling tonight?"
"Nah," she dropped down on the couch beside the Watcher and grinned. "You got a nasty bang on the head, so we figured you'd need a nursemaid," she winked, "so you wanna me to slip into my nurse's uniform G?"
The Watcher chuckled. "Don't ever change Faith."
"Don't intend to G," not if you like me the way I am, she added silently. "I listened to those CDs you lent me - you know, Traffic and Cream?"
"Oh really?" the Watcher looked interested, "and what did you think?"
"Not bad," they were actually five by five but she couldn't let G know that, "they're no Pearl Jam or Nirvana though."
"A fact we can all be grateful for," the Watcher retorted, "you yanks have no appreciation of good music."
"Hey we created rock 'n' roll remember!"
"Pearl Jam are hardly Buddy Holly or Eddie Cochran."
"Damn straight! Wait," Faith paused in thought, "who the fuck are Buddy Holly and Eddie Cochran anyway?"
The Watcher shook his head. "You bloody philistine, pass me my record collection and I'll educate you."
"Sure G," Faith jumped up eagerly and lifted up the Watcher's record box. She lived for times like this, when it was just her and G shooting the breeze, she loved the old guy and wasn't going let anyone hurt him. If that meant B and her pet vampire had to die to protect him that was five by five with her.
Three Slayers 5 - Revelations
"Bloody yank kids," Giles muttered as he sorted through the books left scattered around his library. Why the little brats couldn't leave him alone in his library in peace or at least tidy up after themselves was beyond him.
"Mr. Giles?"
He looked up at the cultured voice that could only belong to somebody from his home country, or at the very least someone educated in one of the great universities of his homeland. His gaze was met by a suited and severe- looking woman in her early forties. "Yes, I'm Mr. Giles and who are you?" he asked politely even as his stomach clenched in fear.
"I'm Gwendolyn Post," the woman introduced herself, "I've been sent by the Watcher's Council to take over the training of Kendra and Faith."
Giles nodded numbly, his face showing none of the pain he felt. They were going to take his girls away from him. "Very well, I'll have them brought from class."
* * *
"She's lying," Kendra stated.
The woman's eyes widened and she began advancing on her. "Have a little more respect for your Watcher young lady!"
Kendra swallowed and shook her head, god she hoped she was right. "You're not employed by the Council not anymore," she looked towards a suddenly worried looking Mr. Giles, "Mr Zabuto had me read everything the Council sent him as part of my training she," she pointed a shaking finger at the angry woman walking towards her, "was expelled from the Council eighteen months ago for experimenting with black magics."
"You stupid child-!" whatever else the former Watcher was going to say was lost when a heavy leather-bound book flew through the air to collide with the woman's head, causing the woman's eyes to glaze and her to fall to the ground.
Giles stared at Faith. "Faith, what have I told you about misusing my books?" her Watcher's tone was disapproving but Kendra noticed the Englishman's lips tugging up in a smile.
Her sister Slayer winked at their Watcher. "Wouldn't know G," Faith grinned, "I never listen you know that."
"Why me?" Giles muttered before turning serious. "I'll have to ring to the Council to pick her up," the Watcher glanced down at the crumpled body, "however she did mention something about a demon called Lagos coming to town to find an ancient weapon called the Glove of Myhnegon. That's most worrying -."
"She was probably lying G."
"Possibly," Giles nodded, "however we can't take that risk. Maybe she was after the weapon for her own ends."
"Shall we go and look now?" Kendra asked eagerly.
Her Watcher chuckled, "ah yes, double chemistry this afternoon isn't it?" Kendra glared at her Watcher, rumbled. "I'm afraid this can wait until this afternoon, now move her," Giles nudged the body on the ground with his feet, "into the inner office, tie and gag her. Then get back to class"
Kendra sighed, it wasn't fair. "Yes Mr. Giles."
Faith grinned. "Wicked, I've got this new top I want to wear for gym this afternoon!"
