Disclaimer: Joss, Owns all. Especially Angel. It's not fair. I want Angel. Maybe he'd share him with me. I mean he shares with WB, Fox, Mutant Enemy and Grr Argh. So maybe If I'm really nice when I'm finished *playing* he'll let me keep them. (Readers all snicker and go "Hmm Yea right…")
Spoiler: Season Three. But Angel never got his soul back, nor did he have a nice vacation in a warmer eternity. Also there is no Oz.
Rating: Once again the authoress is clueless. I'm going to say R cos' of language and possible alluding to naughty things.
Distribution: Let's all sing. Ask and it's yours, don't ask and my friend Kyle will bite you.
Dedication: For Drusilla, My hero, my best friend and the inspiration for this story. Life would be nothing if I didn't have you. I'm getting all soppy on you. But I love you Jaye. In the friend way. I've been saying that a lot lately but it's true. Well on with the story.........
Willow sat at their usual table at The Bronze. Buffy was a bitch. She hated
Buffy. She thought back to earlier that night.
"Look Willow, I'm not saying that I don't want to be friends with you anymore. It's just. I know you love Xander and after what you did to Cordelia. I'd rather not have you around. I want my boyfriend to be out of your reach." Willow shook her head. "Buffy, I didn't mean too with Xander it was a clothes fluke. I swear. I'd never try and come between you two."
"It's no use Will, I saw the way you looked at Angel when we were together and you may not realise it but you're selfish. You always want what belongs to someone else. And I can't risk my relationship with Xander. So maybe I'll see you around. Kay?" And with that the slayer left her former friend disorientated and bewildered. She sat there for a few hours mindlessly running over the night in her mind.
True she had kissed Xander while he was involved with Cordelia but it
hadn't meant anything to her. It had actually proven to her that she and
Xander were totally wrong for each other. But Buffy had accused her of being
selfish. < I'm not selfish am I. No, I'm not please god I'm not selfish.
Maybe I am but I didn't realise. Buffy wouldn't just say that would she? >
The more she thought about it the more she realised she was right. She
wasn't selfish nor did she have any intention of stealing Xander from Buffy.
So preoccupied with her own thoughts she never noticed the arrival of
It had been a long time since the vampire had been to the local teen hang
out. The last time had been with the slayer and her little groupies. He
scanned the crowded room for his evening meal when his eyes settled on a
certain red headed hacker, sitting all on her lonesome by the bar. He
smiled. This was going to be fun.
Angel sidled over to the table and sat down. "Rough day Willow?" Her head
snapped up at Angelus' words. "No. Well, yea I suppose you could say so."
She tried to smile, but it came out as a pathetic smirk. Angelus' was
shocked. She wasn't scared of him. She got up. "I'm going to get a drink,
you want?" He was reeling. Not only wasn't she scared she was going to buy
him a drink. He smiled. "I'll get the drinks. You stay here." He got up and
went to the bar. He came back with a bottle of vodka and two shot glasses.
Willow jumped. "Angel, I don't drink. I'm only seventeen. I'm underage. I'll
get arrested and then...." She babbled on and Angelus laughed. "Relax
Willow, I'd have thought you'd have been more scared of becoming a late
night snack rather than being arrested." His words hit home. "Ohmigod,
You're a vampire." Laughter once again filled the room. "That I am Willow.
Had you forgotten?" He studied her face. "No, you didn't forget. You thought
I was Soul Boy. You even called me Angel." He shook his head. "That was
silly, I'm not Angel anymore Willow. But I'm not all bad either. I've done
some good things too you know." Willow got up to leave, but he reached out
and held her back. "Don't go Red, stay. Call a truce for tonight, just me
and you. I promise no biting. Unless you ask." He waggled his eyebrows
< A night with Angelus'? Should I trust him? Does it matter. I've got no
one else. No one cares. It might even be fun. > She knew inside that she
shouldn't trust him. After all he'd killed her goldfish. But there was
something inside him that made her trust him. The look in his eyes when he'd
asked her to stay had been sincere, human almost. Like Angels. A voice in
her mind was shouting out that this was the souled version of the vamp. But
she knew not to fall into that trap. She gave in and threw him a jaunty
look. "You've got yourself a deal Fang."
"Fang, It's new. I like it. Okay Red, What's our first toast?" He poured the
vodka and Willow stared into his eyes. "The slayer." He started to protest
but she got in first. "May she rot in hell for all eternity." She threw back
her head and downed the vodka in one quick gulp. "Well Fang, Hurry up. It's
your toast." Angelus downed the liquid and raised his next glass. "To Red
and Fang. The best in the world." They linked arms and swallowed. It was
going to be a long night.
Five hours later.....
"Faaaaannngggg??? Where are yoooouuuu?" A very drunk Willow stumbled around
the cemetery. "I can seeeee yooouuuuu. Reeeeedddddd. Can you see me?" She
shook her head. "Where's my puppy. I had him a minute ago. Puppy? Puppy
where are you?" An equally intoxicated Angelus jumped down from his perch in
at tree. He got down on his knees and crawled around the cemetery calling to
the puppy he had stolen from a store down town for Willow earlier that
night. He stuck his nose up in the air and sniffed. "That away." He pointed
towards a mausoleum where Buffy and Willow had often sat during patrol. She
sat down in the middle of the cemetery and began to cry. "Everyone hates me.
My friends hate me and now even my Puppy hates me." Angelus' wrapped his
arms around her. "I don't hate you Willow. Really I don't hate you. I don't
like you but I don't wanna kill you or anythin'." She looked at him, both
the picture of sincerity. He stood up and brushed off his leather pants and
helped her up. "Now let's find the Puppy and go home it's cold." Willow
nodded rubbing her shivering arms. "I'm cold." He went to take his jacket
off and was shocked to find it gone. "Oh no, my jackets gone. I liked it. It
was my only one. Gave the stupid slayer my other one." He snarled and
growled for a moment before taking off the red shirt he'd been wearing and
holding it out to her. "Here you go Red, it's red." He smiled proudly at the
observation and folded his arms over his bare chest. They held hands as they
walked into the mausloeum. Inside they found her the puppy sniffing around
at an old grave. Willow picked him up and huddled him in her arms. "Naughty
Puppy you shouldn't have--" She cut herself off. "Fang, shouldn't we name
our puppy?" He thought about it for a long time. "What about Angelus jnr?"
