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This story is No. 1 in the series "The Vulnerability of Faith". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: She was chosen for a reason. To protect and save the world from evil. She shunned her calling & welcomed the darkness. Who knew she was the one that could save the world from the evil that actually could end it; evil that had a face of a friend.

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Highlander > Faith-Centered(Moderator)DemonaFR183381,0290422,0032 Aug 032 Aug 03Yes

Part Thirteen: Revamping Angel Investigations

For Disclaimer and Notes see first chapter.

Part Thirteen: Revamping Angel Investigations

I called Spike's apartment on my cell as soon as I finished my food.

"Hello?" He asked after the third ring.

"Hey cutie," I stole his line of greeting.

"What do you want?"

"Your help. I need you in L.A. by dawn."

"Demanding little bitch aren't you?"

"And you know you love me for it," I told him.

"I'll call Rupert and if anyone asks then you called him and he unfortunately sent me instead of the Slayer."


"Right then…how is Cordelia?" He asked in a moment of genuine concern.

"Go see for yourself…you know she would love to see you in the hospital."

"Suppose I'll swing by. You gonna be waiting at the apartment for me?"

"Be at the Hyperion by dawn…Oz will be there to greet you."

"Confused now pet but ok," he said and I giggled a little.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I told him.

"Will do," he answered and hung up the phone. I was about dial the hotel number when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Faith, where are you?" Oz asked me clearly irritated.

"In Seacouver. I'm waiting for Adam and his crew to pack their things and join me on the return trip to L.A."

"Adam and his crew?"

"Yes. I'm bringing Adam, MacLeod, and Richie definitely and possibly two more. We'll see," I answered and he sighed.

"I was worried about you Faith. We weren't sure you were coming back."

"I'll be back tomorrow before sunset. How is everyone doing? How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine, getting better. Linds is loopy from the medicine, which makes for inventive sex. Kate is just a zombie from her meds. Angel is still out though. I moved him back to the hotel and he hasn't moved yet. I'm a little worried about him."

"As long as he isn't dust he is fine Oz."


"Well I have some other important news to share with you. Spike will be at the hotel by sunrise tomorrow morning. Try to be nice to him and give him a room. He is family here understood?"

"Yes Faith. You want him close or far away from Angel?"

"Whatever, I'm not worried about him hurting Angel. Not at all," I admitted to him.

"I'll do up a room. So you will be back by sunset tomorrow?"

"Right," I answered.

"I'll see you then," he answered and hung up the phone with me.


Adam, Mac & Richie packed their belongings up for an extended stay in L.A. Along with them came an Immortal woman named Amanda and Duncan's Watcher Joe. We ended up taking down three cars and two bikes. Richie and I rode his two bikes back to L.A. It only took us seventeen hours where it should have taken us nineteen to twenty. We made it an hour before sunset as planned. I had them follow me into the garage and park their vehicles.

"Grab your weapons and supplies only," I told them as we shut down our engines. It took a few minutes for them to get their gear and then I had them move into the hotel. I opened the door to the hotel and walked inside with the five of them close behind me. Spike was at the computer working on something and Oz and Lindsay were surrounded by books.

"Hey guys," I said and I got a few grunts in greeting. "I want you to meet the new additions to the crew," I told them and they looked up then. "This is Adam Pierson – aka – Methos, Duncan MacLeod – Mac, Richie Ryan, Amanda and Joe. Four Immortals and Joe who is an experienced Watcher. We'll be ok with them. Guys this is part of my crew here in L.A. Oz – werewolf – warlock – and researcher, Lindsay – lawyer and researcher, and this is Spike. He isn't one of our regular crew but his here on loan from Sunnydale to help eliminate this situation. Spike is also Angel's son," I threw in.

"Another vampire?" Richie asked.

"Yeah another vampire…I'm just not all poofy like Peaches," Spike shot back and I tossed an angry glare in his direction. He smirked, blew me a kiss, and went back to work. The two sides greeted each other a little warily but with overall acceptance.

"Good. Now when the sun sets we'll head out. Where is Kate? Angel?"

