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AN: As with the last chapter, anything you don't see happened as it did originally, and I'll try and reference what took place in the missing scenes anyway; hope you like it

AN 2: In advance, if anyone wonders how Alice can predict what Spike or other vampires of Angel's breed are going to do when she couldn't see the actions of anything that she had never been in the books, that's because she's spent so much time with Angel; while she's never been one of his breed of vampire, the amount of time she's spent with Angel has given her enough of an insight into how they think to get around that 'rule'

Angels with Bloody Teeth

As she stood against the wall in the main command centre of the submarine, she felt almost guilty admitting to herself that she was actually starting to have a good time.

The situation they were faced with might still be grim at best- even if the crew were back at the controls, the submarine was still stuck at the bottom of the ocean in rather poor condition-, but there was a certain thrill in participating in this kind of life-saving mission as she watched the crew come together after the initial chaos to complete their mission, Lawson helping to calm the rest of the crew as they carried out their respective tasks, encouraging them to focus on the positives of their repairs rather than what they still couldn't do.

She doubted she'd stick around to get more missions from the government like this one after the sub was out of danger, of course- even if she liked helping people, she definitely disliked having to take orders from anyone who'd threatened to stake Angel and torch her to get them to do anything-, but it did open up some interesting possibilities...

"Come on," Spike said, his tone almost whining as he and Angel returned to the command centre, Angel flicking through a book as Spike looked wistfully at some of the control panels scattered around them, "when am I going to get a turn?"

"In about never," Angel replied, shooting a brief glare at Spike before turning his attention back to the book in his hands.

"Look, I'm playing nice-" Spike began.

"And if you don't want us to forget that, you'll do what we tell you and not try and push your luck," Alice said, looking firmly over at the other vampire before he could finish his sentence (She was just relieved that she'd started to pick up some impressions from other vampires of Angel's 'breed' after so long with Angel; after spending so much time with humans, it was always disconcerting for her to have to deal with people where she couldn't predict what they were going to do). "Now keep quiet, we're trying to work, OK?"

"Alice is right, Spike; you're not helping," Angel said, glaring firmly at the other vampire. "Just go and check that the torpedoes are all right before I stuff you in a tube and send you for a swim, clear?"

Rolling his eyes in frustration, Spike shot off a mocking salute at Angel before he turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Angel and Alice with the rest of the crew.

"We gonna have a situation, sir?" Lawson asked, walking over to address Angel in a low voice.

"He'll do what I tell him," Angel replied, as he placed the book on a desk to study it better.

"'Cause you know each other," Lawson said, a hesitant tone in his voice; evidently, he didn't like the implied decision to question a superior's orders. "From before this, right?"

"Our history is... complicated," Alice said, walking over to stand beside Angel as she looked contemplatively at Lawson. "Is... something wrong?"

"I just want to make sure this boat gets to where it's going," Lawson said, walking around the desk to stand next to Angel. "That and my crew are all that matters."

"How they holding up?" Angel asked, indicating the rest of the crew after a moment's uncertain silence (Not that Alice could blame him for the fact that he hadn't asked such a question earlier; even after helping her for the last two decades or so, Angel wasn't used to thinking about taking responsibility for large groups).

"They knew capturing a Jerry sub could be a one-way ticket, but they're good men," Lawson said, a firm tone in his voice with only a slight trace of hesitation that was only to be expected given the complexity of the current situation. "They'll keep it together, and they'll follow orders. Or they'll have me to answer to."

"Good," Angel said. "Everybody keeps their cool, we might just make it out of this."

That hope was quickly dashed by the sound of a scream from the next room, Alice only just restraining herself from moving at her top speed to investigate the source of the yells as Angel and Lawson hurried after her, quickly arriving in the next room to find the Prince of Lies attacking the German officer the vampires had noted earlier.

"What the hell are you doing?" Angel asked, looking directly at the ancient vampire.

"You think I don't know?" the Prince of Lies spat, waving a rolled-up sheet of paper in his hands before he threw it roughly onto the floor. "I am as ancient as the darkness itself!"

"OK, you're old, we get that, could you just calm down?" Alice asked, rolling her eyes in exasperation at the other vampire's behaviour.

"They dare conceive such violations upon my temple!" the Prince of Lies continued, walking angrily towards the German, an almost tearful anger in his voice as the human stared back at the vampire with terror obvious in his eyes. "The Prince of Lies is not a slab of meat to be set upon by insignificant maggots!"

"Put a sock in it," Angel said, reaching out to grab the older vampire by the shoulder, only for the Prince of Lies to roar and throw Angel against the wall. Pulling out his gun, Lawson fired desperately at the Prince of Lies, his bullets having no visible effect apart from damaging the other vampire's clothing, leaving Alice to roll her eyes and hurry over to grab the Prince of Lies by the head.

"You know," Alice said, glaring at the ancient vampire in her arms as she spoke, ignoring his desperate attempts to bat her away- he might be old, but at this angle her natural strength was more than enough to compensate for the greater experience he might have compared to her-, "I was trying to get through this whole mess without killing anybody- it's so tedious and uncivilised, when you get down to it-, but you just had to mess that up, didn't you?"

