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Willow sat on Giles' couch between Xander and Cordelia. "So what are we supposed to do? Just sit and wait? Hope they get tired of looking for Buffy and Angel? I mean Mrs. Summers is in a snit. She's about ready to call the police and file a statutory rape charge against Angel. This is so not good, really this is of the bad. The baddest."

Cordelia rolled her eyes. "Willow, you are so the queen of the obvious. Of course it isn't good you twit. But at least they aren't in some lab being cut open and who knows what else." She turned to Giles. "Why are we here anyway? I mean it's not like research will help with this one. No demons, just crazy mad doctors and rule the world types."

"God Cordelia. Don't you think Giles could use a little support right now? I swear you have to be the most…" She held her hand up and interrupted Xander before he could finish.

"Oh please. The only reason you are so concerned is because of your little crush on Buffy. A crush that will never amount to a thing because face it Xander, even though he's a vampire, your 17 year old ass has nothing on that hunk of salty goodness Buffy calls her boyfriend."

"Children. Please. This is not helping the situation. And as much as I hate to admit it, right now there really isn't anything we can do." He looked at Willow. "Get any additional information that you can on this group, I'll contact the council and see if they have anything else and once I am able to get to Buffy and Angel, we'll see what we can come up with. In the meantime, just behave as normal as possible and be careful."

"What about patrolling?" Xander needed to do something.

"Well, it would appear we have the military covering that aspect of our lives. So all of you, just go home. And I expect to see all of you at school tomorrow."

"School? I don't think high school is all that important at a time like this. I mean, the safety of the Hellmouth is on the brink here because of these…"

"Xander, please." Giles massaged the bridge of his nose. "Just go home and I will see you all tomorrow."

"Yeah, we should get going. We have that chem test tomorrow." Willow picked up her book bag and went to Giles. Patting his arm, she smiled. "We'll work it out, we always do."

"Yes dear. We always do."

"Cordelia? Do you think you could drop us off? It's kinda dark out."

"Yes Willow. Cordelia's taxi service at your disposal. Come on Xander, move it. Just because you have no college aspirations doesn't mean the rest of us aren't going to study."

Once Willow was dropped off Cordelia pulled onto an empty road and stopped.

"Umm Cordelia? Maybe not such a good idea? Demons, night, deserted road?" Xander squirmed a little. Cordy had been in an off mood all night.

Looking straight ahead, she spoke. "Why does this never end? I mean we're teenagers. We're not supposed to be fighting demons and vampires and all that other stuff."

"'Bout covers it all. What's up Cordy?"

"Now we have marines who are trying to build an army of demon hybrids. This is our government Xander. What's up with that?" She turned to Xander. "You know?"

He put his arm around her shoulder. "Yeah Cordy. I know."

"I don't really like Buffy all that much. We always get dragged into her battles. I mean, she is the slayer, defender of the innocent, savior of the world, blah, blah, blah. But I don't want to see her die and I don't want her experimented on."

"You don't have to get dragged in Cordelia. You can say no and walk away."

"You are such an idiot Xander. How? How can I walk away? I've seen. I know. God! How could our parents have been so selfish as to move to his town? I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous, smart, talented. I would've thrived in L.A. or San Francisco or New York. But no. Sunnydale. Sunnydale? Who moves to Sunnydale?"

"Our folks."." Xander moved a little closer to Cordelia and ran his hand through her hair. "It feels so soft." He murmured as he nuzzled her ear.

"Xander, I am so totally serious right now and this is not the broom closet at school so just reign in those hormones." She shivered slightly and leaned in towards his mouth.

"I know. We are in your car where no one can see us and no one can walk in on us. Just the two of us. A little scared and a little lost. We'll get through it Cordy. I promise." He took her face in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. "I have no delusions about Buffy and Angel, I know how she feels about him. And I know how much I want to kiss you, been wanting to kiss you all night. Please Cordelia, don't say no."

Cordelia gave a small smile and sighed as she moved closer into his arms. "Don't ask Harris, just do."

