-1I opened my eyes. My vision was blurred and my senses foggy. I had no idea where I was. I rolled over on the rough concrete, noticing that I was stark nude. Great, just what I needed. No idea where, or when I am with no clothes. I stood as my vision cleared. It was middle of the night and I was in the location I died. Some alleyway in Sunnydale behind some old warehouses. Perhaps I could find some ratty old clothes in the dumpsters and make my way to a slayers house. If they were still alive. I didn't have a clue if they were still alive or if Kakistos got them. All I did know was that Angel was back. The powers that be, swapped us out. I would have to thank them later, for their kind warning of planning my death along with the swap.
I rummaged around in the garbage and found some ripped pants which still held together enough to wear and an stuff jacket to where. I dressed quickly and hit the streets. No took a second glance at me. Obviously they were used to someone half dressed and looking like they just got out of hell, walking down the street. I easily found the school which laid in runes. It was about to be rebuilt, after a massive explosion claimed its halls. I felt the vibration of something powerful and evil that had been here. Perhaps that's what blew up.
Hopefully Giles was still alive and in town. I headed to the last address I had memorized and luckily the lights were on. Someone lived there. I knocked on the door and waited only a few moments. The door cracked open and a British voice greeted me, "Yes, can I help you?"
"Giles correct? My name is Silver and I'm…well this is hard to explain." I started. He opened his door wider holding an axe. This was obviously him, "I just got back from hell. Kakistos captured me to track Faith, when I got free he killed me. For some reason the Powers-that-be brought me back and now I'm just looking for Faith. Did she survive?" I asked hoping to whatever god there was that she was alive and well.
"Silver, from the watchers council?" he asked. I nodded and he held the door open for me to come in. If I had been full vampire I would have needed an invitation, being that I wasn't I walked in. His house was actually cozy, considering a stuffy british guy decorated it. "Take a seat; I'll get you some clothes." He said disappearing down the hallway into a room in the back. I took a seat on his couch and looked around. You'd never know a watcher lived here, but defiantly a librarian. He returned only a moment later with a pair of dark jeans and a dark sweater. "Don't really wear these much, they should fit." He said handing them to me.
"Thanks." I replied still sitting. He sat across from me and just looked me over. This man wasn't like a normal watcher. "Still with the council?" I asked. He shook his head no, removing his glasses and wiping them off with his handkerchief. "What happened?" I asked.
"I interfered with Buffy's test. I got fired and they brought in Wesley, who also took care of Faith as well." He said gathering my attention. Obviously Faith and Buffy survived Kakistos. He noticed my sudden interest. "Faith killed Kakistos the night he hunted her down. However she was never the same I believe than how she was before she came to Sunnydale. Buffy never really told me any details, just that she lost some loved ones and it affected her deep down. We never really reached out to her, except for Angel. He almost saved her." He said stopping himself. Obviously he'd said too much but I wanted all the details.
"Giles, what happened?" I asked pressing for further information. Finally he continued realizing I wasn't giving up, that I can go awhile without blinking. Freaks out a few people when you just stare and not blink.
"Faith turned to the dark side to say the least. She joined up with the mayor, who was as evil as they come; she shot Angel with a poison arrow causing Buffy to go after her. She's now in a coma." He said rather rushed and quiet. Luckily I had extremely good hearing.
"In a coma?" My heart stopped. Not to mention when she turned evil although I couldn't judge her on that. I had my moments in the past. "Where is she?" I asked. He kindly wrote down the directions for me.
"Silver you and I don't work for the council anymore. However there are those out there fighting good that would be considered evil creatures by the council. Perhaps you wouldn't mind giving someone a hand down in L.A.?" He asked handing me the directions to Faith's hospital and to a building in L.A.
"Sure thing. However if you need me to stay here and help Buffy, I will." I asked. He shook his head no.
"We have more then enough help here. However I have a feeling you'll be staying at that place. I can always get in touch with you if we could use some assistance." He said I nodded and stood. I needed to see Faith. He stood as well and led me to the door. "I'm sorry about Faith. I'm sure you two were close. I have hope that she'll wake up and with help be back on the road in the right direction." He said as I exited his home.
