A/N: Another story I found floating around on my computer, I found a few chapters so I'll post all I have and then if you like it please please review and tell me otherwise I'll just presume noone likes it and I'll leave it

Disclaimer: Joss and M.E.

Summary: In A:ts S4, Angelus is kept in Buffy's basment instead and BtVS characters have to take turns watching him.

Warning: Nothing as of yet, maybe in later chapters

Rating: PG-13

Spilers/Timing: Takes place in Buffy season 6/7(ish) What is in Angel season 4, Angelus hadn't been kept in the cage in L.A, but in one in Buffy's basement and BtVS characters had to take turns watching him.

I've made Angelus Spike's sire, I know Dru is but hey, I've always prefered the idea of Angelus, like Joss mentioned in 'School Hard' 'In the dark' and probably some other episodes I can't remember :D

Oh no soul for Spike, but he still has a chip (well for now anyway...)

Oh and one more thing :p Xander never left Anya at the alter!

Spike took a gulp of air as he walked down the steps, he knew Angelus couldn't hurt him, but it didn't make this any easier. This was the first time he had seen his sire for, well he didn't know how long. He had seen Angel, of course, but Angel wasn't his sire, Angelus was. The last time he saw Angelus he was following his every order, as a good childe always did, well actually that wasn't the last time he saw Angelus, but the time before last, last time he wasn't his sire, he was just some wacko looney hellbent on destroying the slayer. He had loved his sire, his real sire, would have done anything for him, now? Now everything had changed, he was a good guy now, or at least he thought he was, he was so unsure these days, everything was so unclear, what happened to the good old days? Kill everything with a heartbeat, god it had been so simple back then.

He had put this off for long enough, getting Buffy and the others to 'babysit' Angelus but he knew it was his turn, and he knew there was nothing he could do that would stop him from having to face Angelus eventually. He knew Angelus would have known he was putting it off, Angelus knew everything there was to know about him, and could read his face like a bloody picture book.

He took one last breath of air and then walked towards the cage where he saw Angelus sat on a chair reading the paper looking quite cozy, well cozy for someone who had been locked in a cage for the last couple of weeks. Angelus didn't need to look up to know it was his Childe that was stood before him, he had sensed him as soon as the door down to the basement had been opened, he had been waiting for this moment, it was going to be a lot of fun.

"I've been expecting you William" Angelus finally looked up at Spike, sat opposite him, the only thing seperating them was a few metal bars. If anyone else called Spike William they normally ended up with a black eye at the very least, but not Angelus, he was the only person who could get away with it, he had always called Spike William, until he was souled and he turned to Angel, then it was Spike.

"Have you missed me?"

"I saw you just the other week" Spike avoided the question, though he knew Angelus would easily know the answer

"Ahh, but we both know that's not the case is it now Will? You saw Angel the other week true, but you haven't seen me for years"

"You, Angel what's the difference, I hate you both"

"No you don't. You hate Angel. Angel's the one who left you, not me. I've never left you Will. I'm your sire, I would never leave you, I wouldn't be able" Angelus could see his words having the desired effect on his childe as he refused to make eye contact with his sire.

"That's not true, you never cared about me, you never will care for me either. I've managed for years without a sire, so I can bloddy well manage without a sire now, I do fine by myself, I don't take orders from anyone. Not you. Not Angel. No one" Spike was still looking to the ground, Angelus smiled.

"LOOK AT ME" Spike's head instantly shot up at that voice, it was the voice Angelus had always used when ordering him, the voice he had always obeyed.

"Don't need anyone to give you orders eh Will? Then why did you look at me just then?" Spike mumbled something under his breath

"What was that?"

"Habbit" Spike muttered slightly louder

"A habbit that you've kept for over 100 years? I don't think so. You want someone to take control of your life, you need someone to take control of your life"

"You don't know a thing about my life anymore so don't pretend you do" Spike clutched the crossbow he was holding tightly feeling the tears well up in his eyes, he had always missed his sire, he had never admitted it to anyone, not even Dru and he was not going to let Angelus know how much he needed him. Angelus smiled, he could feel his Childe's pain, the upset, the need.

Before they could carry on their conversation Buffy came down the steps.

