A.N. I'm sorry that this update took so long, I've been busy. And for those interested, On my site (http/angelusgurl1. )I updated my fic War of the worlds. In whicj the scoobies and Fang gang go to very bizzare diemensions. Also check out my buffy rpg site , there is a link to it in my profile)

"I can not bleeding believe that you spent the night with Captain forehead and his Nancy-boy hair gel." Buffy

Sat staring at her Spike are you quite finished?" she asked her husband you've been ranting about this all day, and I would like to get something to eat this Century." Spike's glare softened as he looked at her, God she was beautiful;, he could hardly believe that she was his, even after all these years.

"I'm sorry pet, it's just.. Well, it's Angel, and that bloody poof has his hands all over my daughter, and OH bloody Hell! That's just wrong." "How do you think I feel?" Buffy charged, "My ex and my daughter, just the thought of it makes me sick!" Buffy's face looked green with the thought.

At Angelus's

Canala struggled with the bonds that held her captive; she was lying bound and gagged on Angel's bed. Angelus's now she thought stunned. God how did this happen, and more importantly how am I gonna get out of here?

Canala tried wiggling out of the ropes once more before giving up. There was no use in it, they were tied to tight. She was defeated, for now. The she tensed up, she heard Angelus coming, and my God, was he whistling?

Angelus looked at he smirking, "See you tried to get away." He said looking at the tumbled sheets. "Would have been a pity if you did." Angelus said. "We wouldn't have got to have any fun." Then he loosened her gag. "Please don't hurt me." she pleaded.

"Oh I don't plan on doing one thing to you that you don't beg me to." Canala looked up at him in confusion. "Oh don't misunderstand me." Angelus said. " I do plan on hurting you, and doing several other things to you as well." he said letting his eyes roam her body. "But the beauty of the situation is you will want me to do every single one of these things to you."

Canala glared at him. "And why do you expect me to want you to do anything like that to me." Angelus smirked his dangerous smirk, "Because if you don't beg me to do everyone of these things to you, if you protest, or try to escape, they," he said nodding to a picture of her parents that Canala assumed he had gotten from her wallet. "Die" Angelus finished.