Here's chapter two everyone. I just wanna take a moment to thank everyone for their reviews, and I never realized that Lindsey camong back was such a hotly debated subject. I'm not gonna tell who else I'mbringing back, but rest assured my Lindsey Hateing Friends, he's not coming back in this story.

Chapter 2- Wlecome Back Cordy

"On their way here?" Spike said, regaining his senses. "Don't you think it's a bit late for that? I mean, the battle's over, and the sun's alomost up. In a few minuites, we'll be dust."

"Angel, do you still own the Hyperion?"Cordy said, speaking for the first time.

"Yeah. We can meet everyone there." Angel said after a moment of thought.

"I'll meet you guys there then." Cordy said. She was gone in a flash. Literally.

"Come on Peaches. Bet I can get ther before you." Spike said, starting to run.

"What about Gunn?"

Spike stopped dead in his tracks. He had forgotten about him. He walked over to where Gunn was and hefted himup. "I got him. He's my responsibility, seeing as how I'm his sire and everything."

Angel stared after the younger, and youngest Vampires. Never had he seen Spike disply such, well, responsibility for his actions. It amazed him to no end. He shook his head free of those thoughts. Better to ponder such things when there isn't the risk of bursting into flames, he decided. He turned towards Illyria. "I'll meet you back at the hotel." She nodded in reply and went up to the rooftops. Angel went in the direction that Spike and Gunn had taken.

Walking into the hotel, Angel was amazed at how little things had changed since he was last in it. Cordy was sitting in what had been her usual seat behind the counter. Gunn was lieing on the couch off to one side, much the way he had after a long night. Spike was nowhere to be seen, but Angel wasn't going to complain. Proably off looking for my blood stash, he thought.

If he closed his eyes, he could still hear Wes talking in what had been his office. Upstairs, Fred was there as well, working on her newest theory or experiment.

He opened his eyes again and walked over to the counter. "Gunn woke up yet?" he asked Cordy.

"No. Spike came in with him only a few minuites before you did."

"Where is he now?"

"Sewers. He's going to the butcher shop to get some blood. He also said something about getting an Orb of Theusla or something. You know, to get Gunn's soul back?"

Angel nodded. "I'll be downstairs. Let me know when everyone arrives."

Cordy nodded in reply. Just as he reached the staris, she asked him, "What happened to Wes, Lorne and Fred?"

"Lorne is gone. Told us not to go look for him. Wes is dead, and Blue here is Fred."

"Fred's possessed?" Cordy exclaimed. "Then get her out of there!"

"We can't." Angel said softly. "Her soul's gone. Illyria's the closest thing we got to her now."

"Oh, Angel, I'm so sorry."

"What for?" Angel snapped. "You didn't do it." Then, he was gone.

"Don't mind ol' Broody Brow. He's just sore that he didn't single-handly beat back the demon horde." Spike said to Cordy. He put his bag full of blood on the counter. "You got a fridge here?"

"Oh, yeah. It's in the back room. Or, it was when I was here last."

Spike nodded his thanks and went into it. He came back out a moment later with a pint of blood in both hands. "One for me, the other for Gunn." he explained.

"Wait, Gunn's a Vamp? When did this happen?"

"Either this morning or late last night. Whatever time it was. I had to turn him to save him."

"I never realized that you could miss so much in just a few months. I didn't even know that you were working for Angel until I came back."

"Not workin' for him!"

"With him then. How did that even happen?"

"Flash-fried in a pillar of fire savin' the world. I appear in his ofice a week later as a ghost. Fred makes me corporal, and here I am." Spike explained. ((yes, i know that Fred didn't, but just go with it please.))

There was a thump behind him and both turned to see who it was.

"Where is the leader?" Illyria asked.

"Downstairs. Who the hell is the smurf?" asked Cordy.

"Cordy, meet Illyria."

Illyria looked at her fora moment then turned to face Spike. "She's a half-breed, like you."

"Hey! I resent that!"

"You're part demon? When and how did this happen?"

