I just HAD to put Lorne in, he's funny, and I like him giving Angel all those nicknames, so I couldn't resist. Anyway, here's Chapter three: History. Have fun! Please RxR

'Hey, Angelpops. Long time no see, I'm a bit disappointed though, you don't call, you don't write. Most of us, figured you where dead, including me. But not Spike, and not Buffy.

They've always kept looking for you. Until Spike figured you'd have changed your name, how else could you disappear?'

Booth stared at him. 'Then how did you find me? Spike refuses to tell me, as usual.'

'We researched you're life. And look what name we found? Seeley Booth. I believe he was your best friend back in the days, wasn't he? That guy you took to all those parties, trying to both get laid?' Booth bit his teeth tot to hit him right here, right now. 'Don't you talk about him like that! Or about me. I'm not Liam anymore, I'm Booth now.'

'Yes, you've changed, but he never had a chance to, had he? So you're him now. Isn't that what you just said?'

'Just- Just stop asking me questions I can't answer.'

'Am I pissing you off now? Good! Maybe it's time they see your real face by now.'

'Booth, what is he talking about? Who is he?' Brennan asked.

Booth looked at her. 'And old friend or at least I thought he was my friend.'

'What is he talking about? Showing us your real face?'

'Believe me, you wouldn't want to know. It's not a big deal anyway.'

'Okay.' She looked at Lorne one more time. A closer look this time. 'Cool costume, but Halloween is only in a couple of months you know.' Lorne grinned. 'This isn't a costume, sweetheart.'

'How did you just call me?' Booth laid his hand on her shoulder. 'Sweetheart, he does that. He gives everyone nicknames. Especially me. Sadly enough. I never got him to stop doing that.'

Angela looked up and opened her mouth for the first time. 'Would that have anything to do with the "angelpops"-part?'

Brennan smiled. 'Angelpops?' She frowned. 'You never had a thing, did you?' Booth looked at her, like he had seen a ghost. 'No. Hell, no.'

'Yeah, you do have a thing with that place, don't you? You keep going there, but you just keep coming back. Even though we all begged you to stay.' Booth rushed over to him and pinned him to the wall, lifting his feet from the ground.

'Okay, that's it. I'm really pissed off right now. Another word, and it'll be your last, understood?' Lorne nodded his head, as Brennan was pulling at Booth' arm. It didn't move at all, it kindda felt like pulling at a statue. 'Booth stop it! Now! Please?'

Finally he relaxed his muscles, dropping Lorne on the floor. But Brennan yelling at him, probably had nothing to do with it. 'For evyone's sake, I'm just gonna take off now.' He looked at Spike and Lorne. 'And don't you try following me. If een Connor couldn't, what makes you think you can?' He hedded towards the elevalor, not once looking back.' Brennan looked at Spike. 'Who's Connor?'

'His son.'

'No, his son's name is Parker.'

'He has another one? How does he do that? How old is that Parker-boy?'

'I don't know, five, maybe six. Seven tops.'

'That can't be right.'

'Why not?'

'His son, Connor, is 20 now, well actually he's nine, but, that's a long story. He left LA four years ago. That Parker-boy can't be his. Lorne would have known. Which means the whole crew knew, which means, I knew. And I don't!'

'Euh, I did know about Parker. But he ain't six years old.'

'What? You knew? You knew and didn't tell us? Ever?' Brennan sushed him. 'You said Parker isn't six, then how old is he? Five? Seven?'

'Try 260.'

Bones looked confused. 'How can that boy be 260 years old? And how can he be Booth's son? He's like, what? 28?' Spike smiled. 'He didn't tell you either, did he?'

'Tell me what?' 'About Angel, and Liam, and Angelus? No wait, First it was Liam, then Angelus, and then Angel, and of course now, Seeley.'

'I- I don't understand? You're saying he changes names?'

'That's part of it, I'm saying he's like 280 Years old, and if Parker is about 260, that would mean he is could be his son. But then, Lorne, how is it that he's stil so little?'

'He's Liam's son, he was born when Liam was 20.' 'So, is he one of them? Could be, although Angelus usualy more went for the kill.' Brennan glaced at him. 'Angelus? You're talking about Booth now, aren't you?'

'Yes I am. Booth, Angel, Liam, Angelus, The demon with the angelic face,.. All one and the same.'

'The demon with the angelic face, you said?' Spike nodded. 'I've read that somewhere, Angela, could you look it up for me?'

'Sure. Just a second.' Angela walked over to her computer and started typing at superman-speed. 'Here it is, it's a legend: "Liam of Galway, born in 1727, was turned in a vampire in 1753; at the age of 27. By a vampire named Darla. The price is the loss of his human soul, along with his conscience, freeing Liam to act upon his darker impulses.

