Chapter Seven: Daddy's Home
"Angel!" Cordelia shouted, jumping up and hugging him. "Oh, give me Conner, yes, Angel named you with a C for your favorite Queen C!" Cordelia cooed to Conner.
"Actually it was a family name," Angel said.
"Shh! He's sleeping," Cordelia hushed.
"Angel," Fred said, hugging him.
"How are you guys doing?" He asked. "I came up for two weeks."
"Well I teach Potions, and Astrology," Fred said. "Cordy helps with Divination and the nurse, Gunn teaches Muggle Studies, and Wesley's a librarian," She gushed.
"Good, sounds fun. So what's this with Buffy, I didn't know that you guys were going to call her," Angel remarked.
"You don't know?" Wesley said, looking at Gunn.
"Know what?" Angel asked.
"Buffy's here," Gunn said. "With the Scoobies," He added. "And..." He looked at Cordelia.
"Spike," She finished.
"What?" Angel stood up. "Spike's here? Violent, psycho, insane, tried- to-kill me Spike?" Angel asked. "What is England like the worst country for teacher's pay? Are they that desparate that they'd let SPIKE teach kids. What's he gonna teach them, how to kill Slayers?" Angel ranted.
"I don't think he wants to kill Slayers anymore," Gunn muttered.
"I heard that," Angel stated. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"You really should talk to Buffy," Cordelia suggested, not taking her eyes of Conner.
"Cordy, you know you want to tell me. It's gossip, I'll trade if you trade, I heard something about Lorne and a tracoral Demon," Angel offered.
"It's something you don't want to hear from me," Cordelia said, her voice emotionless. "Ask Buffy, I'll watch Conner," She said, and headed to her room.
"I'll see you guys later," Angel said, heading out to find Buffy.
* * *
"Spike stop!" Buffy laughed. Spike tickled her, and she giggled. "You're going to kill me!" She shreiked. She pushed him away, and stood up. "Come on, help me train!" She said seriously.
"Alright," He said, giving her a wicked look. He lunged at her, and they began sparring.
* * *
Angel came in, just in time to see Spike grab Buffy, and bring his lips down to her neck.
* * *
Spike kissed Buffy's neck, and she giggled. Spike felt himself falling, and realized someone had shoved him. "Bloody hell..." He muttered, getting up, to see a triumphant Angel standing above him. "Oh it's you you bloody poof," He muttered.
"Angel? What are you doing here?" Buffy asked, slightly embarrassed.
"I'm saving you, from Spike. He was about to drink your blood," Angel explained.
"Drink my blood..." Buffy looked at Spike and then said, "Oh, no we were just practicing, training you know," She said.
"Since when do you practice with Spike?" Angel asked.
"Since I want to. You can't keep coming and telling me who to go out with," She argued.
"I'm not, I'm just saying that you shouldn't train with..." Angel looked back and forth. "You guys are going out?"
"Yes," Buffy said, Spike putting an arm around her. "Spike's my boyfriend."
"Hello peaches," Spike greeted.
"You are going out with Spike? As in he's your boyfriend. Am I the only one who doesn't see the problem here?" Angel shouted. "He doesn't have a soul Buffy, he's evil."
"And he loves me without it, I don't think love is attached to souls," Buffy argued.
"That's ridiculous, of course it is!" Angel spat.
"They brought me back wrong, Spike can hit me, Spike could kill me if he wants. I'm less than human, but Spike still loves me," Buffy wanted to shout the words, but held herself back.
Spike's hand's tightened on her, holding her closer.
"Buffy, I'm sorry," Angel looked at her sadly, she could tell he meant it.
"Don't be," She shrugged. "It doesn't really matter, at least not right now. So what brings you here?" She asked.
Angel gulped nervously. "Don't freak out," Angel started.
"That's assuring," Buffy muttered.
"I have a son," Angel blurted out, and the two blondes stared at him.
"You have a what?" Buffy demanded.
"Peaches how the bloody hell did a stupid git like you get a son? Who'd let a vampire adopt?" Spike laughed.
"He's my biological son," Angel rephrased. "Darla was brought back from the dead, as a human. Drusilla changed her into a vampire," Angel looked at Spike.
"I saw that look mate, and I don't have anyting to do with that sodden woman anymore," Spike stated.
