Chapter 3

From bad, to worse. Much Worse

A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed. Please keep em' coming.

So everyone thinks I am Angel and Anya's daughter too? This is just so unbelievable. They don't realize I am not around, the adult me that is, because they are 100 convinced that I am they're daughter. There for adult me never existed! Ggrrr. Realities can be altered far to easily. Someone should complain. I'll write a letter to...who ever's in charge of these reality things... once I change back...or am re-taught to write.

"Who's a cute little baby?" Fred asked, sitting in Angel's office bouncing little Faith on her lap. "Aw, I want one, can we have one?" Fred then turned and asked her boyfriend Charles Gunn, who's eyes widen at her question. Lucky for him Anya interrupted before he needed to say a word.

"Well, you can't have this one." Anya snapped taking Faith from Fred and holding her protectively.

"Didn't...I wasn't..." Fred started to say before she remember that this was Anya she was dealing with and an explanation just wouldn't work.

"I have to be in court in twenty minutes." Gunn announced preparing to leave.

"I'll go with you." Fred offered. Then the two left.

"She does know she can't have Faith, right?" Anya asked Angel worried.

"Yes, don't worry. Fred doesn't want to take Faith." he reassured her.

Anya looked deeply offended. "Why not?! Does she think our Faith isn't good enough for her? She'd be lucky to..."

"Anya, Anya, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that Fred doesn't want to take Faith because she knows Faith is ours and that we love her very much. But I am sure if she ever has a child of her own she'll want it to be like Faith." he explained.

"Good." Anya replied looking down lovingly at Faith.

Well, I'll give Anya this, at least she cares. My mother, the actual one, would've jumped at the chance to give me to Fred.

"Why don't we put Faith down, she looks like she's getting a bit restless."Angel observed picking Faith up and putting her in a playpen located in a corner of the office.

Faith was very bored. She didn't feel tired and they only things in the playpen with her were a teddy bear and a rattle. Not exactly the entertainment she was used to. However, she started to play with the rattle to keep herself from looking at...well....something she really didn't want to watch.

Over on the couch Anya and Angel were keeping busy by making out; heavily. Anya then started to lay back and pull Angel down too, but he resisted.

"We can't, Faith." he pointed out.

Thank god.

Anya sighed. "Fine. Oh, what if we have the nanny take her for awhile? Then could we have the sex?"

"I suppose." Anya grinned at Angel's answer as Angel went out to get the nanny.

So much for the curse. Maybe Willow changed that loophole last year. Wait. Nanny? It shouldn't be to bad. Knowing Angel and how picky he can be its probably someone who would make Marry Poppins look like Fran Fine.

Angel then walked in the room with the nanny behind him.

There must be a mistake. No. No. No. No.

"Okie dokie, so how long do want me to watch little Faithy Waithy?" Harmony, Faith's nanny, asked brightly.

"Um...just for a few hours." Angel said.

"Oh, would you mind if take her shopping?" she questioned hopefully.

Say no. for the love of god SAY NO!

"Sure." Anya replied.

"Great."

"But if she's going out side, I need to get her ready." Anya picked up Faith and took her baby bag off of the carriage and set them both on the couch.

Look on the bright side, at least she can't make the outfit any worse.

Anya then removed a knitted pink sweater with embroidered daisy's on it and out it on Faith, followed by silk bootees for the feet and a knit cap with a big daisy on the front to top it off.

I stand...well sit corrected.

Anya handed Faith to Harmony. The only good the Faith had going for her was the fact that she was driveling on Harmony's shirt. That is until Harmony gave her a pacifier and put her in the carriage.

"Harmony, wait." Angel called out as the two were leaving.

Did he come to his senses? I knew he wouldn't be too bad.

"You forgot to put her seatbelt on." He said going over to Faith and belting her in, pulling it tight to make sure she was extra safe, because his little Faith should be extra safe at all times. There was no escape now, Faith was off to the mall to be dressed by Harmony. Suddenly, watching Angel and Anya do it didn't seem like a completely horrible option.

Why me? Why me? WHY, WHY, WHY? Nnnooo. If the powers are listening, I get it ok? I'll be good from now, I won't even loose my temper; ever. Just make it stop.

It didn't work.

A/N: That was the end of chapter 3. Up next is Faith and Harmony's mall experience and maybe some Faith/Angel bonding. In the meantime review please. As always suggestions are welcome.