Faith groaned, even if there was a hint of a smile on her face, because Claire was right. Stupid, bloody, stubborn ass Winchesters.
"But you know what I distinctly remember with Lilith and Alastair?" She looked at Claire with a smirk. "Us. Helping. You, me, the Jedi, Sarah, angels, witches, people from so many different worlds all coming together to kick some serious demon ass. Just as we all did with Glory and the Dracu-vamps and every other bad guy that thinks they can really take us down."
She sat back and toyed with her own glass, a fond smile on her face. As much as the Winchesters infuriated the hell out of her, she couldn't deny she adored them.
"I just wish there was some way to make them see that it's not their fault. Sometimes shit happens and we're here to help when it does. There's no need to have shady dealings with a dubious demon to try to protect everyone."
She sighed and knocked back the rest of her drink, trying to force Ruby out of her mind.
"So, you and Dean," she grinned, trying to get herself onto a more pleasant topic. "About time I say."