With that, she gave the head a sharp twist, and it came away in her hands, both the head and body collapsing into dust before the Prince of Lies could even scream. For a moment, the German started to talk, but Angel terminated that conversation by getting back to his feet and knocking the other man down with a quick punch before he turned to look at Lawson and the other men, the rest of the crew having gathered at the door after hearing the commotion.

"You all right?" Angel asked, as Lawson shakily got to his feet.

"Nothing a year of shore leave won't fix," Lawson replied, hauling himself back to his feet with the aid of the nearby sink.

"He... he exploded!" one of the men- a slightly overweight man, younger than Lawson; Alice thought she'd heard someone identify him as 'Hodge' earlier- said, looking at Alice in shock. "She twisted his head off and... and he just exploded!"

"Get back to your stations," Lawson said, looking firmly at the other men. "Now!"

As the rest of the crew walked away, Lawson put his gun back in its holster and turned to look at Alice. "Man's asking a good question."

"You really need an answer?" Angel asked.

"Might help if I heard it for sure," Lawson said.

"Vampire," Angel said.

"Yeah, I take it back; doesn't help," Lawson said, looking briefly at Alice before deciding that he didn't want to learn how she was capable of what she had just done, subsequently turning his attention to the table in front of them. "So what do you think set him off?"

"I'm guessing these had something to do with it," Spike said- when the other vampire had appeared in the room Alice didn't know; she'd been too busy being angry at the Prince of Lies to pay full attention to what was happening around her-, holding up the report that the Prince had dropped. "Anybody read Nazi?"

After nobody else had responded, Spike turned and threw the paper on the table in front of the German, who had by now gotten up off the floor and taken a seat behind the table. "Right; let's have it."

"We don't have time for this, Spike," Angel said.

"Better hurry it up, then," Spike said, his face transforming as he glared at the German, "before I get peckish."

The German responded with a rapid speech that Alice didn't understand a word of; she made a mental note to try and find out more about German as soon as she could (That was also something to be grateful for; given her perfect memory, it wouldn't take that long to pick up what to do).

"How's that again, mate?" Spike asked.

"He says you're an idiot," Lawson said (Alice had to give him credit; for someone who hadn't even known that the supernatural existed before now, he was handling Spike's presence rather well).

"You speak German?" Angel said, looking over at Lawson in surprise.

"Enough to get by," Lawson clarified.

"Well, gravy," Spike said, smiling over at Lawson. "I'll menace; you talk."

After Spike shot a brief snarl at the German, Lawson turned to address their prisoner, delivering a German speech that Alice didn't fully understand while Spike leaned over the man in full vampire face and issuing the occasional growl, to which the German responded with a single word.

"He says it's research," Lawson said.

"Research?" Alice said, looking sceptically at the German. "Research into what?"

Even if she had ideas about what the man before her was talking about, she'd appreciate confirmation before she did anything else...

Looking at the German, Lawson spoke again, followed by a longer response from the German with one word that Alice definitely recognised.

"What about vampires?" Spike asked.

"I don't know, it's technical," Lawson said, picking up the report to leaf through it briefly. "Something about stimulation and... control. They've been experimenting on them... and cutting into their brains."

"Oh God..." Alice said, swallowing as she took in what Lawson had just said, exchanging glances with Angel.

They'd had an idea of what was happening on this sub, but the idea that they were actually experimenting on sentient beings...

Not even the worst vampires deserved to be treated like that, as far as Alice was concerned; she didn't like to kill, but at least that ended it.

"That what got the Prince's coronet in a twist, isn't it?" Spike said, looking at the German with a smug tone as the answer to the obvious question was provided at last. "Found out you were gonna pop our tops and melon-ball us."

"They're trying to create an army," Lawson said, looking over at Spike as he studied the report, "out of things like you."

"That explains why they nicked us," Spike noted, looking over at Angel. "Cream of the crop. Wanna build an army of vampire slaves, you start at the top- with the generals."

"It's not enough what you're already doing in the world, is it?" Lawson said, glaring scathingly at the German as he tossed the papers back onto the table. "Only you and your fuehrer could come up with something this sick."

In response to Lawson's statement, the German laughed before he spoke again, Alice once again unable to understand what he was saying even as the expression on his face as he looked at Angel made it clear that it wasn't good news before Angel spat a response.

"Am I the only one don't speak Kraut?" Spike asked.

"I don't; haven't had a reason to learn yet," Alice put in, smiling over at him in an uncertain moment of attempted bonding with the other vampire.

"You knew about this?" Lawson asked, looking over indignantly at Angel.

"He did?" Spike asked.

"It was part of the mission-" Angel began.

"And not one that we agreed on," Alice interjected, glaring around the room in case Angel's usual reticence got them in trouble. "We were only here to get the crew to safety; everything after that would be dealt with depending on what we found."

"Hold on..." Spike said, looking at Angel in confusion before nodding in understanding. "Oh, I get it; you're playing both sides against each other."

