Faith's new design is coming very soon.  Before any one asks...No. Faith's design was not part of the reason why I am rewriting the story. I just feel like updating her design a bit.

***Alastor's POV***

Once the shock of what happened wore off, I felt a surge of anger and irritation. It takes a lot of self-control not to shift back into demon form and chase after that fucker. I swear if I ever find out who hurt Faith, I will make sure they suffer. I would have gone after him, but that isn't the most important issue right now. Faith is injured and that must be taken care of first.

It was a bit of a shock when Faith shouted and then took off suddenly. I couldn't react for a moment. Her rescuing Amy, breaking the attacker's arm, and her getting knocked down all happened so fast.

I am a little irritated at Faith though. How could she be so reckless? She could have been killed. What if he attacked her while she was down?

Clearly, I would have stepped in at that point, but that is besides the point. I will certainly need to talk to her about that recklessness of hers.

***Faith's POV***

Once I think I can stand a hand reaches down to me. I look up and see Alastor holding out his hand. He's still wearing that smile of his, but it's tense and strained. He's upset. I know that much for sure. Weather It's cause the guy escaped or the that I basically threw myself into a dangerous situation I don't know for sure. Maybe it's both.

I grab his hand and like I am as light as a feather he pulls me up easily. As I look at him it's clear that he isn't happy. Before either of us could say anything, Ted comes running out of his house.

"Faith! Are you ok?" He asks worried.

"Yea I'm fine."

He looks over my face and notices the cut.

"No you are not fine Faith. You're hurt and bleeding."

"Really Ted it's just a scratch. I will be fine." I insist.

Ted then grabs my hand and starts pulling toward his house.

"Nope you're coming in and I am fixing up your cheek. No ifs ands or buts about it." He says while walking.

Alastor follows us into the house. Ted sits me down in the living room and tells me to stay there. I roll my eyes as he walks away.

"Dear, are you sure you're alright?" Alastor asks while wearing that same tense smile.

"Uh...Yea...I mean I don't really feel it right now. So, I think I will be fine." I say feeling a little nervous under his tense gaze.

"Dear."

"Yes?"

"We need to talk when we get home." He says in a very serious tone.

"Ok. Ok. We'll talk later. Now can you stop looking at me like that? It's making me uncomfortable." I say not want to keep feeling the intensity of his gaze.

After that sentence the look in his eyes shift to confusion.

"What do you mean?" He asks me confused.

Wait. Does he not know he's been giving an uncomfortable and intense look.

"You've been giving me this uncomfortable and intense look and I can't stand you looking at me like that." I say honestly.

It suddenly looks like he is about to apologize. Before he can though Ted return with a med kit to fix my cheek with. He looks at it closely and tells me he doesn't think it's deep enough to need stitches. I sigh in relief at that. Stitches don't sound fun.

While Ted patches me up he chats with Alastor. Surprisingly they actually get along. Well at least a little bit.

I now have a big bandage on my face and Alastor stole my keys from me saying he would take me home since I am injured. I swear if he crashes my truck I will-

"Auntie Faith." I hear as I feel a tug on my sleeve.

I look down to see Amy at my side. She kind of looks upset still.

"Yea sweetie what do you need?" I say in a kind and soft tone.

"I'm sorry." She says like she is about to cry.

"For what?" I ask wondering what has her so upset.

"You got hurt saving me. I'm sorry Auntie Faith." She says sadly.

I got down on my knees in front of her and made her look at me.

"Hey now you don't need to worry about that ok. You are my family, Amy. I would do anything to keep you safe. So don't feel bad it ok. I am fine."

"Auntie you are not going to leave like mommy did are you? You're not going to leave where I can't find you are you?"

Ok. That broke my heart a bit. I don't want to lie to her, but at the same time the truth would only hurt her more. I'm sorry Amy. I hope one day you can forgive me. I hug her and rub back.

"Of course not. I will always be here for you. I don't plan on going anywhere for a long time." I say to her soothingly.

After a moment she pulls away seemingly to feel better. I get up and we say goodbye to Ted and Amy. I can't help but feel a little guilty for lying to Amy like that. But I just didn't have the heart to tell her the truth and hurt her like that.

I'm so sorry Amy.

The ride home was silent and that made me nervous. I have been at least a little nervous since he said that we needed to talk. I don't really believe he would hurt me. At least I hope not. Our deal protects me from death, but not being hurt.

Images of the people in my life who have hurt me flash through my mind. Will he be like them? Hurt me and either not care or laugh about it. No. No, I can't think like that. I will make myself paranoid if I do.

Many thoughts and questions swirled around my head that I hadn't noticed when we did make it home. I didn't notice Alastor get out of the truck or walk around to my side. So, when he opened my door that I was leaning on I pretty much fell out of the truck. Luckily for me Alastor was right there and caught me.

"Woah there dear. I know I'm handsome, but you don't need to fall for me." He says with a small chuckle at his own joke.

