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A/N: ello ello ello. Heres the next chapter. Lets just keep making this story even more confusing shall we? We shall. So here ya go.
Worlds Collide - Samantha and Jaime
Chapter 5 - Who wants to play happy families anyway?
Angel sat in his nice spacious office of the Hyperion Hotel with an overly happy Lorne and an unusually approachable Connor. Let's not go into details about the twisted, confusing and funnily soap opera like life that Angel and his cronies lead. Let's just say that they were happy and peaceful, sort of. Well, as peaceful as a vampire with a soul, a demon and the son of two extremely evil and powerful vampires can get.
Connor and Lorne were actually conversing when Angel, being the sharp guy that he is sensed that someone was approaching the glass doors that led into the foyer of the Hyperion Hotel. Angel got up and walked into the middle of the foyer to wait for this mystery person's impending arrival. Then, it happened. The glass doors were kicked open with an almighty bang and revealed a smirking Spike and his three sons.
"Well boys, this, is your Uncle Angel," Spike said whilst still smiling at Angel as if he were a little ray of sunshine.
"And, may I ask, who are my nephews?" The three aforementioned sons stepped fully into the foyer to see their Uncle Angel, who they were told all about on the way to the Hotel and, to their father's immense pride, smirked evilly. Immediately Connor and Lorne stepped behind Angel to back him up in case of a fight, they all had their eyes narrowed in a weak imitation of the evil glares which our favourite family had down pat.
"When was the last time I saw you Spike?" Angel inquired thoughtfully.
"The last time I tried to kill you. That was what, two, three years ago?"
"Let me just say that the last time I saw you, you didn't have three teenage sons," the fact that Angel had recognised the three boys with him as his sons unnerved Spike a bit. But then again, he dismissed his fear as he also recognised Angel's son to whom he hadn't yet been introduced.
"I could say the same myself but I don't want to bore you all. Angel, these three boys are my sons Dally, the eldest, Draco and Ariel. I thought I might bring them to meet someone they might get a warm welcome from, seeming as they only just met me and all. So why didn't I get to meet your wonderful bundle of joy over there," said Spike lightly gesturing to the forever frowning and steely looking Connor, who, if possible glared at him even more which made him look even stupider than he usually does.
"So, you're telling me that two, evil vampires who used to run with each other both have sons? That sounds something like a prophecy," said Lorne with a mind working in paranoid overload. The boys who had backed their fathers were getting quite bored of the glaring game and relaxed their stance.
Angel looked at Lorne with a thoughtful look on his face while Spike snorted, "What a load of bull shit. My boys were hidden by bloody Harmony for some dumb blonde reason, I get them out and find that Angel has got a kid as well and you reckon it's a bloody prophecy. You, my demon, have been working with crack pot Angel-baby here for way too long."
Angel, ever being the fast thinker and mediator of all man kind mildly said, "It could be true."
Spike shook his head, "No, I think not. But Angel, seeming as we've known each other for such a long time, that you've got such a big place," Spike gestured to the foyer, "and that you're such a charitable bloke that maybe you could house me and my boys for a little while before I go back to Sunnyhell Farm to introduce these three handsome chaps to Buffy and her slayerettes."
Angel simply stared at the vampire in front of him and his sons who were now staring at him expectantly, needless to say he was feeling a bit out numbered. These boys being Spike's sons meant that they were going to be fighters. Also being one for peace came to his decision, "Fine, only if I don't have to feed them or clothe them or have anything to do with them."
"Righto boys, lets go and find us some rooms," said Spike while rubbing his hands together and smirking thinking of all the things they could do to Angel with out Angel having anything to do with them.
Connor and Lorne looked at Angel as if he were a traitor and deserved to be crucified in the town square for his treacherous deeds, except there weren't many town squares in L.A so they were already a bit stuffed with their plans. Needless to say, with two vampires with sons, a demon and several other innocent civilian vampire hunters in the same living quarters, life was going to be interesting for a few weeks to come.
A/N: hey there cowboys. Theres ur chapter. Read and review its all u gotta do. By the way no flames. Its fine if u have constructive criticism, we'll gladly hear it, but if all ur gonna do is pay us out and not tell us whats wrong then just shut up. By the way we don't care if Draco has grey eyes. We say he's got blue in this story he does.
