"This is so f-ing risky," Ty murmured to Lindsey from their position outside. "I thought the plan was to leave her there?"
"Well, the guns changed my mind," Lindsey replied. "Don't really want to call on you again to fix me up."
"Yeah, man, you really need to take self defence or something," the younger brother scorned. "Because damn. That was one bloody mess."
"I'd like to see you take them on unarmed," Lindsey shot back.
Ty tapped his head. "Will never be unarmed, McDonald the Inferior."
"Shut up, douche. And just do your little mind trick."
The brothers got out of the car and walked through the doors, meeting no resistance from the guards, who were blinded to them, thanks to Ty. Lindsey got into the elevator as it opened, and only hoped that Ty's powers would go as far as he claimed.
"Relax, Linds, this is not the first time I've had to use range, geez," Ty muttered to him. The younger brother focused on the young receptionist at the desk and charmed her into letting him come around her side of the desk. He pressed his hand casually onto the security screen.
Lindsey got out of the elevator as it stopped on the correct level. He looked around and noted many of the lights had been dimmed. Apparently it was still bedtime in the playpen.
He scoped out the room he was in, then headed for the door he knew to lead to the dormitories. He wandered through, locating Faith's bed easily. He pressed the button that opened the lids of their bunks and carefully lifted Faith out of hers. She didn't stir.
~*~*~*~
Ty looked over at the still sleeping Slayer in the seat next to him.
"What now?" he asked.
"Now?" Lindsey repeated. "We drop her off and get the Hell out of dodge."