"Mom, what are you doing?" Hearing Alden's voice, she was instantly mortified. "Oh my god, Alden." "You're sleeping with my history teacher." "I didn't want you to find out this way." "You've been sleeping with my history teacher." "Yes." "Do you love him?" "Yes. I didn't think it would happen again, but I do love him. Very much." "Well then I guess there's nothing else to say." Dropping his backpack on the floor, he slammed his bedroom door, blasting his music.
Completely embarrassed, she didn't even realize when Angel stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "Do you want me to talk to him, love?" "No, I'll do it."
Just as she was about to, Alden's door opened again, the angry teen standing in front of his teacher.
"My dad left my mom as soon as he found out she was pregnant with me. And as far as I can know, she could probably still have babies. She might even be pregnant now. Are you going to turn your back on her like my father did? Or are you gonna be a man and marry her?" "Alden, enough," Buffy said, about to apologize when Angel kissed her gently. "Yes Alden, pregnant or not, I'm here to stay. In fact, with your blessing, I was going to propose to her tonight."
"YOU WERE???" both screamed. "Yes." Getting down on one knee, Angel displayed the ring from his pocket, slipping it so it sat at the edge of her finger. "Will you do me the incredible honour of becoming my wife?" "Of course, my darling, yes, yes, yes." Slipping the ring on, he swung her around the room, kissing her deeply.
"So what do I call you now that you're going to marry my mom?" Alden asked. "You can call me Angel, but you may call me dad, when you feel it appropriate." "Alright, Angel." Leaving the couple alone, he went out to hang with his friends.