* * *
"So anyway, this Ms. Post turns up to take over Kendra and Faith's training," his love's voice was heavy with disdain. "Only she's an ex Watcher thrown out for experimenting with dark magics," Buffy sighed. "If only she'd been a real Watcher I could have had Giles back to myself."
Angel forced back the urge to shake his head. He knew Buffy missed being the apple of Giles' eye but from what Buffy had said about both Kendra and Faith's backgrounds; neither girl had a caring parental figure in their life before Giles. To want to take that away from them wasn't selfish, he was sure Buffy hadn't even thought of that, just inconsiderate. Still it damaged his golden image of her he'd built up over the time before Angelus had returned. "You said Giles thinks Ms. Post came to Sunnydale after a piece of occult weaponry?"
"Oh yeah," Buffy nodded. "Something called the Glove of Myhnegon."
Angel swallowed; this was bad very bad.
* * *
"Oh bloody hell!"
Jonathan jumped as the Englishman let out a frustrated roar, Xander just chuckled, he was used to the Watcher's explosions of temper. "What's up G- Man?"
"Don't call me that," the Englishman muttered half-heartedly, "I've just found out the bloody Glove's been under our noses the entire sodding time. It's in the Von Hauptman Crypt in Restview Cemetery. "
"Oh right," Xander stood, "I'll go and check out the crypt." And maybe he would bump into Kendra on patrol.
"I'll come with you."
Xander bit back a groan at Jonathan's eager proclamation, he could handle himself in Sunnydale at night and Jonathan was trying but he had poor strength and stamina, and lousy co-ordination, research was definitely his forte. Thankfully Giles saved him. "No Jonathan I need you to research the Glove's properties and how to destroy it."
* * *
"I'm going home," Buffy said, "it's not like there's any major action."
"Five by five," Faith didn't bother to look towards the blonde while Kendra nodded her agreement, she preferred it when it was just the two of them anyway. Buffy was okay in a fight but her and Willow weren't her sisters - not like Faith. After a couple of minutes Faith let out a snort. "Well thank fuck for that, Princess has gone," she winked at her. "Patrol for another half an hour and then hit the Bronze?"
Kendra started to nod her agreement only to stop when she noticed a huge figure in the distance. "Who's that?"
Faith grinned at her. "We're in Sunnydale girl, the question should be what's that?" her friend's face turned serious, she hefted her axe. "Let's find out."
"Hey yo!" Kendra rolled her eyes at her companion's shout, Faith didn't have a clue about subtlety, no wonder Jonathan spent the half of the time he wasn't delirious with happiness looking terrified. "You Largos?" Without waiting for an answer Faith started to run. "'Course you are!" Shaking her head Kendra followed.
Faith launched herself into the air, landing feet-first in the chest of the demon. To Kendra's amazement the kick only staggered the demon. "Fuck!" exploded Faith as she rolled to her feet. "He's a strong one!"
Kendra didn't bother to voice her agreement, choosing instead to drop into a forward roll that took her underneath Largos' axe-swing and inside his defences. Drawing her sword, she thrust at the demon's heart only for the giant monster to swing his axe backwards to block her attack and follow up with a back-hand fist that knocked her to the floor. Cursing, she rolled out of the way of Largos' axe-swing that threatened to take her head off. Rolling to her feet, she leapt into a spin kick that snapped her adversary's head backwards at the same instant that Faith slid in with a dropkick to the knees that took the demon's legs from underneath him and sent him crashing to the ground. Before the demon had chance to regain his feet, they both snatched up their weapons and set about decapitating and dismembering him. "Hey," Faith picked up Largos' axe, "that is one wicked weapon. I think it'll come in very handy."
"Faith!" Kendra scolded. "Running in like that was reckless in the extreme! We should have formulated a plan. And another thing!"
"Yeah what?"
"As senior Slayer," Kendra snatched the axe out of her surprised counterpart's hands, "I get first choice of the booty." Laughing she started running, her sister's furious cries echoing in her ears.
