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17. Original Episode: Dynamic Duo

"So?"

"So what?"

Wesley sighed and eyed the girl in front of him. Well not immediately in front of him. They were separated by thick glass and were talking through a phone piece stuck to the wall that separated other people talking to prisoners.

"Angel back yet?" asked Faith as she leaned closer to the glass.

"No," said Wesley. "But we've managed some problems."

"You should really bring that Gunn guy sometimes. Would love to see someone worthwhile." Joked Faith leaning back on her chair.

"I'm not?" asked Wesley with a smile.

"Not since you're letting your hair grow long." pointed Faith. "Not that good of a look for you Wes."

"I am not going to take advice on the way I look from you Faith," glared Wesley. "I think I look alright."

"And when was the last time you got some?"

"I am not talking about this with you," hissed Wesley but he couldn't help the color red coming to his cheeks.

"I'm alright, Wes." said Faith. "Geez, sure I'm sad but that was two weeks ago. I'm ok, really."

Wesley eyed her which made Faith talk more. "Yes, I regret I wasn't able to show B that I've changed or that I regretted every single thing I did that hurt her and her friends. But there's nothing I can do about it. What I can do is stick to my word. Stay imprisoned until I've paid for everything that I've done."

"Faith—"

"No Wes," said Faith softly. "I know you can get me out of here with you being a Watcher and all and that new found power and everything else. But I need to pay for the things I've done. I'm supposed to be here."

"Don't you think you've paid for your crimes?" asked Wesley. "We could use your help."

"Now from what my gut feeling is telling me," said Faith. "You know how us Slayers have this intuition about people and their power…and I can feel yours Wesley. You don't need me."

Wesley remained silent, his eyes pleading to Faith and the girl sighed. "Wes, this is where I should be and you know it. Don't be that Watcher who wants to make things up to his Slayer by breaking her out of jail when she rightfully deserves to be here. And no," said Faith as she knew Wesley was about to argue. "This is not your fault. I made the choice to hurt my friends. I'm paying for it. The best thing you can do is this. Visit me and give me updates on the world."

Wesley studied her but sighed in defeat. "Do you really know if someone's powerful or not?"

"Like I said, gut feeling." said Faith. "It's like a bell to tell me if I can take this one or not and right now my gut is telling me I won't be able to take you. Very different from when I tortured you." It was said in a conversational manner because both have moved on from that particular incident. The relationship may have started out wrong but she and Wesley were getting there.


"Where's Wes?" asked Gunn as he entered the hotel and saw Cordelia working on her computer. "Anything new? Why is it all quite all of a sudden?"

"Maybe the Powers know that Angel is off somewhere sulking and wants to surprise him when he returns," said Cordelia. "As for our fearless leader, he went a visited psycho-Slayer. No idea why he still thinks it's worth his time."

"With happened to that other slayer and Giles, I think Wesley just wants to fix things," said Gunn, leaning on the counter.

"Yeah well he shouldn't be the one making the effort," said Cordelia standing up to walk closer to Gunn. "If you asked me—"

Faith was dragging Wesley through a dark corridor. They were being followed by two people…were they people or

"Easy, Cordy," said Gunn easing her to a chair.

"Call Wesley," gasped Cordelia. "There are vampires in that prison."


Wesley had already left the prison when Gunn had informed him of Cordelia's vision. From what Wesley could conclude. Those vampires might just be looking for a way to boost their reputation by killing the Slayer. He had to warn Faith somehow but visiting hours were already done by the time he could get back to her.

He had to time it perfectly. Faith managed to tell him that she usually stayed in the library until they made the prisoners go back to their cells. Wesley hid his bike somewhere near the prison and concentrated. He felt the magic surround him and when he opened his eyes he was now in the prison's library. He murmured a quick spell to conceal him both from eyes and ears of people nearby.

Cordelia didn't go into much detail about the vision. Just that there were two vampires and they were going to strike tonight. Not that Wesley thought Faith couldn't take them. But she was not prepared for one in a prison. Especially with the guards seeing her kill two prisoners and they turn into dust…that would be one hell of an explanation.

To Wesley's surprise, he found Faith pouring over a book about King Arthur and Merlin. His presence or rather his power might have alerted her to his presence because she was suddenly looking generally his way. Faith got up and moved to the most secluded shelf.

"That's the last time I doubt your gut feeling," whispered Wesley and Faith almost dropped the book.

"What the hell are you thinking?" demanded Faith but it was hard seeing as Wesley was invincible. "You're going to get yourself locked up, Pryce."

"Cordelia saw a vision. Two vampires, chasing us in a hall." said Wesley. "They might be thinking of killing you or something else but they have something planned. Sense anything?"

