Rescue
Faith was uneasy about leaving Pike alone, but she knew he trusted Doyle. Plus, he'd seemed mostly okay with Doyle being there, so she'd taken the opportunity to slip out of the motel room-after first picking up her knife, his knife, and his gun. The last she stuck in the back of her pants, under her jacket, the other two went inside the jacket. When Buffy texted her the address, she had began heading in that direction, eyes narrowing in anger the entire time. She wanted the hell bitch dead.
She got there maybe two minutes after Buffy. Noting that the door had already been kicked down, she drew one of her knifes and headed inside. She saw B and Vi already inside, and spotted a group of the ugliest munchkin demons she'd ever seen heading their way. With a dark grin, she moved in that direction herself.