"I had visions, they were killing me, became part demon so I didn't die."

"That doesn't mean that I have to kill you now, does it Cordelia?" said a female voice from the door of the hotel. Spike's heart nearly started again when he heard a voice that he had never expected to hear again.

"Hey Buffy." Cordy said. "How's it going?"

"Oh, you know, same old, same old. Stopped the world from ending, changed ancient rules... You?"

"Brought forth the Beast, died, came back to life."

"Got you beat. I've died twice already." Cordy laughed at Buffy's remark. Spike, on the other hand, was inching his was over to the basement stairs, praying that no one would see him.

He made it, and took a mad dash down the stairs while yelling, "Angel! Buffy and the rest of the Scoobies are here!"

Angel was at the bottom of the stairs as Spike reached them. Nearly running into his grandsire, Spike was able to stp in time. "Eager to see Buffy again are we mate?"

"Aren't you?"

"Well, yeah, but..." Spike trailed off.

"But what?" Angel prompted.

"She don't know I'm back. I died, again, back in Sunnydale, and she don't know I came back."

"You never told her?" Angel exclaimed, his eyes widening.

"I didn't see a point in it. 'Sides, kinda hard to top an exit like that."

"So, as far as she knows, you're still dead.?"

"Exactly."

Angel sighed and grabed his shoulders. Being pushed up the stairs by him, Spike yelled, "What the hell you doin' you tosser!"

"Making amends." he muttered. With that, he pushed the younger Vampire into the open, and into the middle of a conversation about him between the Scoobies, and the A.I. group.

"Hi Buffy." he stammered out. She hadn't changed overly much since he had seen her last in sunnydale. About the only thing that had was that her hair was cut short again. "How's it goin?"he continued.

There was silence in the room as she walked over tohim. "You're alive?"

"Well, yeah, I am, so to speak anyways."

"How long?"

" 'Round 'bout a year."

She slapped him. Hard.

"Ow! Hey! What was that for?" he exclaimed.

"Why didn't you tell me you were back from the dead?" she asked.

"Andrew was supposed to! He said he would when we stopped over at your house in Italy."

"You were in Italy?"

"Andrew didn't tell you?"Angel asked.

Buffy turned on a quivering Andrew. Smiling sweetly, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You would believe I forgot?"

"No."

"Didn't think so." he mumbled. "Well, the point is that Spike's back, and the world's not going to end today." he said brightly.

"Come on Buffy. Cut Andrew some slack. Just be happy that we didn't lose anybody." Willow said. The final part of the sentence, like they did, remained unspoken.

"Well, what are we going to do now?"

"Whatever the hell me want!" Dawn said.

"Watch your language Dawnie!" Buffysaid sharply.

"She's right though. According to Wolfram and Hart, that was the final Apoclypse." siad Gunn, getting up from the couch. "Why am I not dead?" he asked a moment later. He saw Cordy standing there and pointed at her. "And why is Cordy not dead either?"

"Willow brought me back in all my Powers-That-Be glory." she answered.

"And you were dieing mate. I had to Vamp you to save you. So, really, you are dead. Just not in the final arrangemetn sense."

Gunn sighed. The irony of the situation did not escape him. Killing Vamps had been his life. Now, here he was, one of the very things that he had hated most in this world. "Someone get me some blood." Then, he added as an afterthought, "And some beer too. I need drunkeness to gat any of this."

"Here." Spike said, handing him a glass of blood. "No beer though. As a Vamp, you can't get drunk."

"Can't have everything in life. I mean death. You know what I mean." Gunn said, taking it.

Then, Spike turned back to the group who were talking amongst themselves once more. He cleared his throat and said, "I'll be upstairs is anyone needs me." He was up the stairs quicker than anyone's eye could follow, and there was the sound of a door closing.

The group turned back to talking, paying him no mind. However, as soon as she saw that she wouldn't be missed, Buffy was up the stairs as well, trying to figure out what room Spike was in.

So, what did you think??