* * *
Xander whistled tunelessly as he walked through Restview Cemetery. He kept a careful eye on his surroundings but didn't expect any trouble, not with three Slayers patrolling Sunnydale and his own burgeoning reputation. He stopped for a second, finding his bearings, then continued on. If he remembered right the crypt was just around the -. His heart stopped as he recognised the figure climbing out of the crypt carrying a bundle in his hands that could only be the Glove.
"Oh shit," Xander felt his heart begin to pound uncontrollably. Angel? But how did he get back to hell? Did Buffy even send him to hell or had Willow returned his soul and the two had run off together? If he had been to hell, did Buffy know he was back? Was he Angel or Angelus? His mouth dry with fear, Xander followed the oblivious vampire through Sunnydale's darkened streets, ignoring every instinct that told him to run. Eventually the vampire entered the Crawford Mansion; Xander shook his head in disgust, "doesn't even have the sense to change his base." His stomach clenched painfully as he watched Buffy run up to Angel and start kissing him, and after all he'd done, thank god they now had two Slayers who'd do what was needed.
* * *
"G-Man! We've got a big problem!" Xander slowed as he registered the presence of the two Slayers and Jonathan in the library with the Watcher, well at least Willow wasn't here, she'd probably go running off to Buffy and warn her they'd found out about Deadboy. If she didn't already know, anything to keep Buffy happy, god she reminded him so much of one of Cordelia's Cordettes the way she slavishly followed Buffy around.
The Watcher rose, his eyes anxious. "Yes Xander what's happened? Is it the Glove?"
"Kind of," Xander paused; suddenly he wished he'd taken the time to compose something to say. "Angel's back and Buffy knows, she was with him."
"WHAT!"
The Watcher's face turned ashen-grey and he slumped down on his chair. Instantly, the two Slayers were at the Englishman's side. Faith turned a pair of blazing eyes on him making him take a step backwards. "Fuck Xand! I thought I was the tactless one!" the Slayer's voice and face softened as she turned to Giles. "You five by five G?" the Watcher smiled and nodded weakly. "What we gonna do about this Watcher guy?"
The answering fire in the Watcher's eyes made Faith's of only a few seconds ago seem cold by comparison. "I'll tell you exactly what we'll do."
* * *
Buffy hummed merrily as she made herself into the library, Giles had been off with her this morning when they'd trained, but all would change when she told them she'd discovered the whereabouts of the Glove. And when she told the others that Angel was the one who'd found it they'd have to accept him back. Her pace slowed and her humming stopped as she noticed the set expressions on the gang's faces. "Hi guys," she said brightly. "I've found the Glove, well a contact has."
"By contact I assume you mean Angel."
Buffy felt her legs go weak at Giles' words. "It's not what you think."
"Hope not," Xander snapped, "because I think you're harbouring a vicious killer."
"This isn't about attacking Buffy." Willow broke in. "Remember, 'I' statements only. 'I feel angry.' 'I feel worried."
"Oh shut up you sheep Willow," Cordelia snorted. "Fine. Here's one: I feel worried... about me! Last time around, Angel barely laid a hand on Buffy. He was *way* more interested in killing her friends."
"But he's better now," she defended weakly.
"Better for how long, Buffy?" Xander broke in. "I mean, did you even think about that? Do you even care?"
"What is this, Demons Anonymous?" she snapped "I don't need an intervention here."
Giles rose. "Oh, don't you? You must've known it was wrong seeing Angel or you wouldn't have hidden it from all of us."
"I was going to tell you, I was. I-it was just that I... I didn't know why he came back. I just wanted to wait."
Faith snorted, "wait to go pelvic?"
"I don't need lessons on morals from you," she sneered at her brunette counterpart, "I'm not going to... We're not together like that."
"But you were kissing him," Xander accused.
"You were following me!"
"Do me a favour!" Xander let out a laugh quite unlike his usual warm guffaw, this one was harsh, bitter. "If I was going to stalk someone, you're so low down the list it's not funny. No I was at the crypt when your honey-bunny turned up."
