Chapter 3

Double The Sarai, Double The Fun

A/N: Thank you to all who reviewed.Please, Please,keep them coming. Oh, and to the reviewer Spooks-A-Lot; I'm sorry I forgot to point out in the summary or in the beginning chapter that this story is actually part of a series, and those questions you had in your in review were answered in them(however this chapter will deal with some of them too.) The fics are titled 'It's A Girl'(you can get basically all you need from that one), 'It's A Teen,' It's A Slayer', and 'It's A Father.' However to save you some time here's a quick recap of what you need to know those of you who know that you can skip it, or read it like a 'previously on' thing; Sarai was born as Connors twin sister, during season 3, and taken to Quor-Toth, the exact same way Connor was. However, Angel still had to give Connor up to save his life, but not Sarai. Angel has no memory of Connor though(which is why the flashback's to seasons where Sarai's around don't involved Connor too...he doesn't play apart, or mentioned, in any of the fics besides the last 3? Maybe 4 chapters of 'It's a Girl'. He's gone and won't ever be back. ) Darla is her mother, and she did stake herself in order to give birth to Sarai, however as of late she occasionally appears to Sarai and talks to her, helps her with things etc. But Sarai's never told anyone about that.....and I'm still refusing to tell why she can appear until the next fic. laughs evily

Ok, now on to the story:

March, 2002

All was quiet on the demon front for Angel Investigations. They only had two problems to deal with at the moment; a few rats in the hotel, which was attempted to be fixed with rat traps set up by Gunn and Wesley; emphasis on the word attempted. The other problem, the bigger (figuratively speaking) problem, was being dealt with by Angel, upstairs in his suite.

"Oh, no." Angel sighed as he was forced to smell the awful odor in the room. He waved his hand in front of his nose to try to make it better but it didn't work. "I swear," he stated, talking to the source of the smell, in a sweet voice, "I don't know how someone as small as you can keep producing all this," Angel finished saying to his 12 day old daughter who was laying on her changing table as Angel changed her heavily filled diaper, for the third time in 40 minutes. The baby just made a whimpering sound in response. "Yeah, I know your all messy, I'm going to fix that." he then informed the tiny baby as he picked up the box of baby wipes. Once Sarai was all changed Angel carried her over to his bed and carefully laid her down, then he laid next to her, on his side so he was facing the baby. He could've taken her downstairs where everyone else was, but why do that when he could have her all to himself upstairs? Angel began to stroke Sarai's face, then he played with her hands, followed by making funny faces at her. Although she enjoyed the faces, she soon realized that they were just a cheep distraction from his ulterior motive. Before she knew it, her daddy was tickling her.

"You're just the cutest baby in the world, yes you are." Angel cooed as he continued to tickle his extremely ticklish baby, who would one day be his extremely ticklish teenager. He smiled as she giggled. Soon though her giggles turned into cries. "Wh-what? What'd I do?" Angel asked his baby nervously, as if she was able to just tell him. "Okay, don't worry. I'll fix everything. Just calm down." he wasn't sure if he was saying that to himself or Sarai.

Angel fussed around for a few minutes, trying to give her a bottle, some toys, checked to see if she needed to be changed; again. None of them applied/worked. It was when he offered her a binky that she went back to being happy. "See, didn't I say I'd fix it?" he then sat with her in her rocking chair and made yet another funny face at her.

'Hehe. This 'daddy' person is turning out to be awfully silly. I like it.' baby Sarai thought as she watched her daddy continue to entertain her.

The first few days of Sarai's life were pretty hard on Angel. He was so worked up and worried about needing to protect his child from all the evil that was out to get her he hardly paid any real 'fatherly' attention to her, and felt bad about it the whole time. But now that, direct immediate threats to Sarai died down somewhat he was finally getting the chance to enjoy his child just like any other parent in the world would. And he was making the most out of that chance.

Despite the fact that she was sucking on her favorite pacifier, Sarai still managed to make another giggling sound, even though there was currently nothing interesting going on. This made Angel laugh. "What's so funny, huh? Is your sweet little mind thinking of something?" Angel paused for a moment to think about whether or not newborns could think, "or are you really just the happiest baby in the world?" he finished. "Yeah that's it, isn't it? You're just my happy little girl aren't you?" Sarai made another little sound, as if she was agreeing with him. Just then Angel heard a crash from downstairs. 'I wonder which one of them hurt themselves with the rat traps this time.' Angel thought. "You wanna go see what those silly uncles of yours have done now?"

