~Part: 4~

"They were at the Bronze they weren't patrolling." Angel said to his eternally 28 year old wife when he got home.

"They are teens. Remember when I was sixteen, the whole gang would go to the Bronze at night." Willow said sitting in his lap in the living room.

"Yes I know, but you weren't the one who was held responsible for the slayage Bu…. she did it." Angel said.

"Hey I did the research. I was net girl. Don't you start getting broody mister, she is gone and there is nothing we can do about it." She kissed him on the cheek.

"I guess we shouldn't worry about it, till one of them starts dating a vampire." Angel joked.

"Yea we could make better use of the time." Willow said getting up, and walking to Angel's and her bedroom.

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"I'm pretty sure that we are one of the few teenagers that has a chore of carving stakes." Joy muttered while another wood shaving hit the floor.

"I doubt that their parents train them to kill vampires while they are ones themselves either." Jessie said as he walked into the kitchen where Joy was. He got a glass of water, and took off his sweaty shirt and threw it at his not expecting twin. She shrieked and threw it on the floor in disgust. He finished off the glass of water, and peaked at the sun that was rapidly reducing.

"Almost time to go patrolling." Jessie said to Joy who was ignoring him for the shirt incident.

When the sun had completely disappeared, Angel came into the kitchen where the two teens were. They both had on different clothes from the ones they had been wearing at school, and each wore a leather jacket Angel knew that they were loaded with holy water, stakes, and crosses.

"Your mother and I have decided for tonight you both can have a break from slaying." Angel said to the twins who cheered, "But don't get used to it!" Before he knew it, all that was left in kitchen was two leather jackets, and a few abandoned half carved stakes. "And people used to say that I was bad at the `stealth thing' there one moment, gone the next." Angel sighed then walked out of the kitchen, and back into the living room.

Jessie and Joy walked into the bronze, and took a seat at the same place they had been the other night. The band that was playing had a female lead signer. She had a nice voice, but looked to be a little on the stage fright side. Every once and a while her hand would start to vibrate while holding the microphone.

A tap on her back made Joy turn around. Her chocolate eyes meet the man who had tapped her. She quickly recognized him as the lead guitarist of the band the night before. The only difference was his hair was now a brownish black color.

"Willow?" He asked, but when his eyes saw the chocolate brown ones he shook his head. "I'm sorry I thought you were someone else."

"Well I'm not, so bye." Joy said turning back around. The only guy she wanted to talk to was a certain British vampire she hadn't been able to get out of her head.

Jessie made a face at Joy for being so rude. "Wait mister, you know a Willow that looks like my sister there? I'm Jessie, that's my twin Joy, sorry but I think all the kindness genes went to me." Jessie said also realizing where he had seen the guy before.

"Yes I had a girlfriend named Willow, it's remarkable how much she looks like her. We actually spent a lot of time here before I broke up with her. I had to leave town. There isn't a day I can't stop thinking about her whishing I could just tell her how much I still love her. Her name was Willow Rosenberg." The brunette said. Joy started chocking and coughing really loudly, and Jessie's jaw dropped a foot.

"That's our mother's name," Jessie whispered surprised he could find his voice at all. Oz's eyes widened a bit, but his jaw didn't drop until he saw who stepped up behind Joy and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Spike!" gasped the guitarist.

"Wolf-boy." growled the peroxide blonde.

"What? Wait! You two know each other!?!" Joy said jumping up from her seat, and looking between the vampire and the guitarist.

"Get away from him, he'll kill you." The werewolf said pushing Joy behind him, and pulling out a cross from his pocket.

"What is going on?" A new voice asked joining the group that was making quite a seen.

"Peaches, Red, so nice of you to join us. Maybe we could all just have one bloody big party!" The peroxide smirked.