Kendra stepped in front of Xander, her posture defensive. "What gives you the right to be with your demon lover again? Last time I nearly died because of his childe."
"It was an accident," this wasn't going the way she planned.
"What, you just tripped and fell on his lips?" Cordelia broke in.
"It was wrong, okay?" she began to babble desperately. "I know that, and I know that it can't happen again. But you guys have to believe me. I would never put you in any danger. If I thought for a second that Angel was going to hurt anyone..."
Xander raised an eyebrow. "You would stop him? Like you did last time with Ms. Calendar?"
Buffy felt herself pale, that was so unfair, he was Angel they should forgive him. "But he's better now. I swear. Look, you guys, he's the one that found the Glove of Myhnegon. H-he's keeping it safe for us in the mansion."
Xander spread his hands. "Right! Great plan. Leave tons of firepower with the scary guy and leave us to clean up the mess."
Xander made to leave the library. Buffy reached out and grabbed him by the arm spinning him around to face her. "You would just love an excuse to hurt him, wouldn't you?"
Buffy recoiled at the look of hatred on her former friend's face. "I don't need an excuse. I think lots of dead people actually constitutes a reason."
"Right," she sneered. "And this is all nobility. This has nothing to do with jealousy."
Xander shook his head, "get over yourself Summers, I got over you the night Ms. Calendar died, that night I realised what a selfish bitch you really are." Her friend looked down haughtily at her, "I see you and you know what I see? Someone with more blood on their hands than half the people on California's Death Row combined. If Kendra had died at Drusilla's hands I'd had killed you that night. If you get in my way over this I'll kill you now."
"Think you could?" Buffy raised her hand to punch Xander only to stop at the sound of chairs being thrown to the floor. Turning she saw Kendra and Faith advancing on her, their faces set.
"Ready for a little two on one action B?" Faith asked coldly.
"You think you can beat us both Buffy?" Kendra asked, "because if you think either of us will let you hurt Xander to protect a demon."
"You can't attack Buffy!"
"Shut it Red," growled Faith, her eyes not moving from her, "we're not the ones abusing our powers."
"That's enough!" everyone turned at the authority in Giles' voice. "Everybody. Now, Buffy knows our concerns, and her actions, however ill- advised, can be understood. Our... priority right now is to retrieve the Glove of Myhnegon and try to destroy it. Now, all of you, back to classes."
One after another they all got up, gathered their things and left. Giles walked into his office, his hands firmly stuffed into his pockets. Once there he took off his jacket and hung it around the back of his chair. She followed him and stopped by the office door. "Thanks for that Giles," her voice trailed off when Giles turned his cold eyes on her.
"Listen very carefully to this, Miss. Summers, you have shown you have so little regard to what that vampire did to me both by torturing me and more importantly by killing Jenny," the Watcher put his hands on the desk separating them and glared at her. "If not for the fact that the Council would probably remove from Kendra's and Faith's supervision I would have no hesitation as resigning as your Watcher. As it is I will supervise your training and aid in research, but from now on my parental responsibility will be split between Kendra and Faith. I have no wish to see you outside Slaying matters. Now get out."
"B..but." This was so unfair he was her Watcher, why couldn't he understand that her and Angel were fated?
The Watcher slammed his fist on the desk. "Out now!" Tears streaming down her face she ran from the office.
* * *
"So where are my two favourite girls heading this fine morning?"
Kendra felt a warm glow as her boyfriend looped an arm around her shoulders while doing the same thing to Faith. "What's with the arm Xman?" asked her sister.
"Can you imagine the kudos I'm getting having not one but two babes hanging off me?"
Their elbows simultaneously caught Xander in the stomach, doubling him up. "So where are you heading," Xander wheezed.
"The library to see if Giles' has decided what to do about Angelus."
All traces of the class clown left her boyfriend's face. "Let's go then."
