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I don't remember when I fell asleep. But I'm awake now, and in Angelus' room again. Was last night all a dream? I rolled over and nearly yelped for joy when I realised that it wasn't a dream because Angelus was lying beside me, still asleep. I smiled happily and nuzzled closer to him. I didn't want to get up yet, it was far too early. Before I fell asleep earlier, Angelus had told me we would be killing the watchers tonight. Killing Watchers.

I said it aloud because it gave me a sort of thrill. "Killing Watchers."

Angelus murmured without opening his eyes. "What are you on about Will?"

"Killing Watchers," I repeated happily.

"You won't be killing anything if you don't shut up," he growled, rolling over towards me and opening his eyes. He bit my ear with his blunt teeth and held on. It hurt, but in a good way. I grinned idiotically as he pulled away from my ear and moved to the other side of the bed with his back to me. "Now go back to sleep."

I tried, I did try to go to sleep, but I couldn't. I edged closer and closer to Angelus' side of the bed, staring at the tattoo the whole time. I wonder how old it is. He's never told me. After a while I was pretty sure he was asleep, so I traced the outline of it with my finger again and again, smiling contentedly again.

Suddenly, faster than I could react, he spun round and grabbed my wrist. "Go to sleep, Will." He pulled me closer and I felt his other hand on the back of my neck. I shut my eyes obediently and tried, again, to go to sleep.

I'm hungry... No! Go to sleep! ... sleep... I wonder if Dru's awake. She could be – No, Will! Sleep! Why am I finding it so hard to sleep all of a sudden?

I started to get restless, and after about half an hour I slipped out of Angelus' hold and dressed myself. I quietly left the room and went downstairs. The man I'd fed off earlier was awake, and making a hell of a racket. I looked in on his curiously. He was walking up and down muttering to himself.

"Boo!" I said with a grin. He jumped out of his skin and looked at me like a rabbit caught in headlights. I strode over to him and looked at the bite wound in his neck. It had closed up pretty well, but then that was to be expected as vampire bites do close up quickly. "Sorry about that. I was hungry, and you were, well, alive and in our kitchen."

"Demon!" the man hissed, backing away. I frowned.

"That's not very nice. I think we're in a different class. 'Demon', to me, says stupid, thuggish and ugly."

"Devil spawn!"

What is it with human's and their stupid religion? "Angelus spawn more like," I told him dryly, picking up a knife. He watched it warily and I ran my finger along the blade. "Relax, I'm not going to use it. Angelus might, though. There's gotta be a reason why he wanted you alive." I placed it back down. "So. What's your name?"

"Samuel," he whispered faintly.

"Oh. Do you play cards, Samuel?" He nodded silently. I grinned.

By the time Angelus was up, Samuel and I were well into our game of poker. The stakes were pretty low, Samuel didn't have much money on him.

"What are you doing, William?" he asked, lounging in the doorway.

"Winning 20 quid at the moment," I replied, taking the money.

"I'll take that then," he said, holding out his hand. I scowled, getting up and handing him the money. He noticed my look and laughed. "My catch, Will, my money." Yeah, but I won it, I wanted to say. So I glared sourly at Samuel instead, who swallowed and backed away.

"Stay," Angelus commanded him, and then gestured for me to follow him.

"Are we killing the Watchers now?" I asked eagerly.

"I thought we'd wait until the girls are awake."

I scowled yet again but tried to hide it.

"Will, this is a disgrace to the whole family, we are all going to kill them together. Ok?"

"Ok." I muttered.

"Ok, what?"

"Ok Sire."

"Better." And he went back upstairs.

What? Am I supposed to follow him or what? He was already upstairs by now and I could tell by his footsteps that he was in the room he shared with Darla. Hmmph. I'm not going up there then.

I mooched around the house a little bit, occasionally wondering what Angelus was doing with Darla, then deciding I didn't want to know. I smelt Samuel's fear wherever I went and at one point it made me growl with hunger. When I had picked up and fiddled with everything available and had run out of things to do, I trod back up the stairs and went past the third floor without even glancing at Darla's room. I reached Dru's attic room finally and slipped in.

She lay on her side, her hair spilt all over the pillow like silk. She looked exactly like a princess, just like she always said. I sat beside her on the bed and stroked her head slightly. Soon her chest began to rise and fall, the sure signs that she would wake up soon. I do that too, but Angelus never does. He can control his breathing, I guess.