She shook her head. "To nasty, it's a sweet little puppy. What about, Angel.
Angel was sweet and kind." She screwed up her face. "But he ignored me, he'd
always ignore me and he brooded way too much. It's not normal. People
shouldn't brood that much." Angelus mused over it for a mo'." "Willow?"
"I'm not human."
You said it wasn't normal for a person to brood that much. I'm not a
person. I'm a very mean growly vampire and I can lick you any day."
"Ohhh." They both stood there for a moment when Angelus spoke.
Wanna have a sleep over at my house. Spike'n Dru'll be there too. We can
have ice-cream and play truth or dare and watch movies. They won't hate you
red. They're softies." He nodded as if to make a statement. She thought it
over. "Oaky doaky fang. But it has to be peppermint choc chip ice- cream and
our Puppy has to be invited too." Angel went down on one knee and looked the
puppy straight in the eye. "Puppy, Would you do me the honour of coming to
my humble home to a sleep over party?" In all earnesty and in her best puppy
voice, Willow answered. "Yes Mr Fang-Sir. I will come to your party. So
Willow and Puppy climbed onto Angelus' back and he proceeded to piggy back
Willow and Puppy back to the mansion.
At the mansion......
Spike paced by the fire. He was bored. Dru was playing in the garden
muttering something about the bending trees. He never paid attention to her
when she was like this. It was enough to drive him batty. Angelus had
disappeared at sunset and had been gone all night. He heard a commotion at
the door and went to see who could possibly be stupid enough to disturb him.
He pulled the door open to find his sire arguing with one of the slayers
little chits. "No way Fang, Burt Bacharach was way better than Mozart.
Mozart's old and and… He's old." Angelus' shook his head with moral
indignation. "Ugh, Red you have no taste. I mean you proved that by being
friends with slutty the vampire slayer. But this takes the cake. Burt
Bacharach sucked." Spike laughed at the irony of it all. "You're both bloody
drunken sods. Billy Idol is and always will be the best. He puffed languidly
on a cigarette. Angelus' pushed past him and turned around. He held out his
hand, "Red my dear would you like to come in." She mock curtsied and then
frowned she shook her head and indicated to the small dog in her arms.
"Puppy is also most very welcome." Spike laughed. "You'll regret this
tomorrow peaches." He walked up the stairs. Dru's voice was lilting. "Has my
daddy bought the bent tree to see me?" She walked up to Willow and danced
around her. "Yes, you are her. You're my little brothers mommy." She
proceeded to laugh and dance. She got down on her knees and pressed her ear
against Willow's stomach. "He's not in there yet." She herded Willow and
Angel upstairs much to Spike's amusement and ushered them into a room at the
end of the hall. "Go, go make my little brother."
Inside Willow and Angelus looked at each other uncomfortably. Angelus broke
the tension by kissing her. He ran his hands up her back. "We'd had better
do what she says." Willow nodded and groaned into his mouth. He slipped his
shirt off her shoulders and she lifted her arms and her sweater followed.
His hand found their way to the back of her bra and he freed her breasts. He
ran a finger over her coral nipple and she fumbled with the buckle on his
Next door Spike was woken up by the sounds of his sire and the slayers
little friend screaming in release.
The next morning Spike barged into his sire's room and set on the end of
the bed. Willow and Angelus were tangled up in the white cotton sheets.
Spike cleared his throat loudly and Angelus lifted his head. "What do you
want?" He snarled, angry at being woken so early, angry at the throbbing
pain at the base of his neck that was slowly spreading. Spike laughed. "Well
Peaches, I thought I'd remind Red that she's got school in an hour." Angelus
looked at the form of the tiny red head wrapped in his Navy Blue blanket,
Her hair fanned out over the white pillows. "Oh Jesus, Spike what have I
done?" Willow softly mewled in her sleep bringing back memories of the night
before. He laughed. Spike was confused. "Spike my boy, go and get Dru."
Spike stood and went to get the insane vampire. Angelus placed his hand on
the curve of Willow's cheek. He bent down and whispered in her ear. "Red,
are you awake?" Her eyelids fluttered and she groaned. "Ugh, I have a
massive head ache." She pulled herself up and opened her eyes. "Angel, why
am I in your bed and er.. Why am I naked and more importantly why are you
naked?" She twisted her lips in embarrassment as she remembered their
activities from the night before. "Ohh Goddess, this is not good, this is so
very not good, Buffy! Buffy is going to kill me--" Angelus placed a finger
against her lips then trailed it down to cup her chin. "Now Red, You called
me Angel again. Did you forget? And the slayers not going to touch you. In
fact if anyone is going to kill anyone, I'm going to kill her. Capeche?" She
giggled. "Since when do two hundred something vampires say capeche?" He
smiled and bent down to kiss her. She smiled and kissed him back.
Spike groaned as he walked into the poof's room and saw him passionately
kissing the red head. "Hey peaches, get a room or something will you."
Angelus laughed. "This is my room boy." Dru laughed wildly and ran up to
Willow, She peeled back the blanket and pushed her head up against Willow's
stomach. "E's in there, The stars they told me he would be. My little
brother. He's special." Willow laughed nervously. "Angelus…" she indicated
to the vampire who was whispering to Willow's stomach and placing feather
light kisses on her navel. She began to coo and Willow screamed. Angelus
pulled Dru away and Spike moved into to comfort Willow. "Dru, what are you
talking about?" She smiled wickedly. "The stars and the moon have been
whispering in my ear, telling me delicious stories. They said that you and
the tree that bends in the wind will come together to hurt the slayer and
I'd have a new little brother." She smiled and looked at Willow. "Don't be
afraid of me, I won't hurt you. We'll be friends and we'll dance and play
and soon we'll have a little baby. Spike will you take me shopping tonight?"
Spike nodded. "Sure thing sweets."
"Dru." Angelus' patience was wearing thin. "You do know that can't be true.