Kendra's heart missed a beat as she pushed the door open and saw the crumpled body lying on the floor, she vaguely heard her sister slayer let out a fearful scream. "G!"
A half-second later they were knelt over the body, Faith cradling the man's bloody head in her hands, tears streaking down her face, her holding the man's limp hand, it felt so cold and lifeless, and Xander dialling an ambulance. "Angel did this," she growled.
"I don't know Ken," Xander said doubtfully, "where are the bite-marks. What do you think Faith?" her fellow Slayer didn't answer, her eyes glazed over, she seemed in a world of her own.
Finally she stood. "I'm going to kill him."
"Kendra we don't know," Xander said weakly, "not for sure."
"Look after Giles and Faith," turning she ran out of the library. Angelus would pay and then, then she'd deal with the bitch who hadn't staked him like she should have done.
* * *
"Hello, I'm Mr. Johnson, from the Watcher's Council. That is the Glove I believe?"
Angel looked up at the stern looking Englishman and nodded. "I'm just setting up the living flame to destroy the Glove."
The Englishman's face blanched. "Oh no, that isn't good, no not at all," the Watcher glanced worriedly at his preparations. "If the spell's done incorrectly it can ignite the Glove."
"Oh right," Angel started to turn towards his materials only for his head to explode in pain when the Watcher hit him over the head with a shovel, knocking him to the floor. Growling ferally, Angel leapt to his feet, morphed into his demonic face and started towards the man, grabbing him around the neck and flinging him into the wall.
Suddenly the door crashed open. "Another victim Angelus, just like Giles?"
Angel turned to the angry Slayer. Giles was dead? "Kendra-."
His words were cut off by a kick to the jaw that staggered him. "You're not going to hurt anybody again vampire," her eyes burning, the Slayer rocked him backwards with a combination of blow that had him back- pedalling. Several times he saw openings that the Slayer had left in her fury but refused to use them, hoping she'd realise he wasn't fighting back and give him a chance to explain. Finally the Slayer leapt into the air, the toe of her foot catching him under his jaw, lifting him off his feet and sending him crashing to the floor. Stunned, he could only watch helplessly as the Slayer landed next to him, her stake raised. "Time to die vampire."
"Nooo!"
* * *
Buffy wiped her eyes as she hurried to Crawford Mansion. She'd been so upset by what Giles and Xander had said, it was so unfair, only Willow had even bothered to try to understand, she'd never gone to see Angel last night. Angel was wonderful, if Xander wasn't so petty and jealous. She picked up her pace as she neared the house, noticing the shattered door. Running in she saw the stunned man lying on the floor, Kendra must have attacked him to get to Angel, typical, and the Slayer crouched over her love. "Nooo!"
Rushing over she grabbed hold of Kendra's arm, stopping her from murdering Angel, and received a nose-breaking headbutt in reply. She staggered backwards, tears of pain blurring her eyes she didn't see the other Slayer's leg sweep the ground, taking her legs from underneath her. "Vampire lover!"
"Kendra!" she rolled out of the way of the Slayer's stomp and sprang. "Angel wouldn't do anything, calm down!"
Kendra shook her head even as she threw a right cross that she barely slid beneath. "You're meant to be a Slayer," her counterpart pointed at Angel. "Vampire - kill."
"There's a lot that you don't understand," Buffy blocked a left hook on her forearm, wincing at the pain that exploded in her arm, only Lothos and the Master had been stronger than her sister Slayer.
"I understand you let a vampire murder because of your lust!" Kendra executed a full spinning hook kick to her face, knocking her to her knees. The other Slayer followed up with two kicks to her stomach while she was still on the floor. Rolling to her feet she did an uppercut punch to Kendra's right arm, knocking the stake from her hand before backhanding Kendra across the face, and punching her in the chest. Her rival stumbled backwards, eager to take advantage she leapt into the air and attempted a double roundhouse kick that Kendra blocked before stepping backwards, She followed up with a backhand punch that was also blocked but whirled around and punched her foe in the face with her other hand. Kendra retaliated with a blow to the stomach that she managed to block and hit Kendra with a double-punch combo in the gut and then in the face, bloodying her nose.
