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Fred had been forced to wake Wesley once Cordelia called her and said the two were needed at the office ASAP. No matter how hard she tried, Fred couldn't get Cordelia to tell her over the phone the reason. Which worried her. After shaking his shoulder a few times, Wesley was finally wake. "Hm...what?" he mumbled groggily.

"We have to go to work," she told him.

"Why?"

"I don't know, Cordelia called and said we had to get there, now."

Wesley looked over at Sophia. "Are we going to have to wake her?"

Fred nodded. "I can't get in contact with Sarai, and I don't want to call anyone else in case they're needed for whatever the problem is."

As much as he didn't want to wake her, he didn't want her to wake up on her own either, only to discover he left after promising to stay. She would probably feel lied too, and he wanted to avoid that. "Alright then," he sighed.

Within minutes the three had made their way to Wolfram and Hart, and into Angel's office where Cordelia and Faith were. "We need to talk," Cordelia stated.

Before anyone could speak further, they were distracted by an argument in the hallway. "I saw you. You so were!" a female voice insisted.

"I was not. You saw wrong," a male replied.

"Did not. I think old age has messed up your mind."

"I'm thirty."

"Which is nearly half way to retirement, which is close to dying of old age. You're life is like nearly half over, you've got one foot in the grave or at least five toes, unless you somehow become immortal."

It wasn't before long that Sarai and Lindsey were in their full view. The two saw the people in Angel's office as well and decided to go in. "What's going on?" Fred asked them.

"Okay," Sarai explained, "so I was trying to gain control of Russia," everyone but Lindsey and Sophia stared at her confused, "we're playing Risk, the game of world conquest," she clarified, everyone now understood, "and so yeah, we're playing I challenged him for Russia and I saw him fixing the dice so that his roll was better than mine."

"I wasn't fixing dice," Lindsey insisted.

"He so was."

"Was not. And even if I was, which I wasn't, are you really one to judge considering how you always steal money from the bank in Monopoly?"

"That's a good point," Cordelia pointed out, momentarily forgetting about the big news she had to tell Wes and Fred. The others agreed with her.

"That's different. I am the Monopoly Master, no one can beat me, I just steal the money because it makes my inevitable triumph happen faster," the teenager rationalized. "And just so you all know, if I was to ever go after real world conquest, I would be so great at it. The world would be so much better off under my control..."

"No, it really wouldn't," Wes interrupted.

"And it would be called Sarai instead of Earth," she finished, ignoring him.

"You've actually spent time thinking this through, haven't you?"Faith questioned, not surprised at all.

"What else am I gonna do with my spare time? Extra homework? Study? I don't think so," she laughed.

"Your mother would love to hear you say that," Lindsey sarcastically told her.

"She has heard it. I've said it right to her face."

"I'm sure it's more like complained," he teased.

"Excuse me, but I am allowing you to do... unthinkable things with my mother that would melt my brain if I ever thought about them, and have not objected once... well okay once but only cause I walked in on it and temporarily went hysterically blind, I really don't think you have a right to comment on my complaining."

Realizing the situation had gone extremely off course, Cordelia and Faith looked over at each other and nonverbally agreed to put a stop to it. "Hey, Sarai, why don't you show Sophia the stuff you bought at the mall the other day," Faith suggested. "We need to talk with Wes and Fred."

"Okie Dokie," she agreed as she led Sofia out of the room and took her upstairs to her bedroom.

"Um, Lindsey would you mind stepping out? It's a personal matter we need to deal with," Cordelia said to him seriously. "But don't go far, you might be needed."

"Alright," the lawyer agreed, confused, as were Wes and Fred.

"Cordy you're kinda freaking me out," Fred stated. Cordelia and Faith were once again silent. "Okay, now you're really freaking me out."

"What's happened?" Wes asked.

"Someone came in here looking for you two," Cordelia eventually gently explained. "Faith and I spoke to him, he..."

"He's Sophia's father," Faith blurted out, not being able to take Cordelia's drawn out explanation.

"I'm her father," Wes replied immediately.

"Her biological father," Faith clarified, despite knowing he really knew exactly what she meant.

"W-W-What did he want?" Fred nervously stuttered. Faith and Cordy didn't need to explain it though. "No... no... he can't. He can't have her."

"Just exactly what happened?" Wes questioned.