"Kate is upstairs in Cordelia and Gunn's room sleeping and Angel is still out cold in your room," Oz answered.

"I'll be back in a few – you all play nice till I get back ok?" I warned them all and then headed upstairs to check on Kate. She was asleep and seemed ok so I headed to my room. Angel was out on his back in a semi-comfortable but stiff-looking position. I sat down on my side of the bed and looked at him. He was a bloody, bruised mess - worse than I have ever seen him before. I brushed my fingertips gently across his forehead and then his lips.

"Love you sweetheart," I told him gently.

"Love you too Faith," he whispered back and I looked at him in shock.

"You are awake?"

"For the moment yes," he answered and grabbed a hold of my wrist.

"What do I need to do for you?"

"Let me feed and then you need to fix my arm and shoulder. Gunn didn't fix them at all and they are still in the wrong position and hurt like a bitch. I don't have the strength to fix them," he answered and I nodded in understanding.

"Fine – eat me," I dirtily suggested with a wag of my eyebrows. He smirked and bit into my wrist none too gently. I gasped in shock and looked at him and noticed then that his eyes had been closed the whole time. "Open your eyes," I told him suddenly. His eyes opened to small slits. "What is wrong with your eyes?"

"They are bruised Faith," he told me gently as if I should have figured that out on my own.

"Oh. Ok. I was just worried I guess," I answered and he pulled me down to kiss him.

"You worry too much. I'm fine. In like a century I will be back to normal!" He joked and I smiled.

"Good cause until then you will be laying in this bed and you will be under my control. I plan on doing nasty, nasty things to you too," I teased him.

"Promise?" He asked and we both laughed and kissed again. When we parted I held out my wrist to him again. "Spike is here."

"Yeah," I answered as Angel bit into my wrist again, this time gentler.


"I called Giles and asked for help. He sent Spike," I quickly lied to Angel.

"Good, he will help you out. Did you get Methos…er Adam?"

"Yeah I got him. You didn't tell me you were friends with the world's oldest man," I teased Angel. I pulled my arm away when I felt weak and dizzy.

"You never asked," he shot back at me.

"Smart ass."

"You love me anyway," he yawned and reached out for my hand.

"That I do," I answered and bent down and kissed him on the lips, holding nothing back. He tasted of blood and a taste I can only describe as unique and purely Angel. Nothing else in the world tasted like he did…and I knew that I would never find something I was more addicted to then the taste of his kisses.

"Promise me that you will come back to me tonight in one piece and alive?" Angel asked of me.

"I'll do my best to come back to you," I told him honestly, not promising something that I had no control over.

"Promise me…"

"I can't Angel…we both know that anything can and will happen. Not even death could part us…nothing could keep me from you, my love, nothing," I told him and rose up off the bed still holding his hand. "I'm headed out. I'll be back as soon as we kill this fucker. Then I'll make sure to get all the kinks out of that body of yours," I told him and he nodded to me. "Love you," I gently told him.

"Me more," he answered and I walked away from him and out of the room. I shut the door behind me and tears ran down my face silently as I headed to the staircase to the lobby.


As the sun set Methos, Mac, Amanda, Richie, Spike, Oz and I were in the sewers loaded down with weapons and magic ingredients to kill this thing. Lindsay had located it in the books and found the one way to kill it. We were all a little worried about killing it but we would either kill it this time or die trying. Four hours and multiple pints of blood lost later we limped back to the hotel.

"I think we killed it," Adam said as we all stood around the splattered and shredded parts of the serpent and some of his minions. I laughed.

"I'm not going to wait around to find out," I told them and they all laughed and agreed.

We headed back to the hotel slowly each savoring the fact that we were alive. Each of us covered in our own blood, some of each other's blood and unidentifiable demon substances. Adam stopped us after we got out of the sewers about to enter the hotel and turned back to look at us.

"Welcome home ladies and gents," Adam called and then bounded into the hotel leaving us all stunned.

"Yes, welcome home," I told them all and walked into the hotel after him, the rest of the group following silently after me.
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