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If anything, after talking with Pike, Andrea was much more determined to spend some time with Faith as soon as possible. She had no idea what the other woman was going through but she was all to familiar with being the one who pushed people away. Who felt as if it was better to go it alone, for everyone else. For her. And she really wasn't about to allow Faith to do that to her. As she had said the other day Faith had so much potential but the other woman wasn't in any place to realize that. If that meant stuffing her with ice cream and doing asinine things Andrea was damn sure Faith had never done before then that meant that they would end up throwing up ice cream and chick flicks in the morning. Not that Andrea could complain.

Well, maybe her pocketbook was complaining, given she was pretty sure she'd bought out the store in ice cream and other junk food. Superstrength was such a gift some days. Even if pretending if she was being dragged down was a pain in the ass. She had to smile pleasantly through odd looks and gallant offers of help. Yet she'd charged on, like the determined little vigilante that she was and was currently knocking on the door of the motel room that Faith and Pike were staying in.

Andrea did hope that Pike wasn't there. Because she was still irritated with him after his confession. However, if Faith wanted him there, she would deal. Many might not believe it but she had great self-control. Especially when it came to her fists. His eyes, nose, and teeth would be safe for the time being.