Summary: It's 1968 and Angel has found a moment of perfect happiness. Just what it means for Buffy remains to be seen. Not happy with the title, so this may change. Will take place at the beginning of Buffy/Season 2, but will deviate from original story line. Almost totally AU. Buffy/Angelus. And Darla's still alive.

Disclaimers: Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon own it all. I'm just doing this for fun, and hopefully entertainment

Spike stood at the edge of the cliff, staring at the blackness of the ocean. The void. The stupid cow had dragged him to this demon-forsaken deserted lighthouse with that damn rock. No town, no people, no fresh blood. And Drusilla's damned obsession with Acathla and Angel. He had to find a way to stop this without her finding out. Angelus would be the key, of this he was sure.

Buffy and Willow were taking the long way home. Buffy felt she hadn't been patrolling as much as she should and Willow had missed her patrols with Buffy. She understood that it made more sense for Buffy to go with Angelus, but she had to fight her moments of jealousy.

It appeared Angel had something to take care of this evening, so here she was sharing an evening with her best friend. Willow was happy.

"So, how are things between you and Angelus?"

"Well after he kept the 'my blood can end the world' secret from me we had a very long talk." That escalated into a very long make up session, she thought to herself. "But we got it all sorted out." She looked over at Will, "I still can't believe Giles has known about my 'Scourge of Europe' boyfriend and never told me about it. I was so scared. You know? Like he would disown me? I mean, he's not even my father and I'm afraid Giles won't approve of my choice of a mate."

Willow's head perked up. "Mate? Are you two mates? Have you, like mated?"

Buffy giggled at Willow's heightened color. "Not yet, but I think I'm ready to take the plunge… or whatever." In a conspiratorial tone, she continued. "I think we've done just about everything but the deed, and he makes me crazy."

She stopped and turned to face Willow. "Will you think me a total slut? Will you hate me?"

"Never. Remember what you once told me? Carpe diem."

Buffy looked confuse. "Fish of the day?"

Willow laughed. "No, not carp. Carpe, seize the day. Live a life Buffy. You deserve it."

"You're right. And I think we're going to seize it. Once you get to a certain point, well the seizing is kinda natural." She smile a nervous smile at Willow. "And what if I never feel this way again? I mean either one of us could just die. We don't exactly have danger- free lifestyles. And Willow?"

"Yeah?"

"I really love him."

"Wow." Willow just smiled at her best friend. "Wow."

Buffy smiled back, "Yeah, I know."

The two girls had come to the edge of a clearing in the park when a movement caught Buffy's eye. She saw two people over by the children's playground. And she most certainly recognized one of them. The one that was hers. And he was with a woman, a fawning woman.

"What are they saying?" Willow whispered.

"Can't hear. I know who she is though. It's Drusilla. Why isn't he killing her?"

Willow, eyes wide with fear, spoke again. "He must have a reason Buffy. Just wait and ask him about it.

"Oh, I will." Buffy was more than a little jealous and certainly more than a little confused. The woman in the long dress reached up and touched Angel's face and he put his hand over hers.

"Okay, enough of this. Let's get out of here." Buffy couldn't even begin to describe what she was feeling, especially after the little discussion of devotion she just had with Willow. But she knew she had to get out of here now or she would be rushing down there to put a spike through the bitch's heart and then maybe one through his.

Willow, not at all comfortable with the look in Buffy's eyes attempted to reason with her. "Buffy, I am sure he has a reasonable explanation."

"Oh yeah. He always does. I just don't feel like listening right now. He could've ended this whole thing right now, get rid of Drusilla and he gets rid of Acathla. But he didn't and I just can't listen right now."

"Please Buffy, I'll be okay."

"The Bronze."

"What?"

"The Bronze. Let's go to the Bronze. I think I need to dance. Right now." She grabbed Willow's hand and led her out of the park. "Dancing is just what I need."

He felt her presence. Damnit! Why did she have to come here now? He turned to Drusilla. "Tell him to meet me Dru. If you want to live, have him meet me."

"Oh Daddy please. Your childe misses you so. Needs you. Leave the little girl alone. Better yet, we could make her our sister. Mummy would be so pleased!" She clapped her hands together. "Oh yes, I'm willing to share."

"Mummy? Who Dru, who are you talking about?"

"Surprises, beautiful boy. Many surprises!"

Angelus grabbed her arm, pulling her shoulder out of it's socket. "Dru. Shut the fuck up. Stay away from her. Stay away from all that's hers. Understand? Tell Spike to meet me. Are you clear?" He was fastly loosing patience and he had to get to Buffy.

"Ouch!" Drusilla rubbed her shoulder. "You can hurt me some more if you like." Dru raised her hand again to touch his cheek. "You're needed by your kind. And you'll heed the call when the time comes Angelus. If you don't, you'll die. And so will she." Laughing, she danced away .

