"Angel" Buffy screamed running over to hug him. "Why are you in town?"
"I just needed a little break from the fabulous LA lifestyle. Sunnydale was nice, relaxing."
"Sure with the apocalypses and the dying. It's almost heaven. Look I really have to get to work, but stop by the Double Meat and we can talk." Buffy smiled sadly as she walked away. She knew something was wrong with Angel, but he'd have to be ready to tell her what was wrong.
Angel couldn't get over the fact that Buffy no longer smelled of vanilla she smelled like burgers and of all things Spike. He so didn't want to know what was going on there. Yet, he needed to talk to someone about Wes stealing Connor. He'd normally talk to Wes or Cordy, but with Cordy away with Gru. Buffy was the only other person who would understand what it was like to fight evil all the time and still not be able to save the ones you love.
"Bloody Hell Peaches" Spike said breaking Angel out of his thoughts. "Thought you lived in LA permanently now."
"Spike, leave me alone and I'll forget that I could smell you all over Buffy."
"Yeah well its called sex maybe you've heard of it."
Angel slammed Spike into a wall. "I'm warning you."
"Go ahead beat me up it'll give me an excuse to tell Buffy about Darla and the kid."
"How could you possible know about Connor?"
"Called keeping your ear to the ground mate. Now, get out of town, before I have to spend hours listening to Buffy grieve over you again."
"I came to tell her about Connor."
"Well I can tell her, now go before you make her more upset than she already is."
"You're really trying to protect her aren't you?"
"What's it to you if I am?"
"Tell her goodbye for me."
"I will"
