Two weeks had passed so quickly, and Darla had come back. William hadn't given Angelus a single letter from her, destroying them all in the fireplace. He heard her coming up the hall.
"Angelus! Oh, Angelus!" She called throughout the hotel as she approached the room she left in a huff a month or two earlier. "Where are you Angelus?"
Angelus smelt her before he heard her shouting. He got up off the bed and headed over to the door to greet her, prepared for an argument to take place after what had happened when she left. He knew nothing of her letters, and stayed quiet until she opened the door from fear of what she may have to say.
"Angelus?" Darla called one last time, as she was still outside the door.
"I'm here my love." Angelus stood there, hands in his pockets as he looked up and down from Darla to his feet and back to Darla again. She looked him up and down, seeing that he was still in good shape. Something had been giving him a good workout.
"Angelus." Darla was glad to see him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed his neck lovingly.
"So, you're not angry then are ya love?" Angelus queried.
"Whatever gave you that impression?"
"Our little spat before ya left, perhaps?"
"Did you not read my letters, Angelus?" Darla seemed a little hurt, and Angelus had a confused look plastered on his face. "I said that all of that was behind us now. Perhaps another day we shall talk about that, but not right now."
"I never got ya letters love. Must've got mixed up in the mail."
"Well, that's public service for you; never reliable." Darla brushed it off. "Where's young Drusilla gotten off to?"
"I'm not sure exactly." Angelus pondered, trying to remember where he'd last seen her. Sunset was a few hours ago so perhaps she'd set off with William to go hunting. Angelus didn't know that William was listening from outside in the hallway.
"Is she here, at least? Can you tell me that?" Darla asked.
"Perhaps she's out with young Will, in which case no, she isn't 'ere."
"Who's Will?" Darla inquired.
"Ah, young William. Drusilla's childe. The night you left she returned home with 'im, showing 'im off to me. Quite a bright young lad, bit touchy 'bout his manliness and all that, if ya know what I mean. I rather fancy the young lad; he's quite a good companion when it comes to the long nights."
"I'm guessing you broke him in then, as I remember you so bluntly put it?"
"Do you want the truth, love?"
"I don't need to be told, Angelus. I am not stupid; I can smell him on you."
"And you're not bothered by that t'all?"
"Well, frankly, no. I went to the Master and you've been spending time with this 'Will' boy. I don't see why I should have a problem with it. We both have our companions, but now it's back to us. The two of us."
"I see, love. And would you be offended if we were to spend more time together?"
"We'll see."
William listened from outside the door at the words Angelus and Darla were saying. He heard Drusilla giggling just down the hall in their room, playing with her dolls and tea set.
"Would ya like to meet young Will, Darla?" Angelus asked.
"I don't see why not." Angelus nodded and brushed past her, heading out to find William. Hearing Angelus approaching, William dashed for the bathroom. He couldn't go back to Drusilla, she'd say to Angelus he'd been out somewhere else until just then. He couldn't have Angelus knowing that he'd tampered with the situation of Darla's return so that he wouldn't know anything of it.
Angelus knocked on Drusilla's door as William watched from the bathroom. "Dru? Are you in there?"
"I'm 'aving a tea party with my dollies." Drusilla replied through the closed door. "Let us be."
Angelus checked the other rooms before William finally stepped out of the bathroom. "Angelus." He said loudly, catching the older vampire's attention.
"Ah William; come with me, I want you to meet Darla." Angelus walked beside him as he showed William back to their room, where Darla stood near the bed.
"This is William then?" Darla asked. Angelus gently pushed him forward.
"This is William." He replied. William looked into Darla's eyes and she saw that there was nothing wrong with him to keep him from being a part of her family. She smiled and approached him, seeing that he really was quite a handsome lad. She touched his shoulder with one hand lovingly.
"William." She said softly.
"Darla?" William answered, looking at the pretty thing before him.
"I see no reason why we can't get along young lad." She whispered. "But right now, Angelus and I have some catching up to do. Why don't you come back in a few hours?"
"Right then." William replied, trying to be tough in front of the leading authority figure in the house. As he left the room, William thought to himself, Angelus will always be mine.