"Darla and I slept together, in this whole darkness phase thing I was going through, and she got pregnant with Conner, my human, son," Angel explained. "Darla's dead now though, she staked herself to save Conner. I just came up here to tell you, I thought you deserved that much," He said, his tone slightly cold.
Buffy looked like she was in shock. "But...vampires...can't have...children..." She mumbled. "It's all part of the undead curse. No kids," Buffy said to no one in particular.
"I know it's alot to take in," Angel moved towards her taking her hand. "I just wanted to let you know."
"You said Darla was brought back from the dead?" Spike asked.
"No a pile of ashes gave birth to my son," Angel retorted.
"Look you nancy boy, I'm trying to help Buffy. What was Darla like when she was brought back?" Spike asked.
"Like a human with a soul, remembering all the terrible things she's done in the past four hundred years. She cared about things, things that she never cared about as a vampire," Angel looked at Spike in the eyes.
"She had a soul," Spike murmured to himself. "Oh god, I know what it is," Spike looked at Buffy. "You don't have a soul."
"What? Of course I have a soul!" Buffy exclaimed, coming out of her daze.
"It all makes sense, why you're not big on all the emotions, why I can hit you...something must have gone wrong with the spell, leaving your soul behind," Spike stared at her.
"But I love you, I can still love, how is that able to happen when I don't have a soul?" Buffy stood by herself, trying not to shake.
"I love you, and I don't have a soul. Love's not attatched to souls, it just bloody is," Spike held one of her hands, as Angel looked on with jealously, but not as much as he expected.
"Well then we can get it back, do what Will did to Angel, that whole soul-returning spell," Buffy suggested, panicking.
"So let's go find red," Spike stated.
Angel watched on, as they ignored him, handling the situation, and then simply spun on his heel and left.
* * *
Draco Malfoy watched as the Gryffindors had a secret party in the kitchens, celebrating fifty points that Seamus had won for them in Astronomy. Draco laughed, as Dawn looked at Harry, hanging on his every word.
"So, d'you play Quidditch?" Harry asked.
"Um, nope, what's a Quidditch?" Dawn asked. Harry began explaining the game to her.
Draco rolled his eyes in disgust. Revolting, he thought.
"Angel!" Cordelia shouted, jumping up and hugging him. "Oh, give me Conner, yes, Angel named you with a C for your favorite Queen C!" Cordelia cooed to Conner.
"Actually it was a family name," Angel said.
"Shh! He's sleeping," Cordelia hushed.
"Angel," Fred said, hugging him.
"How are you guys doing?" He asked. "I came up for two weeks."
"Well I teach Potions, and Astrology," Fred said. "Cordy helps with Divination and the nurse, Gunn teaches Muggle Studies, and Wesley's a librarian," She gushed.
"Good, sounds fun. So what's this with Buffy, I didn't know that you guys were going to call her," Angel remarked.
"You don't know?" Wesley said, looking at Gunn.
"Know what?" Angel asked.
"Buffy's here," Gunn said. "With the Scoobies," He added. "And..." He looked at Cordelia.
"Spike," She finished.
"What?" Angel stood up. "Spike's here? Violent, psycho, insane, tried- to-kill me Spike?" Angel asked. "What is England like the worst country for teacher's pay? Are they that desparate that they'd let SPIKE teach kids. What's he gonna teach them, how to kill Slayers?" Angel ranted.
"I don't think he wants to kill Slayers anymore," Gunn muttered.
"I heard that," Angel stated. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"You really should talk to Buffy," Cordelia suggested, not taking her eyes of Conner.
"Cordy, you know you want to tell me. It's gossip, I'll trade if you trade, I heard something about Lorne and a tracoral Demon," Angel offered.
"It's something you don't want to hear from me," Cordelia said, her voice emotionless. "Ask Buffy, I'll watch Conner," She said, and headed to her room.
"I'll see you guys later," Angel said, heading out to find Buffy.
* * *
"Spike stop!" Buffy laughed. Spike tickled her, and she giggled. "You're going to kill me!" She shreiked. She pushed him away, and stood up. "Come on, help me train!" She said seriously.
"Alright," He said, giving her a wicked look. He lunged at her, and they began sparring.
* * *
Angel came in, just in time to see Spike grab Buffy, and bring his lips down to her neck.