Vampire's can't have little babies." She smiled wickedly. "Yes they can." He
sighed. Willow shook her head. "I can't do it, babies are so not on my
agenda for another ten years. I'm seventeen. I have to do my SAT's and go to
college and get married. I have to be married before I have little babies…"
Spike laughed. "You are all so stupid, If the stars told Dru you're going to
have a little brat then Red, congratulations. Angelus you old dog. You're
going to be a daddy. I always wanted a little brother." Willow shook her
head. "I can't it's not right. I can't and vampires can't have kids can
they?" Angelus shook his head. "No not usually, I mean once or twice it's
happened but it's really unlikely." She nodded. "Do you think I am. I mean I
could be cos' you and me we.. Well you know what we did." She was blushing
furiously. Spike let out a hearty laugh. Willow growled. Angelus let out a
shocked laugh, and Dru began to sing to the wall. "Yeah, It is possible. I
think you might be, Dru's almost always right about this kind off thing."
She nodded. They all sat there when Willow spoke up. "Where's the Puppy?"
They all looked at her. Angelus recalled the puppy they'd taken from a store
last night. "Ohh yeah the mutt's downstairs a few minions went to get him
some breakfast, you know big softies us vampires. Always a sucker for a cute
puppy." Willow nodded. "So what your saying is I'm going to have a baby."
Spike sighed. "Yeah pet, we got that part. Say shouldn't you be getting up.
The boys downstairs are making you breakfast and you've got to go to
school." Willow buried her head in her hands. "Oh god, Buffy and Giles and
Xander. How am I going to explain this to them. I mean your Buffy's
boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend but you killed Miss Calendar and that's a bad
bad thing and they hate you. I mean really hate you. They'll never forgive
me ever." She began to sob and Angelus pulled her into his lap. "Shhhh,
Willow. It'll be all right. You've forgotten that Buffy didn't want to ever
see you again. She shouldn't have any say over our life together." He rocked
her in his arms. She looked up at him. Tears shining in her eyes. "You want
to build a life with me?" He nodded and she wrapped her arms around him as
tightly as she could. "I love you Willow, more than anything. And I want to
build a life with you and our son, but I'm not going to change for you. I am
still a killer by trade and by nature and I will kill the slayer, but I love
you." She was amazed and comforted by his honesty. "I love you too Fang."
She huddled into his arms and he kissed her hair. Spike pretended to gag.
"Really, this all so touching. But I don't want any of the little witches
pals in here trying to find her. So I say Red, you go to school. While
Peaches and I think of a plan too get back at slutty, okay?" They both
nodded and Willow got up to get ready pulling the sheet that had been
covering her body with her leaving an extremely naked Angelus on the bed.
She stifled a giggle and went off in search of a shower.
Later on downstairs, Willow was showered and was sitting with Angelus on
the breakfast bar, nibbling on some banana's he had found in the deeper
recesses of his refrigerator. "I should get going. School and all." He
nodded. "Come back here tonight." It was an order not a request, she nodded
in reply. "I want to go home though, get some clothes and stuff." She looked
at what she was wearing. A pair of spikes leather pants that fit rather well
to her embarrassment, a gray sweater that had belonged to Angel, It was a
bit baggy but she'd decided it looked good and Spike's doc martens, Somehow,
she'd lost her shoes at the cemetery. He nodded compliantly and took a bite
of her banana, "Only if you promise to come back. Dru's desperate for you to
go shopping with her tonight." She smiled at the vampiress who was at that
moment telling her daisies about her new brother. "All right I'd had better
go now." She pecked him on the cheek before hopping off of the bench. She
called goodbye to Spike and Drusilla and left.
Willow arrived at school at the beginning of homeroom, after apologizing to
the teacher she found a seat near the back of the room to try and avoid the
stares of her class. When the bell rang she was confronted by Cordelia.
"Well Willow, Looking good. Didn't think you had it in you. Leather, It's a
whole new you." Willow nodded and attempted to find something to fill the
awkward silence. "Yeah, new." Cordelia laughed. "So I saw you last night,
with a mighty fine looking piece of choclatey goodness that until recently
tended to favour our brave little slayer." Willow gasped. "You saw us.
Please don't tell them. They're already so mad at me." Cordelia frowned.
"Why are they mad at you?" So Willow proceeded to tell the whole story.
"Wow, so you're pregnant. That's really gonna piss off Buffy." Willow
nodded. "But you know, That doesn't really bother me. She's been treating me
like nothing for so long and now she's got Xander she wants me out of the
picture completely. But it's like everything's falling into place, I've got
Angelus and he really cares about me and so do Spike and Dru and once you
get past the whole vamp thing they're really nice and cool, I mean tonight
Spike and Dru are taking me shopping. Me little Willow shopping with two big
bad vamps. I mean sure Angelus will be there but remember evil killers and
now they're my family and I'm happy." She took a deep breath exhausted from
her mouthful and Cordelia nodded. "You've got it made Willow. Listen since
you're persona non grata with the library gang. How about sitting with me
and my sheep at lunch. They're not the most intelligent people on earth but
you know they're entertaining at most." Willow laughed at the may queen and
stood. "I'd love to Delia, But History is calling so I'll see you at lunch
"Sure Will," And with that the may queen headed one way down the hall with
the formerly shy hacker headed the other way. Both were the picture of
confidence and control.
After school Cordelia had gone with Willow to her house to pick up some
clothes and supplies. Inside Cordelia went through Willow's clothes. "God
Will, the cute and fluffy look is over. You desperately need a style
change." She held up a fluffy pink sweater with daisies on it and shook her
head. Willow agreed from the bathroom. "I know Delia, I was going to pick up
a few things tonight, you know mass murderer shopping spree's on tonight."
Cordelia laughed. "Yeah I know, God I'd pay to see Spike shopping." She
laughed an image of Spike toting around shopping bags dancing through her
mind. "Well why don't you? Come shopping with us I mean. Angelus' won't mind
and it'd be nice to have a female for opinions well a sane female anyway.
Dru can be scary sometimes." Cordelia was surprised. "Are you sure Will, up
until this morning you and I were worst enemies. Granted that was mainly my
fault but.." Willow shushed her. "Delia, Shut up. I want you to come because
like it or not, You are my only human friend left. I want you to be there. I
want you to be a part of my life with Angelus, so please, Come with me?"
