Three Hours Later

Angel was pacing the living room floor worridly. Spike had gone to sleep two hours ago and Giles and Buffy had been gone for about four. He hadn't heard anything yet on Buffy's condition and it was worrying him.

Spike came down the stairs clad in black jeans. He spotted his grandsire pacing the room and moved to sit on the couch. "You're gonna wear a hole in the damn floor." He informed his grandsire.

Angel snapped out of his retrieve and for the first time noticed that his grandchilde had returned.

"I could feel your worry all the way upstairs." Spike told him.

"Sorry." Angel mumbled sitting down on the chair across from Spike.

They both just sat there in silence. Suddenly the door opened and Buffy came in on crutches with a nice cast on her foot. Spike and Angel jumped up at the sight of her. Angel rushing over to help her to the couch. "What happened?"

"She has a broken foot. She's to stay off it for a month. Oh and here are her pills. Three times a day, after a meal with water for two weeks." Giles told them as he placed the bottle of pills on the table.

"Told you it was broken." Spike said smugly.

"Shut up." She snapped.

Spike placed his hand over his heart. "You slash me with your words." He said with mock hurt.

"Spike! Shut Up!" Angel growled.

Spike did as he was told.

Angle looked up at Giles. "Thank you."

"No problem. I'll come to check on her after you leave for LA, just give me a call." He told the vampire.

"I don't think I'm going. I'll call Cordy and Wesley this afternoon, se if anything major is going on, if not I'll stay here." Angel replied moving to his beloved, who was seated on the couch next to Spike, her leg extended atop Spikes.

"Of course. Well let me know. I'll take me leave now. Take care Buffy. Goodbye Angel, Spike."

"Bye Giles." Buffy said, Angel and Spike only nodding.

"Okay up. Time to sleep." Angel said.

"I'm not tired." Buffy pouted.

"Don't care. You are going upstairs and you are going to sleep." Angel said sternly.

"Fine. You going to carry me?" She asked with a sweet smile.

"Come on." He said picking her up. Spike followed them, grabbing the bottle of pills. Once upstairs he put the pills on Angel's nightstand and then left to his room.

Angel helped Buffy change and tucked her in to bed. He walked out of the room and down to see hi childe. Angel knocked on the door and entered when he heard a "come in" being mumbled.

"Spike you up?"

"No I'm just talking in my sleep." He answered back rudely. "What do you want?"

"To thank you. You could have left Buffy for dead and you didn't. You brought her back her." He said.

Spike sat up in his bed and looked at his grandsire. "No reason I shouldn't have helped her. No matter how annoying she is, I like her. She's spunky. Besides, if she died who would I bicker with?"

Angel nodded. "Either way, thanks."

"No problem. Now, why are you really here?"

"To say thanks." Angel replied confused.

"Don't lie, that's not all you came here to say."

"You're right." Angel sighed moving to sit in the chair across the room. "I need your help."

"On what?"

"A few things. I'll pay you."
"Has potential. SO what do you need?"

"Well help with Buffy. If I have to go to LA later I need you to keep an eye on her. Make sure she takes her pills and stays off her feet."

"No problem. I'll do that for free. Unless she resorts to violence, then I'll have to charge. After all I can't defend myself."

"Of course."

"What else?"

"Patrol. With Buffy out of commission the Hellmouth needs someone to watch things. I don't want Giles to get hurt."

"Again no problem. I do that every night."

"Thanks." Angel said as he stood up.

"That it?"

"Yeah."

"Good. I'm tired and I'll need all the sleep I can get if I have to stay with the slayer all night." Spike said as he laid back down.

"Yeah I could use some sleep too. Night."
"Morning." Spike said with a grin.

"Not for us." He said leaving the room.