Faith, Zada, Taryn and Halliwells
Zada stood outside Faith's house. She shifted into Zac's form and knocked on the door. Faith opened it and saw her standing there. Well, him.
"Hi again, that was quick."
Again? Damn. Oh well. "Hey. Can I come in? We need to talk."
Faith stepped back and Zada walked in. "Look, you know when I was with Zada... she came to see me this morning."
Faith nodded.
"And... she's pregnant. With my kid. And I'm..."
Faith's eyes narrowed. "And you're what? You're what, Zac?"
"I'm going to support her."
"You're... get out. Just get the hell out."
Zada left, and as soon as she was outside, she shifted back into her form and ran home, laughing the whole way. Well, Zac and Faith were over now. Excellent.
***
Faith stormed into the kitchen and pulled out some vodka from the cupboard. She unscrewed the cap and drank half the bottle in two swigs. She took another swig and then it hit her. Whoa, drunkeness.
Faith marched over to the phone which she'd plugged back in again and dialled Zac's number and got his voicemail.
"Zac, you know what? I can't believe that I thought I loved you, after what you did, I just... you know what, I don't care. Go off and have Zada's child, support it, whatever, I don't care anymore." Faith hung up and grabbed her head in pain, then sat up again. That annoying little voice was gone now. She was back.
Faith went into her room, pulled out some leather pants and a gothic style singlet. She grabbed her knife and headed over to P3. Outside, she spotted Taryn. She strode over.
"Stalker girl. How you doing these days? Feel like a walk?"
Taryn backed away. "No-no, I..."
"Tough." Faith grabbed her arm and pulled her round the back. She shoved Taryn against the wall and sliced her cheek with her knife. She was about to do some more damage when she felt arms pulling her away. She looked up. Cops.
"Hey there, I was wondering how long it would take you boys to find me. You're slowing down."
"Come with us please."
"Um... no. How about... we go inside, you buy me a drink and we see where the night takes us?"
"No." Two of the cops grabbed her arms and held her while the other smacked her with his baton. She struggled out of their grasp.
"I tell you this, I am not going back to jail." Faith started to leave when a cop threw her back. "Oh we wanna play it this way, do we?"
Faith kicked one away from her and stuck her knife into another's chest. He fell to the ground with a groan. Faith grinned as she plunged her knife into the other, before turning, fighting with the last one for a bit, then slitting his throat. She turned back to Taryn who was crying and holding her cheek.
"Didn't run... must have a deathwish." Faith advanced on her as the backdoor of P3 opened and Piper, Paige and Phoebe came out. Phoebe ran over and kicked the knife out of Faith's hands. Faith turned on Phoebe and kicked her in the stomach. Phoebe coughed and punched blindly. Faith blocked the punch, twisted Phoebe's arm and threw her down. Piper exploded the box next to Faith.
"Faith, what is the matter with you? Are you ok?"
"Five by five." Faith grinned evilly and backed away. "See ya round."