Things that go bump in the night

Faith had just laid Skye down for her nap when she heard the sound of glass breaking. Grabbing a knife she ran down the stairs to see Buffy fighting a vampire in broad daylight. Vaulting over the railing she landed a hard kick into the vamps back and turned to see another vampire feeding off one of the girls, rushing it she punched it as hard as she could wincing when she saw the extent of damage to the girls throat she ordered Dawn to find something to stop the bleeding.



Running into the dining room she almost tripped over Willow and Xander as they tried to move Horus onto his back. ‘FUCK…where's RAYA?” Running outside she saw Giles and Anya knelt over wolf/Raya pushing them out of the way she looked down at her lover.



Carefully she looked her over, Raya's hind legs were obviously broken and Faith could see that her ribs were as well, they jutted against the skin at odd angles. As gently as she could she picked her up and carried her into the house followed closely by Giles and Anya, when the thought hit her. ‘Asher? Where was Asher?” turning she noticed for the first time the upended structure that was obviously devoid of the boy.



Looking to the ground she saw large tracks leading to the hole on the fence. First things first. Going back into the house she didn’t miss the pile of ash one of the girls was sweeping up, the broken chairs or the nasty cut Kennedy was trying to assure Red was ‘just a scratch’….yea right that fucker was going to need serious stitches.



Horus was laid out on the table; his body trembled as spasms seem to run through him. The only wound on him seemed to be some bruised ribs and a nasty gash to his right thigh. Red said something about a toxin but Faith didn’t hear her; she was too caught up by the fact that Raya had seemed to all but stop breathing.



“Red, Red you got to help her. Please.” Faiths vision blurred as she fought back tears. Nodding Red led them hurriedly into the living room, clearing off the coffee table and motioned for Faith to lay her on it.



“She’s pretty banged up Faith.” Willow ran her hands over the prone wolfs body as she started to purge the toxins from her so she could begin healing the wolfs broken bones. ‘No internal bleeding, good sign. Six broken ribs and a shattered pelvis…not so good’ Willow didn’t think it was a good idea to share this one with Faith so she kept her mouth shut.



“This ones still alive.” Buffy said as she Oliver into the room by his collar, wrenching him none to gently when he tried to struggle and snap at them, Faith got up with murder in her eyes, stopping when B said that he would be the only one that knew how to find Yakumut.



“Vikki, help me tie him to a chair.” Buffy had already started when Vikki came into the living room with chains and two rolls of duct tape.



Spike who had been sleeping downstairs for the first time in days hadn’t woken until the fight had been in full swing, sauntered into the living room after Dawn had pulled the drapes.



“Hey Olli, how’s it going ol’ chap?” Spike leaned against the banister and looked down at the young vamp. ‘God the fucker is an annoying twit.’ Ignoring thee pointed look from both slayers.



“Not so good man. Should never have hooked up with Yakumut that’s for sure. But she my sire so what could I do.” Struggling until Vikki bitched slapped him.



“That’s for sure, now would you happen to be smart enough to tell us where she took the boy? Or am I going to have to let these two loose on you?” Spike asked genially, again ignoring the look that came from Buffy that read loud and clear ‘As if you could stop us’



Faith had grown to impatient, her stepson was passed out on the table in the next room while her mate was on the table in this one and she knew Willow well enough to know she wasn’t sure if she could heal Raya in time to find and save Asher form whatever it was that that bitch had planned.



Pulling her dagger from her belt she stalked over to Oliver and stabbed him as hard as she could in his thigh. Oliver screamed when the dark slayer twisted it, it took him a minute she was talking to him.



“Where are they?” twist. “Maybe you’ve heard of me…im Faith…the crazy one. I know at least fifty ways to make you begged to be killed…again.” Twist “Now…where is Asher?” The final twist made the gutless wonder pass out. ‘Great’ Faith thought before getting up and going back to the couch to sit next to Red.



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Horus lay on the table, fully conscious but unable to move. He knew mother was hurt because he could hear everything that was going on in the next room. He lay there as Giles read from a book, slowly he could feel his healing properties stitch up the wound on his leg and felt the pain in his ribs fade. Now if he could just move a finger ‘There did it.’ As soon as he could stand he was going out that door and getting his son back.



‘Gods I should have known better.’ Fighting back the too human urge to cry he nearly cried in relief when he felt his hand move.



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Willow chanted softly as she felt Raya's wounds slowly heal, it had taken her nearly an hour to get all of the demons toxins out of her body. The cut to her chest had been much deeper than Horus’s wound.



Relieved beyond words when she saw Raya lift her head and moan, she finished the incantation and watched as Raya shifted back into her human form. Trying in vain to stop the woman from standing she watched as Raya swayed trying to catch her bearings.



Faith steadied her and looked over to the vampire strapped into the chair. Looking to Buffy who nodded Faith turned to Raya and smiled.



“Honey…do you remember what happened?”



“Yes. They have Asher. We have to go now. Where is Horus?” Raya was hit with the realization that he may be dead. Looking frantically for him she let out the breathe she had been holding when she saw him struggling to stand.



“You can’t go just yet; you both have to get your bearings. And we don’t even know where Yakumut has him.” Faith was cut off by a cutting glare from her mate.



“We can track him Faith. We will find him dammit.” Raya was determined. Turning to the blood-rat that was tied to the chair, sneering when she saw the vampire piss himself when she took a menacing step towards him.



“If you do not tell me where that bitch has my grandson in the next ten seconds I will rib your fangs out of your mouth. Do you understand?” Raya stared down at the man, her stance and the rage that was so obvious made everyone in the room want to take a step back.



When the vampire remained silent Raya left the room and opened a closet, rooting around for a second before finding what she wanted she went back into the living room and made sure the vampire got a clear view of the pliers she held in her hand.



Oliver felt a sweat break out across his forehead when the wolf whipped his head back and forced his jaw open. Any bravery he had went out the window when he felt the pressure of the pliers on his fang.



“Nmpkay ith tawl thu” (Okay ill tell you) Raya loosened the pliers but didn’t take them away.



“She’s got him in this cave. Just outside of town.” Panicking when she felt her reapply the pliers and push.



“A cave…there’s a lot of caves here” Pushing harder until he felt his fang begin to give way he slapped the armrest. She stopped, arching an eyebrow questionably.



“She said you would know. That you would know what cave it is.” Oliver wanted to cry but refused too. He was going to be staked or something tonight. He knew it but dammit he wasn’t going to cry.



Raya frowned, ‘cave? What cave the only cave that I know of is…oohh the cave where I found her with Horus.’ Letting go she stepped away from the vampire and looked up to find Horus standing there glaring daggers at the vampire.



“Let’s go get your son Horus.”



Nodding they turned and went upstairs to dress and gather what they would need.



The last thing Oliver saw was Faith walking towards him, stake in hand right before she staked him.



TBC



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