Angel carried Sarai downstairs into the lobby. Once he got there he noticed everyone was in the office with what looked like two people, he figured they were clients. So Angel carefully, very carefully, laid Sarai down in her basinet and headed into the office. When he walked in he saw that the people were a teenage girl and a teenage boy. He didn't know why but he felt like he'd seen the girl somewhere before, and he also felt a strange dislike toward the boy, along with the urge to hit him and separate him so that he was far, far away from the girl. "What's going on?" Angel asked.

"These kids crashed into the lobby out of thin air.....literally." Fred answered. Just then they heard crying from the lobby so Angel immediately ran to check on baby Sarai, who stopped crying as soon as Angel went to her.

'yay, I'm getting it. I do the crying thing and he'll come back to me every time. I like it.'Baby Saraiobserved in her head as she was stillfiguring out a lot of things about how things in this strange world she enteredonly a short time agoworked. Of course, figuring how to work her daddy wasat the top of herlist.

'Uh-oh, I don't think someone likes sharing the attention." Lorne stated.

"Some things never change." Ryan whispered to Sarai.

She was about to respond but then Angel came back in holding baby Sarai. He looked down at the baby and then glanced at the teenage girl. He then did a double take. They had the same exact pretty blue eyes that Angel adored (and would later on dread when she used them to weasel things out of him.) "Sarai?" he then question.

"Hi daddy!" she happily responded as she waved to him.

"What the hell?" Gunn said.

"She," Ryan said pointing to Sarai, "is her," he pointed to the baby, "but when she's older."

"So your from the future." Wesley stated.

"Came to that conclusion all by yourself did you?" Sarai asked sarcastically. Wesley just looked puzzled, which reminded her that at this point in time, Wesley has no reason to think that she'd dislike him as much as she does.

"So, how did you two get here?" Angel asked, smiling at the teenage version of his daughter.

"Bananas." Sarai blurted out. "Evil, demon bananas attacked us and made us trip on their evil demon peals and somehow we ended up in the past."

"What? That's not what happened." Ryan said.

"I know." she confessed. "But this just sounds way funnier."

"What's so funny about evil bananas?"

"The question is what isn't funny about evil bananas? Huh?" no one responded to Sarai's question. "See, that's what I thought. There's nothing not funny about evil bananas. Besides, the truth just makes me sound like an idiot."

"Yeah, it's the truth that's the stupider of the two stories." Ryan replied sarcastically.

"So, then what's the truth?" Cordy asked.

"I did a spell that went wrong." Sarai said.

"That's it? That's nothing. It sorta happens all the time around here."

"But I'ma genus so it shouldn't happen to me." Sarai explained.

"That makes 16 times."

"Shut up, Ryan. Oh yeah, this is Ryan."

"Hi Ryan. You're a genus?" Cordy questioned.

"Yup."

' I knew it.' Angel said to himself.

"So, how old are you two?" Fred asked.

"I'm 15." Sarai answered.

"And I'm 17." Ryan added, which caused Angel to narrow his eyes at the boy.

"17? So then what are you doing with my 15 year old daughter?"

Sarai sighed. "Look," she explained, "I hear enough of that from you in the future, I don't need to hear it now."

Angel was going to say something back, but he was cut off by the baby in his arms beginning to stir and fuss.

"I think someone needs to be put to bed." Cordelia said in a motherly voice, which made Sarai want to puke. "I'll do it for you if you'd like." Cordy then offered as she took baby Sarai from Angel.

'What? huh? heyI think I know what this 'putting to bed' is and I don't like it. Nnnnooo you'Cordy' lady,I want to stay with the Daddy. I don't want to go with you.' Baby Sarai said to herself as Cordelia took her up to her room.

"I'll be back, I need some air." Sarai stated as she got up and walked out of the hotel.

"Rai, wait up!" Ryan called out as Sarai was about to cross the street. She waited for him to catch up to her before she continued walking.

"What was that about?" he asked regarding her sudden change of mood.

"She's not my mother, I don't need to watch her try to be. My mother's name isn't Cordelia, it's Darla.And can we not talk about it?"

"Yeah, sure. What do you want to talk about instead? And where are we going exactly?"