"I thought you might want a bit of company Spike" Spike looked up at her, annoyed, he didn't know why, but for some reason he had wanted some time alone with Angelus, some time alone with his sire.

"Thanks"

"Me and Will here were actually quite fine alone Buffy"

"Will?" Buffy looked puzzled for a minute, thinking he was talking about Willow, then she realised, "You let him call you Will? Well that's just unfair you get really moody when I call you William"

"So?"

"Ok, touchy. What's wrong with the name William anyway?"

"It's what my... my father called me" Spike hoped Buffy wouldn't realise what he was talking about, unfortunately for him she didn't need to, Angelus worked it out for her.

"He means It's what his sire called him" Buffy looked at Angelus, then at Spike who was now looking at the ground once again.

"Oh" Buffy was uncomfortable, she didn't really know what to say

"Come here Will" Spike looked up, and he didn't know why but he stood up anyway. Buffy looked at him, unsure, wondering what he was doing.

"Admit it, you miss it. The killing, the orders, the simplicity of it all. You follow the orders of your sire, you love your sire. Your sire punishes when you do wrong, your sire treats you when you've been good. Do you remember that? How happy you were back then? How-" Angelus was interupted by Spike

"Shut up, just leave it, jus-" Angelus interrupted Spike that time round, time to do something to shock Buffy

"YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME CHILDE?" Spike's head immidiately bowed down at that voice

"Sorry Sire" he mumbled before he had even realised what he was doing, when he looked up again he saw Angelus's amused face.

"These are a lot of things you are doing out of habbit here William" Spike turned to look at Buffy, she looked completely shocked, she had never seen Spike obey an order like that.

"That chip of yours, you've had it for what, a couple of years? Over two years without feeding from anything, just drinking pigs blood, you can't tell me you enjoy that. Why do you do it?"

"I have to drink pigs blood, I can't drink from anyone, you know that"

"Uh-uh, that's where you are wrong. And you know you're wrong don't you? You can't feed from any human because it harms them, but you can still harm demons can't you?" Buffy was a bit lost as to where the conversation was going, but Spike knew exactly where it was heading.

"Don't" he warned Angelus

"Oh, you're giving me the orders now are you?" Angelus vamped out, and Buffy became instantly awake, watching his every move, though Spike knew he wasn't going to try and hurt anyone, far from it infact.

"Please, don't Angelus" Spike begged once more, though he knew it was useless, he would give in, just like he always did. Angelus bit his wrist, allowing the scent of his blood to fill the room. For Spike it was intoxicating, there was no blood like a sire's blood. It had power and strength above all other blood, he hadn't tasted that blood for years, the smell of the blood made him need it again, need his sire's blood, need his sire. But he refused to be taken in by it, he turned away from Angelus.

"Come on then Will, have some, I don't mind. It won't hurt you, you know that" For Spike it was too much however much he wanted to, he couldn't refuse blood from his sire. He stepped towards the cage, trying to resist but knowing himself that he couldn't. Angelus smiled as Spike put his game face on. By now Angelus had his arm held out through the bars, Spike couldn't help himslef, he grabbed the arm and began drinking, once he started he found he couldn't stop, he had missed drinking from a body, but his sire's blood, it was so much, his mind began to fill up of memorys again, memorys of him and Angelus, good memories.

When he finally let go of the arm he couldn't believe what he had just done, but he also knew if the chance came up again he wouldn't be able to resist it. Buffy was watching him shocked, but she didn't say anything. Spike finally looked up at Buffy.

"I need to go get some fresh air" he walked up the steps leaving a grinning Angelus behind him.

"See Buff? Your perfect little Spike isn't quite so perfect now is he? Drinking from the hostage, tut tut tut"

"You made him drink from you Angel, you made him"

"You were watching him as much as I was, you know he wasn't forced into it at all. And could you stop calling me Angel? I'm not like that idiot, I have much better taste in clothes, and I would've thought that you of all people would be able to appreciate that" He looked Buffy's outfit up and down "Then again, maybe not" He gave her a quick grin and then sat down to start reading again, he wasn't going to waste time talking to her, no he would wait for his childe to come back down, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he did.