Faith was surprised by the revelation and closed her eyes. "No. Why would a vampire want to hang out in a prison? I mean they are dust once all of us are required to go outside."

"Either they want to kill you or feed," said Wesley.

"Did Cordelia see what they were wearing?" asked Faith. "For all we know, they might be disguising as guards."

"She didn't see," said Wesley and he touched her arm. "What I do know is we need to stop them from whatever they are thinking of doing."

"Hate to break it to you Wes, but I am going to be ushered into my cell in a while," said Faith. "How are we supposed to find two vampires and dust them if I'm hauled up in a cell?"

"Leave that to me."


"How long until that spell wears off?" asked Faith as they made their way to the surveillance room.

The spell in question was the one on her cell that everyone who walked passed it would see Faith on her bed reading a book or sleeping. Even those who see the cell via a camera will see it. An illusion spell that Wesley had been working on and seemed to work because no alarms had been set off by their little trick.

"Until I turn it off," said Wesley. "You don't need to whisper. I've concealed us from both sight and hearing. Touch though is a different story."

They searched through the prison and they found nothing out of the ordinary.

"Are we sure that vision is going to happen tonight?" asked Faith.

"It usually happens immediately after or at the same time that Cordelia sees it." said Wesley. "If it does occur in a day or so, the vision hints at it. Cordelia said that it would be tonight."

Faith thought for a moment. "There is one place I think they would go. Solitary confinement."

Wesley turned to her. "Please don't tell me…"

"Nope. Been on my good behavior." said Faith as she led the way. "But I've been hearing from some of the other prisoners that some people down there are suddenly being transferred without us noticing any buses coming in to pick them up."

"Their feeding then." concluded Wesley. "So they're not expecting you."

"And you as well." Faith suddenly stopped as they arrived in the closed area of the prison. "Can you teleport us through that?" Faith pointed through the heavy gate that separated the solitary confinement area from the rest of the prison.

Wesley offered her his hand and in a second they were past the gate.

"That is wicked," said Faith and Wesley grinned at her. "What else can you do?"

"All in good time, Faith," said Wesley motioning for her to lead the way.

"Still no fun, Wes," said Faith as she rolled her eyes and led the way. "How about sensing if there are people inside any of the cells?"

Wesley nodded and closed his eyes. He reached out with his magic and found that no one was in any of the eight cells surrounding the hall they were in.

"No one."

Faith eyed him in surprise. "It's supposed to be full."

"Is there any other place these prisoners might be?" asked Wesley.

"No," said Faith. "Well, I'm sure we would have noticed if they placed them all back to their cells and they would have done during daytime."

They continued to walk down the hall and found themselves in the prison's boiler room.

"I think things are about to get interesting," said Faith as she and Wesley made their way around the room and finally spotting the unconscious prisoners on the floor with four cops standing around them.

"Boss in yet?" asked one of them with the name tag Joe.

"No," said the one with the tag Henry. "But it's almost time. Let's see about getting the Slayer here."

"Can't believe we've had her here for almost two years and we didn't realize," said the one called Alvin.

"Boss had his suspicion but he only confirmed it when he saw that Watcher earlier," said Henry. "Boss wasn't always here whenever that Watcher came. We all just thought that Angelus had a soft spot for her, why he always visited. Joe, Bob see that we have our guest here before the boss arrives."

Faith turned to Wesley but he had only grabbed her arm and they were back in her cell.

"Sit on the bed and the spells cancels," said Wesley. Faith did so and laid on the bed and pretended to be asleep.

"What's the plan? Because I am certainly not going to let them drug me or knock me unconscious," grumbled Faith.

"Don't you trust me to save you?" teased Wesley and Faith just knew he was giving her a smug look. He was still invisible much to her annoyance.

"No, I just don't want to be fighting off a headache just as much as fighting off 5 vampires," fired back Faith.

"We need to save those prisoners," said Wesley. "Like it or not they are still human. Besides we can't have them turning any of those and have a swarm of vampires ruling this prison."

"So what's the plan?"

"Distraction."


"You should have let me kill one," said Faith as they ran down the hall, the two vampires chasing them.

As the two cops arrived in her cell, Wesley magically stopped all recordings of the security camera and sent a gush of wind towards the vampires making them show their true face. He, no longer invisible, grabbed Faith and ran.

"Distraction," said Wesley. "They need to think that you can't beat them."

"We," corrected Faith. "You do realize you're no longer invisible."

"Bugger," cursed Wesley. "Forgot about that."

Faith managed to give him an amused smile as they continued to run. "I guess still don't have a hang of that power of yours, Wes."