Delia resisted not sure whether or not she should say yes. "Angelus has a
limitless Visa card."
"Willow, You've got yourself a deal." Both girls laughed before picking up
Willow's things and heading toward the mansion on Crawford Street.
At the mansion......
Willow knocked hesitantly on the solid door of the mansion. It was sunset
and the sky was tinged purple and orange. She sighed and pushed the door
open a bit peeking inside, She slipped in followed by Cordelia. Drusilla was
waltzing down the stairs humming to herself. She paused when she saw Delia.
"Who are you?" She circled her the way an animal would stalk it's prey.
Delia began to shake a little not so anyone would notice but a little. Spike
came out from the kitchen. "I can smell the fear in this room a mile away.
Who's your friend witch?" He nodded towards Delia. She smiled back
pathetically. "Dru, Spike. This is Delia. She's a friend of mine from
school. I invited her to come with us tonight. Is that all right?" Spike
nodded. "Fine by me." Drusilla smiled. "We shall shop, We'll buy presents
and toys for my brother. You will come. The walls tell me a story. You want
to hurt the slayer, you want to help the tree that bends in the wind. My
brother will help us hurt her. He is the wings of the world." She took
Delia's hand. "Come and meet my Angelus. He won't bite you. Not now that
your on our side." She led Delia into the courtyard where Angelus was seated
on the edge of a fountain. He had a small hard backed book in his hand. He
looked up when the two women walked in. "Where's Willow?"
"Nice to see you too Angelus. She's inside talking to Spike." Cordelia was
shocked at how comfortable she felt around the vampires who had tried to
kill her on numerous occasions. "Sorry Cordelia. How are you? It's nice to
see you. If you don't move and let me inside I'm going to kill you right
here and now." Willow and Spike appeared behind her. "Angelus, I forbid you
to eat my only human friend." He looked at her and then laughed out loud.
Cordelia grabbed Willow's hand. "Okay that just really freaked me out. I
mean I know this Angelus not Angel but laughing is something Angel never
did. This is scary." Spike smirked. "Yes, well sweets I say we head over to
the Sunnydale mall and start our shopping trip." Drusilla clapped madly.
"Shall we? Yes let's go. Come on." She took Spike's hand and began to tell
him of the wonderful story that the jasmine had told her. Delia followed
them and Angelus and Willow walked out behind them arm in arm. Willow smiled
to herself. This was going to work out.
At the mall.....
When they arrived at the mall Cordelia briefed them all on they game plan.
"Okay, shopping is all about strategy and game plan. I propose that first we
go to the clothing stores and get Willow out of those third grader outfits,
then onto shoes and." Looking at Angelus. "Lingerie. Then we grab coffee for
a quick energy boost. Then accessories, Then we have to start baby-wise.
We've got nine months to get that mansion baby friendly and there's no time
like the present." She took a breath and smiled, Proud of organizing them.
Willow, Spike and Angelus exchanged glances and Drusilla sat there paying
special attention to her new friend, hanging on her every word. "Well then
ladies shall we get started." Angelus pulled Willow up off his lap and he
began to walk when Cordelia stopped him. "We're going this way." She stalked
off towards the women's clothing store. Willow tried on everything and left
the first store with bags of clothing. Cordelia had gone totally gone
overboard and Spike and Angelus had brought her everything that caught her
eye. She was a part of their twisted little group now and to hell if she was
going to ever want something again. They left the store Willow and Angelus
wrapped in each others arms struggling with a few bags followed by Cordelia,
Spike and Drusilla overloaded with bags. They left their purchases at the
information desk and moved into Victoria's secret. This time Angelus and
Spike were ordered to wait outside while the girls went about their personal
shopping. Half an hour later laden with pink bags they walked out of the
store. They deposited their next set of bags with the others and moved into
Chez Jules, the small coffee shop in the mall. They sat there talking and
laughing like old friends sipping their coffee when a short blonde and her
whipped puppy boyfriend walked in. The air was thick with tension when Buffy
caught sight of her former friend with her three biggest adversaries.
"Willow, what the hell do you think you're doing? Oh god they changed you.
I'm sorry Will. I really don't want to have to stake you. She reached into
her bag and pulled out a stake. Willow just laughed. "Gosh Buff, You're so
pathetic. Angelus didn't change me. I'm still quite human, pregnant granted
but very much human." They watched the looks that crossed Buffy's face.
Shock, confusion, hurt and finally anger. "You little slut. Don't you know
that he doesn't want you. You are just a toy, a pawn in their game against
me. You don't matter to them. You don't matter to anyone. Do you think they
care about you? That they love you? You're just a bit of entertainment 'til
the next meal--" Spike cut her off. "Geez Buff, Delusional much? We're a
family now slayer. Me, Dru, Angelus, Red and Delia." She stood frozen.
"Don't you get it slayer. This isn't about you. It'll never be about you.
This all about my family. So leave." She glared at him. "This isn't over
Lover." She emphasised the last word and left, Xander following her like the
whipping boy he was. They all sat there not knowing what to say until
Cordelia spoke. "You guys think I'm part of your family?" Willow nodded, not
trusting herself to speak yet. Angelus and Spike looked at each other before
both diving and hugging the may queen. "Delia pet, You are stuck in between
two of the worlds most feared vamps and neither of them is responding to the
urge to drain you right here and now. I'd say your stuck with us." She wiped
the rapidly forming tears from her eyes.
They spent the rest of the night shopping for clothes and decided to come
back later and get baby stuff. Like Cordy said. "You've got nine months
what's your hurry." The two teenagers crashed at the mansion that night.
Willow in Angelus' bed. Cordelia slept in Spike's bed and he shacked up with
The next morning Willow woke up with a start. She sat upright and clutched
her knees, her heavy breathing rousing Angelus' from his sleep. She began to
shake, tears running down her face. She trembled in Angelus' arms and he
could feel the rage inside of himself. She tried to speak but words weren't
forthcoming. "Bu-bu-buffy and Xan-der." She gulped and burrowed into his
embrace. His face set. "What Will, what about Buffy and Xander?" Tears ran
from her cheeks down his hard stomach. "Our baby, They tried to hurt our
baby." He tightened his grip around her, furious that the slayer and her
moron replacement for his souled counterpart could even contemplate hurting
their unborn child. He resolved that, the night coming would be the last
Buffy and Xander ever saw.
