"Stay here, don't even worry. I'll keep you safe from whoever has come to ruin our date." Faith turned with malice in her eyes.

"I don't think staying here is a choice." You tried even harder than before to break free from your bindings as the churned-face and protruding fangs came into view. "What the fuck... is that a vampire!? Come on, just free me from this chair! At least then I can- I can help you fight, I hope we're fighting at least but at this point I wouldn't be surprised if you were on his side."

"I don't need help fighting, believe me. I'm a vampire slayer, I am the vampire slayer."

"Imbecile..." The vampire hissed. "Of course, I know that you're a slayer, I could smell your filth from a mile away." Faith smiled, faced the vampire and perched lightly on your lap.

"Don't worry beautiful." She pulled a long, thin stake from her boot and ran the spike softly across your cheek. "I'll make sure that nobody hurts you."

"Do you really think I was stupid enough to come here by myself?" One by one vampires rained from the cold steel rafters until you were both surrounded by what must have been fifteen vampires, maybe even more. "I'm strong, and I could take any of these weaklings on by myself, but a slayer, I'm a skilled fighter but I'm not suicidal. Hold on a second." He turned and sliced the chain that pulled the sturdy door open, making sure that as long as there were vampires alive, there would be no way to slip out. "What exactly is going on here? I do hope we didn't interrupt anything."

"Nope... nothing at all." Was all you managed to spit out before Faith stuffed your mouth with a rag to keep you quiet.

"For your information," She finally dismounted from your lap and without giving the demon a chance to escape, plunged the stake into it's chest. "We were enjoying a date, weren't we darling."

"Uumm, sure, why not." Kidnapping, vampires... it was easier to just play along until you could escape.

"And I don't really appreciate that being interrupted." She made her way around the enclosing ring of vampires, quickly parrying their attacks until they became only an addition to the thick layer of dust on the floor.

"Well isn't that a shame." A voice called from the rafters.

"Buffy?!"

~*~

Written by Aaron.