cut to:

Faith and Buffy are walking toward the cemetery. "You think we'll find this thing in here?" Faith asked. "Not looking for the weapon." "Then what' the deal, B?" "We're gonna find these guardian people." "What if they don't wanna be found?"

Buffy didn't say anything. The two slayers just kept walking along. Faith not knowing where the hell Buffy was taking her.

"I heard what you said to Red."


"You're such a hypocrite."


"B, you go on and on about how we all have to stand together in this fight. And then you tell your best friend to leave."

Faith turned (still walking) and looked at the older slayer. "What do you have to say for yourself, B?"

"She's been doing magic again- and you weren't there when it happened. It slowly started taking her over and then she tried to end the world."

"She's changed, B. And you haven't given her a chance to prove it."

"I thought she was done with magic. I thought we were all safe."

"You think it's not safe having her around, B, you gotta be crazy. I mean- you got an escaped convict slayer in the house."

"Slayer." A vampire overheard the word and repeated it. He was sitting on top of a nearby tombstone and glanced toward Buffy and Faith.

Faith ignored the vamp. "You're too busy being concerned with your feelings that you are about anything else." Faith charged toward the vamp. She jumped over a tree stump. Buffy wasn't far behind. Faith jumped over a gravestone (now she was just showing off) and promptly fell into a hole.

"Faith!" Buffy leaned over the cement and looked down into the hole. She didn't see anything. "Are you ok?"

Buffy looked up and saw the vamp advancing on her.

Faith dug her lighter out of her pocket. "Yeah, B. You gotta see this place."

Buffy jumped into the hole and landed on her feet, standing next to Faith.

"I think we're gonna have some company though."

"You didn't dust him?" Faith rolled her eyes.

Buffy stood directly under the hold. The vampire fell through, just like she suspected. She held up her arm, stake in hand. When the vamp hit the floor, she thrust the stake through his heart, turning him to dust.

"Ok, all work and no play, what is this place?" Buffy looked over at Faith who was fumbling to light a cigarette.

"How the hell should I know?" Faith started walking down a tunnel.

"Why are you all huffy towards me?"

"You really are oblivious, aren't you, B?"

Buffy looked at the younger slayer with confusion.

"You blow off your best friend, my girlfriend, because you're scared she's going to hurt Dawn. You haven't taken the time to see that Willow's hurting too."

"So she's using magic to feel better. Sounds all too familiar."

"I knew you wouldn't understand, B. You never were that bright."

The two women were arguing like this for some time.

"Ah, Slayers." A husky voice from the shadows said.

"Who's there?" Faith sounded alarmed.

"I don't see anybody." Buffy said calmly.

"Here." Faith lit her lighter.

We see a dark cave, and two slayers. Nothing else.

"Eh hem..." The sound of a woman clearing her throat behind them made the slayers turn around.

"Um...hi." Buffy stammered.

"What are you, some kinda hermit?"

"Pretty much." The old woman said softly.

She was a slender woman with purpley-white hair that dangled down by her waist. Her face was wrinkled and worn, her eyes heavy. Her voice was soft, yet strong. She was wearing a long burgundy cloak which drug on the ground when she walked.

The woman turned away from the slayers and began to walk down another small cave.

"Where's she going?"

"Afraid to find out B?" Faith said, following the woman down the dark and musty tunnel.

Buffy rolled her eyes at her sister slayer.

"Slayers." The woman stopped and turned to face them. She appeared to look much younger now. "Arguing isn't going to get you through this."

"Who are you?" Buffy asked.

"I've been watching you, slayers. I brought you here."

"You made us fall down a fucking hole? Couldn't have made it easier?" Faith jumped.

"I had to be inconspicuous."

"What's with the shady?"

"She means 'why.'" Buffy translated, looking at her fellow slayer.

"Just because I don't use your slang does not mean I cannot understand it." The old woman waved her hand and lit up the cave they were standing in.

"Listen, and learn." The woman sat down on a small wooden stool.

Both slayers sat on the ground.

"I've been waiting for you...Thousands of years have gone by and the story of two slayers was foretold. I came to this place, waiting for the chosen two. When you were called, Faith, I followed you. I watched you and Buffy fight your battles, conquering this demon and that. Now and apocalypse is at hand. Not just your everyday, run-of-the-mill kind. This is the big one. And if you want to Survive it, you'll need the ultimate weapon."

"We know about the weapon, where can we find it?"

"It was buried in a tunnel here in Sunnydale, but some of the First's followers moved it, and now is in a room, near the mouth of hell." "Isn't it dangerous that they have it, couldn't they use is against us?" Faith asked. "It's locked and protected in a stone. Only a slayer can pull it free."

"Probably in the high school."

"What are we waiting for?" Faith stood.

"Is there anything else you can tell us?" Buffy turned to ask the woman, but she was gone.

--------------- Back at the Summers' house... Spike is getting ready to go out for the night. Dawn is asleep in her bed. Some potentials lay awake on her floor. The living room is empty. Willow is sitting on her floor meditating. We see a bag packed on the bed. A soft knock is heard at her door. Willow looks at the door, alarmed. The witch stands, grabs her bag and throws it out the window. She follows, climbing down the trellis on the wall. Int. Willow's room: Her door opens and Kennedy peeks in. She shuts the door when she sees that the room is empty. Summers' house ext: Willow jumps the last few feet to the ground. She picks up her bag and turns around. A bringer is standing behind her. Another one walks up to her left and another to her right. Before she can scream, one of them attacks her from behind and gags her. The three carry her off into the darkness. On the other side of the house...

Buffy and Faith arrive at the front door.

"Did you hear something?"

"No. My thoughts are too loud to hear anything else." Buffy said to the brunette Slayer.

Faith ran inside and ran up the steps.

"Faith what are you doing?"

"I gotta find her."

"She's not here." Kennedy said, coming out of the bathroom.

"What do you mean...when did she leave?" Faith was freaking out. Her heart was pounding.

"I don't know. I just went to talk to her and I open the door and she was gone."

Faith went into Willow's room and slammed the door. She looked around the room for any signs, a note, anything. Faith looked sat on the chair by the window and looked out at the night sky. "Love, where are you?" She whispered. Faith rested her arm on the windowsill. She put her chin on her arm and looked down at the ground. She noticed Willow's bag, abandoned and laying on the ground.

"Buffy! this is all your fault!" Faith had a bubble in her throat, and tears behind her eyes.

The blonde slayer didn't hear her. She was already on her way to the basement.

"Spike." She whispered.

"Down here Luv."

"Where are you going?"

"Out. It's morning for me, remember?" Buffy laid herself down on his cot. "You can crash here if you like." She didn't answer. Her eyes stay cold, staring at the wall.

"Have it your way then. G'night pet." Spike her walked up the stairs, and lit a cigarette.

Faith ran down the stairs, almost pummeling into Spike.

"Wake up, you stupid bitch!" Faith screamed.

Buffy didn't move.

"Willow's gone and you have to find her."

"Why? I told her to leave."

"She didn't leave on her own, someone took her. Her stuff's still here." Faith let a tear fall down her cheek. She bit her lip.

"If she's hurt in any are dead, Blondie." Faith said through clenched teeth. Fade to black.


stay tuned for the next episode....