Xander smiled and took her lips in a deep, long kiss. His tongue opening up her lips, darting in to taste her sweetness. She burrowed deeper into him, rubbing her body into his, wanting more and knowing she should fight it. But he was such a good kisser and she really missed touching him and she was feeling scared and lost. Cordelia's eyes flew open as she felt the hardness between his legs and knew this was the time to end the kiss, end the hands rubbing his arms and back, stop her breasts rubbing against his chest. But she couldn't. She wanted more, needed more. She needed him to make it all alright. To make her feel as if they were the only two people on the planet. And he was succeeding.

"Xander, please…" She moaned, not really knowing what she was asking for, but Xander needed to answer somehow. He put his hand under her skirt, moving up to the heated junction between her legs and was greeted by her hot wetness. His eyes rolled back in his head as she bucked up against his fingers. He began to rub, up and down, back and forth, until she started to take up the same rhythm. She moaned again, but even in her passion-fogged state, she couldn't ignore the hardness next her thigh. Looking up at him with half-closed eyes as she pulled the zipper down on his pants and released him. Even in the darkened car she could see him, large and hard and ready. She tentatively touched him, causing Xander to jerk back.

"Baby, you don't have to do this. Just let me make you happy." He gasped as he pulled her panties off.

She smiled. "We can both be happy." She continued to rub her hand up and down his shaft with more confidence as he moaned in pleasure, and resumed his ministrations of her.

"God Xander. I'm burning up." She pulled her skirt up to her waist and straddled him as she came down on his hardness, shocking both him and herself. They both stilled and looked at each other.

"Are you sure Cordelia?" The words came out harshly as Xander attempted to halt his desire to thrust up inside of her.

"Oh yes. Please Xander. Yes." She eased herself onto him as he bucked up into her. She gasped as he entered her too tight channel.

"Baby, we can stop if it hurts too much. Just tell me. Please." Xander felt that he could stop now, but not in a few seconds. She bit her lip and continued to ease down on him.

"Just hold me." She whispered. At first there was pain and she felt as if she were being ripped apart. Once he was in, they stopped for a moment. Then Xander began to move. Slowly at first, allowing her to accommodate to his size, then faster, holding her hips as she ground against him. The heat began to build again and Cordelia felt as if she would faint. They both came with a shout and a shudder, Cordelia gripping Xander's shoulders, holding him close to her.

"So didn't see that coming this morning." She pulled her head back and looked into his eyes. "You?" she questioned in a quiet voice.

Xander opened his eyes and looked at her. "Still not sure I'm not dreaming." He smiled and kissed her shyly. "It was…I'm not sure what to say. Words simply cannot describe…

"Oh Xander. Let's not talk, just for a little while." She snuggled deeper into his arms. "Just hold me and let's do that thing you read about. Bask, yeah, let's just bask."

He moaned as he felt her heat on top of him as he began to harden again. "I am so basking. Shutting up now and basking."

"Okay. So she's your what? Your childe? That makes you, like her sire? You turned her? How come you never told me about her? How long ago? What did she mean to you? What does she mean to you now?" Buffy paced the small bedroom she was sharing with Angel and glared at him when she heard him chuckle. "Don't you dare laugh at me! I…I…what does this mean?" She demanded.

"Sweetheart." Angel grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap. "It means that the Initiative captured her and did a lot more experiments on her than they did on me." He looked deeply into her eyes, his souled counter part asserting himself and his voice softened. "It was a long time ago Buffy. It was a time I am very ashamed of, when I had no conscience, no soul. I did things Buffy, you know I did things. And she's one of them. Not one of my stellar moments." He turned from her, embarrassed to look at her.

She laid her hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I…I just got so jealous. I…you're mine and the thought of you being with her for all that time. Totally wiggin'. Please look at me Angel." He turned back to her. "I love you for the man that you are. Now. What was, well I'm sure Giles will attempt to fill me in on all the horrors of loving an older man who was once the Scourge of Europe, but it just doesn't matter. I love you. Forgive me for being such a baby?"

"Nothing to forgive." He leaned over and kissed her. "Let's get back out there and find out what's really up with Drucilla. A semi-sane Dru is not something one sees everyday. And a pregnant semi-sane Dru, well. That's just a total mystery." He got up and pulled her with him.

"Maybe I should stay in here?" There was a bit of a whine to her voice and her lower lip just slightly pouty.