Rocked by her attack, Kendra dropped to the ground, but quickly retaliated with a sweep kick at her legs that she just barely managed to jump over. Her adversary scrambled back up, and launched a pair of roundhouse kicks that she just blocked before attempting a high crescent kick, that Kendra slid smoothly under before coming back up with a spinning back kick that hit her squarely in the back, sending her to her knees. In an instant her rival had her in a choke hold around her neck. Grabbing her rival's arm she flipped her off, both of them landing in a heap.
Kendra rolled into a near-by wall, hitting her head. Seeing a chance, Buffy scrambled to her feet and ran at her rival only to be caught by a snap kick to the leg that tripped her, making her fall again. Rolling into a crouch, she saw Kendra attempt an axe kick. Grabbing her rival's ankle she threw her off balance and to the floor but Kendra sprang straight up to her feet. Buffy rushed at Faith grabbing her around the waist. The other Slayer tried to throw her off and the force of their struggles caused them both to go crashing through the French doors out into the grounds.
Both girls immediately leapt to their feet, Kendra glared at her before spinning around and backhand punching her in the face. Her opponent tried a follow-up punch but this time she was ready and blocked her only to catch another in the gut and another backhand punch to her face, forcing her to her hands and knees. The other Slayer advanced on her, but she executed a crouching back kick to her stomach, making her rival stagger backward into a metal garden chair.
Suddenly a bolt of lightning shot out of the mansion, narrowly missing Kendra. They both turned to see the man who'd been lying on the floor. "Time to die Slayers."
"Don't think so," suddenly a shotgun exploded, its boom filling their ears as the man was torn in half, the two Slayers turned in amazement to see a cold-eyed Xander standing there. "Giles came round, told us about Johnson hitting him. He thinks that asshole must be in league with Post. You okay Kendra?" her counterpart nodded. "Let's get out here then."
"See?" Buffy pronounced triumphantly. "I was right." Now they had to apologise.
Xander shook his head as he helped Kendra to her feet. "No you weren't Buffy, you were lucky. Let's go Ken," Xander glared at her boyfriend, "what you and her get up to is your business Deadboy but stay the hell away from the rest of us."
* * *
Giles winced at the loud knocking, his head was still hurting from the statue Johnson had hit him with. Getting tricked twice in a week, he was losing his marbles. "Coming," he roared as he hurried to the front door, he wondered idly which of his girls had forgotten their keys this time. After picking up his crossbow, checking it was loaded, and sliding it behind his back, he opened the door his blood at the sight that greeted him. "Angelus," he grated, forcing himself not to give in the Ripper within him screaming for him to kill the bastard, "what are you doing here?"
"Can I come in?"
"Last time you were in my house you left the love of my life on my bed so no," Giles shook his head, He pointed his crossbow at the vampire. "What do you want?"
"I'm here to discuss Buffy," the vampire hesitated, "she's heartbroken over what happened. I understand your anger with her but -."
"You understand?" Giles raised an eyebrow, "that's very charitable of you Angel. Let me point out a few facts for you. I blame three people for what happened last year. Myself, for not researching your curse and for not insisting that Buffy keep her relationship on a strictly professional basis, you for doing what you did, although that is a little akin to blaming a rabid dog for attacking. But most of all I blame Buffy, for not doing her job, for running away after she finally did as she should, leaving her friends to tend to her duties, if not for Kendra we would have probably all died."
Angel sighed. "Giles I'm sorry-."
The vampire's voice trailed off as he fired the crossbow bolt into the door frame. "I don't want to hear it Angel, if I have to see you it will be on patrol or at the library. You're not welcome here, come here again and I will endeavour to kill you. Now piss off!"
Once he'd closed the door he slumped against the wall, the tears he'd been holding back streaking down his face. "Oh Jenny, I'm sorry I couldn't kill him."
