"I'm one of the chosen few That went a head and fell for you I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch I fell to fast, I feel too much I thought maybe you might have Some advice to give On how to be insensitive" -Jann Arden

"Where's Angel?" Buffy demanded.

"He kind of went into the water," Spike said.

"Angel?" she called.

"Some help would be nice," he called back.

"Someone get me a rope," she ordered. No sooner had she spoken then one of the minions handed one to her. She lowered it into the water then held it as Angel climbed up. She helped him over the edge.

"Sorry about that mate," Spike said.

Angel shrugged. Spike looked at him suspiciously. Angel grabbed him and threw him over the overboard. "Now we're even. Buffy follow me." He began to walk away.

"Angel-" Dru started.

"We'll talk later Dru," Angel said hiding his impatience and pausing to turn back to her. "Buffy?" Buffy threw Dru the rope and followed Angel into their room. "We need to talk." He got out of his wet clothes and dried himself off before changing into a pair of black silk boxers.

"You're right," she said. "We do." He sat down on the bed and she sat down next to him.

"I guess we're going to have to set up some rules," Angel said.

"Yeah," she said.

"For starters," he said. "Why did you do that?"

"How would you feel if you saw me making out with Spike?" she asked crossing her arms.

"I would be upset," he answered. "In fact I'd probably beat the hell of both of you."

"That's nice," she said.

"Okay so um, rules," Angel said. "How do I put this?" He paused thinking. "I'm your sire what I do is none of your business."

"Fine," she said angrily as she stood. She started towards the door. "Maybe I /should/ go find Spike." She walked out but he was right behind her.

"Hold it!" Angel yelled. All the minions stopped at the tone of his voice. They knew that that tone normally meant that someone was about to get killed. Spike and Dru watched the couple with interest. "Don't walk away from me!" He grabbed her arm and she turned around.

"Let go of me," she growled her voice soft. Spike smiled, he recognized the tone of her voice but doubted if his sire did.

"No," he said. "Did you mean that?"

"Of course not," she said jerking her arm out of his grasp. "I just said it to piss you off. Behold my success."

"You can't just-" he started.

"Don't tell me what I can't do!" she yelled. She raked a hand through her hair. "God Angel you can be such an ass!"

"She has a point," Spike said.

"You," Angel said glaring at the younger vampire. "Can just shut up." He turned back to Buffy. "Calm down."

"No!" she yelled. "I'm angry and I don't intend for that to change."

"I was really hoping that your stubbornness would go away when you turned," he said.

"Yeah right," she said grimly amused. "I'm not baking down until you agree to stop being with her."

"I'm sorry Buff but I'm not going to do that," he said. "You see you have every female here beat when it comes to looks." He stepped closer to Dru. "But when it comes to sex Dru is so much better."

"You probably shouldn't have said that," Spike said. Buffy punched Angel as hard as she could sending him back into the wall.

"Okay," he said from the ground. "Ow." She ran off before he could even get up. "Great."

"If you speak to any female like that you'd get punched," Spike said.

"Should I go after her?" Angel asked.

"As the Americans say: duh," Spike said. Angel began to walk in the direction that she disappeared. She was sitting on a railing on the other side of the ship. "Can we talk?"

"No," she said. There was a roughness in her voice that he recognized immediately. She was crying. He froze in his tracks not sure of what he should do.

"Hey," he said softly.

"Go away," she said a faint growl to her voice. Angel was shocked. No one had ever talked to him the way that she did.

He grabbed her shoulders turning her towards him and tilted her head up looking in to her eyes. "You have a soul," he stated. She looked away. He growled in frustration. "How did this happen?!"

"I don't know," she whispered. "I just woke up like this."

"Let's go to our room," he said and took her arm practically dragging her there. "This is strange, but I don't care."

"Come again?" she asked confused.

"About your soul," he said. "Granted I'm not happy but I don't care. It's really odd."

"So now what?" Buffy asked.

"I don't know," he said.

She smiled suddenly. "You do realize that you were wearing a pair of boxers out there don't you?"

He looked at himself. "Yeah," he acknowledged. "Your point? The sun should be coming up soon. Let's get some sleep." He laid down on the bed. She also laid down on the opposite side that he was on. He drew her to him and gently kissed her forehead. She lied in his arms feeling like she would never get to sleep.

She awoke the next morning alone.