"Spike-" Angel said, staring in frustration at his grandchilde.

"No, I respect that," Spike said, holding up his hands in a dismissive gesture. "But if the Yanks are after this stuff too, I'm eatin'-"

Spike's words were cut off as Alice grabbed him by the throat and rammed him against the wall with such force that the metal actually dented slightly around him, Spike wincing in pain as Alice glared at him.

"You're not eating anybody, and we're not letting either side get their hands on vampires," she said, staring firmly at the other vampire. "We need everyone left on this crew alive to get out of this mess; once we're at the surface, we're all out of here, OK?"

"...OK..." Spike said, his voice weak from the pressure that Alice was exerting against his throat.

"Good," Alice said, stepping back from the wall and releasing her grip on Spike's throat with a casual smile as though nothing untoward had just happened, before she walked over to pick up the files that had inspired the Prince of Lies' earlier rage, grabbed a cigarette lighter from Spike's pocket, and nonchalantly flicked the lighter on to watch as the papers burned.

"God save the-!" Spike began with a smile.

"They're Americans, Spike; that's pointless," Alice said, shaking her head in exasperation as she tossed the papers to the floor where they smouldered into ashes, leaving the German to stare in anger at the burning files before a muffled explosion drew their attention away from the fire.

"What was that?" Lawson asked.

"Depth charges?" Alice suggested, looking over at Angel.

"Best guess," Angel said, hurrying through the sub back into the control centre, followed by the others.

"Talk to me, Hodge," Lawson said, looking urgently at the lieutenant who'd wondered what the Prince of Lies was earlier.

"Contact manoeuvring, sir," Hodge said, listening to the radar results over his earphones. "Multiple cavitations."

"How many?" Lawson asked urgently. "Hodge!"

"I'm picking up at least three... no, four destroyers," Hodge said, listening through the headphones for another moment before looking back at Lawson.

"Four?" another lieutenant said, clearly horrified at this latest news. "We couldn't take on one in this condition!"

"Splashes!" Hodge yelled, looking sharply back at Lawson.

"Sixty metres! Fast dive!" Lawson yelled over at one of the other lieutenants, turning to address the others as they acted. "Spinello, bow plane! Hold steady, six-degree down bubble!"

"What can we do?" Angel asked.

"Hang on," Lawson said, just as the submarine started to dive. For a few moments, there was only silence, leaving the crew the chance to relax for a moment until another explosion rocked the sub, knocking them all off-balance and disrupting the power, leaving sparks flying from the circuits as the overhead lights suddenly all but vanished, leaving only a few red lights blaring around them.

"Report!" Lawson yelled.

"Propulsion motor's down!" another lieutenant said, looking desperately back at Lawson. "We're dead in the water!"

"Go!" Angel yelled, looking firmly at Lawson. "Get it back up!"

"I don't- I'm not sure if I can," Lawson said, his previous authority lost in the face of this unexpected turn of events.

"Get sure, fast," Angel said, his tone allowing for no argument; Lawson simply muttered an acknowledgement before he turned and hurried out of the control centre. For a moment, Alice stood and watched as the remaining military officers struggled to maintain control- she wasn't entire sure what controls did what and didn't want to ask too many questions that might distract the experienced people here at a crucial moment-, but then a sudden vision drove all thoughts of waiting here out of her head, prompting her to turn and hurry as comparatively slowly as possible- fast enough to get where she wanted to go but not fast enough to damage anything around her-, finally reaching the German just as he was starting to walk towards the engine part of the ship.

"Sorry, komrade," Alice spat, giving the German just enough time to turn to look at her before she quickly punched him in the face, "but that's not happening."

She didn't know what had motivated him to decide to attack Lawson- he might have been angry at his captivity and lashing out at the nearest solo lieutenant, he might have known that Lawson was the engineer of the crew and wanted to ensure that this sub wouldn't make it into the hands of the Americans, or he could have just been somewhat mad-, but that didn't matter now; all that mattered (so long as nothing seriously disrupted the path that she now foresaw in her visions) was that the submarine would be repaired, Lawson and the rest of the human crew would survive, and they'd reach the surface with more than enough night left for her, Angel and Spike to swim to shore and find shelter before the sun came up the next morning...

It might not have been the most conventional war service, but considering that she was a vampire who could see the future travelling with another kind of vampire, her life had never been normal.

All in all, she felt safe in saying that their contribution to the war effort had worked out as well as could be expected; they'd taken out the vampires, destroyed the potentially dangerous research, and saved the crew with a minimum of death after they'd arrived on the scene.

Give them a few years to stay under the radar and let government interest in them die down, and it might be worth looking into doing that kind of thing on a more regular basis...


AN 3: Simple, I know, but I felt that there was no way Alice wouldn't foresee Lawson getting stabbed and manage to prevent it, resulting in the 'minor AU' to Angel's pre-show history that I mentioned earlier.

Coming up next chapter, we jump forward to the 1950s, and I'm sure you'll all know what crucial events in Angel and Alice's lives took place in that decade...