"Tell Spike Dru!"

Not in the mood for teenagers, he thought to himself. But I know where she's gone. And she'd better be alone.

He spotted her as soon as he neared the dance floor.

"She's really pist. I'd let her dance it off for awhile. She either has to kill some demons or dance for about an hour when she's like this. Endorphins, I guess." Xander took a drink from his glass, enjoying the fact that Angel was at the receiving end of the Buffster's wrath.

How fortunate he stopped near their table, he thought sarcastically.

"Considering you are a vampire, doesn't seem to wise to be ticking off the vampire slayer. Might want to rethink that next time, big guy." Cordelia looked over at Xander. "Guess age doesn't always mean wisdom."

"Guess not."

"Thanks for the sage advice. Coming from the pair of you, it doesn't mean a lot." Angel turned towards the dance floor hoping to get near her before she saw him. Willow tapped Buffy's shoulder and motioned towards Angel. Buffy stopped dancing and headed for the exit. She so did not want a confrontation in front of all these people.

He saw her make a b-line for the door and was right behind her. Why couldn't he have found her in say, three years? He could've avoided all this teenage drama.

Angel caught up with her just outside the entrance to the club and grabbed her by the arm. She jerked away from him and kept walking. Impatience getting the best of him, he grabbed her by the waist and hauled her into the nearest alley.

"Okay little girl, what the fuck is wrong with you?" He all but snarled, yellow flecks darting from his eyes.

"What the fuck is wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you? Why don't you go ask little miss crazy-bitch-vampire? You remember her? The one who wants to turn this place into her little own hell resort? The one fondling you?" She was on the verge of pulling out her stake and jamming it in his eye. "Why didn't you kill her?"

He threw his head back and laughed. She was jealous.

That was the last straw. With all the strength she could muster, Buffy hauled back and let loose with a punch that connected with Angels jaw, sending him flying back about 10 feet and landing him on the ground.

When he rose, he was in full attack mode. Eyes blazing yellow, ridges up and fangs extended. He made a running lunge at Buffy, pinning her to the ground. She looked up at him, but her eyes weren't filled with fear or disgust. She was just royally pist at him and all he could do was just stare at her in awe. She was his fearless warrior princess, more than equal to him in all things, it would appear.

"Okay, so now what? Are you going to tell me why you're being like the king of dicks?" She pushed him off of her. "And would you please put your fangs in before someone sees you?"

For the first time in a very long time Angelus was speechless. At least for the moment.

"Well, I'm waiting." Buffy stood and began to dust her skirt off. That oily dirt was so going to leave a stain.

"Lady, no one has ever dared to push me as far as you have." He stood, as well.

She paused in her clean up to give him an incredulous stare. "Hello, slayer here. What were you expecting ?"

"A little respect." And then in a mocking tone, "Hello, master vampire here."

"You know, for all the years of experience you have, you really can't figure this one out, can you?" Buffy folded her arms over her chest. "I'm the slayer, one of the strongest and one of the best, so I've been told. But I'm also sixteen."

"Seventeen in a few days." He cut her off.

"Okay, seventeen then. Seventeen and not sure why someone like you wants to be with someone like me. And not with someone like from your time, like Drusilla or Darla."

He bent down and started to dust off leather pants and rubbing his jaw. "That was some punch slayer." He took her by her shoulder and looked into her eyes. "And the chicks from my day? Like Drusilla and Darla? Simpering morons, all incredibly dull. Always wanted to meet a chick who was exciting, one who could get me hard by beating the crap out of five krelax demons. Now there's the woman for me."

"Nice." She looked at him from under her lashes. "Now, what about Drusilla?"

"I told you, dull as dirt."

"And you know just what I mean."

"Need to see Spike before I can off the boring, crazy bitch. And, seems Darla's back in town somewhere. Dru talks in riddles and we need to know what they know. Spike'lltell uswhat's happening." Angelus took her in his arms. "Satisfied?"

"That is a loaded question. But for the time being, I suppose. We need to tell Giles about this. And are you sure Spike will be agreeable?"

"Yeah,he will. I'll dance with you once before we head over to Giles'." He lifted her and placed his lips at her neck. "You smell so good when you get all worked up."

Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck in acquiescence. I'll always feel this way when I'm near him, she thought. Her head swimming from his scent.

"Will I always get over our little tiffs so quickly you think?' She was so lost in him, she could barely think, but she knew she should've made him suffer a little more. The books said so.

He nuzzled her a bit more. "Yeah, I think you will."

"Oh, okay then. Hey vampire, you promised me a dance." She whispered in his ear, an action that made him shiver. Only a couple of days until her birthday, he thought. I can wait.

"Indeed I did baby, let's go. Oh did I mention it has to be a slow song?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way." She rubbed her cheek against his chest as her set her down. Buffy took his hand and led him back inside, a slow song was playing.