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Unlike all the other times, Sarai and Ryan did not find themselves in a building. Nope, this time they were in the middle of a road. In front of them was a sign that read 'Welcome To Sunnydale'. "oh, this'll be fun." Sarai muttered. Sarai started to walk straight, towards the sign.

"Where are we going?" Ryan asked.

"Well, we're about two more steps into Sunnydale, I suggest we go there. Odds are, this is when dad lived here."

"Okay, and how do you suggest we find him?"

"OH! Cordy and Harmony! They always talk about this one club they went to, The Bronze, we can walk around town until we find it, and than we'll find them," she said, pulling her boyfriend into the town.

They found The Bronze, rather quickly, actually, they found it pretty damn fast, which made Sarai realize that Sunnydale, was not like LA. When she was able to get into the club, without any trouble because she's under 16, she realized it was probably the opposite of LA. The inside of the club was not spectacular. If it were in LA, she wouldn't bother using the fake ID that says she's 17 (that Doyle made for her) or sneaking in behind the bouncers back, or going in through one of the windows. As they looked around the club, Sarai caught sight of something she didn't want to see. Ryan, caught on quickly. "What's wrong now?" he asked.

"Over there," she answered, pointing to a teenage boy, getting drinks.

"Okay, so, who is he?"

"Number four," she answered.

Ryan, having seen her 'lists' more than once, knew what she meant, "so, that's Xander, huh?"

"Sadly." Sarai walked over to a table, that was near the one that she saw Xander to go, bringing the drinks to Willow and Buffy. Ryan followed her, they sat and watched the trio.

"So, this stalking stuff, is this our new thing?" Ryan asked.

Sarai shrugged, "I don't think so, usually I do the stalking thing with Dawn."

"So you said before."

"Yup. You could come sometimes. There's this one guy, Knox, he works with Fred, and if she wasn't with Wes I know he'd be hitting on her all the time, we stalk him all the time. He's massively paranoid now, it's great."

"You scare me sometimes."

"I know."

"So, if that's Xander, than are those girls, Buffy and Willow?"

"Yeah. The redhead's Willow. The blonde is the whore."

"What a nice thing to say about your best friend's sister."

Sarai snorted, "oh yeah, like she really cares about Dawn. She hasn't even visited her, since they came here to harass me. Dawn is more my sister than she is Buffy's."

Over at the other table the three friends were talking and laughing, until Buffy suddenly got quiet. "You alright, Buff?" Xander asked.

Buffy shrugged, "I guess. I don't know, I just... I feel like someone's watching us."

"WOW, isn't she little miss perceptive," Sarai whispered to Ryan as they continued to listen to the conversation. "Why isn't Dawn with her? I bet she left her home and made her feel sad. Like Buffy's too good to hang with her or something. I could so see her doing that."

"Now, Sarai, don't kill me for taking her side, but I don't exactly like taking my sister anywhere."

"True. But see, because since Buffy looks about your age, I am guessing Dawn's about eleven, which would mean she's the same age your sister is in our time, it's okay for you not to want to hang with her, because she's her, and not Dawn. There is no acceptable reason for not hanging with Dawn, no matter what her age is. And if by some chance, you meant your other sister, which I doubt cause you hardly ever talk about her; she's two, so she doesn't even count as a whole person yet."

"Oh, really?"

"Duh! Everyone knows you're not a whole person until your age outnumbers the fingers on one hand."

Ryan laughed. Buffy continued to feel like she was being watched. Eventually, she figured out she was. "Hey, I think those two over there are the ones watching us," she told her two friends, pointing in the direction of Ryan and Sarai.

Willow and Xander looked over at the boy who appeared to be about the same age as them, and the younger teenager. "I'm going to handle this," Xander declared.

"Are you sure?" Willow questioned.

"Yeah. I mean, they're not vampires, right?"

"Right," Buffy confirmed. Xander went to the other table.

"Um, hey, excuse me, but my friend can't help but feel that you two are...watching us," Xander said to them.

"It sounds like your friend can't help but think the entire world revolves around her," Sarai snapped.

