A/N: Sorry this took so long. I'm writing two stories at the moment, this and one called Key To My Heart. I'm kind of going back and forth between them, so chapters may take a while. Anyway, hope you enjoy this.

Angelus paced back and forth in his cell. When he was a child, his mother and father took him to a zoo in Dublin. He remembered seeing the tiger for the first time. He remembered wondering why it paced back and forth all day long. Now he knew. Because the tiger was so fucking bored.

Angelus lay down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling, hands behind his head. He closed his eyes and dozed.

A guard banged the cell door. "O'Riley!" The guard barked. Angelus opened his eyes and turned his head slightly, giving the guard a bored look. "You've got a visitor." Surprised, Angelus got up and stepped up to the guard. "Put 'em out," the guard grumbled. Angelus wordlessly held out his hands. The guard snapped on a pair of handcuffs and followed him to the visiting area. Angelus walked, wondering who it was. He never got visitors. Another guard opened the door to the visiting area and Angelus stepped inside. He saw the man sitting there and considered just turning around and going back to his cell. He sat down.

"Good afternoon Dr. Giles."

Rupert Giles nodded. "Good afternoon Mr. O'Riley." Angelus stared into the other man's eyes. "So, what brings you to Ireland?"

Giles kept his gaze steady, letting the other man know he couldn't frighten him. "William murdered another family last week." Angelus gave a chilling smile, more like a bearing of teeth than anything else.

"Yes, I've heard. I'm so proud of the lad. I heard my daughter is locked up at an institution in…Birmingham, is it?"

"I'm not at liberity to say," Giles replied.

"No, of course not." The two men stared at each other. "I hear Detective Inspector Cunningham is heading the search."

"Yes, he is."

"He'll never catch him."

"He caught you."

Murderess rage flashed through Angelus' eyes for a moment. Then it was gone, and he smiled again. "Yes, putting me away made his carer. Got him promoted, made him a global hero. A pity for him it was only me he caught, over wise Her Majesty would have knighted him. Sir Alan Cunningham. I'm sure he would have liked that. But time has gone by, and William has only grown more experienced."

"And you're a rapidly fading bad memory, rotting in this hellhole," Giles replied smoothly. In a flash, Angelus was on his feet. Three guards leapt forward and grabbed him.

"Come on O'Riley, you know what happened last time." Angelus forced himself to relax. The guards released him, but stayed by his side. "Sit down." Angelus sat.

"Why are you here Dr. Giles?"

"Tell me what William is going to do next."

Angelus laughed. "How should I know? You're the criminal-psychiatrist."

Giles eyed him coldly. "You taught him everything he knows. How to manipulate, how to frighten people, how to kill. If anyone knows what he's going to next, it's you."

Angelus sat back against the seat. "Yes, I did. I taught him everything. But make no mistake, William is his own man. I tried to teach him. To become involved in the lives of his prey, to use them, to understand the true poetry of a perfect kill, the art. But he was always a brawer, back against the wall, diving into the hordes, fighting tooth and nail. Although God knows I tried to break it out of him."

"So you're saying that you have no idea what he'll do next."

"Yes Doctor, that's correct."

Giles looked down at the table for a moment. He took off his glasses and rubbed away imaginary dirt, then placed them back on his face and took a breath. He looked back up at Angelus.

"You're never getting out of here, Mr. O'Riley."

Angelus flashed him a lazy smile. "We'll see."

Giles leaned forward, within arms distance of Angelus. The guards shifted nervously, but made no attempt to stop him. "But you might have a chance of a reduced sentence if you cooperate with us. Help us catch him, and you might be out on parole in ten years."

Anger and irritation flashed through Angelus' eyes. "The authorities are never going to willingly let me go, Dr. Giles, not after all I've done. Credit me with some intelligence, please."

Giles sighed and leaned back in his seat. "It was worth a try."

"No, Doctor, is really wasn't."

Giles stood up. "Well, I suppose that's everything then. Good day Mr. O'Riley."

Giles turned and walked over to the door and waited for the guard to unlock it.

"Doctor," Angelus called. Giles turned around.

"Yes?"

"Say hello to your daughter for me. She's becoming a fine young woman. Great tits."

A look murderess enough to match Angelus' flashed through Giles' eyes. He balled his fists and took a step towards him. The guard at the door placed a firm hand on his shoulder. Giles snapped his head around and gave him a warning look, but the guard held his ground. "Don't give him the satisfaction sir."

Giles turned the look onto Angelus, who merely gave a lazy smile. Giles turned sharply, waited for the door to open and marched out.

Angelus chuckled.