Faith walked into the kitchen to see Willow, Xander, Anya, Buffy, Spike and Giles talking about how they were going to train the young potentials.

"So now we have the right numbers we should be able to cover everything they need in terms of training." Said Giles who was pacing back and forth while the other scoobies were sat around the kitchen table with one chair empty that Faith herself usually took up.

"But do you really think Wesley is still up to this? I mean he hasn't done the watcher gig in years." Said Buffy as Faith hoisted herself up on the kitchen counter.

"I'm wondering that myself to be perfectly honest." Said Giles though his gaze was fixed on Faith the whole time he was speaking as though knowing she would be sticking up for her ex watcher any second.

"Hey come on guys, I know Wes maybe a little rusty but since he started working with Angel his attitude has done a complete three sixty. He's no longer boring Princess Margaret Wesley and hopefully that will encourage the baby slayers to pay a bit more attention to him and what he has to say." Said Faith as if right on cue.

"I suppose your right Faith. But maybe if I re-jog his memory a bit he'll be able to get back into the routine of things." Said Giles rubbing his chin in thought as he leftthe kitchen.

"Ok enough talk about Monarchy boy, I'm hungry and I'm betting the baby slayers are too, whose turn is it to go out for take out?" asked Xander rubbing his hands as his stomach growled.

"I think it's my turn. I'll go get the orders in," sighed Buffy with Spike following close behind.

"We'll all have our usual food Buff." Said Xander after the blonde Slayer who merely raised a hand over her shoulder to show that she'd heard.

"But what about Wes?" asked Faith banging her feet against the cupboard door below her.

"Just give him the one that's left over. Problem solved." Said Xander, not seemingthe least bit concerned.

"Come on captain of the cretins seriously." Said Faith with a glare.

"Well go ask him if he wants anything then." Said Xander rolling his eyes.

Faith rolled her eyes, jumping down from the kitchen counter with cat like movements before walking toward the stairs just as a small group ofpotential slayers includingDawn scattered from the kitchen doorway.

She managed to dodge them allbefore walking up the staircase.

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Wesley heard a knock at the door, which woke him from the semi-conscious state he'd been, on the border of sleeping and awake.

"Yeah come in." Said Wesley stifling a yawn.

Faith soon appeared not looking concerned that she had just woken him from sleep.

"Oh hi Faith." Sighed Wesley sitting up so he was leaning against the headboard.

"Wes, B's going to go get some food in, ya want anything?" asked Faith sitting beside him.

"Nothing as of this moment but thanks for asking Faith." Said Wesley before his eyes began to droop again.

He soon felt a soft hand stroking his hair as he fell into dreamland, he felt a pair of soft lips on his forehead before the body from beside him moved and he heard the door to the bedroom close quietly.

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Faith walked down the stairs and out the back door to sit and stare into the sky when she felt someone's presence behind her and turned to see Spike smoking a cigarette.

"Hey Big Bad ya haven't by any chance got a smoke a girl could borrow do ya?" asked Faith as Slayer and Vampire sat down on the doorstep as the sky began to grow darker.

"Yeah I do. Here ya go." Said Spike pulling out a packet of cigarettes and lighter out his duster's pocket.

"Thanks." Smiled the brunette slayer taking a cigarette out the packet and letting Spike light it before putting it between her lips and sucking in the smoke.

"So how do ya feel 'bout seeing watcher Jr again?" asked Spike watching the slayer as she stared up in the sky.

Faith didn't say a word she was still processing the fact that Wesley was here since the last she'd seen him at been in LA when Angelus came loose and the beast was on the prowl.

Wesley had seemed like he did now calm, collected and avoiding all conversation about the torture session she had done to him not long after he had joined Angel's little Fang gang.

But when Angelus had come out she'd seen how much Wesley cared about her by the way he made sure she was OK after her fight with Angelus.

Of course she hadn't appreciated it at the time but it had made her regret those hours of torturing Wesley before she got put into jail.

All the time she'd been around him those words, he had said before she'd tortured him had echoed around in her head continually the whole time she'd been in the slammer.

"I was your watcher Faith, I know the real you. But even if you kill me there is just one thing I want you to remember… You are a piece of shit."

Faith shuddered even though it wasn't cold outside, the sound of Wesley's muffled screams, as she'd sat in his lap bragging, had haunted her dreams for many nights in jail.

"Faith?" asked Spike which brought the slayer out of her thoughts.

"Yeah big bad?" asked Faith tapping the cigarette so the ash at the end fell on to the grass in front of her.

"Ya OK? Ya look paler than usual." Said Spike, the faintest tone of concern in his voice.

"Na I'm good. It's a bit cold out here. Time to go back inside." Said Faith throwing the cigarette butt to the ground and stubbing it out with the toe of her boot before getting to her feet.

Spike nodded and followed her lead back into the kitchen where the potentials were all attacking the food Buffy had brought home.

Faith grabbed her burrito and soda as she passed through the kitchen to sit on the stairs while Spike passed her with his blood and spicy barbeque wings into the lounge where the rest of the scoobies were sat.

Normally Faith would have joined them, doing guardduty to make sure none of the potentials were eavesdropping but tonight she felt drained enough already that if one of the potentials did try to get by she'd be too tired to get into a real fight with them anyway.

Faith got to her feet and walked up the stairs to her room, well actually it was her and Vi's room but unfortunately for the elder Slayer not only was Vi a pain in the ass who refused to clean her side of the room but she talked continually about Xander even in her sleep which had so far caused many sleepless nights.

Faith sat on the window seat, which was her side of the room, the clean side of the room, though some how Vi's things still ended up on Faith's bed or the floor around Faith's bed.

She curled up her body as she leaned her back against the wall of the window seat, clutching her legs to her chest and her head rested on her knees while her eyes slowly closed deep with thought. Her favorite song Living dead girl by Rob Zombie echoed its way into her mind causing the slayer to hum it over and over even though she had long since stopped listening to it. It had used to be her favorite dance track but it had been ages since she had last set foot in a bar let alone a club.

The song had always reminded her of Wesley even though she had tried to ignore the rational and guilt ridden parts of her mind that had whispered in her ear telling her it was all her own fault.

The slayer's eyes opened and she looked at the food sat in front of her, her burrito going cold in its wrappings and the soda getting slowly warm. She had long since stopped eating as much as she'd used to, if she had it her way she'd have stopped eating all together three months ago, but Giles kept insisting she keep her strength up for training and the soon to come fight.

Faith closed her eyes again ignoring the tempting smell of the burrito as her mind slipped into a state of meditation even though her body wasn't in the correct position. She had started the routine as a way to keep her anger at bay but it had also come in use for getting rid of the urge to eat and making her body believe it was full with out the actual intake of food.