"Over to the 7-11. I want a Slurpy." She answered. "Pick a topic to talk about."

Ryan thought for a moment. "So, how strange is this whole time-travel thing?" he eventually said.

"I know. I mean I've encountered weird things before, but this something like straight out of a fic, or something."

Ryan looked puzzled. "Fic?" he questioned.

"Its short for FanFiction, you know, stories that fans write about their favorite TV shows and whatnot. The whole getting sent back in time, to like another season, thing isn't that uncommon with them." she explained. "I hope when I make my TV shows people like them enough to write FanFic about them. I mean they should. I think my dads very ficable-worthy." sarai then added.

"I though your dad still isn't allowing you to make a show about him?"

"Since when has my dad not allowing me to do something ever actually stopped me?" she challenged.

"Excellent point. Come to think of it, I've read some Gilmore Girls Fanfiction before." Ryan said, not realizing what came out of his mouth until it was too late. He froze in embarrassment and covered his mouth as Sarai turned and looked at him, highly amused.

"Gilmore Girls?" She mocked.

"Yes, alright I watch the Gilmore Girls. Happy now?"

"Yes, very." She said in between laughs. "So, when I found the show on your TiVo, it wasn't because of your little sister was it?"

Ryan sighed. He had be caught; big time. "No, it was me."

Sarai shrugged. "No biggie really. I'm used to it. After all, my dad never misses an episode."

"Your kidding." Ryan said shocked.

"Nope. I'm even pretty sure he has a thing for Lorelai. But he won't admit it." Sarai suddenly stopped talking about her fathers secret habits, as well as stopped walking. She just stared-jaw-dropped at the sight the was on the other side of the street.

Ryan looked closely at his girlfriend. He could tell she looked.....nervous, which made him nervous. Sure he's seen her mad or upset, but this was a new look for her. At least for him it was. "Was is it?" he got no response from his usually talkative girlfriend. "Was is it? What are you looking at?" Ryan turned in the direction she was looking. All he saw was some warehouse, that looked abandon and he saw a man with grayish hair and a beard standing outside. Suddenly something clicked in Ryan's head. "That's him isn't it? That's the guy you told me about. The one who...took you?" he guessed, realizing there was really no one else it could be.

Sarai nodded, before shaking her head like she'd just been snapped out of something. "Wow, I'm dying for that slurpy. Let's go." She said trying to go back to her usual, relaxed, voice as began to walk away rather quickly.

"Alright." Ryan agreed wirily as she walked with her and eyed Holtz with anger. Sarai hadn't told him everything about what growing up in Quar-Toth with Holtz was like, but he knew enough to want to slug him.

A little while later Sarai and Ryan returned to the hotel. "Where's my dad?" Sarai asked.

"Upstairs changing you.......again." Gunn answered. "You really know how to go to the bathroom when you're a baby."he then told her.

"Yeah well, in a few minutes you'll see that it's not just when I'm a baby." She said as she took a sip from the slurpy in her hand, that was about the size of her head, if not bigger.

"To much information." Ryan stated. "Hey, would you mind if I went out for a while?"

"No, but were do you need to go?" Sarai asked curiously.

"I just wanna go walk by my house. It'll be blast to see the me and fam in the past." he answered as he left.

Sarai went upstairs to Angel's room. "I'm not interrupting something, am I?" she asked entering the room.

"Well, it is past your bedtime now." He joked with a smile.

'He's such a dork sometimes.' She thought to herself. "Slurpy?" She offered holding out her drink to him.

"No, thanks. Not really my thing."

Sarai rolled her eyes. "You always say that."

"So.....ah..." Angel stammered, wanting to ask his daughter a millions about whether or not he's been a good father to her over the years, but afraid to ask incase he had ended up failing her in someway.

"So....ah....what?"

"H-hows life? How's our life? Together....I mean....has it been good? You end up growing up happy with a semi-normal life?"

