Author's Note: I am so sorry it has been ages since I updated! I hope you all aren't too mad. I love this story, but I have been really busy with college now and stuff and also haven't had internet at my house all year! So I swear I am going to try! Please continue to R&R! Thanks!

Faith lay in the fold out bed that Angel had set up for her in his apartment. He had already headed off to the office and she hadn't felt like going as Wesley didn't want anything to do with her. She understood why of course, but she would give anything to have him be okay again. All Faith wanted at this point was redemption. She still thought about how much easier it would be if she could just die, but Angel, her best friend, gave her that hope she needed to become a new person. She was also hoping that one day Cordelia would also come to trust her. She knew that Cordy was only being sincere because she trusted Angel's decisions, but she wanted to gain her actual trust also.

"Faith?" A female voice called out, surprising Faith.

"Oh Cordy. What is it?" Faith asked.

"Well Angel wants you to come to the office. He needs to have a word with you I guess." Cordy said, clearly standing at a safe distance across the apartment.

"Okay well I gotta shower and crap and then I'll head on over k?" Faith said.

"Okay well see yah then." Cordy said quickly turning and heading up the elevator.

Faith grabbed a towel from Angel's linen closet and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower before she headed to see Angel.

Angel sat in his little office staring blankly at his sketchbook. He wanted to focus on the work that needed to be done, but the sound of Cordy's laugh kept ringing in his ears and distracting him. He glanced up out of his office windows to see Cordy and Wesley arguing about whether vampires actually need food. He grinned as Cordy went into a long, lavish argument for why vampires shouldn't need to eat. She gestured her hands dramatically and his eyes followed her hands to her arms, and then up to her cleavage of her low-cut shirt. They lingered there for a second and then closed in on her lips. Her laugh was comforting to him and her eyes glistened as she tipped her head back to laugh and Wesley's snide "wannabe" comeback. Angel then picked up his pencil and sketched. Instead of sketching the monster that Cordy had described to him earlier, he was sketching her curves and the softness of her face.

"Hey killer, what's up?" Faith asked opening his back office door.

Angel jumped about a mile and flipped his sketchbook over on the desk, concealing his lustful picture of Cordelia.

"Hey now, what's going on here?" Faith asked grinning as she grabbed the sketchbook from the desk. Angel went to grab for it, but was an instant too slow.

"Oh. I see." Faith said with a conniving look on her face. "So this is what he thinks about in here all day."

"Okay that's not why it's there." Angel said crossing his arms over his chest as he began to go all broody.

"Uh huh. Angel's got a little crush on Cordy eh?" Faith asked laughing, "I don't blame yah she's a hottie."

"Yeah." Angel said glancing once again at her beautiful face, "I mean that's not why I was drawing her."

"Well unless Cordelia has turned into an evil empress then you have some explaining to do Champ." Faith said.

"Well what I really wanted to ask was if you think you'd be able to patrol with me tonight?" Angel asked getting very serious again, "If you don't think you're up to it, then tell me."

"Nah I can do that." Faith said, "I won't go all evil on yah."

"I know, but jumping into this after only a month may not be the best thing." Angel said.

"Well I am sorta itching to slay a vamp again." Faith said grinning and suddenly getting that old glow in her eyes again.

"Well as long as you think you can handle it. There have been a lot more deaths lately than usual and I want to check it out." Angel said.

"Okay Champ, I'll back yah up. But in the meantime…tell her how you feel." Faith winked and walked out of the door.

Faith leaned her back against the wall of Angel's apartment. It was now dark outside and Angel was supposed to have met her there ten minutes ago so they could patrol. She tipped her head back and breathed in the air. It was thicker than the air in Sunnydale, but it reminded her of home. She had grown up a city girl, so she knew this air well. She was used to looking up and not seeing the stars. But tonight it was more the big, full moon that hid the stars from you rather than the smog of Los Angeles. Faith felt really at home here and she truly though that she might be able to get completely better.

"Good you're all ready." Angel said strolling up beside her, his long trench coat billowing behind him.

"Yeah." Faith said taking in another deep breath as she reached into her jacket for a cigarette. She offered one to Angel, and to her surprise he took one.

"It's been a stressful day." Angel said grinning, "I could use one."

Faith pulled out her lighter and lit his and then hers and they took off into the night.

Faith's first kill of the night felt like a breeze. She was actually worried that she might not have all the strength to bring a vamp down, but she did it with ease. The vamp barely got a punch in before she slammed a stake through its heart. Angel congratulated her and they carried on through the streets. They had already killed 6 vamps by the time it was 2am and they felt they were finished.

As the two reached the apartment and went inside, Faith took off her jacket and slid down onto the couch. Angel pulled off his jacket and walked over to his bed. Faith watched keenly as he pulled his shirt off. Then she caught sight of the gash across his shoulder.

"What did ya do?" Faith asked standing up and touching his back just below the gash.

"One of the blasted vamps slashed me with his knife." Angel said, "It's no biggie." He replied taking out a bandage.

"Well I'll get it." Faith said taking the bandage and placing carefully over the wound.

Once it was done Angel turned around and the two glanced at each other for a second. Angel could see the look on Faith's face and it made it very hard for him not to do something drastic. But before he could even banish the lustful thought from his mind Faith decided for him. She pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him seductively. She then leaned in and kissed him. As she grinded her hips slightly, Angel knew there was no stopping himself now. He reached up and pulled her tank top off over her head and unsnapped her bra. The two of them kissing, liking and both biting they fell into a rough kind of passionate sex.

Once they were both worn out Faith fell to the bed next to him.

"So that was interesting." She said non-chalantly.

"Uh yeah." Angel said, "And I'm still here. I mean I am not Angelus."

"I didn't think you'd turn. Cuz we're not in love." Faith said propping her head up with her hand to face Angel.

"What do you mean?" Angel asked doing the same.

"Well I think to have a moment of true happiness you'd have to be in love; like you were with Buffy." Faith said, "And were just friends, so you're okay."

"Huh, valid point." Angel said. "Well it was fun anyhow."

"Yeah, it was. But hey it's slaying I tell yah. Never fails to make yah hungry and horny." Faith said grinning and laying her head back down.

Angel smiled to himself and then closed his own eyes.

"Oh and Angel, don't worry we can keep this between us." Faith said.

"Okay." Angel said, and they both closed their eyes and fell asleep.

TBC…