Wesley jumped off of the tree house and ran straight to fallen Faith, surprising the guys. Fortunately, Wesley had experience of wounds treating and bandages, needles and everyhing. That guy didn't go anywhere without his First Aid box!

Faith sobbed and bit her lip not to scream when Wesley lay her down and started working on her wound. First he needed to get the piece of metal out of her without hurting her more.

His hands were gentle and Faith looked into his eyes, begging him to help her silently.

She didn't wanna die now that she finally had Buffy and the life she always wanted. If this had happened a year ago, she would have just said: Oh whatever, hasta la vista, baby!

Now her life finally made sense. For the first time ever she loved someone and she wanted to stay with Buffy until it was her time to go and for other Slayer to take her place. This wasn't her time, though! She can't die such a lame death! She's a Slayer, her fate was to die in a glorious battle! She screamed when Wesley pulled the metal out of her and when she saw all that blood pour down her belly, Faith passed out.

Wesley was so nervous, but he did his best to remain calm and reasonable enough to save his Slayer. He wouldn't let her die. Those silly bastards ran off while Wesley was busy taking care of Faith, but he didn't give a damn about them, he suspected they would just disappear without a trace.

"Come on, Faithy, hold on. You're a strong girl."-Wesley didn't even realize he'd called her 'Faithy', but he realized he started caring for that little rebel Slayer and didn't want her to die.

When he started stitching her up, Faith opened her eyes slowly and winced in pain. Her forehead was covered in sweat and she looked pretty out of everything.

"Buffy..."-she called out, thinking it was Buffy looking down at her, not Wesley.

Buffy was running like a hurricane to get to the library. Heart was pounding in her chest, she was worried sick about Faith. The thought that she might be lying somewhere hurt and alone made her feel sick to her stomach.

She burst into Sunnydale High, almost running over a girl who just got out of the library. Well, miracles do happen every now and then, students sometimes pick up a book and read!

"Giles!"-Buffy yelled and Giles jumped a little, busy sorting out his beloved books.

"What's the matter, Buffy?"-he asked, watching her with a concerned expression on his face.

"It's Faith!"

"What about Faith?"-he asked, wondering how Buffy found out about Faith's mission. He decided to let her speak, it might have been something else entirely.

"I've just tortured and staked Drusilla and she had had a vision about Faith! She's hurt, Giles! I need to find her!"

Giles didn't even try to hide how surprised he was.

"You... staked Drusilla? Tortured her?"-he couldn't imagine Buffy torture anyone. It bothered him that she said it so casually like she just shared what she had for breakfast. He didn't like it at all. Buffy always managed to be pretty merciful while killing vampires and demons. She aimed for the heart and made it simple.

"YES! And you're totally missing the point! Faith is hurt! I need to find her! Call Willow, she can do one of those location spells! I don't care if Faith just bailed on me, if Drusilla is right and she's hurt, I need to be with her!"-Buffy was so upset, she kept hopping and walking around like she didn't know what to do first. She just couldn't stand still and Giles' calmness was driving her insane.

Giles wasn't calm at all, he just appeared to be. Drusilla's visions were pretty accurate and he feared she didn't say it just to get Buffy off of her back. He wished he could get in touch with Wesley, but he had no way of doing it and he realized he would have totell Buffy the truth. The truth would piss her off so much, but he had no choice. She would have to understand that this Faith's mission was too important and it had to be a secret.

"Giles, say something, for god's sake! I'm totally flipping here and you're acting like an Ice Man!"

"Buffy... sit down, please."

"I can't sit down! Just call Willow, I need her to do a location spell! Have you heard one word I've just said?!"

"We don't need a location spell... I know where Faith is..."-he said it, mumbling the last part and not looking into Buffy's eyes. She still heard him, though, and shock, anger and disappointent hit her so hard, she couldn't control herself.

The blonde Slayer, who loved Giles like he was her father, jumped on him, grabbed his throat, started into his eyes and yelled: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU KNOW WHERE SHE IS?! I'VE BEEN GOING CRAZY AND YOU JUST WATCHED ME LOSE IT! YEAH, SORRY, I FORGOT YOUR FREAKING JOB'S DESCRIPTION WAS TO W-A-T-C-H!"