* * *
Spike kissed Buffy's neck, and she giggled. Spike felt himself falling, and realized someone had shoved him. "Bloody hell..." He muttered, getting up, to see a triumphant Angel standing above him. "Oh it's you you bloody poof," He muttered.
"Angel? What are you doing here?" Buffy asked, slightly embarrassed.
"I'm saving you, from Spike. He was about to drink your blood," Angel explained.
"Drink my blood..." Buffy looked at Spike and then said, "Oh, no we were just practicing, training you know," She said.
"Since when do you practice with Spike?" Angel asked.
"Since I want to. You can't keep coming and telling me who to go out with," She argued.
"I'm not, I'm just saying that you shouldn't train with..." Angel looked back and forth. "You guys are going out?"
"Yes," Buffy said, Spike putting an arm around her. "Spike's my boyfriend."
"Hello peaches," Spike greeted.
"You are going out with Spike? As in he's your boyfriend. Am I the only one who doesn't see the problem here?" Angel shouted. "He doesn't have a soul Buffy, he's evil."
"And he loves me without it, I don't think love is attached to souls," Buffy argued.
"That's ridiculous, of course it is!" Angel spat.
"They brought me back wrong, Spike can hit me, Spike could kill me if he wants. I'm less than human, but Spike still loves me," Buffy wanted to shout the words, but held herself back.
Spike's hand's tightened on her, holding her closer.
"Buffy, I'm sorry," Angel looked at her sadly, she could tell he meant it.
"Don't be," She shrugged. "It doesn't really matter, at least not right now. So what brings you here?" She asked.
Angel gulped nervously. "Don't freak out," Angel started.
"That's assuring," Buffy muttered.
"I have a son," Angel blurted out, and the two blondes stared at him.
"You have a what?" Buffy demanded.
"Peaches how the bloody hell did a stupid git like you get a son? Who'd let a vampire adopt?" Spike laughed.
"He's my biological son," Angel rephrased. "Darla was brought back from the dead, as a human. Drusilla changed her into a vampire," Angel looked at Spike.
"I saw that look mate, and I don't have anyting to do with that sodden woman anymore," Spike stated.
"Darla and I slept together, in this whole darkness phase thing I was going through, and she got pregnant with Conner, my human, son," Angel explained. "Darla's dead now though, she staked herself to save Conner. I just came up here to tell you, I thought you deserved that much," He said, his tone slightly cold.
Buffy looked like she was in shock. "But...vampires...can't have...children..." She mumbled. "It's all part of the undead curse. No kids," Buffy said to no one in particular.
"I know it's alot to take in," Angel moved towards her taking her hand. "I just wanted to let you know."
"You said Darla was brought back from the dead?" Spike asked.
"No a pile of ashes gave birth to my son," Angel retorted.
"Look you nancy boy, I'm trying to help Buffy. What was Darla like when she was brought back?" Spike asked.
"Like a human with a soul, remembering all the terrible things she's done in the past four hundred years. She cared about things, things that she never cared about as a vampire," Angel looked at Spike in the eyes.
"She had a soul," Spike murmured to himself. "Oh god, I know what it is," Spike looked at Buffy. "You don't have a soul."
"What? Of course I have a soul!" Buffy exclaimed, coming out of her daze.
"It all makes sense, why you're not big on all the emotions, why I can hit you...something must have gone wrong with the spell, leaving your soul behind," Spike stared at her.
"But I love you, I can still love, how is that able to happen when I don't have a soul?" Buffy stood by herself, trying not to shake.
"I love you, and I don't have a soul. Love's not attatched to souls, it just bloody is," Spike held one of her hands, as Angel looked on with jealously, but not as much as he expected.
"Well then we can get it back, do what Will did to Angel, that whole soul-returning spell," Buffy suggested, panicking.
"So let's go find red," Spike stated.
Angel watched on, as they ignored him, handling the situation, and then simply spun on his heel and left.
* * *
Draco Malfoy watched as the Gryffindors had a secret party in the kitchens, celebrating fifty points that Seamus had won for them in Astronomy. Draco laughed, as Dawn looked at Harry, hanging on his every word.
"So, d'you play Quidditch?" Harry asked.
"Um, nope, what's a Quidditch?" Dawn asked. Harry began explaining the game to her.
Draco rolled his eyes in disgust. Revolting, he thought.