Sarai didn't know how to answer that at first. Sure she had no problem be kinda sneak or telling little fibs to her father; like she came straight home from school and hung out in her room and not spent the past hour with Spike thinking up new nicknames to call him, or that she wasn't the one responsible for all of Wesley's person belongs being sent on a boat to china over the summer, she wasn't the one who managed to glue Doyle's couch to his ceiling as a practical joke last week, or that she had no idea how Wesley's apartment was suddenly pink one day, or that she never forged his signature on notes her math teacher sent home about the 'colorful' words she often used in the class regarding the work, however this wasn't one of those small lies. Telling Angel that she had a happy childhood and they had fifteen years of happy times and memories would constitute as a huge lie, especially since they've only known each other for two years. Sarai didn't like telling 'big lies' to her father, in fact she hated it. However she knew telling him the truth would break his heart and she'd hate doing that even more.

"We're both happy. Just as much as she," Sarai pointed to her baby self, "loves you now, I love you then." She explained in a way that made it so she wasn't lying, she just wasn't telling the whole truth. And the happy look on her fathers face made it worth it. And in typical Sarai fashion she had to ruin the 'moment.' "How ever, you do seem a bit peeved that Ryan's my pimp."

"WHAT!"

Sarai laughed. "I'm kidding. I only said that to see you freak out."

Angel made a deep sigh of relief. "Why'd you want to do that? Do you do this to me often?"

"What? You mean freak the hell out of you for my own personal amusement? Yup. All the time. Its even better when your ol' pal Spike help me out with it. Oh, and I'm not kidding about that part."

"Y-you hang out with Spike?" he questioned worried.

"Yeah, but it's not what you think he's not evil anymore." Sarai smirked evilly, knowing that the next words out of her mouth were going to send her beloved daddy for a loop and maybe even a childish hissyfit, "he had a soul now. And I'm not joking about that."

Suddenly, Angel realized he should appreciate having to only deal with baby Sarai's unusually large amount of diaper changes per day because they're nothing compared to what he has to deal with in the future; her mind and mouth. However, he also loved her more because of it.

'Being her father is just the most wonderful, yet strange, but mostly wonderful experience ever.' He said to himself as Sarai was going through his closet and telling him what shirts he should probably get rid of.

'I like this girl. She's very, very likeable. And she's making daddy act silly again. When I get big, I think I want to do that to daddy.' Baby Sarai thought, as she watched the 'girl' also known as her future self caused her daddy to make lotsstrange faces because of things she was saying,as she layed in her crib and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, Ryan did stop by his house and took a quick look in the window. All he saw was him picking on his sister and getting into trouble for it, which was a lot like how he spent his nights in 2004. He then went in his backyard and grabbed the baseball bet he kept by his shed, so he could go forward with the really reason for his outing. Ryan knew how to swing a bat well, he'd been playing little league since he was five and held his highschool record for most home runs hit in a season. It wasn't long before he reached his destination; the abandon warehouse he and Sarai had been around earlier. He knocked on the door. "You Holtz?" Ryan questioned, double checking that he had the right guy. Holtz nodded. "I have something for you." he said revealing his bat, which he'd been holding behind his back, Ryan then swung it right into Holtz's gut. Ryan then ran away.

"You were gone a while." Sarai stated, sitting on the ottoman in the lobby as Ryan walked back in and sat next to her.

"I know. There was just something I had to do." He answered as he kissed her, but pulled away as soon as he saw Angel enter the room. "H-hello sir."

Angel just glared at the teenager in response.

Sarai and Ryan ended up having to spend the night at the Hyperion. Of course, Angel made Sarai sleep in the room right next to his and Ryan sleep in a room two floors away. Sarai wondered into the office early that morning and started to look around. Wesley had books all over the place, books about the prophecies surrounding her birth.

"Maybe you could give me some insight into all of this?" Wesley asked entering the office, Ryan, Angel and everyone else wasn't far behind.

Sarai couldn't help but wonder what would happen if she told him everything. That the 'father will kill the child' thing was fake, that giving her to Holtz would be a huge mistake and everything else. Would that effect the future? Would it change it? 'Would the course of everything change? When I got back to 2004, would I be a toddler? Could I have actually have that semi-normal childhood? Or doesn't it matter? What's done is done and that's it?' Before Sarai could think about it anymore, her and Ryan once again disappeared.

TBC

A/N: Sorry for the long update wait. But I made this chapter nice and long to make up for it. How was it? It mostly tookme a while because of baby-Sarai stuff. I know some of you wanted it and I've been dying to write more baby-Sarai since chapter 3 of 'Its A Girl', so I wanted todo it right. Did I?Now would be the reviewing time. Where will Ryan and Sarai end up next? Wait and see.