A/N: This'll be the last chapter until AFTER Christmas and maybe the new years. So technically you could say it's on HIATUS until then. Thanks again to forestwife for the review…yes I'm updating!
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Last time on 'Warning':
'Faith?'
'Got any room for a rejected slayer?'
'What happened to Wood?' 'He split.'
Spike bent down to turn it over. He gasped when he saw the face of…
On todays err…chapter:
Spike stood dumbstruck as the blue eyes of his great-grand-sire looked up at him.
"Darla?" he asked, still shocked. The vampire looked up at him with a faint smile.
'Is it really her?' thought Spike.
"Hello William."
'Yeah, it's her. No one else calls me William.'
"Bloody hell." he said as he helped her to her feet. She grabbed onto him for support. She looked around.
"Oh, you're here again." she said glumly. Angel stepped forward.
"Darla?" She looked up and smiled.
"Angel."
"Are you…evil?" Darla smiled.
"No, the Powers sent me. Though they didn't tell me why. Where's Connor? I want to see my little boy."
"But, luv. You're still a vampire." Spike said, confused as hell over this.
"Yeah, well. Looks like having a soul is really in fashion around these parts huh?" she smiled again. Angel and Spike looked at each other. "Well," Darla said, "aren't you going to introduce me?" she said looking at Faith and Illyria.
"Oh right well, the one that's got attitude pulsing off her like BO is Faith." Faith waved. "She's the famed 'rogue slayer'." Darla nodded then looked at Illyria.
"Fred?" she asked, vaguely remembering the small brunette girl.
"Well, you see," Spike began. Angel cut in.
"There was…an accident. Look long story short, Fred died and…this…is Illyria." Darla's eyes widened. Spending four-hundred years as a member of the Order of Aurelius she knew of the Old Ones.
"Illyria? How on Earth have you tamed her?"
"Who says we tamed her. Her punches still feel like being hit by a truck." Spike said rubbing his chin subconsciously. Darla looked around.
"So, how about a room?"
"You're staying?" Angel asked.
"As far as I know, yes. Something big is going to happen."
"Oh no, not another apocalypse." Spike complained.
"No, not an apocalypse. Something…else." She said. Spike looked at Angel as they led her to a room. Once they were gone Faith looked at Illyria.
"So, blue. Any hope of getting you to sit down with me and talk about the latest movies?" Illyria just looked at her blankly. "Right, I'll take that as a no." she said and went into the training room.
Later:
"So, the Powers give you any idea of what is coming?" Angel asked setting a mug of blood down in front of Darla.
"No. Just that whatever it is, it's going to be big." she replied. Spike sighed.
"I'm really tired of all this guessing and cryptic crap. They should leave that crap to the Watchers." he said.
"They blew them up remember?" Angel reminded him.
"Oh right." Spike replied, not really caring.
"So…Darla right?" Faith cut in. Darla nodded. "Did the big P's in the sky say anything about the Slayers?" Darla thought about it.
"Well, they said something about a Slayer. That's about it." Faith threw back her head in frustration.
"Yo, was it always like this?" she asked Angel.
"Like what?"
"You know, did they always go all, Cryptic 101 on you guys." Angel thought about it for a minute.
"Pretty much, yeah."
"Fantastic." Faith replied sarcastically. Spike chuckled.
"Don't worry. You get used to being screwed over three million times."
"Yeah." Angel and Darla both agreed. Faith smiled.
"Wow, you guys should write a book. 'Being Un-Dead: Not all it's cut out to be.'"
"Seems a little long to be the title of a book." Darla said, smiling. Faith shrugged taking a drag from another cigarette. Spike stood up.
"Right enough lady-talk I'm gonna go take a nap. Haven't really done that since," he stopped to think about it, "well, since I got knocked out by, I think it was a giant mace." he walked out. Angel shook his head.
"He's changed." Darla said.
"We all have." Angel replied.
"No…he's changed a lot more. You can see it. He's still arrogant and cocky but," Darla shook her head. "I don't know. Everything seems different now. There are so many surprises around every corner."
"OI PEACHES!?!" Spike yelled from the entrance hall.
"YEAH!?!" Angel yelled back.
"WHAT'S YOUR KID DOIN' 'ERE?" Darla's head shot up and they all sprinted to the entrance hall. They ran in to see Connor standing there smiling.
"Hey."
There…Chapter 3. Hope it satisfies. Anyways…I'm trying to think of when to bring my character in. I'm pretty confused at the moment.
Anyways…
I HOPE ALL OF YOU HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS (and if I don't see you before) AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
mwa xoxoxo
Desi
