A/N: I'm feeling torn between 'What goes up' and this one. They both are fun to write but i start getting mixed up if i try writing two at once hehe. Oh well. I'll try to get a few more updates in this week, after this week i probably won't update for about 2 or 3 months cause i won't have a computer at my disposal. Just giving a quick heads up

Rating: T

Disclaimer: Don't own it.

The apartment door banged open loudly. A gruff looking man with messy black hair and hard green eyes lumbered in, a large duffle bag hoisted over his shoulder. He was followed by a short, lanky, blonde-haired woman who dragged with her by his hand, a young dark-haired boy, no older then 7 or 8. The man heaved the bag onto a nearby table and lit up a cigarette. He unzipped the bag and dumped out its contents. Large stacks of Money and bags of coke scattered all over the end table.

"That was too fucking close Renee. We aren't brinin with the boy next time. Fuckin got it?"

"It wasn't his goddamn fault Collin. Stop fucking swearing in front of the kids!"

The boy wordlessly crept away from his arguing parents and into the living room, wanting to avoid the increasingly heated shouts. He knelt down and smiled at the 3-year-old sitting on the floor.

"Hey. What are you up too?" The child looked at him and smiled, giggling.

"Nicky! Nicky!" The child clapped happily. Nic smiled at the kid and picked her up.

"Come on little sis, lets get you cleaned up."

Chapter 4

Faith tore at her shackle angrily, to the point were the skin on her ankle was pink and raw.

'FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK!' She leaned back angrily slamming her fist on the ground. Floor was still out cold, Faith checked her every few minutes, to making sure the young slayer was still breathing. "Floor, don't you fucking die on me." Faith would mumble every now and then. The unconscious slayer mumbled a few incoherent words and began to shake.

"Shit." Faith cursed, nudging closer to her friend. The dark slayer slid her denim jacket off and draped it over the shivering girl. Floor jerked slightly at the sudden contact, causing a small object to fall out of one of the jacket pockets, the metal clanged loudly as it hit the ground. Faith's brass knuckles. The slayer quickly grabbed her gift from Buffy and gave a half-smile. She lovingly ran her fingers over the cool metal, re-reading the inscription on the handle. Faith continued to run different plans through her mind before one random thought stuck out above all others. Buffy's voice rang in her head.

"They are made of a magically enforced metal."

"The only thing that can scratch a diamond….is another diamond." Faith mumbled under her breathe

'Wonder what else that applies to…'

Elsewhere…

Livy walked at a brisk pace through one of the parks Floor usually hung around, she absently fiddled with a stake in her pocket.

'Something is wrong…something is very wrong…I don't know how I know…but I can feel it.' Liv found a park bench and sat down, burying her face in her hands. Seconds later her body shook violently as she muffled a sob.

"No…I can't be like this….I've got to stay strong….It's probably nothing. I-I bet she's just patrolling more. She loves to fight….this-this feeling is probably just….me being a pessimist. Yes-yes that's it." Liv wiped away at her eyes and gave a confident nod to herself. The slayer got to her feet and began walking again, with long confident strides.

'I can do this… just…act normal…if I see her…' Liv kept walking lost in thought, not paying attention to were she stepped. Without warning, the small slayers foot was caught by an object, catapulting Liv to the pavement in a sickening thud.

"Oof-….ow…damn" The brunette muttered, bringing her now skinned knee to her chest. She looked over at the object that tripped her and gasped. No amount of training, or slaying could deaden the shock of what lay before her. A man laying facedown in the middle of the sidewalk. Livy scrambled to her feet in horror and stared down at the pale lifeless body.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no." Livy kneeled down and gently nudged him. "Um..Sir…Sir are you ok?"

'Who am I kidding? He's dead Liv.' The slayer scolded herself.Liv took hold of the man's shoulder and turned him over.

"OH….Oh my god!"

Livy reached into her pocket grasping her cell phone. She quickly dialed the first number that came to mind. The brunette got back to her feet and waited for someone to answer. After only 3 rings, a groggy voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Buffy...I-I-I need you to get down to A-Augustine park…I-I f-found a-a body." Liv's frantic voice woke Buffy up instantaneously.

"Liv….you need to call the police-"

"No…I-I can't Buffy! A-a d-demon did this! Please….just get down here! B-bring Faith with you!" Livy heard Buffy sit up.

