Ignore Me Not

by jessebelle

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot.

Author's Note: Hi guys, this is it until I write more. If you don't like it please tell me. I also want to know what direction you guys think this should take place, mainly for the pairings. I also want to say that it isn't the end of Vamp Willow, she will be back. And the Scooby gang will definitely get what's coming to them. It'll be cool, so keep on reading, please!

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Chapter Eleven: Angel's Hair: Lost Cause or Changeable?

After listening to Cordy's suggestion, they took the elevator to Angel's apartment. Willow had wide eyes as she took in the vampire's home. Even Spike had to admit it looked good. After getting Willow a pair of Cordelia's extra clothes to change into, they found themselves sitting around Angel's kitchen table. Angel had gotten blood for himself and Spike, (albeit reluctantly), and normal food for Willow and Cordy. It was Willow that started the long explanation.

"Okay, Angel, do you remember when I told you about Riley?"

"Buffy's new boyfriend? Yeah, why?"

"Well, there's this group called the Initiative-"

"I know all this, they're helping thin out the number of demons in Sunnydale. What does this have to do with you hanging around Spike?"

"Shuuush mister. If you want to know then be quiet. It turns out the Initiative is actually capturing demons and doing experiments on them."

"What!?"

"I know, that's what I said." Cordelia turned back to her plate of food. For a vampire Angel sure could cook. Surprisingly Spike remained quiet as Willow explained things to his sire.

"Yeah. Well after Spike showed up back in Sunnydale they got him. He now has a chip in his head that prevents him from killing or hurting humans."

Angel was floored. He turned and looked worriedly at his favorite childe. "Are you alright?"

Spike was a little taken back by the concern in Angel's voice, but answered nonetheless. "Yeah, I just can't bloody get a good meal. I ended up having to go to the slayer to find out what was wrong with me."

"Yeah, it was Thanksgiving. I'm surprised you didn't see him there Angel. But why are you so upset? I thought you hated Spike?"

It took a moment for Angel to bring himself to admit the real feelings for his childe. "I don't actually hate Spike, he just pisses me off or he's trying to kill me. And as for me being upset, are you telling me you aren't? Killing vampires to protect humans is one thing, but taking away their means of life, experimenting on them. that's wrong. And nobody messes with a childe of Angelus."

The three other occupants of the room stared at Angel with a little bit of fear. Spike was also feeling a little bit of affection for his sire, something he hadn't felt for a long time. Maybe they'd be able to work out their problems now that he had to be a nancy-boy. He'd rather be helping out here in LA then in Sunnyhell with Slutty.

Seeing their mixed emotions, Angel took his seat and looked away embarrassed. He looked at the two Sunnydale residents. "So you've been helping Buffy? Why? Have they been treating you okay? And that still doesn't explain why you're here with Willow."

Spike looked at the witch for permission before answering Angel's questions. This act did not go unnoticed by Cordelia. "Yeah, I've been helping the slayer. Turns out I can still hurt demons and I have to kill something. How do you think they're treating me? The only one that's even remotely nice is Red, demon girl's not so bad either, but Red's the only one worth anything. The Watcher, Slutty, and the Whelp are all idiots. As for Willow coming here, well they treat me like dirt, but they treat Willow worse."

"What!?" Cordelia knew Buffy was self centered, but she didn't think the blonde could hurt Willow. "Willow, have they been ignoring you again? I told you not to take that. you need to be more selfish and tell them no. Remember what happened last time? I know I wasn't really part of the group last time but I do remember a certain vampire trying to kill me and take over the Bronze. Which now that I think about it, happened this time too."

Angel too, knew how selfish, not just Buffy, but the entire Scooby gang could be. One thing that had always gotten under his skin when he was in Sunnydale was the way everyone always took advantage of Willow. He'd always appreciated the innocence and forgiving nature of the redhead in front of him and hated when they would use her.

"Willow, what did they do this time? I know how bad that they can be and I don't blame you for leaving at all. You can stay here as long as you want, you too Spike. I'm glad you came to me."

Everyone turned their attention to Willow, who was blushing. She started tracing patterns on the table top and avoided everyone's gaze. "They called me reliable. Ever since Oz left, even before then, it was 'Willow do this' 'Willow do that' 'Willow, you don't have a life, research this'. I'm tired of being everyone's loyal dog. They all expect me to drop everything for them but if I need a shoulder to cry on they're all too busy to hear my whining. Everything with Oz, then my, never mind, but I don't want to be ignored anymore."

Spike hadn't thought that it was this bad, neither had Cordelia. Angel knew she had been ignored her entire life by her parents, and for her friends to start, it was tearing her up inside. He got up and pulled her into a hug. She had started to cry sometime during her tirade and he let her get it all out.

"Let it out little one, I'm here for you, so is Cordy and Spike. You're one of the most special people I've ever met in my long unlife, you should never be ignored. Your parents didn't know what they gave up and your friends should be ashamed for treating you like this."

She cried into his chest for a long time before exhausting herself into sleep. Spike and Cordelia watched as Angel picked up her small body and brought her to his bed, tucking her in like a child.

Cordy observed the blonde vampire sitting next to her and watched at his jaw tensed making his prominent cheekbones look even more chiseled. He may have come to a silent truce with his sire, but that didn't mean the poof could act like that with His Willow. Wait, His Willow? He knew he liked the chit but did that mean she was His? His demon replied with a yes and he knew that somewhere between Sunnyhell and LA she'd wormed her way into his heart, maybe even before that. So something good did come out of all of this. Now he just had to work on getting the witch to return his feelings and make it known to his sire that Willow was off limits. Oh, what his unlife had come to, but at the moment he wouldn't change a thing, well maybe Angel's hair, but that was a lost cause.