I would have laughed if I wasn't so embarrassed that I got so lost in my own thoughts I got so distracted. I no doubt probably had slight blush on my cheeks as I clung to his suit. I guess at some point he shifted back to demon form.

"Oh. Ha ha. You're such a comedian." I say as I stand on my own and force my blush back.

"But seriously dear, what had you so distracted?"

"Nothing in particular really. Just a lot of thoughts at once."

"Hmm." He hums and looks at me like he is trying to decide if he believes me or not.

Well it wasn't a lie. It also wasn't completely the truth either. I was having a lot thoughts in my head. It just wasn't good kind of thoughts.

"If you say so darling." He says before leading me inside.

Once inside I start to head to the couch to sit down. Events of today have me exhausted and I need to sit a minute. But before I can Alastor gently grabs my upper arm and spins me around to face him.

That sudden wave of nervousness hits me instantly. For some reason I can't bring myself to look at him. My eyes are just glued to the floor.

"Darling, look at me." He says in a firm tone.

I try to, but I can only raise my eyes to his lower chest area. I hear him sigh. Then he gently takes one of his knuckles and places it under my chin and raises my head so I am looking at his face. He doesn't look angry, but I can tell he isn't happy either.

***Alastor's POV***

I think I may have scared her a bit too much if she can't even look at me. I will admit when I told her we need to talk I may have been a bit angry when I said it. I think she is worried I am going to hurt her. I'm not, but for some reason she thinks I am.

I need to talk to her. I can't have her afraid of me. She is an entertaining woman for sure. It would be a shame to lose such entertainment. But first her Injury needs to be taken care of.

***Faith's POV***

"Dear, I am not going to hurt you. Now lets get that cut taken care of." He says before taking my face in his and taking the bandage off my cheek.

"What?" I manage to squeak out before he runs his tongue along the cut on my cheek.

I try to pull away out of embarrassment and the fact that the cut now stung. But his grip on my face was gentle, yet firm.

"Come now dear. You're alright. Just let me heal you."

Before I could ask anything he licks the cut on my cheek again. Only it doesn't sting this time. It actually feels tingly. He licks the cut a third time before letting go of my face. After the third lick the tingling stops.

I raise my hand to my cheek and feel nothing. I don't feel the cut anymore. I look up at him and he has a small smile on his face.

"Thanks."

"No problem dear. Now we need to talk."

"Ok. What about?"

"Dear, what you did today was very reckless. You could have gotten worse injuries than a simple cut on the cheek. What would you have done if he attacked you while you were on the ground?"

I do admit what I did today was reckless, but I don't regret doing it. Wait? What did he mean by that question? I thought he would have done something if things went bad. Does that mean he wouldn't have defended me if the strange man attacked me while I was down.

"Wait so you would have let him attack me while I was down?" I ask slightly annoyed.

Alastor suddenly looks confused at my question.

"What do you mean?" He asks confused.

"Well from how you asked that question it sounds like if he did attack me while I was down you would let it happen. I will admit I was a little reckless today, but I wasn't really worried about something worse happening. That's because I trusted you step in and help if things got bad enough. Are you saying I shouldn't have?" I ask as tears of frustration and sadness building in my eyes.

He looks a little shocked at what I have just told him and at my question. Before he could say anything, the tears overflow and begin running down my face.

"I-I-I just didn't want to lose anyone else." I say as more tears flow down my cheeks.

At this point my frustration fizzled out and was replaced with thoughts of losing Amy. I can't lose anyone else. First mother then father and Annaleese. I swear if I lose anyone I don't know what I'll do.

Even if I tried the tears wouldn't stop. I put my face in my hand and just started sobbing. I couldn't hold back the sadness anymore.

***Alastor POV***

Well Shit. This is not how I thought this was going to go. I didn't think my question could have been seen that way. I would have stepped in if it went bad. She didn't misplace her trust in me. The point was I was trying to make was to be more careful and not throw herself into such situations so much, but now I have a crying girl in front of me.

Damn it! What do I do now? If seeing her afraid of me felt bad, seeing her cry feels worse. Who else has she lost? I know she lost her sister, but I guess she lost more people she cares about. I will have to ask about that later.

Right now, I must do something about Faith. I sigh knowing the only comforting I know for a crying girl is a hug. I walk up to Faith. She doesn't move.

"I'm sorry dear. I didn't mean to phrase the question that way. I didn't mean to make you cry either." I say wrapping my arms around her.

She then wraps her arms around me and hugs back while crying into my suit. It gets soaked with her tears, but it will dry so I guess I can let it slide.

We stayed like that for a while. Hugging and me rubbing her back, trying to soothe her. Her arms slowly drop, and her sobs stop.

"Dear?"

I pull away from her to see she passed out. While standing up? With a sigh, I pick her up and take her upstairs to her room. I put her down on her bed and put a blanket over her. I summon a chair near her bed. I decided to read while I wait for her to wake up.