"What she means is; go away," Ryan said. Unexpectedly, it worked. Xander walked back to the table. But, only to return with Buffy a few seconds later.

"What is going to on here?" Buffy demanded. Sarai used ever ounce of control she had to prevent herself from hitting Buffy with the chair she was sitting on.

"What is going on? I am here minding my own business and all of a sudden, some blonde air head decides that I must be watching her because she is just too amazing for anyone not to watch, and now I am being harassed," Sarai replied, very angrily.

"You were watching me and my friends!"

"Self involved, much?" another female voice said from behind Buffy. "My god, don't tell me you're still trying to hold on to those days of popularity you had when you were like seven," the voice, that belonged to none other than Ms. Cordelia Chase, finished.

"How pathetic," the person with Cordelia, Harmony Kendall, added.

Sarai smiled, delighted at the sight of one of her other best friend, and apparently, the 'good' verison of Cordelia. "Well, it seems like we're not the only ones who feel like we're being wrongly accused. So now, if you would kindly stop being obsessed with us, that'd be great," Ryan told Buffy.

Another person approached the table and the group, "what's going on?" Angel, asked. Sarai, having momentarily forgot they were in the past, upon seeing him, automatically put on her 'I'm too cute for you to be mad at and/or punish' face.

"Hi, we weren't doing anything," Sarai immediately said, out of habit. "But she," she pointed to Buffy, "was harassing me, and I think she's even checking out my boyfriend."

"What? That is like totally not true!" Buffy defended.

"Like totally not true? Are you intentionally trying to sound like your from The Valley?" Ryan questioned.

"Do NOT get me started on the damn Valley," Sarai requested.

"What's wrong with the Valley?" Cordelia asked.

"Seriously, don't get her started," Ryan answered, as he remembered his girlfriend's issues with the place.

"Okay, what is going on?" Angel once again asked.

"I told you," Sarai sweetly answered him.

"Who are you?" Angel continued to ask.

"Foreign exchange student," she replied.

"You sound American," Xander pointed out.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you not to judge people by their sound?"

"True, it's looks that matter," Harmony stated.

"Speaking of looks, you're looking a little old to be hanging around teenagers, so who are you?" Sarai decided to ask her father, interested in seeing what he could come up with.

"I-well... I" Angel stammered, "who I am is not your business," he answered.

"Well, I could've said the same, but I was polite and answered. You should do the same, it would be rude not to," Sarai taunted, with enjoyment.

"I'm Angel," he informed her.

"Okay, good for you, well, not good cause it's a girlie name, but anyway, it doesn't explain why you're here too."

"I am here because I saw my girlfriend talking to you, happy now?"

"Girlfriend? all of the girls around this table look to be about seventeen or eighteen, and you look like you're in your late twenties, and that may not be statutory if she's eighteen, but it's still gross."

"Ya know, I gotta agree," Xander said.

"Shut up! I didn't say you could agree with me. Leave him alone!" Sarai responded. "Leave me alone too. Just go away," she demanded, before getting up and running off. Ryan, of course, followed her.

"What was up with that?" he asked, when he finally caught up with her. She was sitting in a park, on the grass.

"What was I supposed to do? Tell him the truth? He wouldn't have believed me."

"He believed you the other times," Ryan pointed out.

"The first two, I was there, the third, Lorne was able to help me prove it and I was semi-there, the forth...well, I don't want to talk about that and I don't think he believed me, and the last time, he was lonely, so of course he believed it. Now, he has the almighty Buffy who just convince him I'm lying and that she's the only one he'll ever have or need. I don't know what the point of this whole thing is. I think it's just another excuse for the Powers to screw with me, they're probably bored or something. There's no point for me to be in this place."

"That's it?" Ryan replied, shocked. "You don't think you'll be believed, and you don't get the point of being here, so what, you're going to mope about it until the year changes again?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I am going to screw with these people somehow, believe me. And I'll enjoy it. But... I don't know. It's not like it'll really matter. I mean, in the end, we'll get sent back to our time, and everything will be the same. Cordy will still be the weird version, Dad will still be dating her, and I know he's still somehow in love with Buffy, who's ignoring the fact that her father's ignoring Dawn...and...It'll still be..."