That night Buffy walked into the bronze confidant that she would see Willow
and her new friends there. She had dressed for the occasion in the hopes of
letting the redheaded witch know what she was up against. She was wearing a
tight red dress that showed more than a little cleavage and finished just
above mid thigh, with tall red leather boots. She walked into the room
acting confidant and cocksure.
Xander walked through the park grasping his stake and crucifix, He was
running late and knew there'd be hell to pay when he arrived at The Bronze,
but he didn't care. Buffy was his. He'd finally won. She was dating him and
not the dead guy. Xander Harris had a girlfriend. Angelus smiled watching
the boy clumsily make his way through the park, this was going to be easy.
As Xander walked past the tree Angelus was hiding behind he reached out and
grasped him by the neck. "Hey Xander, How are you? Haven't seen you in a
while. Of course Willow and I have been rather busy lately, if you know what
I mean. Well yes, I hear you and Buffy are dating now. Good for you."
Angelus' trademark sadistic smirk surfaced when he saw Xander's face turn
blue. "Well yes I'll make this quick you don't have much time left. And I
have more important things to do, like well we're almost out of milk over at
the mansion, so I'll have to pick some up. There're some fledglings who need
to be put straight about who they're allowed to feed from and oh yeah
there's that pesky slayer that needs killing. I'll tell her you said hi. Or
maybe goodbye would be more appropriate," and then Angelus proceeded to
drink the life blood from Xander's veins. He dropped the limp body on the
ground and headed off to The Bronze.
Buffy sat on a stool by the bar smoothing her skirt and waiting for her
enemies to arrive. she caught sight of Angelus walking in the doors and he
waved at her. She grinned, she always up for a good fight. Angelus
approached the table and about two feet away he dropped to the ground and
screamed. He opened his eyes and looked up at Buffy. "Buffy, what's going
on? Why are we here ? I don't remember. " He shook his head and she knelt
down and cradled his head in her lap. "Shh Angel we have to go and get
Willow and Cordelia. Spike and Drusilla kidnapped them. Okay come on." Buffy
smiled inwardly. This was turning out better than she'd hoped. Angel had his
soul back and he was going to help her kill Spike and Drusilla. They headed
over to the mansion. Ready to kill the two vampires.
Willow and Delia sat in front of the television. They were thinking of baby
names." What about James?" Willow shook her head. "Too formal, what about
Robert?" Delia wrinkled her nose. "Too preppy. What about Doyle?" Willow
rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Doyle Boyle is going to go down well." Cordelia
giggled. "Angelus' last name is Boyle." Willow nodded and reached for a
handful of blue corn chips. "What about Patrick? or something Irish?"
Cordelia nodded. "What about Michael or Gabriel, one of the Angels?" Willow
nodded getting excited. "That's it, Gabriel, and if it's a girl Gabrielle."
They both smiled. Willow couldn't wait to tell Angelus.
Outside Buffy was preparing her crossbow ready for the attack. Angel spoke
up. "I'll get Willow and Cordelia out, you keep Spike and Dru busy then I'll
come back okay?" She nodded and caught his head in a kiss. he smiled at her
and they barged into the mansion.
Spike was waiting for the signal from his sire. The plan had been
ingenious. Angelus had decided to be soul boy and trick the slayer into
coming back to the mansion. Then Spike would jump out and grab her before
Angelus ripped out her heart. He thought it rather poetic. He never noticed
Drusilla wafting in from the garden as the slayer made her entrance.
Angelus made his way over to Cordelia and Willow and urged them out of the
house into the
courtyard before giving Spike the signal. Spike jumped down off of the
stairs in a predatorily fashion. Buffy turned and aimed her crossbow at him.
"Well slayer, it looks like it's just you and me. Do we really need weapons
to do this? It's going to be all the more embarrassing when word gets out
that you were armed when I killed you." She shook her head. "Wit becomes you
Spike you should really try it more often." Spike snorted and smiled when he
saw his sire sneaking up behind the slayer. He grinned as Angelus grasped
her from behind. She squealed and flailed her arms releasing the arrow from
her bow. Three heads turned as Drusilla was caught unawares by the offending
arrow. She glanced up from her flower and managed to say Spike before she
collapsed into a pile of dust and ash on the floor.
Spike let out a growl of anguish as he watched the love of his unlife die.
He turned back to Buffy. "You won't live to regret that slayer." Blood tears
were forming in his eyes. She smirked and stopped struggling. "I might die
tonight Spike, but at least I took your whore with me." She tilted her head
to look Angelus' in the eye. "I wish I could say the same to you. It would
have been nice to kill your little slut too. Buffy smiled before Spike
twisted her neck with a sickening pop. Angelus watched her tiny body fall to
the ground. He shook his head and looked over at the daisy lying atop the
pile of ashes. Spike had knelt before it his cheeks stained with blood. he
let out another cry and Cordelia and Willow ran back into the house. Willow
gasped when she saw the sight and began to cry. Cordelia blinked back her
tears, she knelt by Spike wrapping her arms around him. He tried to push her
away but she held tight and eventually he stopped resisting and let himself
be comforted by the girl who had been so kind to his dark princess and had
become so important to himself. Angelus held Willow rocking her in his arms,
watching the other two over her head he knew what was coming and reconciled
himself to the fact that Dru was gone.
The next night the four of them took Drusilla's ashes to the ridge
overlooking Sunnydale. Spike scattered them to the wind. Willow prayed to
the goddess that she'd be safe wherever she was and Cordelia hoped that she
was happy. Angelus watched saddened at the loss of his child, desperate with
worry that his other would recover form the loss.
Eight and a half month's later.....
