A.N. Short chapter I'm sorry, but hey it's something. Oh and I finally figured out what season of Smallville I'll be setting this in. It'll be the end of S4 when she arrives into Smallville and then go into S5.

Chapter 4

It took only ten minutes for her to make it passed Caleb and his woman-hating comments. She saw an opening in the floor and literally slid into the hole. Buffy tucked and rolled down a couple stairs before righting her body. The "room" was an underground cave, she couldn't see or feel anyone was in the cave with her but she felt power.

In a matter of moments she had the object of familiarity in her hands, much to her enemies displeasure. This was hers; Caleb was right on that matter. When she heard him speak to something beside him, Buffy could swear she heard the answering response. Faith and the other Potentials were in trouble.

She only had a split second to decide what to do, as she ran passed Caleb she cleanly sliced off his head with her new toy. Behind her she heard his body fall hard to the ground, the cave began to rumble but she didn't stop running, she had to get to the others.

Buffy felt her connection to Faith flare to life; she was a couple miles from here. Quickly she pumped her legs hurrying to where her sister Slayer was. An evil giggle sounded in her ear, 'Faith go boom'. Over and over again that sentence played in head. It only fueled her fire and made her run faster than she could ever remember doing.

Once she was close to where she felt Faith she could hear the screams from below, spotting an open hole she didn't stop to consider the consequences of jumping down she just leapt hoping there weren't hundreds of Turok-Han waiting for her.

Scared Potentials huddled in a group attempting to hold their own against four Uber vamps. "Hey!" That was all it took for them to begin an attack on her. With ease and precision she disposed of the now easy to kill Uber's. The weapon certainly came in handy in a situation like the one she faced.

"Get the wounded we're leaving." She'd get them to the house, than they were on their own. She took care of Caleb, which means the First shouldn't have a vessel to use anymore. In theory she supposed that were correct, but with evil, especially the First, she could bet It had a back up plan.

Buffy grabbed Faith and swung her up over her shoulder. She glanced at her watch as she jumped up out of the underground armory; the jet Lex sent should be arriving at the airport soon. If everything went according to plan she'd be able to drop off the injured, make sure Faith was inside safely, get to the Mansion, grab her stuff, say a quick heartfelt see ya later to Spike and Doyle and head to the airport.

The trip thankfully didn't take too long and was relatively quiet. There had been a howl but nothing that screamed danger to her senses. Once the group of scared girls, an unconscious Slayer and Buffy reached the familiar house on Revello Drive she eased Faith from around her shoulders.

"Kennedy take Faith inside." She didn't wait for the mouthy Potential to agree before she handed Faith gently to her. One by one she watched as the girls limped and dragged themselves into the house, Kennedy who took up the rear was the last to enter. When she turned to question Buffy the blond Slayer was gone.

Fifteen minutes later Buffy walked into the Mansion, Spike and Doyle were up; their sleeping bags folded up on the couch. "How long have you two been awake?"

"Since you left." Spike told her. "See you were successful. Are you alright?"

"I'm ok. Took care of Caleb, he certainly won't be bothering anyone again."

Doyle unable to contain his joy at having her back safe and sound he came up and hugged her tightly. It was then he smelled her clothes. "Why do you smell like smoke lass?"

"Ran into a small problem. Faith took some of the girls and it was a trap. Uber vamps were there, she got injured and wasn't awake when I got there. Took care of the Turok-Han, led the others back to my place and left before they realized I was going in." As painful has it was to leave them like that if she wanted to save what was left of her heart she had to.

Neither Doyle nor Spike asked how she knew where the others were, they understood enough about her abilities and her as a person to know she probably felt something. The phone in her back pocket rang, "Hello?"

A very stiff and professional voice sounded through the phone. "Ms. Summers? This is Ryan, Mr. Luthor's pilot, the jet is ready for you."

"Thank you. I should be at the airport in ten minutes." A great thing about a small town was that everything was close.

"Very well Ms. Summers, see you then." Both hung up.

With a sigh she turned to her two best friends. "That's my ride." She swallowed hard, it saddened her to be leaving but at the same time she couldn't say it didn't feel good. A weight had been lifted and she relished relaxing for as long as she could. Knowing her life though it wouldn't be all that long of a 'vacation'.

After a few minutes of heartfelt good-byes and promises to call when she got there and regularly after that she left with the two bags she left the house with. It took seven minutes exactly to run from the Mansion to the airport and another ten minutes before the jet took off toward Smallville.

Any doubts she had about this not being a good idea flew out the window as plane ascended. This was right for her and that was all that mattered in that moment.

TBC