"Idiots." D.J. rattled her chains, trying to break free. But Angel had taken precaution. He had three sets of chain on her, all strong enough to hold down just about anything.

The AI team was gathered around looking puzzled at the pretty girl, trying to break of the seals holding her down.

"I've been nice...now that's over. What are you?" Angel stood in front of her with his arms folded across his chest.

She glared up at him. A grin was curling on her lips. "Aren't we being manly? Trying to impress the ladies?" She nodded at Cordelia and Fred. But Angel keept his eyes looking down at her demanding.

"I'm a girl." She answered and Angel squatted in front of her.

"But you're not a normal girl."

Her grin turned into a wide smile. "You don't say. Well how am I different then?"

Angel stood up again. He didn't like being that close to her. Her smile and attitude made him uncomfortable.

"You should be knocked out right now for one...that arrow..."

D.J. cut him off. "It's gonna leave a mark" She finished Angel's sentence looking down on her stomach. It wasn't visiable under her tight top but she still did a sad face about it.

None of the people on the room felt comfortable with the situation. The girl in front of them acted like she had the upper hand though she was the one chained to a chair.

Cordelia looked closer at the girls outfit. It screamed Faith if you asked her. Typical bad girl dress code. Black leather pants, tight dark red coloured top leaving little for the imagination and a black leather jacket. Cordy noticed the girls big brown eyes looking straight at her like if they were reading her mind. She crinkled her eyebrows when something happened. They changed colour.

"Did you see that?" She hoped off the table pointing at D.J.. "Her eyes went from brown to blue."

Angel frowned and walked closer to D.J. again. She had stopped resisting her chains by now and merely stared sweetly at him.

"Again...what are you?" He said slowly squatting by her again. This time a lot closer.

She leaned towards him. "I don't feel like talking. Mind letting me go?" She glanced at the chains over her shoulder and then gasped surprised when Angel took a hold of the hair on the back of her head forcing her to look at him.

"Angel." Wesley objected but got no response.

Angel and D.J. glared into each others eyes for a while before he let her go and stood up. "Tell us." He demaned. "Are you a demon?"

D.J. shrugged, shaking her dark brown hair over her shoulder. "I wouldn't say that." She sighed happily. "You might've heard though about something called...aspect of a demon."

Angel remembered very well an incident with Buffy concering that matter. "So what were you before?" He asked and she looked kind of tragic for a short second.

"A girl." She felt his eyes. "A normal girl." She added but Gunn shook his head.

"That doesn't make sense. Why would a *normal* girl be out getting - aspects - of a demon?" He didn't believe her but D.J. smiled widely.

"The sister of a slayer would."

That got the attention of everybody in the room.

"The sister of a slayer?" Fred repeated looking at Wesley.

"What slayer would that be?" Cordelia asked him but he shook his head not knowing.

D.J. snorted. "She's dead by now."

Angel, who briefly turned his eyes to Wesley too, turned back to her, looking serious. "Why d'you say that?" He asked. He wanted to make sure no skeletons from anybody's closet was going to jump out on them. The girl in front of him wasn't old. Buffy, Kendra, Faith - he went over them in his head. It must've been the one right before Buffy, he thought realising he knew little about the slayer line.

D.J. looked bored at him. "You should know this. You're sister's a slayer, you don't see her for a *very* long time - you do the math. Slayers die, that's what they do."

"And you?" Wesley asked. "How did you get...infected?" He looked away, seeing D.J.'s glares made him nervous, even more so when her eyes changed colour.

She rolled her eyes. "I was out looking for her, I got attacked ...not much of a story. Except for the part where I scored this incredible gift from it."

Angel wasn't surprised she considered it a gift. She seemed to enjoy it way too much. He looked at her thoroughly. "But there's no known demon with - all - your capabilities. What infected you? Some sort of...." He couldn't think of anything but he didn't have to.

D.J. laughed. She was pretty when she did but he knew to be aware of that. "Let's just say I collect."

Wesley looked deeply angry by this. "You mean you kill and steal others powers."

She shrugged. "They're just demons. Hardly a loss to society."

"Like you're protecting orphans yourself." Connor muttered and D.J.'s eyes turned ice blue glaring at him.

