Disclaimer: I don't own and of the characters, and I don't own season 4.

Author's note: I feel quite bad about this chapter, because nothing good seems to happen. lol. Please review anyway, and there'll be lots of fluff next chapter!

Thanks to: MysticWolf1, Marcus Lazarus, Tess LaCalme, nookyfiction, Home And Charmed, Wesfan1234, Lacie, and Little Illy, for reviewing.

"So, Kiddos," Lorne said with an uneasy smile. He loved them all to pieces, but being alone with six children wasn't his idea of a relaxing evening. "What do you ..."

Cordy broke him off with a sweet smile on her face, one Lorne should have known not to trust. "I'm gonna find Fred," she told him. "The adult one."

None of the kids really understood what was going on with themselves, and their older versions, nor had they tried to. They just found it confusing having more than one person with the same name.

"Me too," Charlie cried, leaping up. If Cordy wanted to do it, then he did to.

"Oh," Lorne sighed. "Ok, then." They'd be safe with Fred, and it wasn't like he had much of a choice; he knew from experience what happened to children who didn't get their own way, and he'd seen Wes eyeing up the weapons cabinet

"I'm just gonna fix myself a sea breeze," he called after them, all six having decided to leave. "Then I'll be right with ... "

They'd gone.

Lorne smiled. Sure, he was a push over, no, he wasn't proud of it, but hey, happy children was a plus, right?

With Connor's amazing tracking skills, they had soon found the Beast, however that wasn't necessarily a good thing. Despite Angel and his gang clearly outnumbering their opponent, as well as being fully armed, nothing had prepared them for what lay ahead.

They stopped dead in their tracks.

The Beast laughed, and threw the man he was currently holding by the foot, so he landed outside the freshly made square of bodies.

Then he turned to Angel.

Each armed, Gunn and Wesley took a side of the Beast, Angel going straight for him, sword in hand.

Although she wasn't the most sensitive child in the world, Cordelia Chase could always sense when something wasn't right around her. Therefore when she had picked up on Gunn's harsh tone, and the fact that Fred wasn't leaving the hotel, the five year old just had to find out what was happening.

Pushing open Fred's door, six children huddled behind her, Cordelia whispered "Hi" and barged her way through.

Fred turned over on her bed to face them, looking uncharacteristically down, but yet her eyes showed no sign of tears.

"Are you sad because your boyfriend doesn't love you?" Cordy asked bluntly.

"Don' worry," Wesley told her softly. "No one loves me either."

Of course that wasn't true, but Roger Wyndham-Price had always said that love slows a watcher down, and that was never to happen.

"Nor me," Krev spoke up bravely. He didn't like to speak, for fear of being branded crazy, just because no one else in his family could hear music. "Mother makes me sit on the dung pile."

"Father says I'm an ungrateful swine, and the demons will surely get me," Liam said, not wanting to be left out.

This time Fred's eyes filled with tears, and she got up, hugging the three boys close to her.

"Don't ever say that," she warned them softly. "There's always some one who loves you."

"Like you?" Little Fred asked softly, feeling slightly guilty that she had no sob story to share. She came from a loving family, with parents who always cared for her, even when she drew on the walls, or ate too many tacos.

"Yes, like me," Fred assured her, hugging the little girl as well, her own troubles with Gunn forgotten. "And Angel, and Lorne, and everyone else."

Cordelia sighed. No one was paying attention to her. She just didn't understand; her parents bought her whatever she wanted, and spent as much money as they could. What did love have to do with it?

"Come on," she whispered to Charlie, who, like mini Fred, was feeling guilty about his loving parents, who doted on him and his baby sister Alonna. "Let's find something fun to do."

The Beast grabbed Angel's sword, broke it in half, and flung the vampire across the top of the building they stood on. He collided with a column, shattering it to pieces.

Wasting no time, Gunn hurled his battle axe at it, only to have his weapon bent and thrown back, He ducked. Nothing was working.

Angel leapt back up, with Connor and Cordelia shooting arrows simultaneously. The Beast laughed, deflecting them with his forearm, causing each arrow to rebound into Angel. As the vampire doubled over in pain, the Beast saw his chance and grabbed him, throwing him out into the city, and off the edge of the building.

"No!" Wesley cried out, as the Beast knelt on one knee, punching the floor, sending a trail of fire across the rooftop. The Beast leapt up into the sky, riding the fire he'd created.

Charlie noticed it first and ran to the window. "What's that?" he asked Cordy in fear, as tiny fireballs fell from the sky.

She shrugged, not really caring. "There's always an apocanipse," she explained vaguely.

Connor burst through the door of the Natural History Museum, where they'd been staying, Cordelia just behind him.

The city was raining fire, and somehow he felt it was his fault. And that night, as he made love to Cordelia, he could sense that the worst was just beginning.

TBC: Sorry about the lack of fun stuff in this chapter. I promise the next one will be full of fluff!

MysticWolf1: Really sorry about the last bit with Cordy/Connor, but at least Ididn't go into detail, right?

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