"Night off," Buffy said by way of greeting, appearing in the bathroom with Faith.
"B, you gotta knock or something," Faith replied, turning around. "I could've been naked."
"Come on, we're both girls," Buffy answered.
"What do you want?" Faith asked, pushing the door to the bathroom open, completely forgetting that Dean and Sam were in the other room. "It is my night off, so I would like to spend it not discussing Slayer-y stuff."
Buffy shrugged, then her eyes swept over Dean and Sam. "Thought I'd come for a visit. Always good to see old friends."
"Yeah," Faith agreed, smile sarcastic. "Coz you and me, such solid buds."
Sam & Dean
Sam stood from his chair as they entered, and Dean simply looked up.
"Who's the babe?" Dean's eyebrows rose.
Buffy and Faith
"See," Buffy said, grinning at Faith. "I may be dead, but I'm still pretty."
Faith rolled her eyes. "This is Buffy. One of the other original Slayers. At least, she was. Until she died."
Buffy shrugged. "Now I'm your Guardian Angel, so to speak. Powers That Be thought I'd understand you."
"They need to brush up on their Buffy/Faith history," Faith returned.
"Come on, Faith, you always said I was just like you, just waiting to come out," Buffy said. "Just needed to taste it."
"Yeah," Faith smirked. "Come on then, give us a kiss."
Dean & Sam
"Oh, wait!" Dean quickly rummaged through his jacket on the bed.
He gt out his phone and set it to video mode.
"Ok... go!"
Sam rolled his eyes, stepping forward a little.
"Hey Buffy, I'm Sam," he nodded, unsure whether to offer his hand or not, because he wasn't sure if she were coporeal.
Buffy and Faith
"Yeah," Buffy smiled, turning to Sam. "I've been watching you guys."
"Kinda creepy, B," Faith commented. "You might want to see someone about the voyeuristic tendencies."
"Someone has to make sure you don't let Angel down again," Buffy hit back.
"And that's you, is it?" Faith smirked. "Will you put me down if I do something naughty?"
The tension between the two was evident, although there was a hint of a sexual element.
Dean & Sam
"Come ooooooooon," Dean still had his camera poised, barely hearing the conversation.
"Ok," Sam shrugged, "nice to meet you... anyway."
Buffy and Faith
"Likewise," Buffy said to Sam. "Sorry it's so tense but... well, it's usually like this when we get together."
"Mmm," Faith hummed. "Might have something to do with the fact you tried to gut me. Just a guess."
Buffy smiled at that. "Aren't you curious as to why I'm here?"
"Interestingly enough, B, you actually don't rate that high on my radar."
Buffy took a slow step over to Faith, who folded her arms across her chest.
Dean & Sam
"That's what I'm talking about!" Dean licked his lips, sitting up a little.
"Get a grip Dean," Sam grunted.
Buffy and Faith
"You're letting Angel down," Buffy told her. "You're proving to everyone that he's wrong to put so much, pardon the pun, faith in you. Wesley was right in his actions."
"You don't know anything about Angel and me," Faith replied.
"Yeah, can't be in that club, remember?" Buffy smirked. "I'm not a murderer."
Faith's left fist came out of nowhere, sending the blonde Slayer back a few metres.
Buffy flipped to her feet. "Touchy."
She closed the distance between them and roundhouse kicked. Faith grabbed her leg last minute and flipped her down onto the ground.
Dean & Sam
"Whoo!" Dean exclaimed, getting up to get a better shot.
"Hey! Hey, hey!" Sam stepped forward to intervene.
Faith and Buffy
Faith stopped, hearing Sam's voice and she took a step back from Buffy.
"See?" Buffy was smug. "Even after all this time, you still lash out."
"Only because even after all this time, you're still bringing up the same argument we had eight years ago," Faith replied. "So, yeah, it's a little tired."
Buffy smiled faintly. "You're the Cain to my Abel, Faith. This is how it works."
"I liked you better when you were helpful.
"I liked you better when you were in a coma."
Sam
"Calm down, both of you," Sam said sternly.
"Buffy, is it? If you're not here for a reason, take no offence but please leave."
Buffy and Faith
"Actually," Buffy said in the haughty tone that Faith knew so well. "I came to give Faith a message."
"I'm all ears, B."
"Giles is going to come to you soon."
Faith raised an eyebrow, and the two Slayers engaged in a stare down, before Buffy held her hand out and Faith touched her palm. A light transferred between them for a second.
"Don't let him down."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
Sam & Dean
Sam sighed, staying where he was in case he'd suddenly have to break them up again.
Dean meanwhile still had the camera poised.
Buffy and Faith
Buffy leant over and kissed Faith's forehead, before disappearing suddenly.