"I hope so as well. If she wakes up call me or if there are any changes." I said. He nodded closing his door after wishing me luck. I changed quickly in the corner where no one could see me. His clothes fit tightly but I didn't mind, after all I was fully clothed now.
I quickly made my way to the hospital. It was one of those mental hospitals with off-white walls and a stale smell. I signed in and was led by a nurse down a few hallways, until finally we reached a room in the far back of the building. Faith's chart was in the slat on the door window. The nurse unlocked the door and led me inside.
My insides curled at her sight. Her skin was pale, her hair a mess. She lay in a white gown, with white sheets which didn't help for her paleness. Her eyes were closed in peaceful sleep but no one knew just how peaceful her dreams were at the moment. I sat in the chair beside her.
"Hey Faith. I hope you can hear me. Mainly so you know I'm alive and waiting for you to wake up so we can be together. I miss you." I sat in quiet for a moment listening to the constant beep of the machine attached to her. "I was the hound dog that hunted you down. Wasn't hard with all the guys you slept with. I'm not mad, or upset. I've had a lot of time to think about it. Spending a few centuries in hell will do that for someone like me. I uh…heard about your adventures here in Sunnydale. Don't worry we can work through them. I love you."
I sat there for the longest time until the nurse came and got me. Told me that visiting hours was over and that I could come back the next day at noon. I wouldn't be coming back for awhile. Someone in L.A. needed my help according to Giles. "Faith, I'll still be around watching over you. I love you." I kissed her forehead before being lead out of the building.
I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. I memorized the other address and tossed the sheet of paper. I walked aimlessly around town until I found the bus station. I managed to sneak my way onto a bus heading for L.A. In a few hours Giles friend was going to have a new buddy. Hopefully they wouldn't be as stuffy as Samantha, bless her soul, she was hard to live with though.
Hours later the bus came to its final stop. I quickly got off and found my way downtown. Perhaps someone would know where to point me. Of course it was middle of the night and only monsters or those with death wishes were walking the street. I asked two people for directions only to end up staking them as they tried to bite me.
I sighed in frustration until I happened to lean against the building. I laughed as I headed inside, my luck to take a break right where I need to. To think I was going to push myself another block. I rode the elevator to the designated floor. The doors dinged opened and I stepped out. The floor was an office area. A small waiting room with a secretary's desk. Some brunette sat behind the desk typing up something while leather-clad gentleman sat on the couch.
"Can we help you?" He asked in a British accent. These guys were everywhere, what was Britain not big enough for all the stuffy old guys? I looked around and shrugged.
"Giles sent me, saying you might be of use of me." I said causing them look up at me.
"Did anything happen to Buffy?" The British leather guy asked. Until it hit me. Giles said a new watcher came to town but left after the high school blew up.
"No. I presume your Wesley? You run this joint?" I asked. A figure stepped out of the back office and I stood in shock.
"No I do." Angel said looking over his new visitor. "Looking good Silver. Giles was right, we could use your help."
I smiled at my luck. Angel and I went way back. I thought him how to fight so he could help out the slayer who I guess turned out to be Buffy, heard that went well. "Angel, looking good as always." I said giving him a hug and receiving one in return. Of course his employees looked at us like we had grown four fangs or something. I laughed and took a look at his place.
"Silver though me everything I know." Angel said causing Wesley's brain to work in overload.
"Oh my, it's the Silver. We have been blessed." Wesley said leaving only Cordilea in the blue.
Angel joined me and offered me the tour. I was impressed with the get-up downstairs. He told me that the upper floor was free to rent, that I could possibly move in up there. I considered it; it would be conveniently located for work and I'd be nearby to hear if some news came in about Faith. I'd talk to the owner in the morning.
So for now I'm working with Angel Investigations and living right above. There was never a slow night especially with Wolfman & Hart running the streets. Giles was right, my services were needed her. The city of angels.
Authors Note: Sorry for the delay in an update and forgive the spelling and grammar error. The delay is mostly because of my other ongoing stories which have hit it off. I've been so busy getting them updated I haven't had the chance to add the next chapter to this one. However I will work it in.
Next Chapter: Faith wakes up but Silver's not around to help her. She goes to L.A. and attacks Angel only later to turn herself in right as Silver get's back.
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