A/N: Another story I found floating around on my computer, I found a few chapters so I'll post all I have and then if you like it please please review and tell me otherwise I'll just presume noone likes it and I'll leave it

Disclaimer: Joss and M.E.

Summary: In A:ts S4, Angelus is kept in Buffy's basment instead and BtVS characters have to take turns watching him.

Warning: Nothing as of yet, maybe in later chapters

Rating: PG-13

Spilers/Timing: Takes place in Buffy season 6/7(ish) What is in Angel season 4, Angelus hadn't been kept in the cage in L.A, but in one in Buffy's basement and BtVS characters had to take turns watching him.

I've made Angelus Spike's sire, I know Dru is but hey, I've always prefered the idea of Angelus, like Joss mentioned in 'School Hard' 'In the dark' and probably some other episodes I can't remember :D

Oh no soul for Spike, but he still has a chip (well for now anyway...)

Oh and one more thing :p Xander never left Anya at the alter!

When Spike finally woke up he was in another cage along with Buffy, Giles, Tara, Willow, Dawn, Xander and Anya. It seemed he had been the last to wake up.

"Hello sleeping beauty" Spike instantly froze at that cold voice, he couldn't believe he had been feeling for his sire yesterday, that he had drank willingly from him. "You know what Will? I've actually been quite bored, but I've been thinking up of a few games we could play. You'd like that wouldn't you?" Spike knew there was no point in arguing against him, instead he just went along with it, hoping it would be over shortly, but knowing Angelus it would be going on for as long as possible.

"What sort of games did you have in mind?"

"Ooooh I don't know, I only have some basic ideas in my head. They contain you, and they contain me. They also contain, whips, chains, blood, holy water, crosses and oh, lots more blood" He smiled at Spike once again. Spike was learning to hate that smile, like he always had in the past, whenever he had seen that smile on his sire's face he had known it had meant trouble.

"So you gonna come out of that cage so we can get started or not? However, I understand if you don't want to play, I mean I could always get one of the slayerettes to play games with me, like Dawnie, Dawn would play with me, wouldn't you?" He turned to Dawn whose eyes in turn widened in fear.

"You leave her alone" Spike attempted to stand up, but found it was hard with his hands and legs tied together but on his fourth atempt he managed it and he hopped over to the door which Angelus unlocked for him. Once the door was locked behind Spike he untied the ropes binding Spike and the first chance he go Spike started to slam his fist into Angelus's face, however Angelus had been expecting the blow and caught his hand, grabbed the other one, held them both behind Spikes head and pinned him up against the wall.

"Well, you always did like to play rough didn't you Will?" Spike wasn't going to give up that easy and he kicked Angelus in the shin making him double over, he quickly freed his hands but found he was pinned up the wall once again.

"As fun as this is, do we really have to waste all our energy on these futile atempts to escape?" Spike considered making a run for the door, but he remembered the people in the cage, even if he did escape they wouldn't been any safer, if anything they would be in more danger. He bowed his head as a sign of submission, he knew he had lost this battle.

"There's a good boy. Now what to do first? I wonder....." Angelus appeared to be thinking of something before he spoke to Spike once again "How about you choose? Which one of our games did you like the best?" Spike grinned in spite of himself, he had mostly enjoyed Angelus's games, up to a certain extent. Angelus knew exactly how far he could go before Spike had stopped enjoying the pain, and he also knew exactly how far to go to break him, he never di break him, not completely, but almost.

"You like our games don't you?" Angelus pointed out seeing the grin on Spike's face

"No, I liked our 'games', past tense, I'm different now"

"We'll see about that won't we?" Angelus walked over to a table at the back of the room and picked up a small knife, he then walked back to Spike.

"Take off your shirt" On hearing this order Buffy had expected Spike to put up a fight and to start arguing again, but instead he took his shirt off, folded it up neatly and put it on a chair nearby.

"Never did like to get your clothes messed up and all bloody did you Will?"

"Not if I could help it" Angelus might have known Spike well, but Spike also knew his sire and knew exactly what his first move was going to be, and sure enough Angelus walked towards Spikes back and started tracing lines on Spike's back, it stung but Spike didn't make a sound, it was nothing as bad as the pain he got from the chip in his head when he tried to hurt someone. It soon became clear to the others that he was starting to spell something out. First an A, then an N. When he was finished he stood back to observe his masterpiece. There in beautiful calligrapy writing was the name Angelus. He let them all see it before licking up his childe's excess blood. Spike flinched when he felt Angelus's tongue against his back, not just because it stung, just the feel of his sire was enough to bring back memories, painful memories, but good ones as well. When he was finished with Spike's back he stood up.

"You always did forget who you belonged to, didn't you Will?"

"And you didn't like me to forget did you? I have vague memories of you spelling your name out with something not quite as harmless as a pocket knife" Angelus thought for a moment then a smile of recognition replaced his confused look, Spike loved that smile, it wasn't the normal look on Angelus's face, no that was a smirk, this was a smile, it made things feel like the old days. Well almost, he wasn't in enough pain yet for it to be like the old days.

"Ah yes, the red hot pokers, I seem to remember having some fun with those"

"Well you were the only one" Spike grumbled, things just felt so right, here he was moaning, arguing, laughing with his sire, it truely felt like old times, then he reminded himself, the people in the cage, he couldn't lose himself in the past, he had to cling on to reality.

Angelus walked up to him and took hold of his head with a pair of strong hands, though his touch was gentle. He kissed Spike delicatley on the lips and soon Spike was kissing him back. When Spike realised what he was doing he quickly removed his lips from his sires. Reality he reminded himself.

"Awww, Will doesn't want to play? Never mind maybe later" He motioned for Spike to get back in the cage as he unlocked it and then locked it again.

"You can untie the others if you like, I'm going out" As soon as Spike had finished untieing everyone Buffy stood up and slammed Spike against the wall. Spike flinched as his cuts started bleeding again.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? You kissed him Spike, you kissed Angelus. Remember evil Angelus. Evil, I-like-to-torture-my-friends-and-murder-them-vampire-Angelus. MY Ex-Boyfriend Angelus" Buffy was furious she was just starting to trust Spike again and then this.

"No I didn't. I didn't kiss your ex-boyfriend. I kissed my sire, and nothing you say, nothing you do can change that. He might be evil. He might still be torturing people. He might still be murdering people. But he is still my sire and I... I still love him" A single tear escaped from Spike's eye as he slid down the wall as Buffy loosened her grip on him. She couldn't believe he was crying, Spike crying, she had never seen him cry, she had never expected to see him cry either.

It was a few hours later when Angelus returned, most likely from a night's hunt and when he came in Spike was no longer crying. However Spike was shaking, violently. All of his emotions had been mixed up together, the love for his sire, his hatred for Angelus, the fact that he cared for all the humans in the cage, all of them innocent, yet he cared more for the man that was putting this pain upon them.

Angelus glanced over to see Spike shaking and he went over to the cage, unlocking it once more, this time not bothering to lock it up again, he knew they weren't stupid enough to try and escape. He scooped Spike up in his arms and carried him over to a chair where he sat down, cradling Spike and rocking him gently, and ever so often a purr escaped from Spike.

Spike knew exactly what was going on and couldn't believe his situation, he hated Angelus but he loved him more than he hated him, he wanted him, he needed him. The short time Angelus had been back he had been reminded of how it used to be and he found an ache coming from inside, a longing for his sire, to become his childe once again.