Disclaimer: Do I own Buffy or angel? No I don't, which is a shame...its a good idea. xsighsx
Author: Flaire Delacour with Faith
Title: Angel and the Crescent clan
Spoilers...none that I know of...
Couples: erm... OC/Angel, and some others… most characters of which I created myself…well aside from Angel and Darla of course...
Summary: While Angel was alone you think he just mourned over his loss of not having Darla when the two lost each other? Think again. This is the story of Angel, his childes and their adventures...if you can call them adventures.

Flame undressed Angel and put him in the shower while she sat on the toilet looking through the toiletries for an aspirin.

"Have a good time with Gavin last night?" asked Angel as he washed his face.

"Um yeah...it was nice." said Flame.

"I missed you last night Alysa." whispered Angel from behind the shower curtain.

"I missed you too Angel. But I've got Gavin and you've got Desiree," said Flame.

"Actually, I don't have Desiree...I made it clear to her I love you. I'm going to try and dump her while we're in Barcelona." said Angel washing his hair.

"But Angel. You're her sire! You can't do that to her." said Flame.

"I don't want to do that believe me but if it's the only way to have you back I'll do anything." said Angel.

"Angel, you'll always have me. Just like you'll always have Drusilla and Darla. But sometimes what you need is to start a new family of your own." said Flame.

"You got that aspirin?" asked Angel after a moment of silence as he turned the shower off and put a towel around his lower half.

"Um yeah. Its right here." said Flame grabbing the box from her part of the toiletries and handing them to him as he came out the shower.

She paused as she saw the tattoo Angel had had done for her, a circle of Flames around a small Celtic cross on his left shoulder blade.

"Thanks. Shouldn't you be going back to your 'wild one?' asked Angel as he downed some aspirin and brought her out her thoughts.

"How did you know..." asked Flame.

"Never mind that. You go ahead. Tell the girls we need to pack. We're driving to Spain." said Angel.

"OK. Love you Angel." smiled Flame kissing his lips before she left the bathroom.

Angel sighed as he walked into his bedroom and got dressed.

He could hear his Alysa telling the others to pack and threw the towel he'd been using to one side.

He pulled on his boots and gathered together his luggage in the walker's backpack.

When he walked into the lounge with his duster under his arm he saw Desiree and Gavin flirting at the kitchen table over some cereal while Bronte, Soleil and Flame had gone to pack.

Angel threw his bag on to the sofa that Desiree had slept on before entering the kitchen.

"Well Desiree looks like you and Gavin were getting on well," said Angel pouring himself a mug of blood that he added cream, sugar and a shot of Irish cream to before he put it in the microwave.

"Oh yeah. We were just keeping ourselves occupied since we don't have to pack." said Desiree.

"OK. Well I'd best go help Flame," said Gavin finishing his cereal before getting to his feet.

Desiree smiled at Gavin who returned a weaker smile before he left the table.

" Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt," said Angel taking his blood out the microwave and sipping it to taste the flavour before he added a little more cream to the concoction.

"Oh no we were finished anyway. You feeling any better now?" asked Desiree as Angel sat down beside her and she put her hand on his knee.

"Yeah I'm good. Still a bit hung over but what can I say?" shrugged Angel mixing in the cream before drinking the blood.

"So you all packed up?" asked Desiree.

"Yeah, maybe you should go get changed into your dress." said Angel indicating she was still in his shirt.

"I think I'll go ask Bronte or Soleil for an outfit I can borrow." said Desiree getting to her feet.

"Ok, don't be too long. Hurry the girls up we're leaving in half an hour." said Angel downing the last of the overly bitter blood before he got up.

Desiree kissed him on the cheek before heading towards Bronte and Soleil's room.

Angel got up and washed out the mug before grabbing the cooler from a cupboard, which also contained several bags, which he could divide the blood up into.

Angel picked a jug out the fridge and divided its blood between six packets, which he taped, shut and put in the fridge for the minute till the cooler was ready.

"Need any help Angel?" asked a voice.

Angel turned around and saw Gavin had obviously been pushed out of his and Flame's room.

Angle knew from experience when the girls were packing you didn't get in the way for fear of getting a piece of their fiery wrath and colourful language for annoying them.

"Um yeah thanks. Can you fill this cooler with ice from the freezer? Then maybe you can help separate the blood for travel," said Angel.

"OK." said Gavin grabbing a knife from a drawer and the cooler. He opened the door to the freezer and scrapped the knife along the icy bottom of the freezer, catching the lose shavings in the cooler.

The two males worked in silence and soon Angel had thirty-six bags of blood and Gavin had finished putting ice in the cooler and had started to help with the blood.

"So how long you known Desiree?" asked Gavin taping a bag Angel had pasted him.

"Not long. Why? You like her?" asked Angel pouring the last of the blood from the second to last bowl and passing the bag to Gavin.

"She's a very beautiful young girl. I hate to admit it Angel but you have the best taste in ladies," grinned Gavin as Angel moved to the last bowl.

"Its strange that my girls are beautiful. My Dru was kind of like Bronte but a bit like Flame too," said Angel.

"Whose Dru? Oh wait let me guess, she's another one of your childes?" asked Gavin.

"Yes she is actually. But I don't know where she is now. She disappeared with her childe spike over five years ago and I haven't them since," said Angel.

"Big family you have." said Gavin.

"It wasn't that big. Just me, Spike, Dru and Darla. But the family I have now is massive in comparison." said Angel a pained expression coming on his face as he mentioned Darla.

"Who was Darla?" asked Gavin quietly not wanting to pry his grandsire for information.

"She was my sire. I haven't seen her in three years. We were supposed to meet in Romania but she never turned up. I waited three weeks and she never turned up," said Angel biting his lip.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked," said Gavin.

"No it's OK. You weren't to know. Adora, Mia and Zara don't know about it. Alysa is the only person who does." said Angel pouring the last of the blood from the last bowl into the bag and passing it to Gavin before gathering together the bloody bowls and jugs and beginning to wash them under the hot tap.

"So you and Flame are close?" asked Gavin taping the last bag shut and putting it in the cooler with the rest.

"Something like that." said Angel putting the washed bowl to one side.

"Mind if I dry?" asked Gavin putting the tape to one side and reaching for a towel.

"No go ahead." said Angel.

"I know you're the Alpha male in this little family of yours and I'm not going to challenge that. I just hope you and I can get along," said Gavin drying the bowl, which he put back in the cupboard after he checked for no smears of blood.

"I suppose we could give it a try. For the girls sake." said Angel.

Gavin smiled as he picked up another bowl and watched his grandsire.