Under a blood red sky

So there were changes going on around town and Faith wasn't sure if she liked that or not. She heard through the grapevine that people had disappeared. In her experience that could mean a couple of different things.

One, people got tired of town and all the Hellmouth shit going on and had hit the ground running. Always a possibility but not really the option Faith was going with for what probably happened.

Two, bad shit was coming and the universe, or the bad guys, were rearranging and stacking the deck to make sure whatever happened blew up the most crap as possible.

Faith was going with it was probably some variation of option number two. It wasn't just that she was a pessimist. It was a lot of experience in being around when shit blew up and it was all hands on deck. She'd done it from both sides of the line after all.

Just thinking about it left her rubbing the scar left by the knife in her gut back in Sunnydale. Something bad was coming if she was right and she wanted to be ready for it. Faith needed to check in and see if Dean was still around along with his blonde hunter girlfriend. She trusted him at her back, and she needed to check in and see what other players were left in town.

For now that meant hanging around near the lobby of her hotel and seeing who came and went. If anyone was looking for her they'd start there and she wanted to see them coming.