"So, let me get this straight. This Buffy chick.. And excuse me, but that's a shit ass name. But yeah, this Buffy chick dies and... Kendra, you said her name was? Kendra was called. Then she got whacked, and I was called. But Buffy, again a really stupid ass name, came back from the dead not once, but twice. So I'm the Slayer, and she's the Slayer. So you've got two Slayers."

Giles and Angel looked at one another, then turned back to Faith. With a nod, Giles said, "Yes."

"Then problem solved. You've got a Slayer and I have a life. So, go the fuck away and leave me to it. Done?" She looked around to the others standing near. Dave stood behind her chair, his hand resting on her shoulder. Hunter, Ric and Randy were spread out around the room, each giving unwelcome glances to the vampire and the Watcher. Trish and Stephanie stood on either side of her chair. William Regal was behind Giles. And Willow was nowhere to be found.

"Sounds done to me." Hunter stepped forward and smirked. "Now, get the hell out of our locker room. We've got shit to do."

"Nothing is done." Angel stood tall, his arms folded across his chest. He lowered his head and sighed. Slowly, he rose his head and looked at Faith. "We may have two Slayers, but you're the one that calls another. If you die..."

"Ah, but I don't plan on dying." Faith winked and leaned back. She looked up at Dave. He hadn't said anything the entire time. At the same time, neither had he left her back. He'd stood there the entire time with his hand on her shoulder, waiting for everything to be over. She blinked at him, then turned her attention back onto Angel. "I don't die, no new Slayer is called, and even if one is, then you've still got a back up. Go let that Buffy chick do it all since, from the way you talk, she actually wants to do it, and leave me alone."

"She doesn't always want to do it, Faith. No one does." Giles stepped forward. He made a move to go closer to Faith, but his path was blocked by Trish and Stephanie. Ric and Randy came up on his sides. He stopped, then groaned. He removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose before replacing them. "I realize that you didn't ask for any of this. None of the Slayers do. You were chosen. You are the Chosen One."

"But there are Chosen Two, not One, because there are two of us."

"Faith..." She could tell that Giles was wary of something. Was it her? He seemed almost afraid to say it. "We're not altogether comfortable having you out here on your own?"

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Well... you weren't exactly the most... stable of people."

"Well, hell, we knew that one, already!" Ric laughed and in a matter of moments, Randy, Trish and Stephanie were chuckling along with him. "The girl's not all there, but neither are we. She'd have to be a little crazy to hang around with this bunch."

"Faith's my new bodyguard!" Stephanie grinned, then turned to Trish as the blonde diva cleared her throat. She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine, she's out new bodyguard. I swear, this woman has a thing about sharing. We want her violent, because then the real crazy people won't mess with us."

"You keep your Slayer," Randy said, "and we'll keep ours. You've got your bases covered and we get someone to save our asses from the freaks out there like the one that bit my woman."

"Ugh," Trish groaned, "I do have a name, ya know."

"I know that."

"Then use it."

"Please!" Angel spoke loud enough to break in before the bickering got too bad. "There's more to everything than has been said. Yeah, Faith's the Slayer. Yeah, we've got another. But there's something happening in this town tonight and we're here to make sure that it doesn't. From the wonderful Powers That Be, who love to only give us half the story, none of you are going to survive this night and personally, I'm not ready for another Slayer to be called."

And the room erupted in screams. Everyone shouted and argued... except for Faith and Dave. She turned her head up to him again. He stared down at her with unreadable eyes. She looked up at him with worried eyes. She knew something bad was going to happen. It was all because she was there. They didn't have these types of things happen before she showed up. She would have heard about them when she arrived. Her mere presence was enough to bring disaster down on those around her.

Dave shook his head and she wondered if somehow, he knew what she was thinking. It had bothered her that he was so quiet through everything. Was he trying to decide just how fast to get rid of her after hearing the long, sordid tale of Slayer history? She wanted to ask him, but at the same time, she didn't. She was happy, dammit, and she didn't want these idiots to ruin it.

"It's not you," Dave told her. His voice was low, just loud enough to be heard over the screaming in the room.

"Yes, it is," she told him.

"No," he said firmly, "it's not. Shit happens."

They both turned their heads to the others just as the screaming stopped... because Willow had entered the room with a rather sour look on her face. The redheaded witch plopped down on the nearest chair and slouched with her arms folded. "So, yeah, while you were in here yelling and being all crazy, I found Stacy Keibler. All on my own, might I add. And, as nice of a girl as she is, she's straight. Which means, I am so ready to get out of here. Did we convince Faith to come back with us or not?"

Before anyone else could speak, Dave said, "She's not going anywhere." He walked around the chair and faced off with Angel. "First of all, like Randy already said, you have your Slayer and we have ours. Second, if your Powers That Be wanted Faith with you, they wouldn't have let her go off and get amnesia. She was sent to us for a reason, and it's not just to be their bodyguards..." He pointed at Trish and Stephanie. "...or save our asses. She's here to save herself. The Faith you knew doesn't exist anymore."

Dave took in a deep breath and stood a little bit taller. Hunter, Ric and Randy came to stand around him. Trish and Stephanie stood in front of them. Faith pushed her way through the crowd to position herself in front of Dave. He put his hands on her shoulders and let out a heavy breath.

"She went through a lot of shit with you, so what the hell makes you think taking her back is going to make things better? It may save your consciouses, but it's just going to destroy her, and we... I... am not about to let you do that. From what you say, she hasn't had a real home in years. Fine, then. She's got one here and you're not taking her away from it. So, she's here to finally be happy and you're here to make sure that whatever the Powers showed you doesn't happen. We've already got that covered. Faith told us to stay in, and we're staying in. Problem solved, and you can go back to wherever in the hell you came from."

There was a silence in the room following Dave's words. Faith kept her eyes trained on the vampire in front of her, but she wanted to look at Dave. She didn't know that he felt so strongly about her place with them. From his words, she felt that he would fight to keep her there, and there was nothing more touching that he could have done or said.

William Regal came forward and stood between Angel and Giles. He cleared his throat and straightened his tie, then said, "I can't say anything about whether Faith leaves or not, other than that she's a very good wrestler and an asset that we do not want to lose. However, I have had my contact with the Watcher's Council. I know Rupert, and I trust him. If he says that something is going on, well... None of us can convince Mr. McMahon of calling off a show, but afterwards, Eugene and I will not be going anywhere. If the Slayer has said to stay in, then at least that dear boy and myself will stay inside."

"Just... let her stay, Angel." Willow sighed and stood up. "Whatever needs to be settled can be settled later. Right now, though, we just have to worry about keeping everybody alive, right? So... let them do what they've got to do, and we'll go and do the Scooby thing. I need something to get my mind off of the legs I don't get anyway."

"What is your obsession with Keibler?" Faith shook her head. "Wait, I don't wanna know." She sighed. "It's already been decided. I'm not going anywhere, and if you try to make me, you've got to fight us all."

"And there's no way in hell you're getting past Evolution," Hunter chimed in.

"So, if you'll excuse me," Faith said, rolling her eyes, "Trish and I have a tag match tonight that we'd like to prepare for. So, get the hell out. After the show, we go into hiding until we get the fuck out of Detroit."

Faith walked off, though it was with some reluctance that she pulled away from Dave. She crossed the room and went out the door. Whether they all fought it out or not when she was gone, she didn't care. Evolution had taken on four vampires. She was sure they could take care of one vampire, a Watcher and an obsessed lesbian. And now, she was absolutely sure that they would fight for her. She was Evolution, and nobody came in and told Evolution what they were going to do or where they were going to go.