Disclaimers: Joss owns them, not me. I make no claim and profit not one iota, from this series.
Comments: Here we are guys, SDV L. God I hate Roman Numerals!
Title: It's the Wicked Witch song from The Wizard of OZ. I thought of the song and just thought of Willow, Tara and blood and gore! WOO!
Spell: It's real, try not to chant it anywhere near a sacred salt circle or you may get a shock. I tend to stay away from Dark Magick, nasty stuff. Heckate rules! [I have to say that or she'll turn me into a toad]
Crossover: Taz is from You've Got Mail, from Star's site. I have permission.
 
Faith's POV
 
Slayers Do Vegas L - Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead!
 
Cold, getting cold.
Where's B?
Can feel the blood dripping out my neck.
Fuckin' vamps chanting!
This isn't the type of Vegas show I was hoping for.
 
'Whence, if you or they do not obey promptly and without tarrying I will shortly increase your torments...'
 
Feel tired.
 
You can't sleep, Faith!
Stay with it.
Think of... B!
 
B smiling, when she dropped another quarter in that stupid slot machine.
 
'....I constrain you therefore to appear here, in comely human shape...'
 
 
B on top of me, rubbing that wet towel in my face.
Being all stupid and smiley.
 
 
'...from the uttermost infernal abyss...'
 
 
B kissing me, softly.
 
 
'...I constrain and command thee! With the blood of the Chosen One! Come forth!'
 
 
B telling me she loved me.
Did I say it back?
 
 
'Come forth!'
 
I don't think I said it back.
I do love you!
 
'Come forth!'
 
 
B, I love you too...
 
Buffy's POV
 
'Fa...!'
 
Tara slaps a hand over my mouth.
I force myself to calm down.
Need to stay calm!
 
Willow hands me a metal amulet, all small and silvery, with a shiny stone in the centre.
 
'Buffy, we put a spell on it, you have about a minute of Slayer strength when you're fighting him. We couldn't do more as we don't really know what magick he's using. Sorry!'
 
'This is all I need, guys. Thanks!'
 
We're at the door to a concrete room.
Inside are about 10 Vamps and someone who I think crushes cars with his hands for an evening job.
I can see Faith!
She's on some crummy alter.
Why do they always use alters?
She's not moving.
Why isn't she moving?
This isn't happening.
We were so happy, ok she wasn't talking to me, but I would've kissed her and made her be all 'I like Buffy' again.
And now this...
I rest my head against the cold wall.
 
Breath.
Breath.
Breath.
 
Taz squints her eyes over to where Faith's lying, relief floods over her face and she turns back to whisper at me.
 
'She's still alive, I can see it.'
 
'She's alive?!'
I hold myself back from hugging Taz.
She's alive!
 
Hold up.
 
'How can you tell?'
 
'I can sort of see life forces. Don't ask! Witchy girls, you get up and running with your cook books, try and give us a diversion, anything! Fuckin' birds tweeting, make it rain fish, get Santa Claus to appear, anything! I'll take the vamps. Buffy, you get the head honcho, you have to get to him before he...oh. Um, he's going to drive that knife straight through her heart as soon the the portal's fully open...'
 
'Hey, I'm the Slayer!'
 
Yeah, Taz 'I've got a weird face so I'm gonna boss everyone about'!
 
'Sorry...look, what did you have in mind?'
 
'Will, Tara? Diversion! I need a weakening spell so I we can hit him where it hurts. Taz? You take the vamps out. I'm going after...'
 
'Me?'
 
We all look up, into the face of a seriously BIG Demon!
 
Faith's POV
 
Kamikaze.
Lime juice, triple sec and... and, vodka.
 
Bellini.
Champagne...um, lemon juice, grenadine and... fuck; and, pureed peaches!
Always have trouble with the girls drinks.
 
Hot Kiss.
Black bush whiskey, coffee and cream.
 
Mai Tai...
Mai Tai...
 
Concentrate.
Mai...
 
Concentrate!
 
Hey, B, did I tell you that I love you?
I don't think I said it, but I meant to.
Just I'm an asshole sometimes...
 
And...
Now I don't think... I don't think gonna get... chance.
 
Think.
 
Stay awake.
 
Awake....
 
 
Buffy's POV
 
'Halitosis is a crime! You need to get someone in to...'
 
His fist slams into my stomach and grabs hold of my top.
He pulls me up, right into his face.
Ok, so this seems bad, but if he's here, then he's not killing Faith!
So, I just have to piss him off some...
 
SHIT!
I feel myself flying through the air and hit the far wall.
 
A scream.
Not me.

I lift my head up to see him punch Willow in the face, her body going limp and dropping to the floor.
Arms not working properly, come on arms, you have to get with the punching!
Pushing myself up, I run at him, slamming some pissy vamp out the way.
Hey, can't you see I'm busy!
 
Then a bolt of electricity hits Demon Guy, and he sinks to the floor.
Then another, and another!
Huh?
Who the... TARA?!
 
I stop and stand, just looking at her.
Her hairs waving out, like she's in a wind tunnel, smoke coming from her fingertips.
 
'YOU HURT MY WILLOW!'
 
Another bolt, slicing through the skin of his arm.
 
'YOU HURT MY WILLOW!'
 
