A/N: Sorry if the plot isn't very clear, or if the language is a little too complicated at times. I'm writing these past chapters while I'm supposed to by typing a literary essay for Edgar Allan Poe, so I get a little…confused. Anyway, a plot rehash:

Angie gets diary.

Angie gets enhanced vampiric hearing and "Slayer dreams". There's a pattern of what she dreams and what happens, as if Angie's dreams are in fact prophetic. For example, Faith showed up in Sunnydale after she dreamt about her.

The First shows up again, apparently because Faith was resurrected by an unknown person. This is based on the assumption that Faith sacrificed herself to close the Hellmouth at the end of Season 7 (gleaned from spoilers). I don't know if that's the way it'll work, but that's how it's written.

Angel, Faith, and Cordy show up. Don't worry about the rest of the Angel Investigations crew; their time is coming.

Angie finds out some stuff about her father in her dreams, which leads to much awkward questioning.

Hank Summers randomly decides to show up, adds a little more spice to 1630 Revello Drive.

First Evil impersonates Spike.

The First drives Spike over the edge by means as of yet unknown; Bringers attack.

Spike becomes less nutty, has a little "heart-to-heart" with Hank (a chance for Angie to learn some family history).

You make the connection between all this stuff (read or re-read all chapters for more detail). And don't worry, everything will come into the light soon.

I pretty much have an ending in mind. And a definite sequel, for when Angie is older. BTW, how old do you think she should be in the sequel?

April 28, 2012

I love Aunt Dawnie's present. This is the first time I've ever had a diary. And when I don't write in it, I look at the cover.

It's a really pretty cover, smooth and white, with little purple and pink flowers on it. It's too bad that no one else can see it. Mommy told me the very day I got it that I have to keep it hidden from everybody, even Aunt Dawnie.

Mommy said diaries must be private, and that I must write down all the stuff that goes on every day in it. I've been good so far and followed her advice. I hope that means Santa will get me the Barbie space shuttle for Christmas. Before last year, I didn't believe in Santa Claus. But Aunt Anya told me he was real, and that he was an old friend of hers.

Anyway, nothing really happened today. Mommy was out all day at Aunt Willow and Uncle Xander's house, doing grown-up stuff with Uncle Angel, Aunt Faith, and Aunt Cordy. But when Grandpa Hank asked and I said that Mommy was doing grown-up stuff with Uncle Angel, Daddy growled and said no she wasn't.

It's funny how Daddy gets when I mention Uncle Angel.

Aunt Dawnie is at the Bronze with her "friend who happens to be a boy". When Daddy asked her where she was going, Aunt Dawnie said it was to hang with some friends. But I think she has a boyfriend.

Eww. Cooties, cooties, cooties!

Grandpa Hank is watching a stupid game show on TV. They're so boring.

It's Thursday already—and Spring Break is almost over! Soon I'll have to go back to school. At least then I'll be able to play with Jennie, Amber, Sarah, and everybody.

Time for Daddy to tuck me in. Nighty-night.