He had to laugh at the sight of his slayer in little girl mode. "No. You're the slayer and you need to assert your dominance. It's not a huge thing. She seems quite taken with this soldier boy. The father of her child." Angel shook his head. "This is just too strange to comprehend fully."

Dru and Riley looked up as Angel and Buffy entered the living room. "Um, I warmed up a little blood for Drucilla, she needs to keep her strength up. Hope you don't mind." Riley stood behind Drucilla, his hand on her shoulder.

"Sweet boy, daddy doesn't mind" She looked up at Angelus and smiled a familiar smile that caused Angel to shiver and Angelus to smirk. "Do you?"

"Hey, what's mine is yours. In the refrigerator at least." He led Buffy to the couch and sat down.

"Okay, so I totally don't understand. I thought this Initiative thingy wanted me preggers, not some vampire chick. And how, I mean dead and all. No eggs, right? Or at the very least, very cooked." Buffy looked at the girl in front of her and marveled at how calm she was. And how beautiful.

Riley spoke up first. "The experiments began over a year ago, but were stopped. The higher ups felt Maggie Walsh was going a little too far over the line with breeding human-demon hybrids. So, she went underground. When we captured Dru we were originally aiming for her lover."

"Spike? You guys tried to harness Spike?" Angel let out a chuckle. "And he allowed you to take Dru?"

Buffy turned to him. "What do you mean? And who's Spike?"

"Spike was my childe, so to speak. And my lover for a very long time. He was obsessed with me. He cared for me, took care of me." She shared a smile with Angelus. "Never the sort of demon one would expect, was he Angelus? And we tried so hard with the boy. But, he did fix all the messes I made. I think this last one was a bit too much for him. He had no soul, but he acted ridiculously soulful." She shrugged and absently rubbed her stomach.

Angelus marveled at how cognizant his childe was. He looked up at Riley. "Please, continue."

He sat on the arm of Drucilla's chair as she placed her other hand on his leg. "Yes, well, in the beginning we were just aiming at behavior modification. The chip, which I am sure you're aware of."

"Quite aware." Angel added dryly.

"Anyway, Dru's surgery went better than expected." He looked down at her. "Almost docile. She never even tried to escape. Walsh felt she was an anomaly, when she was brought in she was practically, well, sorry Dru, but practically insane."

"Don't apologize." She smiled at the young man and then at Angel. "You remember the voices Angelus? All the voices? After they cut into my brain, they all went away. For the first time since…well since forever the voices stopped. I could sleep, I could dream. It was incredible."

"Walsh still wasn't satisfied. More experiments were done and Walsh felt Dru would be the perfect candidate for the breeding program. Drugs were introduced to her system to regenerate her ovaries, her womb. All her organs, really. Her newly invigorated eggs were fertilized outside of her womb and reintroduced to her system. Walsh thought it would take months, possibly years. But it took the first time out." He looked down at his hands. "Most of the men in my unit were appalled, but we are trained to do as we are told."

"Then you found out the baby was yours?" Angel waited for his reaction.

He looked up at the vampire. "Yeah, she used my sperm without telling me. She said everything I was belonged to the corps, including my bodily fluids." Riley shrugged. "So, there it was. Dru, carrying my child. Walsh claiming it was hers to do with as she chose, wanting to turn Dru into a fucking incubator." He shook his head. "Then, you two. She knew about the slayer, although she thought it was just a wives tale at first. But once she saw how you performed you became her new crusade." Turning to Angel. "And you, her lover. Well, it was the stuff her wet dreams were made of. She ordered your capture, the both of you. I think she went more than a little power crazy. I almost think she considers herself some sort of god."

"Did she really think I was just gonna lie down and let her take me without a fight? I mean, I am the slayer." Buffy was incredulous.

"Well, you know how we took Angel here. We don't fight fair, we use whatever's at out disposal. Taser guns, tranqs, drugs. And we take what we want. The government, it's all encompassing, slayer. It's not about ethics. It's not about good and evil. It's about who has the biggest and the baddest. It's about who can be terrorized." He hung his head as Dru ran her hand over his leg.

"Sweet boy, don't berate yourself so. You're a product of your environment just like us." She looked up at Angel and Buffy with her half smile. "No?"