Willow and Cordelia stood back to admire the paint job of the nursery in
their new home. They'd left the mansion a few weeks after Drusilla was
killed and found a new place on the edge of town. Spike claimed the memories
were to much. In the past months a close friendship had formed between the
four of them. Especially Cordelia and Spike. Angelus knew his childe was in
love with Delia but refused to admit it. Willow knew that Delia loved Spike
but refused to do anything about it while the vampire clung to the memory of
his departed love. The baby was due in two weeks and Willow was getting more
and more nervous about the birth. The new slayer had been called in Emeline
Harris, Xander's younger sister. She never held Willow and the others
responsible for Xander's death and unlike the slayers before her she'd
achieved a balance with the vampires. The locals had made a deal that they'd
feed but wouldn't kill and she only killed those that she saw killing. She
got along famously with her watchers Wesley Wyndham-Price and a younger man
well half man half demon who went by the name of Doyle. "Hmm I think you
missed a spot over there Angelus." Willow pointed to an area in the corner
of the room that would be her sons nursery. Angelus inspected it and
laughed. "You minx, I did not." he bent down and spotted Willow's nose with
lemon paint. She pulled him down into a searing passionate kiss. Spike and
Delia groaned. "Get a room. " The four of them laughed exiting the room.
Their home was covered in white sheets as the week before Willow had decided
the place needed a paint job. The previously apricot walls were now painted
an eerie maroon and bottle green. It looked marvelous but Willow was
determined their home be ready when her son was born. So she and Delia had
moved out back to Willow's parents home while they were away and promised
they weren't coming back 'til' the house was ready. Willow picked up her
purse and headed towards the door. Angelus followed her making sure she got
to her car safely. They waved as they pulled out of the driveway and he
smiled. He was sure they'd be back later that evening. He didn't know how
wrong he was.
Willow parked the car in the garage outside of her parents old house. She
stepped out of the car and went to open the front door when she noticed that
Cordelia wasn't there. She shook her head. she'd probably gotten distracted
and not realised that they had arrived at home. She leant in the window to
see if the brunette was there but was scared when she wasn't. She looked up
and down the quickly darkening street. "Delia, This isn't funny where are
you?" She ran down the street searching for her missing friend, when she got
to the park it was already dark. She kept running until her feet went numb.
She sank on her heels calling for Cordelia, tears running down her face.
When she looked up she saw an old friend leaning against a gnarled tree. She
was shocked. She hadn't seen Rupert Giles since before Buffy and Xander
Rupert leant against the tree and lit a cigarette. The redheaded witch was
blinded with worry and concern for her friend. he knew she would be. His
plan was falling into place just as he knew it would. Willow Rosenberg would
pay for what she had done and he'd see to that. He smiled at her when she
looked up at him. "Giles? What are you doing here? Delia's missing. You've
got to help me find her. Please Giles, I don't know what to do." He exhaled
coolly. "Where are Angel and Spike? I felt sure that two vampires like them
would be protecting their whores." Willow shook her head in denial not
believing that this man whom she'd thought of as a father would speak to her
like that. "Well where are they? Get tired of having you as a plaything ey,
Willow." He smirked knowing he'd centred on one of her biggest fears. She
shook her head, tears she would've thought impossible flowing freely down
her mud stained cheeks. "I thought you were a good girl Willow, obviously I
was mistaken. Look at yourself. What do your parents think of you Willow?
Pregnant and whore to two of the most sadistic killers in history. I'm
ashamed of you. You let them kill your friends. Your nothing but a slut.
Buffy and Xander gladly risked their lives for you on so many occasions and
you let them down. You let your vampires kill them. I'm shocked Cordelia
even speaks to you after what you did to her. You let her down Willow. She's
gone. Probably dead by now. All because you are a selfish whore who doesn't
care about her friends or anyone but herself and who she's sleeping with at
the moment." She buried her head in her hand and cried out for Angelus. "No
you're vampire won't save you tonight Willow, he won't save you or your
child. Rupert pulled a dagger out of his boot and started towards Willow.
Emeline Harris was on patrol with her two watchers, she smiled as she
watched Wesley arguing with Doyle about the regenerative properties of Mohra
demons. He was a complete tosser and she loved him for it. The council had
been smart in assigning him to her together with Doyle the three of them
were an indestructible team. She walked between the two watchers and place
an arm around their shoulders. "How about we head over toward the park then
back to the school then home. Okay there's not much activity tonight." The
three of them agreed unanimously and headed over to the park.
Willow began to run when she saw Giles heading toward her, but she was so
tired emotionally and physically that she knew she'd be no match for the
former watcher. She felt her baby kick and she prayed to the goddess that
if only for his sake that she escaped.
Angel and Spike continued painting the nursery, Willow and Delia had
finally decided on lemon and blue with a nursery rhyme theme trim around the
center of the walls. They'd stored all the baby furniture at the mansion
while they were painting. At that very moment they were discussing who the
better soccer team were. Spike was all for Manchester United while Angelus
was more partial to the Scottish leagues Celtics.
Willow ran and ran Giles hot on her tail. She could feel him getting closer
and closer. She centered all her power on creating a white circle of
protection and light around herself. She concentrated and focused on
extending the circle to encompass her unborn child and her closest friend,
Delia. She prayed while she ran that the goddess would protect her love and
her friends if anything happened to her. She prayed they were still alive.
When Emeline and co. reached the park gates she saw Willow hurtling through
the park at top speed. She watched as her older brothers childhood friend
fall and the elder man advanced. She knew she had to save her. She ran
across the park hoping she'd reach her in time. Her watchers followed.
Giles smiled sadistically as he cast a circle around himself and Willow. He
strengthened the magical bonds and knelt by Willow's fallen body. He held
his dagger above her rounded stomach and muttered to himself. A
semiconscious Willow heard the words and the realisation chilled her. Giles
was using magic to kill her child. He traced the curve of her belly and she
shuddered at the contact of the cold steel. She concentrated all her energy
and will on her child. She used her last bit of strength to call to the
goddess. "Goddess Hectate, I call on thee as thy humble servant. I will thee
to aid myself and my child. I ask for thy protection." She pleaded inwardly
as she lost consciousness.
Rupert drew all his energy and that of the entity of hell he'd called on to
aid him, to harm the child in Willow's stomach. He traced patterns over her
stomach and spoke curses in Latin urging Elia the vengeance demon to take
the life of this child.