Faith opened her eyes, absently rubbing her hand.
"Hmm."
Dean & Sam
"Damnit," Dean grunted, stopping the camera and saving the file.
"What was that about?" Sam asked Faith.
Faith
"That was a typical conversation between Buffy and Faith."
Faith shrugged.
"Giles has a problem. She told me everything she knew."
Sam & Dean
"That's what I meant, the Giles thing," Sam corrected.
Dean was replaying the video, chuckling to himself.
Faith
"Something about a special project," Faith said, waving her hand dismissively.
"I'm not even sure how it's going to involve me. It'll be fine, trust me."
Sam & Dean
"Sorry but it's Giles, I'm curious," Sam shrugged, going back to his laptop.
"Dude," Dean got up and went over to Sam, playing the video for him, "you just had to be in the shot, didn't you?"
Faith
"Would you like me to go out and find a chick to hook up with?" Faith joked, settling down on the bed and sitting cross legged.
"Man, that's something I haven't done in awhile."
Dean
"Tell me you're not joking," Dean looked up at her.
"I haven't seen girl on girl since... Well, Panama. But still."
Faith
"Oh, God, yeah, I've done girls before."
Faith shrugged.
"Spike once told me that I would've made an excellent whore. I think that was his version of a compliment."
She paused.
"But Sam probably doesn't want to hear these things, he might start regretting picking me."
Dean & Sam
"I know, you've told me," Dean stopped the video.
"And I regret nothing," Sam mused.
Faith
"You might," Faith grinned, glancing up at him.
"If I brought a girl back here."
Dean
"Maybe you don't know Sammy as well as you think you do," Dean teased, going back to the bed.
Faith
Faith laughed, watching Sam.
"Yeah, but I'm sure you'd like it even more, Dean."
Dean
Dean leant back in bed, fingers intertwined behind his head.
"Your point?"
Faith
"No point."
Faith grinned wickedly at him.
"I think I remember how to press your buttons, is all."
Dean & Sam
"Whatever," Dean shrugged, clicking his phone open again.
"I have enough entertainment for now. Maybe I'll put this on YouTube..."
"Dean," Sam finally spoke up.
Faith
"No exploiting the girl."
Faith sat up a little straighter.
Sam & Dean
"I'm thinking more of the supernatural element," Sam glanced at her.
"So? I'll say it's wicked editing. Just co I'm awesome," Dean amended.
Faith
"Oh yeah."
Faith looked at Dean.
"If I flash you, will you not put it on?"
Dean & Sam
"Hmm..." Dean contemplated, phone to his chin thoughtfully.
Sam watched him intently, and Dean looked over at his brother.
"As long as I don't have to delete it," he lay down his terms.
Faith
Faith looked over at Sam, as if asking for permission.
"Um."
Sam & Dean
Sam noticed her looking and shrugged.
"Take or leave it," Dean's eyebrows rose.
Faith
"Fine."
Faith unbuttoned her top.
"But we don't talk about it again."
Dean
"Not on the table," Dean grinned, fiddling with his phone but not moving it.
Faith
"Fine."
Faith undid her shirt all the way, so she was sitting in her bra. She reached behind her to unclasp it.
Sam & Dean
"Draw it out why don't you?" Sam rolled his eyes.
"Yeah baby," Dean chuckled.
Faith
"Sorry," Faith said, glancing at him.
She pulled her bra off and tossed it in Dean's direction, before grabbing her shirt.
Dean & Sam
"Woo!" Dean exclaimed, taking a quick photo with his phone.
He caught the bra in his left hand and threw it back to her.
"Satisfied?" Sam demanded.
"For now," Dean grinned, going through his phone again.
Faith
"You're not seeing downstairs."
Faith put her clothes back on.
"That's pretty much for Sam's... for Sam."
Sam & Dean
Sam smirked, blushing a little.
"Eh, been there done that," Dean shrugged, saving both files in a 'Faith' folder.
Faith
Faith grinned, looking at Sam.
"I have the night off. Sam?"
Sam
"Yeah?" Sam looked up, turning in his seat.
"I think she wants some hanky panky, brother," Dean said absently.
Faith
Faith smiled innocently.
"I thought we could watch horrible movies and eat."
A dimple appeared in her cheek as her smile turned cheeky.
"And stuff."
Dean
"Gotta loooove that 'stuff' part," Dean mused.
"Sure," Sam nodded to Faith, "I'll go get us something."
He went to stand when Dean jumped up.
"You stay here, I'll get food," he ordered.
"What?" Sam frowned.
"It's Halloween, I ain't risking you out there. And besides," Dean shrugged on his jacket before opening the door and stepping through with a grin, "you'll forget the pie."