"I come, I kill. Okay? Bad guys, and occasionally I take something from them. I'm a warrior. When it's between them and me, I chose me." She snapped.

"How sweet." Cordelia mumbled. She didn't like this girl one teensy bit.

"It's life." D.J. replied now looking irritated. The smile was gone and her eyes had turned almost black.

"No it's taking life." Angel said seeing the personailty change in D.J.. "But you don't have a problem with that do you?" She just glared at him and he continued. "Why are you here?"

D.J. looked away from all of them for the first time. "It's a free country and none of your business."

Angel sighed. At least now they knew she was a demon. Or a put together one.

"Angel, can we talk?" Gunn stood up with questioning eyes nodding for them to leave the room.

Angel considered it. "Yeah." He then said and the rest of the AI team stood up to follow them too. But then they hesitated and looked back at D.J..

"We can't leave her alone." Wesley thought and Gunn nodded.

"Not after last time."

"What if somebody stays with her, to watch her." Fred suggested and Connor saw his chance. The girl intrigued him and he would love to get a chance to talk to her alone.

"I can do it." He offered and felt Angel's eyes suspiciously looking at him. He put on an innocent face. "I don't care." He added and his father nodded.

"Okay, good. But don't let her loose." He warned and Connor rolled his eyes.

He wasn't an idiot!

"Good idea, leave me with the day care troll." D.J. muttered but no one took any notice of her. The team disappeared after a second glance on D.J. and Connor walked over to her. She was leering at him.

"Little boy gets the big mission. Are you happy now?" She asked as he circled her to make sure her chains were intact. "Ooh, can't you let me loose, just a little. This itches teribly." She asked him with begging kind eyes.

Connor scoffed. "You must really think I'm stupid." He took a seat on a chair that he placed not to far from hers.

She shook her head. "Not at all, not like they do." She glanced after Angel and the team but Connor shook his head.

"Try and fool me, go on. I don't care." He folded his arms across his chest. He liked seeing the way her eyes changed to pale blue looking at him.

"I don't fool people. It's not my style." She laughed a little. "Is it yours?"

Connor shook his head. "I prefer to be straight with people, even if it's not pretty." He though of Cordelia but then forced her out of his mind.

"Good boy." D.J. tilted her head. "But you know this sucks right?" She looked around the Hyperion. "I mean for vacationing, sure, nice place to stay but...come on. You can't really say you like it here."

Connor just shrugged indifferent. "It's my home."

"Are you sure?" Her eyes kept looking straight at him. "You're to strong for this place, you're wasting your powers. You could be like me..."

"Crazy?" Connor snapped and she laughed.

"Well okay. I was thinking more along the lines of free. But whatever works for you." She smiled sweetly. "Couped up like this, with daddy watching over your shoulder all the time, that's no way to live."

Connor squinted at her. "How did you know who's my father?" He asked supiciously but she just shrugged.

"I'm not blind."

Connor still didn't trust her. "Okay then, which one of them is it?" He asked testing her but she merely laughed like he was saying something funny.

"That's a tricky one." She was mocking him. "Considering your skin is fairly pale, I'd say the black guy's out. And between the vampire and the british guy, I have to choose the vampire. And don't bother trying to fool me any of those twits is your mother coz I don't believe any human could've brought you to this life."

Connor rolled his eyes. He didn't say anything.

D.J. glanced at the door. "They've been gone awfully long now. Think they forgot about you in here with the crazy chick?"

Connor looked lazy at her. "I can hold my own."

"This is what I'm saying." D.J. suddenly looked excited. "That's why I think you and I should go out and have some fun. I won't bite." She reassured with a playfull sparkle in her eyes.

Connor felt very interested in the propostion. It wasn't like she'd killed any of the good guys as far as they knew. And he was the one who had gotten her there.

"Okay." He said with a certain voice, standing up. He glanced at the door. If Angel and the others caught him setting her free they wouldn't be to happy with him.

He looked at D.J. who was looking genuinly happy now. "Come on." She urged friendly as he kneeled down behind her chair starting to unlock her chains.

When he was done she raised to her feet, massaging her wrists gently.

"Thank you." She said turning to Connor. "Now...wanna get out of here?"