Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel, I just own this fan-fic so kiss my butt, Joss. Oh, and I forgot the disclaimers on my last 3 chapters. So copy, paste, copy, paste, copy, paste, and add "I do not own the Linkin Park song 'Somewhere I Belong'" on the Chapter 1 disclaimer. Happy now, Kimmy?

A/N: A lot of people have been saying that this story doesn't deserved a R rating well it kinda does with all the cursing, but I promise that I will try my best to live up to your rated R standards in future chapters. Thank you for your support. Now please R&R!!!

Last Chapter

"Who?" Spike said urgently trying desprately to wake her.

"Me." said a voice from behind.

Spike turned around. He was a tall man around 6'1. He was broad and had short, dark brown hair gelled to stick straight up. Instantly Spike who he was and grimaced at the sight of him, he turned back around to face to bar. "Angelus." he whispered sarcastically as he gulped his last drop of liquor.

Chapter 4

"It's Angel, jackass. What the hell are you doing here?" his eyes widened as they drifted to the unconsious girl still holding the shot glass,"With Dawn?" Then he gave the back of Spike's head a glaring look, knowing quite well what he was doing with her.Or to her, more likely.

"It's none of your bloody business, is it?" turning around to see Angel looking like he was silenting wishing he had heat vision so he could set Spike ablaze.

"Making my daughter drunk isn't my business?" he questioned as Spike choked a bit.

"Your what?" Spike said slightly scoffing.

"Oh, haven't you heard, about 2 years after you left her abandoned, she called me for some help with a demon, and when I found out about her situation, I adopted her." he said calmly as he sat down next to Dawn almost ignoring the fact that she passed out. He figured if she was asleep she couldn't get into any trouble.

"Is that so? Then why don't you live with her and that ditz, Jen, like a good daddy would?" grimacing at the memory of Drusilla calling Angelus 'Daddy' he always hated it and now thinking that Dawn might be calling him that, too, made him shudder.

"Because, I told her that she should have her own life." Hoping that Spike was still too mad and confused to realize what he had said, but he wasn't. He heard loud and clear and a devilish grin swept across his face.

"Well if she has her own life then she can go out with whoever she wants and tonight she wanted the Big Bad, so bugger off Daddy dearest." Now it was obvious that Spike was just saying things to make Angel angry, and it seemed to be working. Then a thought popped into his mind, if he was her Dad then what was with all the pillow talk the night before. His eyes widened as he remember the words to his Nibblet. '"Can't wait...me...you...sweaty...in the hotel"'

"Oh, Christ..." he yelled loudly unaware that the words had escaped his mouth. He turned and gapped at Angel. "'Daddy' is a metaphor for something dirty, just like with Dru. You sick pervert." Angel just stared blankly.

"What are you talking about? What about Dru?"

Spike jumped up from his chair."You go all righteous on everyone because your so full of soul, full of shit is more like it. But listen here, I get your twisted game and just because you signed some fuckin' piece of paper it doesn't make her yours, she was my Nibblet before she was your anything, got it, if it wasn't for those fake memories you wouldn't even know her at all, an' I'll be undamned before I let you and her get all sweaty in any hotel." And with that her grabbed Dawn by the waist and threw her over his shoudler.

Angel was shocked formostly because he had almost no idea what Spike was talking about and, also, because Spike thought he could walk out with Dawn on his shoulders and Angel would just let him.

"Spike where do you think you're going with her." Angel demanded almost jogging towards him.

"Back to her apartment, girlie needs to sleep it off."

"How do you plan to get in her apartment?"

"She invited me." Another half-truth from Spike.

"I'm coming with you."

"No need, I know how to take care of her, poof."

"That explains why you left her, alone, homeless and, hungry at 15, oh yeah, you really know how to take care of her." At this Spike shut his mouth and continued to walk on allowing Angel to follow him without another word.

When they arrived at Dawn's apartment Spike was surprised when Angel pulled out a key after he realized that Jen wasn't home. In the same position Spike would have kicked open the door. He let out a "Poofter" has he walked past Angel.

Dawn let out a slight whimper as Spike laid her gently on the couch. All he could do was smile, for such a powerful being she was still so innocent and young. From behind him he heard a soft scoff coming from Angel.

"Something you wanna share with the rest of the class, eh?"

"It's nothing just..." Angel sat down near the kitchen,"...you actually beleive you love her, not to mention that you think she loves you."

"Hey, I do love her and she told me she loves me." he said getting up from he kneeling position near Dawn and walking towards Angel.

"Was that before or after you got her drunk out of her mind?" he said pointing to the still unconisious Dawn.

"Before. Way before. Years before!"

"Take a look around you, Spike. Things have changed. Dawn's a 20-year-old woman and a Slayer. Not some teenage-girl who has a little crush on you and whether you like it, or not, Dawn is going back to L.A. with me. She's finally gonna have the family she deserves."

Spike was shocked, but he knew Angel was right. Things have changed, although he was knew that Dawn still felt something for him. He needed to find out for sure.

Since Dawn was still asleep and he didn't want to be there Angel around he decided tomorrow was another day, or night so to speak. "Fine, tell the bit g'night for me."

Angel would do no such thing. He knew Spike all too well, he wasn't gonna take defeat that easily, he would be back. Angel decided to make a phone call.

"Hello, Willow, it's Angel. I need a favor."

A/N: I would write more , but I can't stand to pass up a good cliffhanger. Don't kill me!