"Don't start," said Wesley. "I'm pretty sure Rupert's going to give me a lecture once I tell him."

"He teaching you then?" asked Faith.

"Can we continue this conversation when we don't have two vampires chasing us?" asked Wesley as they rounded a corner and saw that the two were hot on their tale.

"I don't see why we need to run in the first place," said Faith and that got Wesley's mind into action and he stopped and grabbed Faith's hand and she felt the surge of magic. "Concealment again?"

"Let them run around in circles," said Wesley.

They followed the two vampires for a couple of minutes before the two finally realized they lost their prey. They were about to start to search another hallway when their radio sounded.

"What is taking you so long?" a new voice asked, annoyed.

"Boss!" said Bob in surprise. "We…ahh the Watcher was with her. They slipped passed us."

"They what?!" hissed the leader of the group. "You idiots! Get back here before you screw things up!"

The two looked at one another in terror before running back to the boiler room. Wesley turned to Faith who had a worried look on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"If I'm not mistaken," began Faith. "That was the warden."

"What?" asked Wesley in surprise. "You sure?"

"Yeah," said Faith. "The other cops were talking about how the Warden was going to be reshuffling the guards and that most of his favorite men we're now going to be on the night shift. Warden has been given the all clear to be solely in charge of this prison."

"So it's not just about you then," said Wesley. "They confirming you're the Slayer actually put a hinder to his plans of turning this prison into his own little vampire army with a good supply of food. Vampire cops sucking the life out of prisoners who won't be missed by society and won't alarm any one."

"So he plans on turning some cops tonight," said Faith. "Why solitary confinement was full…because new vamps need to eat." Wesley nodded. "So, who wants to be bait?"


"What are we going to do about the Slayer?" asked Henry to the Warden as they secured the 8 unwilling cops to be part of their nightly squad.

"Maybe she'll escape and not be our problem anymore," said the Warden. "I don't need her messing up our plans."

"Of course you don't," came the smug voice and Faith stepped out into their line of site. "Now as much as I don't like those cops, you need to step away from them and surrender to your fate of becoming dust on the floor."

The vampires didn't need to be told what to do as the four attacked Faith who easily enough defended herself. The Warden on the other hand attacked the bound cops and started biting into their necks. But found himself being blown away to the opposite wall.

The Warden looked up to see the Watcher he had spotted earlier talking to the slayer.

"I would suggest accepting your demise," said the man but the vampire lunged forward and tackled the Watcher to the ground. The Warden knew that the man wasn't really a fighter but he was surprised to find that he was wrong.

The Watcher landed a good punch to his face and he found himself being pushed away again by a strong gust of wind. A yell brought him out of his thoughts to see the Slayer staking the last of his men.

"I thought you said you could handle him, Wes?" asked the Slayer as she made her way to them.

"He's being difficult," replied the Watcher. "Besides I thought you wanted him."

"Look," began the Warden. "I can shorten your sentence and make your stay here a bit more comfortable, ya' know."

"Who said I wanted that?" asked the Slayer. "I want to be in prison. I need to pay for my crimes. The real question is why are you making your little army of vampire cops?"

"Maybe because it's getting harder to feed," suggested the Watcher. "Here at least the food is delivered."

"You guys getting lazy," said the Slayer. "Well this will teach you."

The Warden made one final attempt to run but he didn't go far as the Slayer and Watcher was suddenly in front of him and a stake was driven through his heart.


The Watcher's Council had many contacts t which Wesley made use off from time to time. Now the contacts from the FBI managed to fix their paperwork and missing personnel problem with regards to the Warden and Wesley fixed the memories of the cops who were almost turned into vampires.

Faith had to admit it was nice seeing Wesley like this. Man in charge, not letting people push him aside like he was nothing. It was Wesley deserved. He had it in him to be a great leader and Faith was glad to be able to witness it.

They were currently on the roof of the prison, waiting for the sun to come up and Wesley was on his phone making final arrangements with the Council's contact.

"Guess that's it then?" asked Faith as Wesley ended his call.

"Everything has been taken care off," said Wesley. "They are asking if you wish to be released and I said that you didn't."

"Glad you accepted that Wes," said Faith. "But I did love playing Slayer-Watcher duo tonight. Maybe once I do get out, we could be the team the Council always wanted us to be."

Wesley smiled and nodded. "Although it won't be just the two of us," added Faith. "I'm sure the Council won't be too happy about that. A Slayer working for a Vampire and actually getting paid."

"I'm sure you'd love that fact," said Wesley with a smile.

"What?" asked Faith, feigning innocence. "Getting on the Council's nerves? Whatever made you think that, Wes?"

Wesley laughed and Faith found herself joining in as the sun rose to welcome the new day.