It was two months since she stared slaying.  Even Spike had to admit, she was getting better.  Spike trained the 17 year old girl, teaching her counter-moves for everything, how to hold a stake, even how to sense a vampire.

Lexie walked through the cemetary alone that night.  Spike was in the alleys.  Lexie always felt as if someone was watching her when she was alone, not a vampire, she could feel a vampire.  This was different, as if she had a guardian angel.

She wanted to know who watched her, who had been watching her for sometime.  She stopped walking.  "Show yourself." She commanded.

A tall, handsome man stepped silently out from the darkness.

"Are you the one who's been watching me?"

"Yes, I'm sorry if I frightened you..."

"What's your name"

"Angel."

"Angel?  Buffy told me about you."

"I thought she might.  So you know I'm a vampire."

"Yes, a vampire with a soul. That means you don't bite, right?"

"Right."

"So, what are you doing here, how did you know I was the slayer."

"The vampires."

"The vampires?"

"Yes, the vampires.  See, even though I have a soul, I am still one of them, once I heard the slayer was back, I had to see for myself.  I also heard that Spike fights by your side."

"Yea, do you watch me when I'm with him, too?"

"No, only when you're alone.  Spike protects you, but when you are alone, I watch you, I protect you."

"Do you fight the vampires, too?"

"Yes."

"Will you fight them with me?"

"Only when you need me."

"Lexie!" Spike called running to her.

Lexie turned to him.

"Who were you talking to? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I was talking to..."  She turned to where Angel was standing; he was gone, without a sound.  "No one."