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"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!"
Angel winced as his ears rang. Cordelia was standing before him, hands on hips and a furious look on her face. She was seriously pissed off. Then again, he didn't blame her. Ever since Darla showed up, Angel had been neglecting her and their son
"Angel, is something wrong?" Wesley asked, noticing the look on Angel's face
"Apart from me seriously considering staking him, what else is there?" Cordelia asked
"They…took…turned her," Angel managed to say before he collapsed on the couch
Cordelia and Wesley both noticed that Angel was in pain and sat beside him
"What happened?" Cordelia asked gently
"Wolfram and Hart. They brought Drusilla in and she turned Darla"
"Darla is now a vampire?" Wesley asked
"Not yet. She's currently dead, but she'll rise in a few hours if we don't stop her"
"Yo, what'd I miss?" Gunn asked, coming into the hotel
"Angel's object of obsession got turned into a vampire," Cordelia said, "Again"
"Again? Can you explain that one to me? In English if you don't mind"
"Angel killed his sire, then she got resurrected into a human," Wesley explained, "Then Drusilla showed up and re-sired Darla"
"Who's Drusilla?"
"Angel's childe. He sired her"
"Okay, so the granddaughter sired the grandmother? That creeps me out more than the whole blood-sucking thing. Weird huh? So, where do we find her?"
"We're working on that right now," Angel said, "Wolfram and Hart took Darla away and left me there in her apartment, covering their tracks"
"Drusilla would be needing dirt, correct?" Cordelia asked, "To bury her"
"You don't need to bury a vampire to wait for them to rise," Wesley said
"Seeing as this is Drusilla, we'll make an exception," Angel said, "She'll place Darla somewhere she has a view. Darla always loved a view"
"And we'll file that away in the folder marked 'don't really care'," Cordelia said
"Start looking for places with a view that would have dirt," Angel said, "Gunn, you and me will hit the town and see what we can find about Drusilla's whereabouts. Let's get started on it, we don't have much time"
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"Drusilla, you are positively glowing," Holland said with a smile
"I'm gonna be a mommy," Drusilla grinned
"Yes, yes you are"
He looked down at Darla's body lying on the dirt, dressed in a white loose dress. Lindsey was nearby, looking down at her, a small look of sadness upon his face
"At least this way, she gets to live"
"Come, let's go," Holland said to Lindsey and Lilah, "Drusilla has much to prepare for and I have a party to attend. You two are coming, right?"
"Of course," Lindsey said
"Wouldn't miss it," Lilah added
The three lawyers left, as Drusilla ran a finger lovingly along Darla's face
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"Drusilla. Female vampire, real crazy, talks a lot about the stars," Angel said
The demon simply shook his head, as Angel let out a growl of frustration
"She must be keeping a low profile. Wolfram and Hart were containing her. Had to"
"What makes you say that?" Gunn asked, fingering his new axe, in which the blade had been made from a car rim. It had been a gift from the streetkids
"Because I know Drusilla. She likes to make an entrance, you know, dead bodies left, right and centre"
Just then, Angel's cell phone went off and he answered it
"There's a building that has a nursery on the rooftop," Wesley said, "That would be the perfect spot, as it has a view"
"Tell Angel to kill Darla and Drusilla and haul his ass back here," came Cordelia's voice, as Connor started crying, "Oh baby, come to Mommy"
"I'll give you the address," Wesley said, "And Angel, do be careful"
"Got it, thanks," Angel said once he had the address, "Gunn, head back to the hotel"
"You sure about that. You're gonna take on two powerful vamps alone?"
"I had to. I'll take it from here. Just go"
"Okay man, see you later"
Gunn headed off, as Angel got into the Plymouth and drove off
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"You think Angel will be okay?" Wesley asked
"He damn well should be," Cordelia said, "Until I get my hands on him. I've got some serious Angel-killing to do. He owes me a lot"
Wesley played the rattle over Connor's head, as the baby tried to reach for it. He then switched to a teddy bear and played that before Connor, as Cordelia continued
"I mean, he's a business to run, a son to look after, me to look after and what does he do? What does he throw it all away for? Darla! A woman lost from his past"
"I'm sure Angel has his reason," Wesley said
"Well, they better be damn good reasons. He has much to explain for himself"
"Don't worry, Cordy. Once Angel takes care of Darla and Drusilla, he'll be back and soon, it'll be like it never happened"
"I hope you're right, Wes. I don't want to lose him"
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Angel entered the nursery, seeing no one in sight and crept over to the open coffin that was filled to the top with dirt. He pushed some aside, revealing Darla's face, as he withdrew a large wooden stake from his coat and raised it over her heart
"I hope you can forgive me for this"
Just as he was about to stake Darla's comatose body, something slammed into his back, dropping him to his knees. Angel cried out, loosing hold of the stake, as he faced Drusilla, who was holding a shovel in her hands, resting it at her feet
"Bad daddy. No killing Grandmother"
"Dru, you know I will kill you," Angel said, slowly rising up
"The pixies in my head spoke to me," Drusilla continued, ignoring Angel, "They told me to come here into the 20th century"
"It's the 21st century, Dru"
"Oh, I'm lagging"
CLANG!
Angel's head reeled back from the blow, as Drusilla swung the shovel again. He ducked and dodged the next two swings, as the third sent him flying onto the workbench. Drusilla was slamming the shovel against the bench, trying to hit Angel's head, but he rolled off the bench and blocked her next swing, before punching her in the face. Drusilla stumbled, growling as she snapped the wooden handle and stabbed with her stake. Grabbing her wrist, Angel punched, then backhanded her, before doing a spinning back kick that threw her across the nursery
Drusilla grabbed a large pair of gardening shears and lunged at Angel, aiming for his throat. He threw her aside, but cried out when the shears landed in his thigh. Drusilla smirked, punching Angel twice, before slamming her head against his. He fell back against the coffin, as Drusilla grabbed him and threw him into a shelf. Angel crumbled to the ground, throwing a small gardening fork into Drusilla's torso. She cried out in pain, ripping the fork away, her face transforming in pain
Angel swiftly got to his feet and struck his childe, as she stabbed the fork into his gut. Punching her again, Angel kicked her against the wall and threw the fork aside, before grabbing his stake. Drusilla lunged at him, throwing him down, but he rolled to his feet, blocking Drusilla's punch and ducking under her arm, before tripping her up so she landed on her back. Turning back to the coffin, Angel raised the stake, but lowered it upon seeing that Darla wasn't lying in the dirt anymore
"Look who's woken up from her sleep," Drusilla cackled
Angel whirled around, looking into the feral yellow eyes of Darla as she struck him, throwing him over the coffin and slamming into the wall
"Ooh, Grandmommy's awake now," Drusilla giggled whilst clapping her hands
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