Hey, sorry it took so long for this chapter, but my computer broke down, so...yeah. Anyway, I just wanted to put in, 'cause I think I forgot to mention this, but since Cori and Dani's moms were Slayers, they got the slayer-strength and healing. Yeah, just wanted to make sure everyone knew that. Oh, and I don't know why Buffy has the same job as Joyce had, but she does. Finally, I don't know why Doyle and Cordelia are still around, considering it's eighteen years later, but it's still like the first season of Angel, so ignore the timeline. And I think that's it. Now, enjoy the chapter. I command you.
Disclaimer: Do you honestly believe I own this show? If you do, you're a moron. And very sweet.
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Dani glanced over her shoulder, feeling someone's gaze on her. Great, now she was paranoid, she thought to herself. It didn't help that she was the only one walking down the moonlit street. She wondered idly if her mom knew she was out. She shrugged, knowing if Faith did find out she would get grounded until the end of time. The feeling of being watched came back, sending a shiver down her bare back. She suddenly wished she'd stayed at the club. She was comforted when she felt the smooth feel of the wooden stake hidden in her boot.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" a voice floated out from the darkness.
"Shouldn't you be shagging some lunatic?" she answered, turning to face Angelus. She'd picked up the British term from Spike, and had developed an almost unnatural fondness for it, like the blonde vampire.
"Maybe I like Drusilla crazy," he retorted, casually leaning against a building. He eyed her slowly, making sure she felt his eyes. "Makes her fun."
"Sounds kinda perverted to me," she tossed back, turning her back to him with a flip of her brown hair. She strode down the street, her muscles tensing as she felt rather than heard him follow her. "Isn't Drusilla getting lonely?"
"She's hunting," he answered, sounding indifferent. "Bet you're a screamer," he added, catching up to her. He smiled as he sensed the anger build up in her when he threw in "just like your mother."
"Don't you mean like your daughter's mother," she retorted.
"A quick wit, I like it," he grinned. "I'll like it even more in a few seconds."
"I didn't know guys enjoyed this," she sent a sharp kick to his crotch and ran when he doubled over.
"That's it, now I'm mad," he straightened up, morphing to his game face, before chasing after her. After a few minutes he skidded to a halt in front of a church. "A church, huh? Think that's gonna keep you safe?" he taunted, striding confidently inside. His gaze swept over the church, though he frowned when he didn't see her. She couldn't have just disappeared.
"What's wrong?" he growled when he heard her voice, but couldn't see her. "Nervous?"
"Why should I be?" he replied. "Just another little girl, thinking she can take the worst vampire ever. Your mother was the same way, she had some the best blood I ever tasted," he grinned at the memory.
"I'll bet," she called back, still hidden. He suddenly got an idea and moved silently towards the confessional. "She must've been the better than that whore Darla."
"Darla's not a whore," he replied angrily.
"Aw, still in love with her? That's sweet, considering she's dead," he ripped open the confessional door, revealing a small, empty room.
"Shut up," he growled at the hidden girl.
"Or what, you'll growl me to death?" Dani laughed. "I'm so scared."
"You should be," he answered. "Or are you like your mother? Killing people off, so bad that everyone hates you?"
"Sounds more like you," she suddenly appeared behind him, kicking him into a large crucifix. He groaned and pushed away from the holy wood, smelling his burning flesh. He turned to give that brat what she deserved, but she'd disappeared again.
"Bitch," he spat out.
Buffy had left for an art expo thingy and wasn't going to be back for a couple of days. So, Cori and Spike did what any other teenaged couple (A/N: Yes, I know Spike's a hundred and something years old, but he's pretty much got the same hormones and shit as one, or at least acts like it, a lot, so whatever) would do, make out. Well, and shag, but at the moment they were making out on the couch. Anyway, they were interrupted by someone banging on the door. The knocking quickly became banging, which became annoying just as fast. Cori sighed and pushed the vampie off. "Coming," she yelled to the door. "Where's my shirt?" she asked, looking around.
"On the chair, Luv," Spike answered, smirking slightly.
"Thanks," she gave him another kiss.
Meanwhile, outside: "what's taking so long?" Cordelia asked out loud, frustrated.
"Maybe we're interrupting something," Doyle shrugged. "It is late."
"Oh please, Buffy, going at it?" Cordelia snickered. "What guy would be that desperate?"
"Who're you?" a girl answered the door, looking slightly annoyed.
"Oh, um, is this the Summers house?" Cordelia was surprised.
"Yeah," the girl studied her. "You're looking for my mom, aren't you?"
"Your mom?" Cordelia was shocked.
"I just said that," the girl rolled her eyes. "You must be Cordy and Doyle. I'm Cori."
"And you know that because-" Doyle raised an eyebrow.
"Because I'm psychic," she replied sarcastically, "come on in."
"Thanks," Cordy smiled. The smile disappeared when she saw Spike lounging on the couch. "You!"
"Cordy," Spike looked up, a smirk sliding over his face when he saw her expression. "You lost weight."
"Ha ha," she turned to Cori. "You do know what he is, right?"
"Yes, he's a vampire," Cori sat next to Spike. "I know."
"But-then why-" Cordy stuttered.
"Oh, my God," a brunette skidded into the room, the front door banging shut. "Cori, your father's lost it."
"Faith?" Cordy looked confused again.
"No, she's my mom," the brunette shook her head. "I'm Dani. Anyway, I managed to lose Angelus in a church."
"Did you hurt him?" Spike sounded interested.
"Is Stewie from Family Guy evil?" she answered. "Yes, yes, he's evil," she added when Cordy and Doyle looked unsure.
"So Angel did lose his soul," Doyle commented with his Irish accent.
"Completely," Dani shrugged. "But whatever, did my mom call?"
"No," Cori rasied an eyebrow. "She doesn't know you were out, did she?"
"Of course not," Dani rolled her eyes. "Do I look that stupid?"
"Yes," Spike answered. She shot him a dirty look.
"So, what are they doing here?" Dani asked Cori.
"We're gonna help with Angel and his lack of a soul," Cordy explained, pulling an orb out of her purse.
"What's that?"
"An orb of Thesulah," Doyle answered.
Yes, probably not a good ending for the chapter, but meh. Y'all will live. I hope.
