See Chapter one for the disclaimer etc.

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They arrived at the hotel and went straight to her room. Stephen didn't waste anytime (wonder where he got that from!)

'Who are you?'

'Iseult. What's your name?'

'Stephen. What are you?'

'A muse. Well I will be in a few years when I'm twenty-one'

'What age are you now?'

'Sweet sixteen and never been kissed' she quipped.

'I'm sixteen too'

'How nice' she said sarcastically 'what are you?'

'Human'

'Don't lie. If you managed to keep up with me all over the city then you can't be pure human.'

'My birthparents were vampires'

'Didn't know they could have offspring.'

'I'm the only one'

'Explains why you have such a superiority complex'

Iseult sat down on the bed. She was tired. The day had been bad enough, she had left Ireland two days ago and this was the first time she had gotten to sit down in comfort. She had flown form Shannon to Washington then form there to L.A. all she wanted was to sleep but she had to find out about this guy.

'So you were raised by vampires?'

'No. I was taken away by my adoptive father, a good man.'

'Are your parents still alive? I mean your real ones?'

'My mother died in labour, my father still lives'

'Then count yourself lucky. My dad is dead, never even met him'

'That's what you found out in Wolfram and Hart?'

'Yeah. So is your vamp dad the big bad in these parts? I might have heard of him'

'His name is Angelus or Angel as he is now known'

'Irish? Hung out with Darla, Drusilla and Spike long time ago.'

'Yeah…. I think so'

'He's got a soul now, doesn't he?'

'That makes no difference he killed my adoptive father's family. He deserves to die.'

'That was when he didn't have a soul?'

'Yeah. How do you know all this?'

'My mother is old she remembers a lot and if I want to be a muse I need to know the social history of demons so I don't get into the wrong things. At least that what she's always telling me'

'At least your mother isn't evil'

'Neither is Angel even if he is as pigheaded as I've heard.

'I don't know. I have to go'

Stephen stood up to leave. Iseult asked him

'Where will you go?'

'Back to my adoptive father. He needs me.'

'Do you think that it's right that he's using you to exact revenge for a crime that Angel has paid for already in guilt and remorse?'

Stephen stopped and looked at her. He thought for a while.

'He's not doing that'

'Isn't he? I'm a muse, maybe not fully yet but I know stuff'

'Holtz is a good and honourable man'

'Has he ever told you of the good your father has done?'

'He's evil what good could he do?'

'He helps the helpless.'

Stephen sat down again and he and Iseult started to talk about his father, morality, life, and demons…. everything.

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