She couldn't remember ever being so angry! Giles stared at her, not knowing what to say. He knew Buffy cared about Faith, but her reaction scared him, sent chills down his spine. Buffy had a remarkable self control, but it obviously shattered completely and he just couldn't form a word. He knew Buffy could easily snap his neck if he said anything wrong.

Like she suddenly realized what she was doing, Buffy abruptly let go of Giles' throat and said:

"Tell me where she is. If she dies, it'll be your fault and I swear to god I will make you pay."

Giles believed her. Her voice was so cold.

"Faith and Wesley are in El Salvador, getting rid of the box of Gavrok, which is necessary for Mayor's Ascension."

"Get me to El Salvador then! Now!"-Buffy yelled and punched the boxing sack a few times, so she wouldn't have to hurt her Watcher. She hit is so hard the box fell off of its hook and then she kicked it a few more times and growled:

"Don't just stare at me, Giles. Take me to Faith!"

"I'm afraid I can't do it, Buffy. Calm down, everything is gonna be ok. Faith is strong and even if she's hurt, Slayer healing will help her, and Wesley knows his job, he'll protect her..."

"Wesley will protect her?! That guy couldn't defend himself if a cow attacked him, never mind vampires or demons!"-Buffy snapped, feeling so broken suddenly. She trusted Giles and he worked behind her back like this.

Faith... why didn't you tell me?-Buffy thought and dialed Willow's number when she realized Giles was useless.

Willow had been hanging out with Oz in his apartment. She listened to him as he practiced his guitar for the next concert. He was so quiet and concentrated, but he looked really happy. Willow was probably the only person in the world who could read his emotions.

Buffy was frustrated when Willow's mom answered the phone, not Willow. She frowned when Mrs. Rosenberg called her 'Bunny', but she didn't bother correcting her. That woman would obviously never remember her name. She had Oz's number in her wallet, though and she called him.

A rush of relieve passed through her when she heard Willow's voice on the other side.

"Willow! I need you to cast a teleportation spell! I'm at the library with Giles and I need to get to El Salvador as soon as possible!"-Buffy's voice was so urgent, scared and angry, Willow didn't even know what to say at that moment. She'd never tried a teleportation spell and she didn't think it would work.

"Buffy, I've never..."

"Willow, please! We have to try! Faith is in trouble and she needs me! I'm waiting, please hurry up!"

"I'm on my way."-Willow said, explained Oz she had to go, grabbed her things and ran out. She needed to go to the Magic shop and get the ingridients.

Her best friend sounded so freaked out, there was no time to waste. Willow hurried as much as she could and ran to the library. Buffy was punching the boxing sack with such energy and fury Willow sound actually feel Buffy's energy. It was so powerful. She wished she had such power, her spells would always work and she would be probably the best witch in the world. Of course, a good witch. Willow didn't even think about doing something to harm anyone.

"Oh here you are. Thanks, Wills. Do you need any help?"

Willow started pouring some magic powder all over the floor. She formed a circle and said:

"Sit down in the middle, Buff."

Buffy listened, closed her eyes and prayed to PTB to help her get to Faith.

Willow formed five candles in a pentagram shape, lit them, sat down, took her book and started reading an incantation.

Giles wasn't happy to see what was happening, he didn't think Willow was ready to cast such a powerful spell, but he sure wasn't gonna interfere, Buffy looked like she would kill anyone who dared to get in her way.

Buffy didn't feel any different while Willow was repeating something that sounded like Italian. Buffy thought it was probably Latin, and wish it was Pig Latin, maybe in that case she'd understand what on earth her best friend was babbling about.

She was worried that the lack of any weirdness in the room meant that Willow's spell wouldn't work, but she kept her eyes closed tightly and waited for a miracle to happen.

It sounded like Willow's voice came from very far away when she exclaimed something and then suddenly Buffy felt air in her hair and like her being was being ripped apart. She screamed as she was sucked into a whirl of wind and dust. It was so noisy and Buffy screamed, still feeling like she was floating in space.

Suddenly the wind stopped and Buffy hit the ground so hard she needed a moment to lift her head up.

Sickness came over her and she threw up before she managed to even look around herself.