Dislcaimer: I don't own B:tvs, k? or Ats.

Yeah, the whole thing with Doyle and dani is kinda...out there, but I luv Doyle, so meh.

Penguins took my sanity: no problem :)

"Hey, Big Bad, heard about what you did to Justin," Cori greeted the vampire with a smile.

"Not mad, are you," he eyed her warily.

"No," she shook her head, hugging him. "I didn't really like him anyway." Spike snickered. "I was actually thinking of thanking you for that."

"Sounds good to me, luv," he pulled her into a kiss.

Dani woke up, covered only by an old blanket. She smiled, even when she felt the lack of body next to her. She knew he'd be back soon, most likely with beer or some tasty goody. Dani remembered when she had first started dating Doyle. Though she had been a bit gun-shy at first, considering he was so much older, she'd quickly fallen for him. And hard. And, considering the way he acted, he had too. She sat up as she heard someone walk towards the bedroom door. Still covered by the blanket, she settled against the headboard, waiting for Doyle to step inside. Let's just say she was surprised when Angel and Cordy entered the room.

"What the-" Cordy gasped angrily.

"Dani, what are you doing here, Dani?" Angel asked, trying to stay calm.

"Take a guess," Dani answered, not noticing Cordy's face was tear-stained. "So, why are you here?" Perfectly at ease, though she was naked with Angel and Cordy.

"How about we let you get dressed, then you come out and we'll tell you," Angel decided, uncomfortable about being in the same room with a naked girl, let alone Dani.

"So, what's up?" Dani dressed quickly and joined them in the living/main room.

"Doyle, he-" Cordy broke off, her voice shaking, and bursting into tears.

"What about Doyle?" Dani asked, extremely worried.

"He's, um, he's dead, Dani," Angel answered, his voice muted.

"He can't be," the brunette fell into a chair, her eyes filling with tears. "How?"

"He died a hero, saving a group of innocent demons," Angel sighed.

"I'll bet," Dani said humorlessly. Angel sighed and stood up from the couch.

"Come on, Cordy," he told the other girl. "Let's go." Cordy nodded hesitantly and followed him, glancing back at Dani.

"Hey, have you seen Dani?" Erika asked Cori as she sat down at the lunchtable.

"No," Cori shook her head, frowning slightly. "I haven't seen her since Thursday."

"I hope she's ok," Marie sounded concern.

"Who's ok?" Dani joined them. The other girls were surprised when they saw the differences in the other girl after only four days. She had on a sleeveless shirt that showed off the tatto on her shoulder, reading: In Memory of Allen Francis Doyle in thin, black, Old English letters. And she had dyed random blue streaks ran through her brown hair, and she'd pierced her eyebrow. "What?"

"Who's Allen Franics Doyle?" Laura asked.

"Old friend," Dani answerd quietly.

"I'm sorry," Cori said soothingly.

"It's ok," Dani shrugged, playing with her food. "I'll be fine."

"Miss Lehane, tattos are prohibited," the vice principal walked towards them, grinning sadistically. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to send you to the principal."

"Whatever," Dani got up and followed the short man to the principal's office.

"So, that's the tattoo?" the principal asked.

"Yeah," Dani nodded.

"I'm sorry for your loss," he said softly. "Miss...?"

"Lehane."

"Lehane?" Principal Wood looked up in shock. "Is your mother Faith Lehane?"

"Yeah," Dani gave him a strange look. "Why?"

"No reason," he shook his head. "Well, go ahead and leave, but you'll have to cover up the tattoo."

"Sure," Dani nodded again, beofre leaving the office. Wood leaned back in his chair, thoughts of Faith running through his head. Then he sighed sadly. Apparently she was married, if she had a daughter that looked so much like her it was almost scary. God, he missed the brunette Slayer.

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