The BAU are in LA working when Reid accidentally witnesses an event in a graveyard. He is taken to a hotel were a group tries to figure out that to do with him. One of them happens to be a vampire slayer. Faith Lehane. Faith takes it upon herself to release the boy on the promise that he stays away. But Reid doesn't stay away. Now the two teams must work together to fight the forces of darkness.


1. FBI In Town

Reid stood in the L.A. police station with the rest of the BAU team. He listened as the cops explained the problem they had. Apparently, someone has been going around killing young people and draining their blood. Reid looked out one of the nearby windows, he saw clouds rolling in. It was going to rain, great that means anything they might be able to get from the crime senses will be washed away. Luck was definitely not on their side when it came to this case. It was absolutely weird. What kind of person goes around bleeding someone dry using a steak knife. A psychopath that's who. And the victims were all different ages, races, gender and sexuality. This killer was all over the map. Which made him or her hard to profile. So far the BAU team couldn't find a link, so they couldn't find a motive for the killings. They had been here a week so far and not a single break in the case, the only connection so far was the way they died.

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Faith paced back and forth in front of Angel and Wesley. This was ridicules. How could so many people be turning up dead all of a sudden?

"Angel man what is going on here? Are vampire just getting careless or do we have a sudden surge of of the undead in town?" she asked him.

"I have no idea Faith, we're just as confused about this as you are," Angel replied.

"I think you guys…and Faith… need to come see this," Cordelia shouted from one of the other rooms.

Angel, Faith and Wesley went into the room that Cordelia had shouted from. When they got there they saw Cordelia standing before the TV.

"Cordy I don't this is the time…" Wes started to say but Cordy cut him off, shushing him as she turned up the volume.

There, on the TV, was a pretty blond woman. She identified herself as Agent Jennifer Jareau with the BAU team of the FBI. She then went on talking about the how her team was looking for the steak knife killer and if anyone knew anything to call their hotline. After that Cordelia shut the TV off.

"Cordy I don't see what that has to do with anything," Angel said.

Cordelia just rolled her eyes.

"Tell me you're kidding. Hello steak knife… " When she saw the blank look on Angels face she went into the kitchen and came back moments later with a steak knife. She held it to her neck pressing slightly making two little marks on her neck. "What does this look like to you?"

Angel stepped closer to look at her neck. "Vampire…"

"Ding ding ding we have a winner. The cops must have noticed the increase in bodies too and decided to call the big guns. And not knowing the truth they think someone is out there killing people with steak knives," Cordelia said.

"Great the FBI is involved. That's all we need is more cops," Faith grumbled.

"Well not all of us have to worry since not all of us have a criminal record," Cordy said flipping her hair over her shoulder.

Faith took a step forward clenching her hand into a fist, which erupted in flames. At first everyone had been freaked at Faith's and Angel's new additions that they got from a spiritual trip together. It really freaked Cordy out since she was she first to discover them when she pissed Faith off and the book Faith was holding caught fire. But now months later they were used to it.

Though Cordy still always tried to be careful around Faith, like the world needed to give a slayer/murderer another way to kill things. But with Angel around she felt safer. No better to put out Faith's flames then with ice, which is what Angel had.

"No? How about I show you the many ways to kill someone with that steak knife," Faith growled.

Cordelia stepped back in fear, before anything happened Angel stepped between them as Wesley spoke up.

"Now girls let's not fight. We have more pressing issues to worry about. Faith is right to worry with the FBI sniffing around, we have to be careful in patrolling and everything we do."

"Wesley is right. They will likely be out during the day and nights, we can't risk them seeing us in a fight. Faith try not to call attention to yourself. Please," Angel said.

Faith gawked at Angel while Cordy had a smug look on her face.

"And Cordelia try not to get captured," Angel added.

This time Faith snorted trying to hold in a laugh while Cordy's jaw dropped and she glared at Angel.

"Ya Queen C the whole damsel in distress thing is so last century." Faith smirked.

Before Cordy could reply Angel grabbed Faith's arm and pulled her out of the room.

"Yo Angel man I would normally say get a grip but you already have one."

"Sorry Faith. Look I know you love nothing more than to antagonize Cordelia but we got more important stuff to worry about then you two at each others throats all the time. Now with the FBI here we're gonna have to cut down on patrolling, so tonight I'm giving you the night off. To have fun, just promise not to draw attention to yourself," Angel said.

"Hey no problem boss. I'll be a good little slayer, scouts honor," Faith said holding up her first two fingers. There was a snort from behind them and Faith turned around to see Cordelia and Wes standing there.

"Scout my ass," Cordy sneered.

Faith took a step forward but stopped when Wesley cleared his throat.

"Um Faith I would like to talk to you before you leave," Wesley said.

Faith gave up and rolled her eyes before bounding upstairs to change. Ten minutes later, fully showered and everything, Faith walked down the stairs.

Wesley walked into the lobby just as Faith was coming down the steps. He took in her appearance. She was wearing tight black leather pants and a tight maroon tank-top. Her hair was down, like always, still a little wet from her shower. Her makeup was the normal dark eye shadow around the eyes and harlot lipstick. He knew the color because it was Cordy's lipstick, but it always found itself in Faith's make-up kit. This was a normal Faith look that Wes was used to seeing her in, but he was always caught breathless by her. He may have been her watcher and was afraid of her at times, but he was still male. And seeing someone that looked like Faith, dress the way she did, always made him sweat.

Once down the stairs she bounded over  to him.

"Whatcha need Wes?" Faith asked.

Wes gulped as he tried not to look at her chest.

Faith noticed his movement and discomfort, which caused her to smirk. She took a step closer to him and placed her hand on his chest. She leaned to whisper in his ear. "Like what you see? How about you and I go upstairs and I teach you a few things."

Her hot breath on his ear sent shivers down his spine. Wesley was caught up for a moment, but then she shook his head and snapped back to reality. He grabbed her hand and took a step back before letting her hand fall.

"Faith….no. I want to talk uh business not…"

"Pleasure?" she smirked.

"Right. Look all I mostly wanted to say was take my cell phone, and call if you run into any problems." He held out his phone.

Faith frowned losing the playful smirk. "Look Wes I'm a big slayer now. I can take care of myself."

"Yes I don't doubt that, but still. Please?"

She rolled her eyes but took the phone anyways. She then smirked again. "You know you need to relax Wes. If you want I can help you out with that. Like I said before I can teach you a few things."

Without missing a beat Wesley replied. "Yes well, I'm sure I could show you a few things too Faith."

Her eyes lit up. "Oh ya?" She stepped closer to him again, but he stepped back.

"Have fun out there, and try not to get into trouble," he said before turning around and leaving.

Faith stood there and pouted for a moment but shrugged and headed out the door.

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