Faith wrapped a towel around her body and while giggling, she darted from the bathroom to answer her phone.
"Wesley! You miss me already?" Faith asked, sitting down on her bed. Her eyes slid back to the bathroom where Sam was. "What's up?"
"Faith, I'm afraid I have some rather bad news," Wesley replied.
"Well, if you had good news to give me, that would just be out of character for us. So, go on, I'm listening. Dripping water, but listening," she said, still in too good a mood to let anything bring her down.
"Angelus is back."
Except for that.
"Faith?"
The phone fell out of Faith's hand and landed on the carpet, her mouth slightly open in shock.
"FAITH?" Wesley's voice could be heard through the phone.
Sam
"Faith?" Sam came to the door as he heard the phone hit the ground, busy drying his hair with a hand towel.
"What is it?"
Faith
Faith stared down at the phone for another moment, then picked it up slowly. Her hands shook as she held it to her ear.
"Wes, I'm on my way."
She slid it shut and looked up at Sam, eyes round with fear.
"I... I have to go back to LA."
Sam
"Ok," Sam nodded.
He didn't hide his disappointment, but he wasn't going to question her when she looked this distressed.
"I'll head across to Bobby's and meet up with you in a few days."
Besides, if something was really wrong, he didn't really have a place there.
Faith
Faith stood up and walked over to him, lifting her hand and resting it on his cheek.
"It's just... Angel's gone. Someone took his soul. He..."
She was silent for a moment, trying to phrase it right.
"He's evil."
Sam
"Oh," Sam realised.
"Well, if you need any help I've got some extra machetes in the trunk..." he offered reassuringly.
Faith
Faith pulled away from him and was silent as she started getting dressed.
"No. This isn't a kill mission."
She started packing, just a little too forcefully.
Sam
"Oh ok. Sorry," Sam offered an apologetic smile.
"I'm only a phone call away. Oh and, don't forget to get dressed."
Faith
Faith quickly dressed, throwing the last of her things into the bag.
She ran a shaking hand through her hair, looking at her feet for a second. When she lifted her head to look at Sam, her eyes were hard and determined.
"Ok."
She hoisted her bag over her shoulder and leant up to kiss him.
"I'll see you in a few days, hopefully."
Sam
"Yeah," Sam nodded, running his hand down her arm.
"I'll try not to take too long. Phone call away, remember."
Faith
Faith nodded.
"Thanks."
She kissed him again before pulling away and heading for the door.
"See ya."