I'm so sorry it took so long for this chapter to get posted. My computer crashed and I had to replace my entire hard drive. My stories were lost so I had to do alot of retyping.

Chapter Sixty: Tomorrow We'll Discover

Spike stood still for a minute, trying to absorb what Wesley had said. Then before anyone could react he turned and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" Angel asked.

"Where do you think?" Spike told him. He opened the door and started to walk out.

Angel hurried forward, grabbed Spike and hauled him back inside, "You're not going anywhere." Angel stated.

"You think you're going to stop me?" Spike snarled.

"I have before," Angel pointed out. "And I will again if I have to."

"Are you daft?" Spike asked. "That's Buffy they're talking about."

"I know," Angel said.

"And you're going to just stand by and let them do that to her?" Spike asked.

"No," Angel said. "We'll get her back before they can hurt her or her baby but you storming the government compound isn't the way to do it. You'll just get yourself killed. Then what'll I tell Buffy?"

"I won't get killed," Spike insisted.

"Spike, you'll be attacking an armed governement compound, which is full of humans. You'd last two seconds if you were lucky." Spike didn't answer. He just stared out the door, ready to run the second Angel let go of him. Angel continued, "And then you'll have left Buffy to raise her child on her own."

"Thought that what you wanted," Spike said, bitterly.

"I do," Angel said. "But that's not what she wants. So you're going to stay alive." Spike still refused to look at Angel so Angel grabbed Spike's face and forced him to look at him. "Now either you listen and we do this my way or I'll have everyone over there," He gestured towards the Angel Investigations staff. "Tie you up while we rescue Buffy ourselves."

Spike glared at him. Then h jerked away from Angel and stormed back to the desk, "Fine." He looked at the Angel Investigation staff, who had been watching him and Angel. "Come on people, this isn't a spectator sport."

Angel groaned but nodded. For once Spike was right. They had to figure out how to get Buffy out of that compound and how to make sure the government didn't come after Buffy, her baby or Connor.

"So how you gonna do this?" Gunn asked.

"We have to get someone into their compound," Wesley said. "And that someone has to Buffy out."

"Who's that going to be?" Cordelia asked.

"Someone who'll blend in," Wesley said. He looked at Spike, Angel, Lorne and Cordelia, "That leaves you three out. All of you have some kind of demon in you and Captain Card.." Wesley looked at Spike, "What is his real name?"

Spike thought for a minute. He'd referred to Riley as Captain Cardboard for so long that it took him a minute to remember his real name, "Riley," Spike finally answered, "Riley Finn."

"Right," Wesley answered. "This Finn person will recognize both Angel and Spike and for all we know this agency has a list of all Watchers, both past and present." He looked at Fred and Gunn, "That leaves the two of you."

"I'll go," Gunn instantly offered.

Wesley nodded, "You'd blend in the best among the soldiers. The average recruit for this program is young and male. Women are recruited for their brains, rather than for their muscle."

"Fine," Gunn said. "How do I get in?"

"You won't," Fred said, looking up from her computer. "You might be able to make it in as a soldier but you'd never to up to where they have Buffy. She's in a top security room, the only people allowed contact with her are her doctors. She has guards but they watch the only exit to her room."

"Can't you assign me to watch that door?" Gunn asked.

"No," Fred told him. "I can make an ID for you of a regular soldier but not these guys. They're never replaced and are the top soliders, the best of the best." She typed a few more keys, "I can create an ID that would get a doctor into her but not for a solider."

"If the security for her guards is so tight why not for her doctors too?" Angel asked.

"There's alot of them coming in and out of her room," Fred explained. "It wouldn't be a problem to pretend to be one of them. By the time they noticed we'll have gotten her out."

"Fine," Gunn shrugged. "I'll pretend to be a doctor."

Wesley and Fred exchanged looks. Wesley, "You can't."

"Why not?" Gunn asked.

"Because they're only allowing women doctors to see Buffy," Wesley explained, holding Buffy's file. "According to this they had both male and female doctors examining her and she was uncomfortable with that so they switched her to women doctors."

"And she was probably just as thrilled with that," Spike said. He was given strange looks so he explained. "She's not too fond of doctors or hospitals."

"Well that's obvious from this," Wesley said. "She's being uncooporative with her doctors."

"They want to kill our son," Spike snarled. "You think she's going to help them?"

"No," Wesley said. "But she's also fighting them in other ways, ways that are supposed to help her. She won't take vitamins or eat properly and they only way for them to draw blood or run any other tests was by sedating her."

Spike growled. If they had done anything to hurt Buffy or his son he would take them apart. It might hurt for awhile but once he regained consciousness he'd feel alot better.

Angel saw this, "Don't even think about it."

"Then you and your mates do something," Spike snarled.

"We're working on it," Angel said, his low patience with Spike was almost gone.

"Work harder," Spike snapped.

"We have a plan," Fred said, trying to calm Spike down. "I have an idea of how we can get in."

"What is it?" Spike growled. "You idiots have shown me nothing."

"Hey," Gunn said. "Lay off her."

"I will when one of you gits figures out a workable plan that's going to get Buffy and my son back."

"Spike, will you calm down and let Fred tell you her idea," Angel said.

Spike shut up but Angel could hear him muttering under his breath about how calm Angel would be if something happened to Connor.