* * *
Faith bit back a curse as she glanced over her shoulder and saw the figure stalking away from her home, the light of a lamp catching the man's face allowing her to recognise the man as Angelus. "Fucking bastard," she muttered before forcing a weak smile and glancing towards her oblivious companions. "I don't feel too good," she lied, "I'm going home."
Kendra glanced at her. "What's wrong Faith?"
Faith smiled, more genuinely than before. Her friends' concern always gave her a warm feeling, nobody had ever given a shit about her before Sunnydale. "Woman's stuff, just a stomach cramp."
"Say no more," Xander shuddered theatrically before winking. "You want us to tell Jonathan you'll see him tomorrow?" Faith nodded. "See you then."
Once her friends had disappeared Faith glanced towards the departing man. "Class is in session asshole." Running, she cut through the town to get in front of the vampire before coming out in front of him, some four streets away for G's crib. Putting a frightened look on her face, she hurried towards the vampire, her hand dipping into her pocket grabbing her garlic spray. "Hey pal!" she shrieked, forcing a tremble into her voice. "There's two weird guys with yellow eyes following me."
The man's posture changed, damn he was good-looking, shame he was a member of the living dead. "Don't worry miss," sexy voice too. "I'll, arggh!"
The vampire let out a scream as she prayed the garlic into his eyes. Before he had chance to recover she slammed a foot into his gut, doubling him up and grabbing him around the throat and before throwing him into the near-by wall. The vampire staggered towards her only to be caught by her kick to the balls. After grabbing the vampire by his collar she threw him face-first to the cobblestoned ground before flipping him onto his back, kneeling across her throat and holding his stake over the vampire's throat. "Name's Faith I'm the third Slayer, pleased to meet you," the vampire started to move, "naughty, naughty," she pressed the stake down slightly piercing the flesh. "You stay exactly where you are otherwise."
"I'm on your side!"
"Guess what? I don't care!" She leaned down until she was just inches from the vampire's still streaming eyes. "G means more to me than any man I've ever met, he's like the pa I've always wanted," her voice grew hoarse with emotion, "and you killed the only woman he's ever loved. And you think you can just turn up at his house? You stay away from G, if you ever go near him me and Ken will be with there watching his back. Go near his home again, even to ask for a cup of tea and we'll do what your B never could and slay your undead ass, understand?" the vampire nodded. "Good," after standing she slammed her foot into his jaw. "Bye now." Now was the hard part.
"Hi G." The Watcher looked up, Faith grimaced. The man's eyes were reddened, he'd been crying because of that bastard, maybe she should just find the fucker and stake his undead ass. "Hello Faith, weren't you meant to be patrolling tonight?"
"Nah," she dropped down on the couch beside the Watcher and grinned. "You got a nasty bang on the head, so we figured you'd need a nursemaid," she winked, "so you wanna me to slip into my nurse's uniform G?"
The Watcher chuckled. "Don't ever change Faith."
"Don't intend to G," not if you like me the way I am, she added silently. "I listened to those CDs you lent me - you know, Traffic and Cream?"
"Oh really?" the Watcher looked interested, "and what did you think?"
"Not bad," they were actually five by five but she couldn't let G know that, "they're no Pearl Jam or Nirvana though."
"A fact we can all be grateful for," the Watcher retorted, "you yanks have no appreciation of good music."
"Hey we created rock 'n' roll remember!"
"Pearl Jam are hardly Buddy Holly or Eddie Cochran."
"Damn straight! Wait," Faith paused in thought, "who the fuck are Buddy Holly and Eddie Cochran anyway?"
The Watcher shook his head. "You bloody philistine, pass me my record collection and I'll educate you."
"Sure G," Faith jumped up eagerly and lifted up the Watcher's record box. She lived for times like this, when it was just her and G shooting the breeze, she loved the old guy and wasn't going let anyone hurt him. If that meant B and her pet vampire had to die to protect him that was five by five with her.