THE TRUTH MY PARENTS TOLD ME

Summary: 7 years later after "The Human In Me", Angel comes back to Sunnydale, and finds out that Buffy and Spike got married, and now have a 5-year old daughter, Samantha. And then another demon comes to town, making life on the Hellmouth even weirder.

Note: These will be in POVs, as usual.

Disclaimer: I don't own squat.

Chapter 2

---Angel's POV---

I stared at her. I just couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. Buffy had a kid?!

"Well," Buffy said, jarring my thoughts. "Aren't you going to come in?"

I stared at her and nodded dumbly, her voice barely registering in my brain. Buffy. A kid. Buffy's kid.

She sat me down on a big couch in the living room, which looked so different from the one I remembered. Toys were scattered everywhere, and there was a gigantic flat screen TV in front of the couch.

The next thing I knew, she was shoving a mug of blood at me. I took it, staring at the semi-congealed blood swirling around it and made a face.

She saw me and said, "Sorry, haven't really been buying blood for a while, just some of the leftovers from last month." She wrinked her nose when she said that, as if recalling an unpleasant memory.

I just nodded and started drinking, hoping that the sensation of warm blood coursing down my throat would wake me up, and I would laugh and realize that it was all a really bad dream.

But it wasn't. Even I drank the last drop, I was still there, in the Summer's home, which was also now the home of whoever jerk Buffy married.

That thought drove me up the wall. I just couldn't imagine Buffy having a husband.

I banged down my cup on the table. I had to know what was up.

Buffy cringed at the noise. "I guess I DO owe you an explanation huh? But do not even think of doing anything to Sam. Or I swear, I'm not going to think twice about staking you if you do," she whispered to me, smiling evilly, pulling a stake out of nowhere.

"A-alright! No need to get all dust happy with me!" I said hastily.

She grinned weakly at my joke and sat beside me on the couch. "Well, remember when, you know, Willow brought me back from the dead?"

I nodded. "But that was a long time ago. "

"Well, let's just say I had a 'change of heart' because of an experience..." she seemed to wander off for a minute. Then spoke again. "I stopped being so mad and depressed at the world. Then, one thing led to another, and I got married, to make the long story short." She showed me the gold band on her finger, as if to prove she wasn't lying.

I sighed. "So this guy you married. Anyone I know?"

"Well, actually –"

The I heard the front door open.

"I'm home luv!" an all too familiar voice with a horrible British accent drawled.

I groaned. Why am I not surprised?

---Spike's (Will's) POV ---

The minute I entered my house, I saw him. The bloody ponce. I knew he would be back sooner or later.

I considered just charging at him and punch him in the noggin, but I saw that Sam was there, and Buffy and I agreed that there was to be no violence in her presence.

So I just decided to ignore him. Might annoy him more.

"Ey there, my little angel!" I said when Samantha ran towards me, and carried her up.

"Ulo, Daddy!" she said, trying to imitate my accent.

I laughed and put her down. Then made my way towards Buffy. I saw through the corner of my eye that Peaches was watching me, so I decided to give him what he was asking for a long time ago.

"Hey, luv" I said huskily at my wife, and kissed her on the cheek.

She giggled, then suddenly stiffened. "Uh, Spike..." she mumbled, gesturing at Angel.

I turned around to look at him, and acted shocked, as if I only saw him then. "P-peaches!? Is that you!?" I said with mock surprise, then smirked.

He growled, his eyes starting to turn amber. Then he charged at me. Uh-oh. My grin faltered.

Then Buffy stopped him. "Angel, I know you're mad, but you have no right to attack mortals, especially since you're ensouled and everything."

Angel stared dumbly at her. "Mortal?! But Spike's –"

My grin widened again. Touché. "Yes, Peaches, hear the heartbeat? I'm human now."

--- Buffy's POV ---

Oh god. Here we go, out of the frying pan, into the fire.

END OF CHAPTER

A/N: Sorry, am currently experiencing writer's block, and we just have so many things to do that I don't know when I can update again.