"Okay," Fred continued. "I can create a fake identity for myself as one of Buffy's doctors. That should get me in. Then I can make it look like she's scheduled for tests and instead of taking her down to where they're being done I'll take her out of the compoud. Easy." She smiled brightly.

"One little flaw," Spike said. "Won't the hall monitors notice you leaving?"

"No," Fred said. "The only people who even know that Buffy's there are the people involved and they won't be near the exits when they leave." She typed a few more keys and said, "And no one will be watching the doors either."

"You're scary with that thing," Cordelia said.

Fred blushed. Then she noticed Gunn's look, "Don't worry, Charles. I'll be fine getting in."

"It's getting out," Spike commented.

"What's he talking about?" Gunn asked.

"Ignore him," Cordelia advised.

"Fine," Spike snapped. "Ignore me but then don't blame me when Mrs. Gates here gets caught."

"Huh?" Angel asked. "Fred has this whole thing worked out."

"Except the part that once Buffy is out of there, the government will miss her and come straight here. Then what do you hereos plan on doing?" Spike said.

No one had an answer for that. They knew how to get Buffy out of the compound but no one knew how to make sure she stayed out.

Spike waited a minute and said, "If you're all not too high and mighty to listen to me, I have an idea."

"What?" Wesley asked.

"It goes something like this....."

*****

Late that night Spike stood at the window of Angel's bedroom. Angel hadn't wanted to let Spike out of his sight so Spike was staying in Angel's room with Angel and Connor. Everyone else was staying at the hotel. That way they would be able to break into the compound at the right time.

Spike didn't mind the plan but it still had risks and if something went wrong....

Spike's thoughts were interrupted by a soft cooing noise. He looked over and saw Connor sitting up in his crib. He was studying Spike. Spike walked over to the crib and lifted Connor out.

Angel stired in his sleep and Spike froze, knowing exactly what Angel would do if he found Spike holding Connor. But Angel didn't wake up. He just rolled over and continued to sleep.

"Come on," Spike whispered to Connor. He and Connor went down to the deserted loby and sat down on a couch.

"So," Spike said to Connor. "You've grown since the last time I saw you. 'Course then I'd just woken up after being poisoned by our insane..." He thought for a minute, not sure how Drusilla was related to Connor. "Well anyway last time we saw each other I was a little out of it and your dad wouldn't let even look at you." Spike grinned at the baby. "But he's not here now so we can have all the fun we want. So what do you want to do?" Connor gurgled, "Good idea," Spike said. He stood up, went into the office and came back with what he was looking for. "One for you," He handed Connor a bottle of formula. "And one for me," He opened a bottle that he'd found in Wesley's desk drawyer. Spike bounced Connor and said, "Your ex-Watcher has good taste, in scotch that is. He hired your dad so I wonder about his judgement. Oh don't give me that look, lil Peaches. You and I both know what I'm talking about." Connor looked at Spike and then yawned. "Fine," Spike said, "Don't listen to me but wait. You will in a few years."

Connor didn't pay any attention to Spike. He just sucked on his bottle until he drifted off to sleep. Spike took an occasional drink from his bottle but he mostly stared off into space, thinking about Buffy and his son, knowing that there was only one day more until they'd be together again.

Suddenly there was a shout that came from the stairs. Spike looked up and saw Angel and his mates running down the stairs.

"What's going on?" Lorne asked.

"Connor's gone," Angel said, panicked.

"What?" Cordelia said, the same note of terror in her voice. "How?"

"I don't know," Angel said. "He didn't wake up for his 3:00 bottle and when I checked the crib it was empty."

"How could anyone have gotten in and out with Connor?" Wesley asked. "This place is surrounded by protective spells. No one could have gotten in without our knowing it."

"I don't know," Angel growled. "But it's either the government or Wolfram and Hart. And whoever it is is going to die."

"Well they couldn't have left," Wesley said. "Or the alarms would have gone off."

"Then lets search the place," Gunn said.

No one could see Spike and Connor where they were sitting so Spike had just sat and watched the whole drama play out but when everyone grabbed their weapon of choice, Spike decided to let them know what was going on. He stood up, a sleeping Connor in his arms.

"Connor," Angel breathed. He ran forward and snatched the baby out of Spike's arms. Angel looked Connor over, "Are you oay?" Connor opened his eyes, smiled and went right back to sleep. Once Angel was satisfied that his son was fine he turned his anger on Spike, "What were you doing with him?"

"He woke up. I brought him down here and we had a drink," Spike snapped. "The little nipper's fine, no harm done. In fact, I did you a favor."

"What?" Angel growled.

"Showed how easy it would be for someone to walk in and take that kid out of your room. Personally I have nothing against Peaches Jr. but someone else might."

Angel didn't have an answer. He knew that Spike was right. Someone worse than Spike might have come in and hurt Connor just as easily. Angel had to be more carefull, especially now.

"Now that that's over," Cordelia said, yawning. "I'm going to back to bed."

"Why bother?" Spike said, gesturing to a window. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon.

Spike looked out the window. In a few hours Fred would be leaving to rescue Buffy and if at the end of the day Buffy wasn't back with him than the government and especially Captain and Mrs. Cardboard would find out exactly wy he'd taken on the name Spike.