"It'll still be what? Tell me, please."

"Isn't it obvious Ryan? Didn't you see the way my Dad looked at Buffy? He loved her, he still does. He loved her so much, he staked my own mother for her. He never loved my mother, not ever. In fact, as I recently learned from this trip, he pretty much hated her. He never talks about her, you know. Not ever."

"Your mom?"

"Yeah. Would it kill him to throw her name around once in awhile? He's too busy making out with Cordy, and occasionally having the Buffy fight with Spike, to do it. It's like she never even existed to him. I mean, yeah I love him and he's my favorite person in the world, but it pisses me off so much, sometimes."

"I imagine it would," he said to her, unsure of what he really should say.

She then sprung to her feet. "What the hell am I doing? No, no, I won't sit here and bitch about this. Not while Buffy's having a good time with my father. No, way. She deserves to know the truth, and I can't wait to tell her. It'll be even better than we she actually found out."

Ryan stood up, "maybe you should think this through, and you know, if wanna talk about this whole thing with your mom..."

"I don't! I don't! There's no point to it. So, let's just drop it. And also, let's find somewhere to sleep, okay? I'm tired."

Ryan stood up and put his arm around her, "sure. But, ah where are we going to go? Should like...see if we have enough cash for two hotel rooms or something?"

Sarai laughed, "Ryan, please. As you pointed out before at Lindsey's; I on occasion channel my dad's cheapness, so let me do that now as I say that there is no way I am about to spend money on a place to stay, when the Powers who are causing this, most likely won't reimburse me for it."

"What do you suggest we do?"

Sarai shrugged, "find somewhere abandon, and therefore free."

After some searching, the teens found an abandon vamp lair, and called it a night. The next day, Sarai forced Ryan to help her track down the infamous Sunnydale High, she's heard so many stories about.

They snuck into the school the school, and wondered around until they reached the library. Sarai had heard that spent a lot of time in the library, so she decided to go in. "So, this will be a experience for you huh? Going into a school library. How you ever been in ours?" Ryan asked as they opened the doors.

"You mean we have one at our school?" she replied. When they walked in the library, they encountered a man in a suit, with silver glasses. Once again, Sarai dropped to the floor with laughter. "Oh...okay...this really must be Halloween," she added as she picked herself up off the floor and supported herself by leaning against the checkout desk, continuing to laugh. "Cause it's the only way to explain this cheap, stuffy, Peirce Brosnan wannabe thing you got goin' on."

"I beg your pardon," the man she was speaking too, Wesley Wyndam Price, answered.

"I don't get that phrase. Never have. It's not like someone's really begging, although god knows I'd love it if anyone especially you, begged me for something. And just what am I expected to 'pardon?' why can't people just be normal and say 'I didn't friggin understand', its far more direct."

"Friggin? I am unfamiliar with that term. I guess it's just another example of this generations mutilation of the English language."

"I'd make a sarcastic comment, except I am preoccupied with being amazed that at some point in time you actually knew how to use a razor properly. Maybe that's the point of this!" Sarai said, almost hypnotically, as she poked Wesley's non-stubbly chin to check if it was really that smooth. "Amazing."

It wasn't long before Giles walked into the library to find a teenage girl poking at his Watcher-replacement. Buffy, wasn't far behind him. "Did we miss something?" the slayer asked her 'former' watcher.

"I have no bloody idea."

"Hey wait a minute, you two are the ones from last night," Buffy recalled.

The poking stopped. "Wow, very good. Who knows, next week she might know the ABC's or that there are more numbers than twenty. Someone please, praise her even more than she is for being a self-centered dits."

"Excuse me!" Buffy gasped.

"Just who are you?" Giles questioned.

"The Second Coming," Sarai replied.

"I seriously wouldn't be shocked if you really believed that." Ryan teased.

"Hello everyone, Miracle Child here. Say it with me now, Mir-ac-le! Or 'special' as that blueish dude called me."

