The Next Day In LA (still while Angel is in Sunnydale the first time)

"Doyle?"

"Delia? What are you doing phoning me so early?"

"Umm… we need some manly help over at my place?"

"What kind of help?" Doyle was suspicious even this early on a morning when he had nothing to do and had been drinking the night before – but the, when was that not true!

"The kind where I call you and you come help!"

"I'll be there in a few, Princess."

Tina looked around her in amazement. How did that many bugs and other stuff get in, in just one night? How was it possible? Something demony had to be responsible. She might not have been an expert, but some things you just knew. She knew it wasn't possible, therefore, by logic, something weird was responsible. It made complete sense.

Sometimes Tina wondered about the strange turns her life had made since arriving in LA. Meeting Russell and finding work (even if it was just waitressing) seemed relively normal until she met Angel, Buffy, Cordelia and Doyle. Not to mention Buffy's little sister, who was only twelve and yet knew so much more about the world than her.

Tina was two years older than Buffy and Cordy, and yet Buffy was so much more grown up – like she had some huge responsibility or something. Tina knew she had, like super-powers or something, but she couldn't be the only one! With enough vampires as the others said there were, not to mention other demons that Angel said were pretty normal (he said something about zombies too, but then she just zoned out) and commonplace. It wasn't like Buffy would be the only person with that responsibility – she probably only recently found out too. Maybe on her eighteenth birthday or something? It still seemed pretty young to Tina though. She was twenty and had trouble adjusting; imagine what it must be like for a teenager!

She was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Cordy's frantic cries that she wasn't opening the door until she knew who it was. She had just invited Doyle over – who else would it be!

"You actually live here?"

"Yes, - okay? Is it my fault that maid service was interrupted? It was supposed to go, home, hotel, hotel, husband. Now can we move on?"

Behind Cordy, Tina sniggered at the look on Doyle's face. She really had to work on getting them together.

Oh my god I am so tired. It's just gone midnight, and even though I don't have school tomorrow, I should probably go to sleep. I will write some more in the morning – I've finished all of my weekend homework! Of course, I still have an essay and maths that I have been advised to do, but that can wait till Sunday or Monday morning. Tomorrow is my designated chilling day. However, most of my friends are busy, so it will just be me and the computer hanging out…

And my internet has only just been fixed, so everything that came before this sentance was actually written last friday (it's tuesday now). anyway, i now know how i am endding this story, and the whole thing will become a series that follows (mostly) the plot lines, but each story doesnt nessecarily have to end when the season does. this one will end just after the angel episode 'eternity'. but i'm not quite sure how to get from here to there - i will most likely just missout most episodes, and only do the bits that have changed drasticly.