I see Taz taking out some Vamps with a crossbow.
Guess that's what she had in that bag of hers!
The ones who haven't run out as fast as they could, are dropping like flies.
I'm glad she's on my side!
 
Faith?
I need to get to Faith!
 
I begin to move over to the alter that they've got her on, a flash of movement to my side stops me.
Huh?
I turn round and Demon Guy has Tara by the throat, and has just punched... oh my god!
He's almost punched through her stomach.
Tara?
 
I can't move.
What do I do?
WHAT DO I DO!
I watch as he rests Tara against the wall.
She slowly slides down, leaving a small streak of blood on the concrete.
She slumps on her side, staring straight ahead.
 
Tara?
 
Do something.
Buffy?
DO SOMETHING!
 
'TAZ!'
 
She spins round and leaps over two vamps.
Then, as she's flying through the air she lands on Demon Guys back.
I see long thick claws spring out of the end of her hands and she digs them into his neck.
A growl erupts from his throat as he tries to get her off.
I slam my foot down on a chair, smashing it into pieces.
 
You hurt my friends.
 
I pick one of the pieces up and run over to where Taz is still wrestling with him.
 
You hurt my friends.
 
As Taz turns her head and sees me, she jumps off.
I feel a snarl on my face.
 
You hurt FAITH!
 
'Slayer! I'm going to...'
 
I run forward, slamming the stake into his stomach.
I hit his body as it goes right through him.
We sink down to the floor.
 
YOU HURT FAITH!
 
I pull the stake out and he smiles up at me.
 
'You missed my heart Slayer, and that...'
 
I slam both my fists into his face, breaking his nose, his blood sprays up, covering me.
 
'I wasn't aiming for your heart!'
 
Pulling the stake out slowly, I feel a growl come out of his throat.
It almost makes my toes curl!
I quickly place it on his neck and push all my weight down, feeling it sink into him.
His eyes go wide as he tries to throw me off.
 
'YOU... ' I twist the stake '...HURT MY...' I hit him in the face with my elbow. I hear his skull crack '...FRIENDS...' I push myself up by leaning on the stake, twisting it some more. '...AND MY FAITH!' I slowly pull it out and watch the blood pooling on the floor, round my feet.
 
I look over to Taz and she nods.
I jam the chair leg into his chest, as hard as I can.
The force sends pain through my arms.
We stand and watch, as he turns to dust.
I look down at him, then at my body covered in blood.
Then at Tara.
Taz is bent over her, and I can see Tara's lips moving, to say something.
SHE'S ALIVE!
 
Oh god, I feel like I'm going to be sick.
 
Willow pushes herself up and rushes over to Tara, holding her and starting to chant.
Willow, Tara, Taz, me...?
 
'Oh god...Faith!'
 
'Go see to her! I'll take care of Tara and Willow. Go!'
 
I run up to the alter and rip at the restraints.
Then I stop.
She's white and cold.
The bruises on her face look blue, cold blue.
Her eyes are staring up at the ceiling.
Why is she staring like that?
NO!
I have stuff I need to tell her!
She can't be...
NO!
 
I move down to whisper in her ear.
Can feel it on my lips; cold.
 
'Faith?'
 
There's blood everywhere.
Her blood.
 
'FAITH!'
 
I try and feel for a pulse in her neck, but there's nothing.
NOTHING!
 
Wait.
I feel something.
I feel something!
 
'Faith?'
 
She blinks once, slowly.
I can see her chest moving, just.
 
'B?'
 
I throw my arms round her, holding on tight.
She's so cold.
I start to cry, can feel my tears dripping onto my cheeks.
I don't care!
She's ok!
 
'Hey... you're ok now, Faith.'
 
She's going to be alright.
She is, isn't she?
She is!
SHE IS!
 
'Need to tell you...'
 
'Nuh-uh! You have to be quiet, 'k? I'm going to get you out of here, then take care of you and make you all better. So you just lie still.'
 
I lean down and kiss her lips, softly, in case I hurt her.
 
'No tongues, B?'
 
I laugh as I look at her, then I stop.
She looks so pale.
 
'Not yet, maybe when you're better.'
 
'I'll get better quickly then.'
 
Faith's POV
 
I'm in a big old pile of pain as they carry me to the car.
Can't even walk.
Fuck!
 
I guess once Mr WWF died I got some of my Slayer stuff back, 'cause I can think without feeling like someone's stamping over my brain.
 
Tara looks like crap.
Willows been chanting stuff the whole time she's been helping her in the car with me.
Talking about not walking wounded.
 
'Hey Tara.'
 
'Hey Faith.'
 
'You look like shit.'
 
'I don't look as bad as I feel then.'
 
I go to laugh, but my ribs start shifting, and stops it dead in my throat.
I close my eyes and start to drift off.
Someone slips in next to me.
Huh?
 
'Thought I'd sit back here and take care of you two.'
 
I look over and see B; covered in blood!
 
She holds her hand up, stopping my question.
 
'Not mine! I'm... ok. Well not ok... I thought I'd lost you. I turned round in the graveyard and you'd gone! I didn't know what to do.'
 
'Well you figured something out, 'cause you're here and so am I.'
 
She smiles and my insides melt.
And now I'm glad.
 
I'm glad that I'm a sucker for Buffy Summers.