Chapter 2

Family Reunion; Sarai Style

A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I love it, keep em' coming. Oh yeah and no, you didn't have to read 'It's a Slayer' to understand this story.

Angel woke up for work the next morning and went right into his shower in the bathroom connected to his room. After that he entered the living room and saw the last person he ever thought he'd see.

"Father." Angel gasped.

"You care to tell me what I am doing here boy?" his father asked.

"Actually....I was going to ask you that."

"You mean you don't know? Doesn't surprise me, you never did learn much."

'Yup its definitely him.' Angel thought. "Do you remember anything? Where you were before you got here, how you got here?"

"What do I remember? I'll tell you. I remember me wife telling me we were expecting a child, I hoped it was a son, then I remember getting you, a horrible disappointment. I also remember you killing me and your family and then going on to kill lots more."

"You know about that?"

"You mean about you being a demon. Yes, I always knew you were a devil child."

"What's going on here?" Sarai asked coming out of her room wearing really short shorts and a tube top, if Angel wasn't busy being yelled at by his father, he might've been doing some freaking out at what she was wearing. She took one look at the man wearing a white shirt with a yellow vest, a blue jacket with puffy sleeves and blue pants who's grey hair was both tied back and curled at the side. "Check out George Washington. Feeling nostalgic due to your old age?" she asked her father.

Angel sighed, there really was no way this could go well.

"Don't you have any respect for yer elders girl? Wait what am I saying its not like you would be able you learn any from him." Angel's dad said looking at Angel. "And do you really just let her prance around in that attire like some kind of trollop?"

Sarai didn't know who this guy was but she knew what the word trollop meant, Spike used it often when talking about Harmony or if he was pissed at Cordelia. Before Angel could say anything in defense of his princess, Sarai did it herself.

"Aight, listen up I don't know who the hell you are or who the hell you think you are but if you think you can just come into my house and insult my daddy and me well you can just go to hell you son of a bi-"Sarai's rant was interrupted by Angel covering her mouth.

"Sarai," Angel said nervously. "That's my father."

"Really. Oh shit...ooopsie." Sarai responded sounding almost sorry, which surprised Angel.

"Does she sound sorry? Since when does she sound sorry about being rude? Even though he deserved it, but still. Is she feeling ok?" Angel thought.

Sarai turned to Angel. "I mean if he really is your father then that would make you the son of a" she faced her 'grandfather' again "bitch."

"Yup. She's feeling fine. This should be...an experience. I wonder how much aspirin I have? I know I have some, I always keep some handy, thanks to Sarai. But I might be running low after her sugar high and giving Skittles a bath in my bathroom last monday. Maybe I should send Harmony to get some...." Angel's thoughts were interrupted by his daughter and father yelling at each other, and for once, Sarai wasn't the one making Angel insults. Then he went back to his train of thought. "....maybe a few hundred bottles should get my through the day. I hope."

TBC

A/N: I know the chapter was on the short side, sorry. I just really wanted to get a chapter posted this weekend. I hope it was still good though. Please feel free to put some ideas of what you would like to see happen in the coming chapters in your reviews. It would help with the bit o' writers block I am having.