"Sarai, sweety, I don't think that was the 'special' he was talking about."

"Screw you," Sarai laughed, "or, more specifically, I will never, if you keep it up."

"Actually, you won't cause Angel will probably castrate me first. I wouldn't be surprised if he already has it planned," Ryan said, forgetting their surroundings for a minute. "Damn," he muttered afterward.

"And you said I was the bad''special'?" Sarai taunted.

"W-w-w-hat?" Buffy stuttered. "What does Angel have to do with anything?"

"I don't know, what do I have to do with something?" Angel asked, entering the picture by coming into the library through the stacks.

"What are you doing here?" Buffy asked.

"I...was at home...and I felt like getting out. What's going on?" Angel replied.

"Bull. You risked the sun and got out to buy hair gel and figured since you were out, you'd stop by," Sarai accused.

"No I didn't!" he quickly defended. Sarai went over to him, reached into his coat and pulled out a drugstore bag containing three bottles of what she liked to call, 'his true life source'. Followed by hitting him with one of the bottles.

"First of all, how many times to I have to tell you about the icky smelling kinds! And second, don't ever think I don't know a hair gel run when you do one. It makes you so oddly happy I am shocked you don't turn into Angelus!" No one laughed. "See. This is why I like to have Spike with me at all times. He gets the humor," she mumbled, mainly talking to herself.

"How-how do you know me? And...Spike?" Angel questioned.

"Well, see you and I met one night in an alley, since you know, apparently I had to follow in your footsteps and have the big alley debut. Which by the by, is kinda on the over dramatic side..."

"Because you're never willingly over dramatic," Ryan had to sarcastically interrupt. Sarai kept talking and ignored it...because he was right, and she wouldn't admit it.

"Anyway, and from like what we've been told by that pesky little thing called DNA, you have this little legal obligation with me for eighteen years, or, really, about two years and like two months more. Do you see where I am going with this?" she asked. He stared blankly at her. "Apparently not. Okay, let me explain this as simply as I possibly can. Have you heard of time travel?" Angel nodded. "Good. Well that is what I've done. I have traveled here from the future, for reasons I am still unsure of. So I am from the future. And you know how everyone is born with parents?" he nodded again. "Excellent cooperation going on here! So in the future in which I am from, I like everyone else, I was born to a male and female. The male, being, you."

The room went silent. "S-s-o...I'm your father?" Angel eventually said, completely unsure of himself.

"It really shouldn't have taken you that long to get the full concept," Sarai replied.

"He's a vampire!" Buffy blurted out.

"No DUH," Sarai told her. "Remember about me stating being special? Heh, and you wondered why I insulted your intelligence before." She turned back to her father, "I am so glad you decided too upgrade. Even if it's currently Cordelia."

"WHAT! WHAT!" Buffy yelled. "C-c-c-c-c-cordelia! I don't know who you are, but Angel would NEVER have a child with HER!"

"He didn't! Don't you listen? I said he was currently with her, I didn't say they had a kid. If that were the case, I would've called her 'mom' because that is what you generally call your mother."

"This has to be some mistake, I can't have children," Angel insisted.

"I told you, I AM SPECIAL!"

"I am afraid you will need more proof than that," Giles stated.

Sarai thought for a minute. "Um...okay, let's see...how can I prove it? OH! I know. The night you became Angelus, after you like slaughtered your family, you went into your bedroom, and took Fluffles, and you've kept him ever since! See, how could a stranger know that?"

"Fluffles?" everyone questioned, staring at a mortified Angel.

"Don't tell I'm the only one here with Fluffles knowledge? Fluffles, is the name that Mr. Hero over here, gave his blankie when he was little. And even as a vampire, he needed it with him. Oh yeah, and when it's thundering really loud, the noise hurts his vampire super hearing ears, so he needs to sleep with Fluffles to comfort himself."

"Leave Fluffles out of this!" Angel yelled. "I mean...I don't know what you're talking about."

"I still don't believe you," Buffy said.