Emeline bolted to the scene she attempted to get through to Willow but some
sort of barrier kept her from getting through. Wes claimed it was magical
circle. She could tell by the look in his eye that there was something he
wasn't telling her and she knew it had something to do with Willow's
assailant. "Doyle, go get Angelus, Spike and Cordelia. They're probably at
their new place. I think it's over on Jale Street. " He nodded and ran off.
She turned her attention to Wesley. "Who is he Wes and how do I stop him?"
He stared at her amazed this little hellfire had seen through him so well.
"His name is Rupert Giles, he wa--"
"He was Buffy Summers watcher. I remember Xander spoke about him once or
twice. Why is he hurting Will? How can we stop him." Fear was etched on her
face and Wesley knew it wasn't something you'd see often. " Emeline, as far
as I remember my time with him he was rather powerful at the black arts. If
he's had eight months to study he could be rather dangerous. I refuse to let
you try anything until we understand the circumstances. Magic is dangerous."
Tight fingers grasped around his throat. "No Wes, you don't understand. She
was my brothers best friend. She used to baby-sit for me. I will not let her
die. I love you Wes, but if you don't help me I'll do this on my own. So I
think you should help me." He nodded and she released him. He took her hand
and stood at the edge of the circle. "We can try this, I don't know if it'll
work. It depends on how much power Mr Giles has and if he's focused on
keeping the circle strength up. Em, you've got to focus all of your energy
on breaking through the barrier. This is the only way." She nodded and
gripped his hand. "Okay." Both closed their eyes and willed away the
At that moment Doyle had gathered Angelus and Spike who were furious when
they heard someone was threatening Willow and even more so when the found
out that Delia wasn't with her. angelus and Doyle were headed toward the
park while Spike had gone in search of the cheerleader. When he reached
Willow's house he searched around the perimeters for any clue of a struggle.
In the backyard he found a lavender high heel, identical to the ones Delia
had been wearing that afternoon. He ran to the back door and attempted to
get inside when he saw her. Cordelia had been strung up on the staircase,
She was pushing herself up trying to breathe and was slowly failing. She'd
be dead in ten minutes if he didn't get to her. He tried to get in but he
had never been invited in. She was slowly losing consciousness and he
panicked. "Delia, it's me Spike. You've got to invite me in. " She lifted
her head slowly. "S-spike?" She rasped the words and he winced. "Come on
baby, don't give up on me. All you've got to do is invite me in." She tried
to speak but no words would come out, she could barely breathe. She lifted
her head and looked at Spike, her eyes filled with tears and she mouthed the
words I love you and she dropped her head. That's when it hit him. "Delia,
Can I come in?" She nodded limply her head falling to her chest. He burst
through the door and ran to her side. Tearing down her bonds he let her drop
into his arms. He held her unconscious body in his arms and let blood tears
of relief slide down his cheeks. "Oh god, I love you Delia. I thought I'd
lost you but I can't I love you so much." He carried her body upstairs and
tucked her into a bed. He smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead. He
turned and left the room. Delia was safe, but there's still Willow to be
Emeline felt the barriers break down and she concentrated harder. She could
hear Giles' screeching at their invasion. She smiled, she was going to enjoy
taking this one out. She concentrated harder and smiled when she felt
someone grip her hand. Sure it was Doyle she tentatively pushed her foot
forward and over the line of the circle. She smiled, she was in. She turned
back to Doyle and noticed that Angelus had taken Wesley's hand and was
working with them. She nodded at him and they both let go of the watcher's
hands and entered the circle.
Angelus' gripped Rupert's head and yanked him backwards away from Willow
delivering a kick to his jaw. "How dare you touch her." He began to pummel
him as Emeline carried Willow over to Wesley and Doyle. Doyle began to check
her over for any immediate damage. Emeline went to join Angelus when she
felt Wesley's hand on hers. She spun back around to face him. She started to
speak but was silenced by a kiss. When Wes pulled away he smiled. "Be
careful Em." He let go of her hand and motioned for her to go help Angelus
who was at that moment delivering a few nice punches to Rupert's rib cage.
Spike ran through the park. He could see the watchers with Willow and
smiled as he saw Angelus and the slayer belting the crap out of some guy.
Before joining the festivities he decided to check on his favourite redhead.
His face was grave when he saw her lying on the ground. Her face was pale
and lifeless, her formerly vibrant hair was ragged and limp. Mud stained her
face and her clothes were torn and bloody from the scratches that covered
her body. He growled as he slid into his game face and picked up Willow. "We
have to get her to a hospital. Now!" Doyle nodded. "Right, the cars over
here." Spike followed him to the car and gently laid Willow in the back
seat. Wesley slid in beside her and Doyle got in the drivers seat. "I'll
bring your slayer and Angelus over to the hospital when the bastard that did
this is dead." Visions of Cordelia dangling over the staircase only served
to fuel his anger at whomever the did this. He started off toward the
Emeline held Rupert up while Angelus broke his kneecaps. Spike arrived and
on seeing who done this let out a growl. "What kind of sick bastard does
this? She's pregnant you bloody wanker." He broke Giles' nose. "And what
about Cordelia, that girl is a bloody angel." H e kicked him in the stomach.
Meanwhile Angelus was getting great enjoyment from twisting his neck to
breaking resistance. "Usually Rupert, I'd go on with this for hours. With
pliers and all but, well my love is in hospital. I'd had better go and see
how she is, Any last words before I let Spike break that lovely neck of
yours?" Giles lifted his head and stared into his eyes. "You killed my
slayer, you killed Xander and you corrupted her, Now I took your son."
Angelus eyes grew dark and Spike twisted Rupert's neck until it cracked.
Angelus took off at vampiric speed towards the hospital. Spike and Emeline
walked in companionable silence towards the car. "Do you mind if we stop at
the house and check on Cordelia?" She nodded. The drive was silent.
