Disclaimers: Joss owns them, not me. I make no claim and profit not one iota, from this series.
Comments: We're almost there guys and gals. *sob*
Dedications: To all the guys and gals of the Buffy N Faith Yaywhore group, the best group in the world, ever!
Title: It's Veruca Salt's Shimmer Like A Girl. They own it, not me. I've run out of titles, obviously.
Crossover: Taz, ass kicker, is owned by Star. I have permission!
 
Buffy's POV
 
Slayers Do Vegas XLIX - I Nailed You, Until You're Walking The Walk
 
'We got everything? Spells...'
I look down at the bag Taz is holding.
'... and?'
 
'Stuff. Look, you want to help her, right? Trust me!'
 
Not going to happen, but I'll go with the flow.
I've got no choice.
 
'Come on then. And guys, when we get there, the Big Bad's mine, right? And that 'right' isn't up for negotiation.'
 
We all get in Taz's car and head out into the unknown.
One word buzzing round my head.
Faith.
 
Faith's POV
 
Holy crap!
I feel like... I've been chained up for hours and beaten until I can't remember my own name.
Am I spot on the money or what?
I've been moved.
At least I'm lying down now.
Doesn't fill me with cheerleader glee, though.
I try and move my head, but I can't.
What now?
My heads held in place by a thick strip of steel, probably there to stop me biting one of these fuckers fingers off.
 
I hear a voice beside me, start to chant.
What is it with Big Bads and this black magick crap?
 
'Hey! Bondage was in last season. I'm a fashion conscious kinda girl and I don't want my friends seeing me like...'
Someone backhands me.
I roll my tongue round my mouth and feel fresh cuts where my teeth just ripped into my cheek.
Maybe I'll lie here and be quiet.
You wait 'til I get my Slayer strength back, I'm gonna shred every one of you fuckers!
 
I smell that rotting flesh stench again and I know who's beside me, Mr WWF.
He bends his face down to me, and my vision is filled with him and... fuck, a knife the size of Nebraska!
 
'What you gonna do with that? De-scale my teeth? Thanks but I think I'll wait for my visit to the dental hygienist.'
 
Faith?
Could you shut the fuck up!
B will be here any second to save your sorry ass and your mouth isn't help.
 
Then I start to panic as I feel the blade slide along my neck, not enough to cut but enough to make me hold my breath in.
I hear someone chanting louder, to my right.
 
'I conjure thee, Nebiros, by the greatest living Demon, Lucifuge. The Sovereign Creator of all things...'
 
FUCK!
 
Buffy's POV
 
We're outside the bunker.
Left the car and walked the last half mile, didn't want any look outs spotting us.
Not that we should have worried, they don't need people on watch.
Taz was right, this place is a fortress!
 
'Tara? Willow? How do we get in?'
 
I watch Tara start chanting, little sparks of electricity jump off her hands.
We all take a step back, even Will.
The main doors start to buckle.
Wow!
That's steel, buckling!
Tara's making... enough already, get in there!
 
'Wait!'
 
Taz's voice stops us all dead, she's standing in front of us, sucking deep breaths in.
Then she does something that makes me want to stake her LYING ASS TO THE NEAREST TREE!
 
She puts her Game face on.
 
Faith's POV
 
Ok, I need to stay calm.
B's probably on her way right now.
 
But what if she isn't?
What if they hurt her, or... worse.
I start to struggle against the metal restraints, holding me down.
NO!
I have to get out of here!
 
'I'M GONNA BEHEAD EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!'
 
That smell again, the knife against my throat, harder, pushing in.
I freeze.
 
'Language! Some of my babies aren't even a hundred, you'll damage their ears!'
 
Harder, the knife pierces my neck and I feel blood start to drip out of me.
My blood.
 
'BUFFY!'
Buffy's POV
 
'You want to tell me why I don't stake your sorry ass, right now, Taz?!'
 
'Because I'm not exactly a vampire! Ok, I have the fangs and the Game face, but I don't eat people and I can walk in daylight, also...'
She pulls a compact out of her pocket and holds it up to her face.
'... I have a reflection! Shows over, we gonna kill some bad guys or stand round here and chat about me looking a tiny bit vampy?'
 
'Why didn't you tell us?'
 
'What, that I'm a demon? Um, because it's NOT IMPORTANT! You want Faith back, I want these power hungry cheeseballs off my turf. We're after the same thing! What's the problem? You need my help on this one, especially if the witches can't stop that magick from draining your Slayer abilities. Am I right? You know I am.'
 
I give her my 'I'm only doing this because I have no other option' face.
 
'Ok, Will, Tara? You guys stay behind us. When we get in... to where ever we're getting in to, make sure you try and take out who ever's behind the 'Slayers not being strong' thing. Taz? You take care of the other vamps. I'm going straight for Numero Uno, and when I get him, he's going to be sorry he took my girlfriend!'
 
I start to walk down the passageway and then turn back.
No-ones moved and they're all staring.
What?
OH!
 
'I mean...'
 
Will starts with the pointy finger thing.
 
'You... you and...! She's your...?!'
 
Tara smiles a little and whispers something in her ear.
Will starts beaming.
I'll find out what that was after we get Faith back.
 
'Yes, me and Faith are... well I don't know. I mean we've done stuff, and I bet if I asked if she'd be my girlfriend, she would, but... Ok! Soooo 'off on a tangent'! Can we save her first?'
 
Everyone nods, especially Willow, who now seems a hundred times more enthusiastic.
Then Taz speaks.
 
'Come on then, lets show this Big Bad that there's one thing he shouldn't have pissed off... girls!'