"No! I'm the slayer, I have no choice. But you, you could quit, you could've just walked away." Buffy was pist.

"I did. We came here first to warn you, then Dru and I are out of here. Walsh will never stop until she gets the both of you. You are to be her vindication, your child will be the proto-type for her army."

"What about Dru's child?" Angel wasn't sure he liked the direction this was going.

"All tests so far indicate that our child is human. Walsh still wants to try other hybrids, with Dru as the growing medium. But you and the slayer, she's convinced your issue will be special, will be her super soldier. Bred and raised to obey, kill and die for her." Riley stood and walked to the window. "She's insane, I'm sure of that and so are most of the people at the Initiative, but we have no power to stop her."

"Well, we'll just have to. I mean, where are you planning to go? Obviously she can find you, the all-encompassing government you were just talking about. You don't think she'll have them out in droves searching for you?" Buffy stood in front of Riley.

"I don't care. I'm done with it all. All I want is to take care of Dru and our baby." Riley took on a defensive tone.

Dru lightly laughed. "Oh sweet boy. I told you, once this child is born I will not be the same vampire I am with him in my womb. I may be lobotomized, but I am still a soulless vampire. Unable to hunt, but I still have the desire. You must see this my love. You must accept it. You need to protect our boy. You need to protect him from me." She turned to Angel. "Daddy, tell him what your childe was like. Tell him how I loved to play with babies before I ate them." A red tear escaped her eye.

"She's speaking the truth boy. Drucilla was quite fond of infant flesh. Infant blood. There was never quite enough for her, them being so small, so she would collect about 6 or 7 for a feast." Angel's voice was hushed.

"Gods." Buffy shivered. "Angel…did you ever?"

"Babies weren't my cup of tea. Too much work for too little pay off." Angel gave Buffy a sidelong glance and saw her shiver again. "You asked babe."

Drucilla laughed. "Riley sees me as something noble, maternal. But I'm not. It's the soul, my baby's soul. It makes me feel. He makes me feel." She corrected as she rubbed Riley's arm. "This is who I imagined marrying when I was a girl, before I was turned. Someone strong, someone accepting. Someone who wouldn't be frightened by my sight. Someone who would love me and protect me." She got a far-away look in her eyes. "We would've had six or seven children and grow old with all our grandchildren around us." She smiled sadly. "But it wasn't meant to be. And once this child is born, I will be what I was."

"No, no Dru." Riley knelt before her. "Before you became pregnant you know you were different. It's not just the baby. The voices, you said the voices stopped." He looked over at Buffy and Angel. "She, she seemed happy. We talked for hours about her youth, about her gift. And you, she told me about you." He looked directly at Angel. "What she had become. She told me everything."

Angel's eyes narrowed as he considered his childe. "Is this true Drucilla? You told him…everything?"

She giggled. "You know I could never keep secrets Daddy. I told my beautiful Riley my life story. And you, face of an angel, you were a big part of it."

Buffy shifted. "What do you mean?"

"No worries sweet girl. He's all yours now. Look at those cow eyes he has for you. But back in the day…well, he was my sire."

Riley stood up, not comfortable with the way the slayer was looking at Dru. "Look, we just came to warn you. Professor Walsh is totally insane. I have no doubt about that now and she's gunning for you. Probably more so now. I'm getting Dru out of here, but if I were you, I'd get as far away from Sunnydale as possible."

Angel nodded to the young man. "Thanks for the warning, but we'll take our chances for the time being."

Buffy looked from the soldier to Drucilla. "Where are you taking her? I mean, her baby should be coming soon and she needs help. Don't you think…"

Riley stopped her. "I have friends who'll help us out of the country. We can't take a chance on Walsh getting her hands on Dru or our baby. She's seen things," he motioned to Dru "and we can't take a chance." He helped Drucilla up and they walked to the door. "If we hear of anything useful, we'll get word to Mr. Giles, somehow. Just don't trust any of them, except maybe one man named Graham. He's a good guy."

Buffy and Angel watched the very odd couple drive away, Drucilla waving from the passenger window, a very calm smile on her face. "Wow." Buffy looked up at Angel. "That was so weird."

Angel shook his head as they went back into the house. "That, my love, is totally an understatement."