"Angel?" she asked, her eyelid fluttering open.

"No Dru, it's me." I felt a stab of jealousy that she'd said his name first.

"Oh." She sat up and swayed a little. "Mmm... the air hums... they're singing as they die..."

"I somehow doubt they'll be singing. Screaming, more like." She stopped and looked at me suddenly.

"Why are you here Will?"

"I came to see you."

"Go away."

I frowned, hurt. "Why?"

"You're a baby." She said simply, turning her back on me and choosing a dress from the wardrobe.

"Drusilla..." I began, desperate for her not to get into this mood again.

"OUT!!" she screamed loudly and I backed away from her and opened the door.

"See you later then Dru," I muttered, but she wasn't listening to me.

Angelus was standing at the top of the stairs. "What was all that about?"

"Nothing." I muttered.

"Tell me, William," he said impatiently.

I shifted my weight onto by other foot and didn't look at him. "Dru told me to get out," I mumbled quickly.

"Why?"

"I don't know, do I?" I returned angrily. Pain suddenly filled the left side of my head. Angelus had slammed it into the wall.

"Never answer a question with a question. Why did she tell you to get out?"

"I don't know." Why does he keep asking me that? I don't want to tell him.

He pushed my chin up with one hand and held my face so I was looking at him. "Yes you do."

I clenched my teeth. "She says I'm a baby," I forced out. It hurt, hearing that from Drusilla. When Angelus said it this morning, it was in an affectionate way, but when Dru said it, she made me sound beneath her. Which I suppose I am, in a way.

Angelus stared at me a long time. I couldn't stand being looked at like that so I forced all my hatred for him and the fact everyone preferred him to me into my eyes and glared back at him. Eventually he let me go and sighed.

"Get changed into something more formal, we're going out," he said, not giving anything away in his voice.

Exactly why I needed to be formal to kill a bunch of watchers, I had no idea, but I couldn't be bothered to ask. It took about half an hour for me to get ready, because I'd go downstairs then Angelus would send me back up again to sort out my hair, or wear a different jacket, or get the dirt out from under my nails. For God's sake, Angelus, I'm only going to get messy again in the middle of a huge fight aren't I?

But eventually we were all ready, and Angelus got one of the minions to fetch us a cab. It was hard to give directions, because I'd been underground when I made my way back, so we took a few wrong turnings before I finally recognised the outside of the building, and the sewer entrance I'd left by.

"Here," I told Angelus quietly, pointing at the large building. He nodded and stopped the cab, paying the driver. I would've just killed him, but then I never do the right thing.

We all got out and Angelus looked at me. "Well?"

I looked blankly at him. I was about to respond with, well what, but that would be answering a question with a question so I re phrased it. "I don't understand."

He smirked. "What do we do?" 'What do we do??' Why is he asking me? "You're the one that got taken captive, Will, you decide how you want revenge."

"I-I don't know how to," I stammered, looking up at him stupidly. I was being incredibly slow today.

Angelus raised his eyebrows and gave me and evil smile. "Kill them all?" he suggested.

I grinned back wickedly and spun round to face the double doors. I took a deep breath then kicked them both inwards with a loud snarl.

"You wanted Angelus?" I said loudly into the entrance hall.

"I've brought him."

ooh, it's a cliff-hanger! Come on guys after all those fab reviews you can't leave me now...

To Higgy: Yes, he is a baby. And because I'm an evil Angelus at heart, that's why I make him suffer. Muwahahaha!

To Me (whoever you are(!)): Mmm the possibilities, the death of Darla... but I'd have to find some gruesome yukky way of doing it. But yeah – definitely more snuggles coming up!!

To Berserker Nightwitch: Thank you! That last chapter was probably my favourite one actually. And I'll try and make it all more sweeter. Except maybe the next one, which'll be mostly deaths, and horror, and bloodshed... Muwahahaha again!!

To Bailyy: SO glad you didn't kill me! And F.Y.I., if ya kill me, I won't be able to update so na na na-na na!!

Also: Do you think I should carry this on after all the Watcher deaths? That's as far as I've got with a plot at the moment, so I might end it in a couple of chapters. What do you think, I can't decide. (But if I do end it, it won't be the last Angelus/William fic that I write!!!)

Thank you all for reading and please leave a review even if you hated it. Tell me why, and what I should change.

Luv Roz (Dreamer)