Fourteen: Evil

Author's Note- So Faith is now in Angel's town. This could get interesting...

Wolfram and Hart. Evil at it's core. If you wanted a demon assassin, a dark witch or just an evil lawyer to make sure you get away with murder (literally), then this was the place you went to and all they really asked of you at the end of the day was what any corporate law firm wants, your money and if you want more, then they'll up the price by taking your soul and why not? All of their employees have sold their's.

Lilah Morgan was such an employee but she was good at what she did and she was twice as ruthless as any of the men in this building, apart from the one exception that was Lindsey McDonald.

They often worked together on cases as their competiveness kept each other on their toes.

It made them work harder to out-do each other but now they found themselves on the same page along with another colleague, Lee Mercer.

Lilah had a case file on a well known rogue slayer.

Lindsey knew about it but Lee wanted in on it too.

"Let me handle it, Lilah. I think I could get her on our side."

"And I couldn't? Look, Lee, normally I'd agree to letting you take over but this is a rogue slayer we're talking about here. It takes certain...finesse and you just...oh what's the phrase I'm looking for?...you just don't have it. At all."

Lee sneered at her.

"What makes you think she'll even listen to you?"

Lilah grinned, a perfect eyebrow arching.

"Because I have a way with words that you severely lack, Lee."

Lilah flipped open her phone and called ahead.

"Bring the car around. We're going to a club."...

The guy she was dancing with had a girlfriend and she wasn't happy about being pushed aside.

Faith didn't care as she draped her arms around the guy's neck.

The girl had disappeared, clearly deciding that her boyfriend or whatever he was, was wasting her time.

"I'm Josh." He called over the pounding music.

Faith frowned slightly.

"Yeah, I don't care."

The guy wasn't put off at all. Well it was that or he just didn't hear her.

"What's your name?"

"It won't matter in the morning, will it?"

The guy grinned and shut up as he continued to dance with her.

A woman moved through the crowd and tapped Faith on the shoulder.

"Excuse me?"

Faith rolled her eyes and turned around, expecting to see this guy's girlfriend come back to mouth off at her but instead, it was a woman in a dress suit.

She looked smart, confident...and after something.

"What do you want?" Faith asked, still dancing with the guy but she was turned so that she could properly face the other woman.

"I wondered if we could go someplace more private?"

Faith blinked and then grinned.

"You're forward. I like that."

The woman looked down shyly but Faith had a strange feeling that this was all an act.

"So will you come with me?"

Faith looked at the woman and then glanced up at the guy.

"Yeah, sure. Lead the way."

She stepped away from him and he grabbed her wrist.

"Hey, I thought we-"

Faith elbowed him the face and he was instantly out cold and laying on the floor.

Faith followed the other woman out of the club and into an alley.

"I don't normally leave a club just cause' someone says 'excuse me' but for you? I just had to make an exception." Faith said with a slight grin.

"I think you misread the situation." Lilah said.

Faith frowned.

"I was grinding with a guy, you came up and asked if we could go somewhere more private? To do what exactly? Chat about how shitty the weather's been?"

Lilah licked her lips. She was nervous now.

"Faith, we-"

"I didn't tell you my name." She said suddenly.

"We know who you are." Lilah told her.

"Whose 'we'?"

"I work for a law firm called Wolfram and Hart. We wanted to hire you for your...special skills."

Faith glared at her.

"Never heard of you."

Lilah found herself backed up against the wall and panic set in but she did her best to keep her voice even.

"I'm Lilah Morgan. We know who you are and we know what you do and even though it seems like most of the world has given up on you, we haven't. We believe you could really make a difference."

"A difference to what? The world? Cause' trust me, Lilah, been there, done that, didn't work out."

"We know. Some blonde girl stole your spotlight."

Holy shit, they knew everything!

"We can help you start again."

"And do what exactly?"

"We could give you enough money to get your own place, go to another country. You'd never have to work again, you'd never be hunted again. Just come with me and we'll explain everything."

Faith looked her up and down.

Another chance. With enough money to do it too. How could she say no?

A limo pulled up and Faith grinned, this bitch had money.

She went over and opened the door, holding it for Faith.

"So, what do you say?"

Faith nodded.

"I'll hear what you have to say."