"Liv….how do you know a demon did it?" Liv took a deep, shaky breathe.

"Buffy….h-his eyes….th-theres not any. His eyes ar-are gone."

"Like….ritualistically taken out?" Liv sighed heavily, bringing a hand to her forehead. Tears started to leak out of the brunettes closed eyes.

"N-no….th-they just aren't there……were his eyes should b-be….th-theres j-just skin. An-and there's a b-burn mark…o-on his forehead…it's a symbol….I've seen it before."

There was silence on the other line. Liv thought the older slayer had hung up for a moment before Buffy replied.

"I'll be right there. Be careful till we get there Liv." The line went dead.

Liv back away from the corpse, a good couple feet before collapsing to her knees. Tears leaked out of the young slayers eyes continuously.

Back to Buffy and 'Faith'…

The slayer quickly threw on her jeans, a sweater, and boots. She holstered a few stakes to the side of her leg as well as a combat knife.

"Faith! We need to get down to the park now! Liv found a body!...Faith?!" Buffy hurried into their living room to find it empty, the TV still blaring.

"Faith?" Buffy called again. She made her way to the kitchen…finding it empty as well.

"Looking for me?" Buffy turned around, crying out slightly. Faith stood behind her, the brunette's oddly light eyes gleaming at the blonde slayer.

"Shit! Faith you scared the hell out of me! Where were you?" The dark slayer shrugged and smirked.

"Around. You need to relax a little Buffy….being so uptight can put strain on ones soul." Faith's eyes gleamed a little brighter, amusement showing behind them. Buffy shook herself out a little and sighed.

'She is acting so weird.' "Yeah…ok. Come on Faith….Liv found a body in the park…she says it's the work of a demon."

Buffy saw, what looked like annoyance flash in her girlfriend's eyes.

"A body? Wow….thats….horrible. Was Floor with her, when she found it?"

Buffy shook her head. "No she's still out somewhere. Livy was looking for her. Now come on lets go!." Faith shook her head. "No…I should go find Floor. She might be able to assist us. You go on ahead Buffy. I'll meet you there." Faith gave Buffy a grin and a gentle nudge. Buffy stared at Faith for a few more moments, before shaking her head.

"Alright. Yeah…Liv will feel better if you find Floor. I'll see you there." Buffy leaned up and pecked Faith on the lips. The brunette gave a forced smile and nudged the blonde out the door. 'Faith' shuddered when the door was closed and blinked out of sight.

Back to the real Faith and Floor…

Look-alike Faith blinked into the crypt, scaring the shit out of real Faith.

"Mr. Mimic! A Word please." The Floor imposter shimmered into the room, next to her partner. Both demons ignored Faith as if she didn't exist.

"Yes, Mr.Swan?" The Floor look-alike asked politely, leaning against a nearby wall.

The Faith look-alike growled angrily casting a glare towards Faith and Floor, before looking back at 'Floor'. "These two have companions….who are quite…troublesome."

"What do you propose we do, Mr. Swan?" The Faith look-alike looked in deep thought for a moment before flashing a grin at the real Floor, who was currently shaking under Faith's jacket.

"We hit them were it hurts most. Their fragile human hearts." The Faith look-alike motioned at her partner to approach the unconscious slayer. Faith, who had been silent through the whole interaction, due to exhaustion, leaped to her feet.

"Don't you dare touch her." Faith growled blocking her friend. The Floor look-alike just smiled a toothy grin, before kneeing Faith in the gut, sending the brunette back to the floor. 'Floor' approached the dieing slayer and swiftly kicked the girl's unconscious body. The look-alike's eye slammed shut as the information flowed into her. The demon shuddered in delight.

"Looks like someone's in love." 'Floor' cackled in delight and turned to Faith's look-alike.

"Don't worry old friend. I'll handle mine….if you handle yours." Both nodded to each other yet again blinking out of sight. Faith quickly scrambled over to Floor and checked her pulse, it was faint, but the dark slayer felt the light 'thump thump thump' of the younger slayers heartbeat. When Faith was sure Floor was ok, she turned back to her shackle, sliding her brass knuckles onto her hand.

'I'm coming B…don't believe them baby…please see what they are.'

Faith mercilessly punched at the shackle, like she had been doing for the past hour. With one last angry swing, the shackle clattered to the ground. Faith grabbed at her ankle rubbing the raw skin.

'one down...'

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