lizzie chap 8

Lizzie knocked on her father's door, "Dad, come on, get up. We have to train."

It had been a long time since she had been up before her father. Even when he had gone on all night cases he managed to get up to train her. Of course Lizzie knew very well why her father had slept late but this was pay back for sending her to bed.

"I'm coming," he called back, "go down to the kitchen and I'll be down in a minute to make breakfast."

Angel was the kind of guy that once he was awake he was ready to go. Angel gently untangled himself from Buffy. She rolled over and gently grabbed his arm.

"Where are you going," she asked sleepily.

"It's six, I have to go make Lizzie and Heather some breakfast before they train," he responded.

"It's six? Jenny and Davey should be up soon," Buffy said as she stretched while she watched Angel put on his work out clothes. 'Man does he look hot,' she thought to herself, 'to bad we can't stay in bed all day.'

"I'm going to have a shower," she said aloud, "I'll be down once Jenny and Davey are up."

She stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss firmly on Angel's lips and then headed for the shower. Angel sighed contentedly before leaving his bedroom, their bedroom, and heading down to the kitchen to fetch the girls their breakfast. He entered the kitchen to find the two girls chuckling to themselves.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Nothing," the girls chorused in that voice which definitely meant something was up. Lizzie had been telling Heather about the payback she did to her father.

"Whatever you say," Angel said, knowing very well that it was something and probably something about him. "How 'bout scrambled eggs and sausages for breakfast?"

The girls nodded. Just as Angel finished cooking the sausages Buffy came down the stairs. She held a sleepy David in her arms and Jenny, who seemed to be wide-awake, trailed a few steps behind her.

"Good morning Daddy Angel," Jenny said cheerily as skipped up to him and gave him a hug.

"Good morning Jenny," Angel said returning the hug. His eyes welled up slightly at hearing her call him Daddy. "How 'bout some breakfast?"

The young girl nodded. Angel doled out eggs and sausages for the girls, himself, and Buffy, he also made up a plate for Davey. Davey was clinging tightly to his mother. He was in strange surroundings with strange people. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in the car.

Davey pointed at Angel, "who dat Mama?"

"That's your new Daddy, Davey, and this is where we are going to live now," Buffy told her son.

"Oh, who dat?" he said pointing at Lizzie.

"That your sister Lizzie and that is her friend Heather," Buffy answered her son's questions. He seemed to be taking the news fairly well.

Angel sat a plate of food down in front of Buffy.

"Hey little man, would you like some eggs and sausages," He asked the small boy.

The little boy nodded enthusiastically, "thaw-tha-ges are my faaaaavorite."

Angel laid a plate in front of Davey just as Kate and Jordan walked in.

"Jordan, would you like some breakfast?" Angel asked his newest trainee.

"No thanks I already ate at home," Jordan responded and sat down to wait for Angel and the girls to finish their breakfast.

A while later as everybody was finishing up Angel looked at his watch. "Ok, you three it time to get to work," he said to his trainees. He turned to Buffy, Jenny and Davey, "I'll see you guys later." He ruffled Davey's hair and kissed buffy lightly before following his three charges out of the room.

After her kids finished breakfast Buffy took them to the rec room so they could watch sesame street. She then returned to the kitchen to talk to Kate. She didn't know much about the ex cop so she decided that kids was a safe topic to start off on.

"So Jordan just started training, for being a member of the agency, I mean?" She asked, it seemed like a safe enough question.

"Yeah, today's his first day," Kate answered, "Actually I want to see how he's doing, want to come?"

"Going in to the room during training will distract them," Buffy stated, "I know that from personal experience."

"We're not going into the training room," Kate said, "come on, I'll show you."

She led Buffy down a hall and into a small room. There wasn't much in the room, just some video recording equipment, an old couch and a couple of chairs. One of the walls was made of one-way glass. Through the glass Buffy could see the kids and Angel training but she knew all they saw was a mirror.

"Angel uses this room to record each training session," Kate explained, "at the end of each week he and the kids review the tapes together and analyse them for re-occurring mistakes and things they need to work on. Sort of like a pro sports team does."

"Good idea," Buffy said impressed. She turned her attention to the four people training in the adjoining room. Watching Lizzie train reminded Buffy of herself when she was first called, actually Lizzie was better than Buffy was when she was called.