They were surrounded. Again.
“Fuckin’ Hell!” Buffy heard Faith curse from behind her. When she turned around, Buffy saw Faith punch a vamp in the face before delivering round-house kicks to the mid-section of another. In a flurry of movement, Faith dismantled four vamps before Buffy had time to stake the one beside her.
“What got into you?” Buffy asked, smirking.
“That son of a bitch ripped my new leather jacket,” Faith snorted.
“Isn’t that jacket from the vamp last night?” Buffy asked, wrinkling her nose.
“He wasn’t going need it anymore. So I ganked it before I staked him.”


