A/N - Chap two already? Wow... Miracle much? Thanks to all the people who reviewed, and if you have any suggestions on things you want to see, Im open to hearing them and giving some a shot.

Updated- Not changed much, just Added changed what Doyle calls himself from Doyle to Allen Doyle, making chapter 3 make more sense

::::: Forward Rewind ::::: Chapter Two ::::: Bollocks :::::

"So who are these bites, again?" Spike asked, amused. From the hospital, Angel had called Harmony and asked her to assemble the rest of the fang gang in his office for when he got back with the kids.

"We don't know. Right now we only know what they've said, which is almost nothing." Angel sighed, running his hand through his hair. He still wished that the nurse at the hospital was joking.

"Gone?" He had asked incredulously, as the nurse covering Cordy's floor stood infront of the door to her room.

"Yessir, But it gets more odd."

Angel looked at her, doubting that was possible. But as she opened the door. he lost all of his doubt.

"He says his name is Allen Doyle, and he's four." Nurse Rita stood beside the two brunette toddlers who said on the bed where Cordelia's body once was."His little friend won't talk. I've checked Pediactric, they're not missing any paitents. I don't know what to do."

Angel surveyed the two small children. The boy has hair that was a mess of dark curls. As he looked up at Angel, a tiny grin spread across his features.

"Angel!" He said with a lilting Irish accent, clapping his hands together. The small version or Angel's dead friend seemed to have already adjusted well to his surroundings, but the little girl looked less adapt. She had a vice grip hold on Doyle's arm, and though she seemed confused, her puzzled look softened at the sight of Angel.

But it was looking at her that, if he had breath, would have taken it away. It was most likely the grief making him see things, but those were Cordelia's eyes.

Even after Angel's explanation, Gunn, Wes, and Fred sat in confused silence until a certain blond vamp spoke up again.

"Okay, so that there is a reborn dead mate of your's. But what about the bird?"

Angel thought about what he was perparing to say. It made even less sense than the Mini-Doyle sitting across from him.

"I think she's-" He began, but was cut off by a squeal from his doorway, as Harmony ran into his office.

"Corry?!" She yelled, vaulting herself at the pint sized brunette. It was her pet name for Cordelia for the first few years of their friendship, and the first thing that came to mind when she saw the four year old girl.

"Harmy?" The confused little girl asked, not sure how she even recognized the larger blonde.

"Harmony?" Wes asked "Are you trying to say that that child is Cordelia?"

"Well, duh?" The secretary replied. "And I should know , I was best friends with her, wasn't I? I have a whole photo album of us at that age."

"That's sweet and all, Harm, but maybe you should let go of her now..." Fred pointed out, noticing that Hamony's vampre strength was turning the little girl a shade of blue.

Harmony stood back up, giving the toddler back her right to breathe. Straighten her skirt, she mouthed the words 'call me' to Mini-Cordy, and rushed out of the office.

Angel stood up again, realizing that they needed to figure out a way to get to the bottom of how these kids became, well, kids. And alive.

"Gunn, I need you to file some papers, make sure that we are the sole guardians of these kids. Do whatever you have to do." He paused. "I never thought I'd say it, but think like a Wolfram and Hart employee, just this once."

"On it , Boss." Gunn replied, eager to do his share of dity work.

After he left Angel turned to Wesley and Fred. "I need you two doing the hard stuff. Wes, hit the books. See if there was any way we could have saw this coming, anything that would explain it. And Fred, get DNA samples from our potential reborns, see if they really are Cordelia and Doyle." After they both filed out, Angel looked at Spike. This order was going to be the biggest mistake he had ever thought possible.

"Spike, since you're just lounging around, I need you to babysit the kids." Spke started to protest, but Angel cut him off. "No, I can't do it, and no, I am not assigning them to one of the Wolfram and Hart cronies. Now don't get them killed, or I'll return the favor." It was Angel's turn to walk out, leaving Spike without a choice and with two four year olds in his control.

"Bollocks."

! Fin Chapter two!

A/N- I REALLY HOPE you guys liked this chapter. Next chapter, the madness ensues with babysitter spike.