Lilah smiled triumphantly as Faith climbed inside but before she got all the way in, she stopped, remembering why she had thought that Lilah had pulled her from the club in the first place.

"One thing..."

Lilah's smile slipped, as she was well aware that this slayer was unpredictable.

"Sure."

"I'm not getting you off in this thing."

Liah rolled her eyes.

"That's not what I asked you out here for."

"I know...just wanted to set the boundaries." Faith said, looking her up and down, wary but confident that Lilah wasn't a complete threat.

She was still only a human with no abilities that Faith could sense.

Wolfram and Hart really was a big deal.

Faith looked around at all the people who gave her strange looks as she walked through the clean cut offices and lobbies with the professional receptionists and business workers.

God, she couldn't work here. This place would drive her crazy.

Lilah gestured to an office when they stepped off the elevator and Faith walked in. She stopped when she saw that there were two other men in the room; both of them had that sly smile on their faces and Faith's fists curled at her sides.

The one sitting behind the desk stayed seated while the other one who had been leaning against the massive desk, walked towards her.

"Faith, glad you could come. My name is Lee and I am part of the team that hired you." He said with a smile but it didn't look friendly or warm; it looked forced.

Faith sneered at him.

"I haven't accepted anything yet."

Lilah smirked as she stood behind the slayer.

"Faith, as you know, this is Lee, and behind the desk is Lindsey."

Faith only nodded but she realised that she was starting to look a little unsure so she started walking around the office, picking up different things and examining them.

"So, what did you wanna hire me for?"

Lilah blinked, Straight to the point.

Lindsey spoke up then.

"We're well aware of your past, Faith. You've killed before-"

Flashes of a stake-her stake- plunging into that human's chest rushed through her brain and she fought to push it back. Like she did every single goddamn day.

"Yeah. So what?" She snapped instead, folding her arms.

"We need someone taken care of and we thought given your history, you would be the perfect candidate."

Faith shrugged.

"Who is it?"

Lindsey scratched the bridge of his nose before he stood and walked around the desk to stand in front of it but far enough away from Faith.

He knew her reputation for losing her temper almost too easily.

"It's a vampire but there's a slight difference."

Faith waited but she was getting annoyed with them, they were taking far too long to reveal their target and she was close to walking...or she would have been had Lilah not mentioned how much money she'd get out of this.

"He's strong, fast, clever-"

"Yeah, yeah, all vampires are, so who is it? I'm getting bored."

Lee stepped forward, taking the lead while Lindsey and Lilah shared a smirk.

"His name is Angel."

Faith's lips parted in shock and suddenly, her whole priorities shifted.

She'd come here because she'd been promised something but now she knew who it was, she found herself wanting something completely different and suddenly, she couldn't wait to get started.

"Now he might be a little tricky, he's-"

"I'll do it." She said, cutting Lee off mid sentence.

They all stared at her before Lilah grinned and stepped forward.

"That's great. Not everyone wants to take Angel on. They're afraid of him, I think."

"Well I'm not." Faith told her.

"That's good."

Lee took over again and Lilah rolled her eyes.

"Now you have to remember something here, Faith. We have brought you in. We have hired you. So if you mess up, who do you think is going to look bad here?"

"I'm guessing that would be you." Faith replied.

Lee nodded.

"And if you make me look bad, I'm not gonna be happy. Do you understand?"

Faith licked her lips and frowned as though she was thinking it over before she came forward and grabbed the front of Lee's shirt.

"I understand, Lee. But do you wanna know something?"

He swallowed as she held him there, close to her face.

"I don't really give a shit how I make you look. I said I'll kill Angel and I'm gonna but I don't want you gettin' in my way with all this crap about what I can and can't do. Now, do you understand me?"

He nodded but his arrogance threatened to be his undoing.

"I...we, just want to make sure that we've made the right choice with you."

Faith nodded like she understood and then grinned, showing perfect white teeth.

"Perhaps you would like a demonstration." She whispered, before head butting him and then throwing him against the glass shelves, shattering them beneath his weight.

Lilah and Lindsey only watched as Faith went over to Lee, standing above him as he looked up at her with fear in his eyes.

"Alright! I'm convinced!"

Faith shook her head.

"No. I feel I really need to show you what you're payin' for."

Then she proceeded to kick and punch him until he became unconcious...