Something was bothering Emeline. Spike could sense her ill ease and pulled
over the car. "What's wrong slayer?" She looked at him and her bottom lip
trembled. Soon she was crying in Spike's arms. He soothed her and she opened
up. "He was human. Not a vamp or a demon or anything super natural. Human. I
stood by and let you and Angelus kill a human being. It's my job to protect
them." He nodded sympathetically. "I understand Em, but he was evil. He
wasn't a demon, but he was still evil and you were doing your job. You
protected and saved two or more human lives tonight by stopping him." She
smiled and nodded. Spike started the car and when they pulled up in front of
Willow's house she stopped him. " He was Buffy Summers watcher?" He nodded
not wanting to answer that question. She understood and followed him inside.
Cordelia was in the kitchen when they arrived making coffee. When she saw
Spike she flung herself into his arms. "Oh god Spike, I thought that
something had happened to you. I was so worried." He hugged her back but
pulled away a moment later. Cordelia knew something was wrong and began to
panic. "Where's Willow? and Angelus? Why is Emeline here? Spike what's
wrong?" He grimaced. "Buffy's watcher, he tried to kill Willow and the baby.
She's at the hospital right now. I told Angelus and the watchers we'd go
over there." She nodded and grabbed a coat from the closet by the back door.
"What pet, you can't come. You have to stay here and rest." She rolled her
eyes and walked out to Spike's car. Emeline smiled and followed them out.
When they arrived at the hospital they found Angelus' pacing and angry.
Cordelia was the first in. "Angelus' where's Willow is she okay?" He looked
up with bloodstained eyes, "She's having a emergency C-section. They think
there's something wrong with the baby, They don't think they'll make it. "
he began to cry again as did Cordelia. She collapsed on the floor and Spike
began to comfort her as Emeline comforted Angelus.
Half an hour later the doctor arrived. "We delivered your son, Mr Boyle. He
was early and there were complications. Right now he's in an incubator in
the IC unit. The mother is still in recovery. She had an awful time of it
and is in a coma. She may or may not wake from it, the longer she stays in
it the less the chance is." The vampire who had evoked terror and fear in so
many hearts today looked so scared he might break. Cordelia and Spike were
almost as bad. Emeline and her watchers were scared for the young witch who
had become so dear to them. "Can I please see her?" Angelus appeared more
reminiscent of his broody counterpart at that moment than he ever had before
he slowly followed the young doctor down the fluorescent lit corridor.
Cordelia led the others to the IC natal ward where they'd been told the
baby was. They looked through the window at his tiny body. He was little
more than 35 centimetres long. His skin was transparent. Delia blinked back
her tears when she saw all the machine's he was linked up to to stay alive.
She burrowed into Spikes arms and cried yet again. "Oh god Spike, he's so
tiny. They don't deserve this. " Spike soothed her looking at the tiny
baby's chest rise and fall as he breathed. He had bright little brown eyes
and a small amount of brown hair. He smiled staring at his little brother.
Everything would be alright. He could feel it.
Angel broke down when he saw Willow lying the hospital bed. Her hair had
been cut and pushed back off of her face. Her eyes were closed and her body
was over run with tubes and drips keeping her alive. He sat by her bed and
wept. "Ohh Willow, what am I going to do? You can't leave me I won't let
you. I need you too much, and our son. He needs you. You have to wake up,
you have to. I'm helpless, I've never been helpless. Please don't leave me."
He held her hand against his cheek. "Please Willow, stay with me." They
spent days by her side. Angelus never left not once. He wouldn't feed or
look at his son. He became so weak and his face was even more pale than
usual. When he was strong enough they moved the baby into Willow's room
while they waited for her to wake up. Everyone's hopes dwindled and they
were convinced that Willow was lost to them, everyone but Angelus. His
belief that she would wake up kept him going. He spoke to her and one day it
happened. Cordelia and Spike were bottle feeding the baby and Emeline and
Wesley had gone for coffee again. Doyle was reading a magazine and Angelus
as usual was by Willow's side when she woke up.
Willow woke and the first word she spoke was "Alexander." She sat upright
and called for him. Angelus' grasped her hand. "Willow, ohmigod. I knew
you'd wake up. I knew it." She smiled at him as he enfolded her in his arms.
She cried. "Angelus' I saw him, Xander. he helped me Angelus' he saved our
son." He smiled warily. "What happened Will?" She closed her eyes. " I was
running away from Giles, and I fell and then next thing I was sitting with
Xander in our tree house in his back yard. He told me that I'd be alright.
That my son was going to be a warrior for the powers of good. He's going to
save the world. He told me he forgives you for killing him and that you did
what you had too. He said to say he loves you Cordy, but that you need to
move on to your new love and that Drusilla says hi. She paused and looked ar
Cordelia who was sitting with Spike and the baby. "Is that my son?" Delia
stood up and brought him over to her. "Ohh he's beautiful." She kissed his
forehead and smiled Angelus who was now seated behind her on the bed. "What
else did Xander say Willow?" She smiled. "He told me that he was watching
for us. That he was planning on sticking around for a while to make sure his
namesake didn't do to badly in math. Then he took me back to the park and I
saw everything that happened. Where's Em?"
"She's gone to get coffee. I'll go get her." Doyle stood and left to get his
slayer. When they returned Angelus was roaring. "I am not calling my son
Alexander Harris. I will not call him that." Willow smiled sweetly at him.
"Please Angelus?" he sighed "Fine call him Buffy for all I care. I still
think that Angelus jnr is a much better name."
"Okay we'll compromise, Let's call puppy Angelus jnr. He's too big to still
be puppy." He laughed and Spike walloped him on the head. "What was that
"Don't know, fun, sport, congartulations and all the rest." he laughed and
the three onlookers were happy for the little family. Willow smiled when she
noticed Em in the corner. "Still the shy little slayer. Come here. " Em
approached the bed. "I have a message for you Em. From Xander. He said to
say he loves you and that he watching out for you. He said that he's
sticking around and that we'll know him when we see him." She smiled at the
girl. "He's proud of you. We all are. You saved our lives, we'd never have
gotten through this without you. " The baby let out a small cry and everyone
laughed. "Well I guess Alexander is saying thank you." Willow smiled at the
baby who was screwing up his face and throwing his little fists around.
"Well he's Angelus' son that's for sure."
Doyle smiled at the seven others in the room, the witch, her son, his
father the vampire, the cheerleader and her boyfriend the vampire, his
partner and his slayer and he knew that he'd found something he didn't want
to lose. A family.