"I'm shocked." Sarai then remembered something, which caused her to slap herself on the head. "OF COURSE!" she began to be very grateful her bag continued to travel with her. She went into the bag, and opened the hidden zippered compartment, and pulled out what looked like a packet of photo's. "I completely forgot I got these developed. It's a shame, they couldda saved me ssssooo much time."

The photo's were handed to Angel, who looked through them. They appeared to be taken at Christmas time. The first was of her and to his surprise, himself, the next was of himself and Cordelia with a Christmas tree in the backround, then came himself, Sarai, and a skinny female with long brown hair, the next one, was of Spike sitting on a couch with a beer in one hand and his other arm around Sarai. Angel had seen enough. "Wow..." he stammered, as he tried to find more words.

"Let me see those," Buffy demanded ripping them from Angel. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. "How...no...you made these!"

"How could I?"

"I don't know, how could you?"

"I can't."

"Hey, what's going on?" Xander asked walking into the library, with Willow and Oz behind him. "Hey it's the people from the other night."

"We prefer Sarai and Ryan. It's more personal, ya know?" Sarai replied.

"What are they doing here?" Willow questioned.

Sarai out her arm around Angel, "well, as much fun as giving him a hard time was last night, I decided to track him, and the rest of you down, since he's my future father."

"What!" Xander and Willow exclaimed.

"Cool," Oz quietly said with a nod.

"You," Sarai pointed to Oz, "I like that reaction. It was cool. I like you. Who are you?"

"Oz."

"Oz? I know that name...OH! You're Willow's Oz. Cooli. I've heard of you." Sarai looked at Willow and gave her an approving smile, "nice. Way cooler than Kennedy."

"Who?"

"You'll understand in a few years."

"HEY!" Buffy exclaimed, which offended Sarai.

"What are you doing? Why are to trying to copy my trademark 'OH!'?" she demanded.

"Why do you have a picture of you and my sister?" Buffy responded, waving a photo of Dawn and Sarai in the air. Sarai looked at the picture.

"Because someone apparently used my camera to take one of us."

"If you're not born in our time, than how come you look almost the same age as my sister, who only looks about five or six years older than she is now?"

Sarai shook her head, "long story that you have no business knowing."

"I think I do have business."

"No, you don't. Him...Anegl, has reason to claim it's his business, cause he's my family and it is. You, are neither family, or someone I can tolerate."

"Okay, can someone please explain what is going on?" Willow asked before Buffy could reply.

"Um...a...girl and boy...have arrived here..." Wesley began to explain.

"Wow! Really? How much training did you go through before you became this quick?" Xander interrupted.

"I can see why the council thinks he's so great," Buffy snarked.

"Shut up! Leave Wesley alone! Don't be mean to him!" Sarai snapped, which completely and utterly shocked Ryan.

"Now I need to ask who you are," Ryan said. He had heard some pretty shocking things come out of his girlfriend's mouth, but this topped the list.

Sarai turned to face him, "that's different. I have actual reasons to hate him!" She turned back to Buffy and Xander. "You two are holding a grudge cause he replaced their beloved Giles, which Wesley had nothing to do with, because you hate outsiders interring in this little inner circle you've got going on. It's pathetic and childish. And since the version of the daddy I am used to isn't here, I'll do his job and point out that when I think something is childish, it says a lot about the situation!" She turned back to Ryan, everyone in the room was too scared of her to interrupt her rant despite not understanding it, so she continued talking. "Besides, he may be higher on the list, but that's only because of his one big offence. These two, and Giles, are repeat offenders with their 'Wolfram and Hart turn you evil blah blah blah.' And then there's the number one reason of no matter how much I may resent and dislike him, he's still apart of my family, which means no one but me and other members of said family can be an ass to him!"

Sarai's Wesley outburst was followed by Sarai and Ryan disappearing.

TBC

A/N: That's all for this chapter. Up next, 'Amends', which will also feature Faith, Little Dawnie, and Joyce. Sarai will give her philosophy on the freak snowstorm.And we haven't heard the last of Fluffles either.

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