A/N: Ok it's been absolutley ages since I updated last and once again, sorry for the wait, but here's another chapter. Oh and yes, it's another in-betweeny bit that's kind of boring, but things will get slightly more itneresting later on, my next chapter will probably be one with either William and Xander, or another flashback to Will and Alex, please review and let me know which you'd prefer!

As, usual feedback would be great! And for the whole, me not updating for ages again, I've decided to write a minimum of one chapter a week, on the weekend, for any one of my stories, so naturally the story with the most reviews is the story I choose to update, so review people, please!

Oh and regards to Angel and the gang, this should be mid s3, but there isn't any Darla or Connor etc. but he is still working with Cordy, Wes and Gunn.

Xander sat down and played with his fingers for as long as possible, and when he knew just about every millemeter of his hands he took to studying the Summers' carpet, it really was very nice, it looked quite soft and... carpet-like.

"Xander"

Nope, sorry Xander isn't here at the moment but if you leave your name and number he will get back to you, or not as the case may be.

Knowing he couln't put it off any longer he looked up and his eyes met the brown ones looking back at him. They weren't angry, midly confused was probably the best term to use, but at the moment he was thinking that angry would probably be best, but then again if they were angry that would probably mean that they knew about... everything, and that most certainly would not be of the good.

"Xander" the voice repeated as if it had realised that Xander wasn't paying him any more attention than he had been when he had been staring at the floor moments before.

"Angel"

"Know why I'm here?"

"Got a fairly good guess"

"Giles phoned me and he explained that-"

"That Xander once again got the crap beaten out of him by some random demon that stabbed him and you wanted to come and see me to check I'm alright because we've always been such good friends, but no need to worry Angel, look you can see me, I'm standing up walking around fine that demon didn't leave any side affects so you needn't have wasted your time"

With that Xander got up and walked out the front door, or at least that was the plan until it was opened at the exact same time and he collided head first with Spike.

"Watch where you're going ok, mate?"

"Xander come back here" Angel was now on his feet, and he wasn't looking best pleased so Xander meekly went back into the living room and sat in the chair that Angel was indicating with his right arm, while the hand belonging to the other arm was running through his hair as he saw exactly who had entered the house.

Spike and Angel immediatley began glaring at each other and Xander felt helpless, trust Buffy and the gang to go off and patrol leaving him in the comapny of not one, but two vampires that both despised him with an equal passion.

"Well then, look who it isn't, Captain Forehead himself. How's life in L.A going? Good? Well that's just brilliant glad you stopped by and we had this little chat, bye now drive safely"

"Spike, this isn't about you. I came here to see Xander and-"

"You and Xander? Together, whatever will the slayer say? Her two favourite boys seeing each other behind her back"

"Stop being so immature Spike, it isn't like that and you know it, besides Buffy knows I'm here"

"Knows your here 'ey? S'pose she didn't want to miss out on all the action" Spike eyed the couch which Angel had just stood up from and jumped over the back and lay down on it, taking up all three sections to it.

"Don't mind me, you two carry on with whatever you need to be carrying on with, unless of course you want me to leave so you two can have a bit more... privacy?"

For once Xander was actually pleased to hear the barbs coming from Spike, he was just acting as annoying and Spikeish as he normally would be, it didn't seem like he was going to let any secrets out. Yet.

"Look Angel, I'm sorry I snapped at you before, but really there aren't any side effects, I was unconcious for a few hours but that was it. Really"

"Now I know you're saying that but according to Wesley-"

"I'm fine Angel! Why can't you just leave it at that?"

Xander decided that now would be a good time to try hi sdramatic exit once more and hope no one else ried to open the door at the same time. Grabbing his coat on the way out he pulled openthe door and slammed it shut behind him before heading out into the darkness of Sunnydale.

"What does he think he's doing? It's pitch black out there, and he knows he shouldn't be out wandering by himself at this time of night"

"Oh relax Peaches, Whelp knows what he's doing"

"Like he knew what he was doing when he got stabbed by that demon? He's lying, I could smell it a mile off, it's just what he's lying about I don't know. I'm going to call Wesley again and see if he has any more information, you go and find Xander and bring him back here, in one piece preferably"

Spike stood up and gave a mock salute Angel's way before stepping outside into the cool air and then slamming the door behind him. He wasn't in a mood, but slamming doors shut were so fun, he could practically hear Angel's cringe as the door banged shut.

So... it seemed he was getting yet another babysitting job, but hey at least he could have a bit more fun and blackmail the boy at the same time.