False Accusations
Faith slammed down the phone in annoyance. The council was just not taking her seriously. Faith thought resentfully how Buffy was most likely loving her apparent failure on the good team. Faith knew that Buffy had always seen her as a threat, especially when the potentials had chosen her as their leader over Buffy. Yeah, that had really gotten to B. Unfortunately, she had gone and fucked that thing up and it looked like this was going in the same direction, what with Bree and the other nosy neighbours getting in the way. Putting aside any negative feelings, Faith concentrated on the task at hand - try to patrol without being watched.
Faith, once again, waited until every light was out before waiting yet another hour. Once she was absolutely sure that everyone must be asleep, clad in her usual black leather with her stake hidden this time, Faith snuck out of her house. Little did she know that a certain red head had been waiting up for this very moment.
Bree was not used to this kind of detective work and she had to admit it was very unladylike for her to be tiptoeing in the shadows, a gun tucked away in her coat, following a new neighbour in the middle of the night. It was so out of character, it was almost laughable and yet still Bree followed Faith. For the life of her, Bree had no idea where this unusual girl was taking her and she was glad to have remembered the gun. Unfortunately for Bree, she was unaware that she was dealing with a slayer. In what seemed a blink of an eye, Faith had vanished out of sight. Bree sighed and, after searching around a little, made her way home. There would be other nights.
The whole of Wisteria Lane was woken to a horrible sound. A woman's shrill scream pierced the peaceful morning air and, as the nosy neighbours they were, the residents of Wisteria Lane hurried out of their houses in dressing gowns and pyjamas to find out what all the commotion was about. There they found an ambulance and men carrying a woman on a stretcher. She was covered by a blanket, which meant that there was a dead body in Wisteria Lane. Mrs. Peters who lived next to Lynette Scavo was in hysterics, tears streaming down her face. The neighbours soon found out that Mrs. Peters had found Ida Greenberg lying face down in her bushes when she went to collect her newspaper. She was stone cold and Mrs. Peters assumed it was murder due to the bloody gash on her neck.
Faith observed the entire scene from her window and she cursed under her breath. After realising she was being followed, Faith had had to take a detour and go back home, leaving the vamps to roam free. They had obviously made a nice snack of Ida Greenberg and Faith felt guilt wash over her. She quickly pushed this aside. It was a fact that she couldn't save everybody. It was a shame that someone as nice and innocent as Ida had to take the fall for her mistake of not being careful enough though. As she observed the scene, Faith's eyes suddenly met a pair that were staring at her through the window. Bree stood there motionless, her eyes boring into Faith's as she came to a horribly false conclusion: Faith was somehow responsible for Ida's murder. Okay, so maybe not horribly false...