Spoilers! S5
Half an hour later, Angel and Spike were sat in Angel's office.
"Wait, so...run that by me again," said Spike, for the third time that night.
"Slayer. Coming here. I'm training her. It's really very simple," said Angel, making sure to pronounce each word clearly for the 'hard-of-thinking' member of the team. "Although perhaps not simple enough."
"Hey, watch it mate. Jus' remember whose side I'm on," Spike reminded, treating Angel to an evil stare, one which was returned by the other vampire with complete sincerity.
The other occupants of the room took this opportunity to make an input.
"Hey, guys, loving the whole 'macho insaneo' act, believe me, but can we just cool it for a second," said Lorne, holding up his hands in a conciliatory manner, "and try to focus on the main issue here."
"Lorne's right," said Wesley. "Angel, if what you're saying is true then we need to be fully prepared. Slayer training is a great deed to undertake, we can't take this on lightly."
Angel ignored Spike's looks for a moment and took in his team. Lorne was sat at the counter, where he had rapidly moved to when Angel had broken the news about the Slayer, and was helping himself to a large whisky. Gunn was stood in his full legal-eagle costume and resting against the window, clearly calculating the possibilities of having a Slayer on their side. Wesley and Fred were sat together on the sofa and Angel reflected how nice it was to see them together again, especially after the whole Illyria affair. In fact it was Fred who spoke next.
"But I thought the Watchers Council didn't trust us. Isn't that what Andrew said?"
"Maybe this new Slayer is something special. Maybe she needs more concentrated attention than they can give her?" speculated Gunn.
"Oh great, I can't wait to have a Slayer around again. Wonder which appendage I'll loose this time? Maybe I could run a sweep?" said Spike, sarcasm clear in his voice.
"Can it Spike!" said Angel, aggravation rising. He addressed his friends. "Listen, I don't know why she's being sent here, but we have to be prepared for the worst. Spike may be annoying-"
"Hey!" protested Spike,
"-but he does have a point," Angel continued. "We can't afford to make the same mistakes we made with Dana. This is our chance to regain the Council's trust," he turned to Spike, "Buffy's trust, so we have to do it properly. Make her welcome, but don't forget that she is a Slayer, and she could kill any one of us as easy as that," said Angel, snapping his fingers for emphasis. "Be on your guard around her but please, make her feel like she's part of the family."
"What is this? The bloody Mafia?" came the mumble.
"Ye know what Spike; I've just about had enough of this back-biting attitude."
"Really? Maybe you should go get a new one then?"
"That's it, I've had it! You and me-"
"Oh yeah? You wish!"
"You reckon?"
"Bring it on you big ponce!"
"Better believe-" said Angel, jumping across the table and facing down the other vamp.
"Erm...?" came the apologetic little sound, halting Angel mid-glower.
All eyes turned to the girl stood timidly in the doorway, causing her to go an even deeper shade of red.
"I-I I'm s-sorry I..." she stuttered. "I hope I'm n-not interrupting..."
"Who are you?" said Angel, still stood aggressively in front of Spike.
"I was told to come here...erm. I'm Wren. The er...the S-Slayer," she paused and took in the scene in front of her. "Hi!"
To Be Continued! Woo!