Faith yawned, eyes opening blearily as she felt her phone vibrate on the bed next to her. She flipped it open, rubbing an eye as she tried to focus on the message.
After reading it, she sat up, careful not to wake Sam as she got off the bed, padding over to the motel room door in one of Sam's shirts and underwear. She opened the door and picked up the giant colourfully wrapped box that was sitting on the doorstep.
She closed the door behind her and yawned again, setting it down on the table.
"Ooh."
She carefully started unwrapping the box that Angel and the rest of Wolfram and Hart had sent her.
"Ooh!"
Dean
"What the heck is that?" Dean grunted, looking up from the next bed.
Faith
"Presents."
Faith grinned, pulling out the presents one by one.
Digital camera. iPod. Laptop. New weapons.
"What the...?"
She pulled out several sets of lingerie.
"Right, thanks Cordy. Little unnerving."
Dean & Sam
Dean jumped out of bed and headed over, suddenly a lot more interested.
Sam grunted and turned over in his sleep, finally opening his eyes.
"What heck will you use this crap for?" Dean frowned as h picked up the video camera, before his face instantly lit up.
Faith
"Too bad we didn't have this last year, right?" Faith grinned.
She sorted through a few more odds and ends.
"Ah, thanks Wolfram and Hart. Awesome birthday."
Sam & Dean
Sam just watched from the bed as Dean walked away with the camera, turning it on to play with and see how it worked.
Faith
Faith grinned, reaching into the box and pulling out one last wrapped present with a note attached.
She walked over to the bed and handed it to Sam.
"You know, if you and Angel are dating, it's ok. You don't need to use me as a cover."
Sam & Dean
"Very funny," Sam said sarcastically, taking it.
Dean got the camera going and turned nightvision on, looking around the room.
"Hey, we've got a visitor. Or two. Yeah, two."
"Why did he send me something?" Sam asked, unwrapping it.
Faith
"Your guess is as good as mine. There's a note."
Faith lay back on the bed, her hand reaching up to her neck, where she wore a necklace that Lia had worn. She fingered it absently.
Dean & Sam
"Did no one hear me mention there's spirits in the room?" Dean shrugged.
Sam pulled the holster out before finding the note that fell into the bed.
He picked it up and read it over, smiling slightly.
Faith
"Handsome, spirits are your forte, not mine."
Faith shrugged, then glanced at Sam.
"Is this the part where you tell me that you and Angel are in love?"
Sam
"Maybe," Sam teased.
"No, it's just a thankyou note."
"And a leather holster. How come I didn't get one of those?" Dean frowned.
Faith
"Come to think of it, he did once mention something about your eyes..." Faith grinned.
She slid back under the covers next to Sam.
"I might head out to LA for a day. Catch up with my favourite vampire."
Dean & Sam
"I'm up for that. Haven't seen the Spike dude in a while," Dean shrugged, following the orbs.
"Lets discuss this in the morning," Sam insisted, "come on, it's like 3am."
Faith
Faith snuggled back into Sam's side.
"Big spoon or little?" she joked.
Sam & Dean
"Very funny," Sam grunted, wrapping his arm around her waist and closing his eyes again.
"Damn perverts..."
"Dean," Sam sighed.
"Fine. I'm going," Dean shut the camera off and rolled his eyes, heading back to his bed.
"Just don't blame me if you feel invisible hands feeling you up all night."