"He came, said he was looking for you guys, and said that he never knew her mother gave her up for adoption, he thought she was with her mother all her life," Cordy gently explained.

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know he said he'd be back later to talk with you two."

"Well, there's no way he can take her, right?" Fred questioned.

"Let's find out," Wes stated.

They called Lindsey back into the office, and also, Gunn to have a legal consult. The two lawyers informed them as nicely as they could, but the answer wasn't the right one. "Don't say that," Wes insisted after hearing what they had to say.

"It's not definite," Lindsey explained. "But if he never knew she was adopted or signed away any rights, he has a very good case..."

"But it can be fought," Gunn finished.

"Strongly, very strongly, argue what's in her best interest," Lindsey added.

The door to Angel's private elevator opened and Sarai walked out, "or you lock the guy in a tanning bed," she said as she stepped out of the elevator. Everyone stared at her. "Sorry, I was watching I Still Know What You Did Last Summer, last night."

"What are you doing here?" Cordy asked.

"I heard everything so I dropped Sophia with my mom and the Mini-Me, and came here," she answered.

"How did you hear?"

"The father-person has the place on surveillance with sound to monitor in case there are any break ins, I happened to be by it when you were explaining everything," she answered. By the looks on their faces she knew they weren't totally buying it. "Okay he also has it in large part to make sure I don't screw around in here anymore, because apparently having fun at his, or you peoples, expenses is wrong or some crap like that."Sarai looked at Wes and Fred. "Relax, guys, screw this guy, aighty, he didn't know she was adopted but he knew she was alive,he had a kid and never bothered with her til' now,years later,that isn't exactly a stand up child raising qualified guy."

"But he does now, and the courts will consider that a lot," Lindsey replied.

"So then plant drugs in his house," she answered casually.

As Wes listened to Sarai talk, a realization hit him. And suddenly, he needed space. "Excuse me," he said as he got up and left, which clearly upset Fred even more. He went into his office, fully aware he was being followed. "Go on, say it," he said to Sarai as he took a seat behind his desk.

"Why would you say that to me after I clearly tried to help you keep her? Obviously I don't want her gone," she answered.

"Yeah, but you hate me. And this is my fault, we both know why, so just say it," he nearly demanded.

"You self-pitying-dumbass!" Sarai yelled. "After all this time, I really thought you knew me better than this. Am I saying the irony here is lost on me, no, cause it isn't. You took me from my dad once upon a time and now you could lose Sophia, WOW! Great payback!" the sarcasm was dripping from her voice, "this isn't karma, it's life being stupid, it does that sometimes. Karma is you having to deal with me harassing you for the rest of your life for screwing me over, I decided that a looooong time ago. You really should know by now that I don't leave what goes on around, or happens to, me but me if I can help it. Now stop blaming and thinking of yourself, Fred is going through this too and right now you just walked away from her, which was just selfish. This isn't all about you. Yeah you did shitty things, had 'rough' parts of your life, who hasn't? Sitting here and brooding about it all isn't going to solve anything. Ask my dad, he'll tell you the time he loses to brooding. Do something! I wasn't kidding about the whole drug thing, either. Do whatever you have to. Illegal isn't always wrong, or at least I don't think so. We all know you and Fred love her to death and she's better off here so it's not like it isn't justified."

"Um...thank you... for the advice," Wes stuttered, surprised by everything she said because it was actually the nicest thing she said to him. He fully expected her to blame him.

"No problem. But if you ever walk out on Fred again when she is so clearly in need of you, I will cut your legs off," she warned.

"Understandable. And you do know you were nice to me, right?" he couldn't help but ask.

The teenager shrugged. "Easter's coming up and all, trying to be good and all, maybe that'll make the man upstairs stop screwing with me sofreaking much for no reason. Plus, two months is graduation, and I expect you to keep this in mind when you're picking out a gift for yours truly."

"And you called me selfish?"

"Yeah. See, I know I can be, and a lot of times, it is all about me. So it's totally different from all the selfish people, such as yourself at times, that are ignorant about it."

"I see." After a moment, Wes stood up. "You're absolutely right though..."

"Can I get that in wri..."

"Don't push it. I need to get ready. Talk with Fred about the best way to handle this, by any means necessary."

TBC

A/N: Up next Wes and Fred came face to face with Sophia's father and Roger returns.

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