Angel was on his hands and knees, gasping for breath as he muttered one word: "Buffy…" Darla stood over him, waiting eagerly. She began to get worried that nothing was happening. She watched his shoulders move as he began to laugh. A smile crept across her face as her voice filled with hope.

"Angelus?" Darla questioned, getting down on her knees next to him, pushing at his shoulders to sit him up when she saw his demon face, and that infamous smile that she knew so well, that she had gazed upon for a hundred fifty years in love and desire. It was her Angelus.

"Darla… Darla…" Angelus cooed, still in a daze as he took a deep breath. "You've freed me; you rid me of the humanity… of the soul that confined me. I'm back, love." He whispered, smiling at Darla as they eagerly attacked each other, hungry, eager kisses of passion. They had been apart for a hundred years… and now they were finally back together.

They hit against the wall of the hotel room, their hands grasping for each other, to hold their cold bodies together. "Let's have another few rounds on the bed." Angelus growled to her, chuckling darkly as Darla shook her head, caught up in the passion as she tried to break herself away.

"No, it's almost daylight… Drusilla is waiting." Darla scolded, giggling as Angelus tried to reach for her again, but she pulled away. He let out a growl, obviously wanting to have Darla as she shook her head.

"I thought Dru left Los Angeles." Angelus protested, grabbing her roughly as he pushed her hard against the wall, only causing her to let out a soft cry. He chuckled at her response, momentarily thinking back to all the nights they shared together before a fire, covered in blood from their kills.

"She did. But we are going to meet her in Sunnydale. Dru left to go find Spike, and I say we meet her. Angelus, we are bringing the family back together. We will all come back together and be like we used to. One… big… happy… family." Darla growled at Angelus, giggling as he licked her neck.

"Sunnydale?" Angelus questioned, his mind automatically thinking back to Buffy. "Can I kill the Slayer? Finally finish her off for good?" Angelus questioned cautiously, knowing that Buffy was a touchy subject with Darla.

"Oh yes. Buffy has been against you and Spike and she has won. But to go against all four of us… we will tear her apart. And all of her stupid Sunnydale friends. But we shall keep Buffy. Chain her up, maim until she cries." Darla replied as Angelus watched her, intrigued. She leaned over his shoulder, kissing his neck as she ran a nail down his ear gently. "And have a few rounds in front of her, let her watch."

"That's my girl… always thinking ahead. Not to mention putting the Slayer into consideration. I can't wait to see her face when you are at my side. She thought she met Angelus, but I am not truly myself without my love next to me. You bring out the killer in me. The artist…" Angelus said, thinking of all the possibilities he could do to Buffy's body.

"That's right my darling boy… now we should hurry. We need to leave before the sun rises. We can return and kill all your friends after we collect Dru and Spike." Darla said, getting up as she tried her best to smooth out her look.

"Why the sudden love for Dru? Before she was just like a pet to you…" Angelus questioned curiously, knowing that Darla wasn't in a hurry to find Spike. None of them really liked Spike, especially after the stunt he pulled in Sunnydale by helping Buffy behind their back. And Darla… she never had much of an interest in Spike.

"Easy Angelus. She's my sire." Darla replied flatly, giving Angelus a smile as he just nodded, chuckling.

"And now Daddy is back."

This is Short, yes, but this is the introduction. Review and I will post faster! Next chapter: Sunnydale, Dru, and a love-sick vampire. (For a certain blonde slayer)