~*~*~Samantha and Jaime~*~*~
A/N: ello ello ello. Heres the next chapter. Lets just keep making this story even more confusing shall we? We shall. So here ya go.
Worlds Collide - Samantha and Jaime
Chapter 5 - Who wants to play happy families anyway?
Angel sat in his nice spacious office of the Hyperion Hotel with an overly happy Lorne and an unusually approachable Connor. Let's not go into details about the twisted, confusing and funnily soap opera like life that Angel and his cronies lead. Let's just say that they were happy and peaceful, sort of. Well, as peaceful as a vampire with a soul, a demon and the son of two extremely evil and powerful vampires can get.
Connor and Lorne were actually conversing when Angel, being the sharp guy that he is sensed that someone was approaching the glass doors that led into the foyer of the Hyperion Hotel. Angel got up and walked into the middle of the foyer to wait for this mystery person's impending arrival. Then, it happened. The glass doors were kicked open with an almighty bang and revealed a smirking Spike and his three sons.
"Well boys, this, is your Uncle Angel," Spike said whilst still smiling at Angel as if he were a little ray of sunshine.
"And, may I ask, who are my nephews?" The three aforementioned sons stepped fully into the foyer to see their Uncle Angel, who they were told all about on the way to the Hotel and, to their father's immense pride, smirked evilly. Immediately Connor and Lorne stepped behind Angel to back him up in case of a fight, they all had their eyes narrowed in a weak imitation of the evil glares which our favourite family had down pat.
"When was the last time I saw you Spike?" Angel inquired thoughtfully.
"The last time I tried to kill you. That was what, two, three years ago?"
"Let me just say that the last time I saw you, you didn't have three teenage sons," the fact that Angel had recognised the three boys with him as his sons unnerved Spike a bit. But then again, he dismissed his fear as he also recognised Angel's son to whom he hadn't yet been introduced.
"I could say the same myself but I don't want to bore you all. Angel, these three boys are my sons Dally, the eldest, Draco and Ariel. I thought I might bring them to meet someone they might get a warm welcome from, seeming as they only just met me and all. So why didn't I get to meet your wonderful bundle of joy over there," said Spike lightly gesturing to the forever frowning and steely looking Connor, who, if possible glared at him even more which made him look even stupider than he usually does.
"So, you're telling me that two, evil vampires who used to run with each other both have sons? That sounds something like a prophecy," said Lorne with a mind working in paranoid overload. The boys who had backed their fathers were getting quite bored of the glaring game and relaxed their stance.
Angel looked at Lorne with a thoughtful look on his face while Spike snorted, "What a load of bull shit. My boys were hidden by bloody Harmony for some dumb blonde reason, I get them out and find that Angel has got a kid as well and you reckon it's a bloody prophecy. You, my demon, have been working with crack pot Angel-baby here for way too long."
Angel, ever being the fast thinker and mediator of all man kind mildly said, "It could be true."
Spike shook his head, "No, I think not. But Angel, seeming as we've known each other for such a long time, that you've got such a big place," Spike gestured to the foyer, "and that you're such a charitable bloke that maybe you could house me and my boys for a little while before I go back to Sunnyhell Farm to introduce these three handsome chaps to Buffy and her slayerettes."
Angel simply stared at the vampire in front of him and his sons who were now staring at him expectantly, needless to say he was feeling a bit out numbered. These boys being Spike's sons meant that they were going to be fighters. Also being one for peace came to his decision, "Fine, only if I don't have to feed them or clothe them or have anything to do with them."
"Righto boys, lets go and find us some rooms," said Spike while rubbing his hands together and smirking thinking of all the things they could do to Angel with out Angel having anything to do with them.
Connor and Lorne looked at Angel as if he were a traitor and deserved to be crucified in the town square for his treacherous deeds, except there weren't many town squares in L.A so they were already a bit stuffed with their plans. Needless to say, with two vampires with sons, a demon and several other innocent civilian vampire hunters in the same living quarters, life was going to be interesting for a few weeks to come.
A/N: hey there cowboys. Theres ur chapter. Read and review its all u gotta do. By the way no flames. Its fine if u have constructive criticism, we'll gladly hear it, but if all ur gonna do is pay us out and not tell us whats wrong then just shut up. By the way we don't care if Draco has grey eyes. We say he's got blue in this story he does.
~*~*~Samantha and Jaime~*~*~