On the night he rises from his grave, Liam sets about murdering the entire community, culminating in an attack on his own house. He first kills his little sister, Kathy, who unknowingly invited the demon in, believing that Liam had come back to her as an "angel", subsequently killing his parents. Kathy's belief that he was an angel was likely the inspiration for his vampire name, "Angelus" (the Latinate for "Angel"). He is later described in historical volumes as "The demon with the angelic face. In May 1764, Angelus and Darla killed the family of vampire hunter Daniel Holtz. Holtz devoted himself to capturing Angelus and Darla, chasing them across Europe. Angelus and Darla had a near miss in France, after making too much noise by ordering room service and eating the waiters. Darla flees to Austria, leaving Angelus in a burning barn and riding off on their only horse. After meeting again in Vienna, Angelus and Darla sire the vampires James and Elizabeth. In Marseilles, 1767, Holtz tracks them down and manages to put numerous arrows in Angelus. Holtz briefly lost them in northern Africa, only to track Angelus to Rome in 1771. Instead of killing Holtz, Angelus and Darla realize that they have come to view him "like family" and make a sport of ruining his life. Holtz abandons his hunt and retires to York, until in 1773 a demon named Sahjhan offers to take him to the future where he may continue his revenge.

1789, Angelus - apparently alone for reasons unknown - encounters The Beast in Prussia, standing in a field of bodies, who seeks Angelus' aid in killing the Svear Priestesses, a group who wish to banish the Beast and who can only be killed by a vampire. When he declines to join with the Beast, he is met with violent reprisal, but a group of Svear priestesses banish the Beast while Angelus is passing out.

In 1860, Drusilla from London, a young woman "cursed" with the "sight," something her mother saw as "an affront to the Lord," catches the attention of Angelus. Drusilla and her sisters are all noted to be virgins, and Drusilla is described as having been "sweet, pure and chaste." While posing as her priest to torment her, Angelus killed her family, which caused Drusilla to flee to a convent. On the day she was to take her holy orders, Angelus massacred the convent (he had an obsession with nuns, including a massacre of those at "Our Lady of Lochenbee"). After having sex with Darla right in front of Drusilla, Angelus finally pushed her over the edge, driving her insane before he finally sired her. Drusilla is Angelus' "masterpiece," an everlasting example of his finest cruelty, as her immortality means that her torment shall never end.

Drusilla, in turn, sires William the Bloody, for whom Angelus largely served as a mentor and "role model". William, who later becomes known as "Spike," goes so far as to call the elder vampire his "Yoda" in School Hard. Angelus taught William about the art of mass slaughter, including an incident during a wedding party where Angelus beat the groom to death with his own arm. Angelus threatens to stake Spike in a London mine shaft in 1880, as punishment for putting the vampire quartet on the run after attracting too much attention. Angelus introduces Spike to the existence of the Slayer as a cautionary tale, but Spike takes it as a challenge.

In 1894, Angelus and Spike are captured by the Immortal's henchmen in Rome and hung by chains from a ceiling while the Immortal had a threesome with Darla and Drusilla. After the henchman free them with little explanation, the vampire duo are enraged when their respective consorts wax about the Immortal's actions. Both vow vengeance against the Immortal, but don't get close to him again until 2004, in the midst of a case for Wolfram & Hart. Darla and Angelus were also present at an earthquake in Budapest around the turn of the century, where Angelus was a particularly "bad boy". In 1898, while in Borşa, Romania, Angelus tortured and murdered the favorite daughter of a tribe of Kalderash Gypsies, apparently a birthday present from Darla. To avenge her death, the Kalderash gypsies curse him by restoring his human soul, thus afflicting him with a conscience and condemning him to an eternity of remorse for the crimes he has committed. Darla finds Angelus huddling in their apartment muttering about all the atrocities they have committed. Repulsed by his "filthy human soul", Darla tries to coerce the father of the dead Gypsy girl to reverse the curse; an overeager Spike kills the rest of the tribe while Darla is busy negotiating with the man. Seeing her leverage has been wasted, a frustrated Darla snaps the father's neck and leaves. Angelus is left homeless and scavenging the streets for rats. He attempts to kill a woman, but finds that he cannot bring himself to do so.

During the Boxer Rebellion in Beijing, China, the ensouled vampire, now known as "Angel", tries and fails to resume his life with Darla. To satisfy her, he starts killing humans again, but Darla notices that he is only hunting rapists and murderers, never targeting innocents. Darla catches Angel trying to hide a group of Christian missionaries from her. When Angel goes to feed on rats down at the waterfront, Darla kills the missionary family and brings back their infant child as a test for Angel. Unable to kill it, Angel flees with the baby and separates from Darla for good, stating that he can't continue to be something he's not.

Angel arrives in New York City through Ellis Island in 1902. Some time later, during the Great Depression, he traveled through Montana. He also visits Chicago during the 1920s. During World War II, Angel is coerced by The Demon Research Initiative into undertaking a secret mission: he must rescue an American submarine crew from three vampires (including Spike) who were captured by the Nazis as part of an experiment to create super-soldiers

During the mission, Angel is forced to sire a fatally-injured Sam Lawson in order for him to repair the submarine's engine, which was damaged during a German attack. Angel later claims to have known Bugsy Siegel around this time, in the early days of Las Vegas, Nevada's metamorphosis into a gambling mecca.

In 1952, while in Los Angeles, Angel was a resident at the Hyperion Hotel, the future base of Angel Investigations.[1] Although he tried to isolate himself, Angel was sought out by Judy, who had fled her home town after stealing a sum of money from her job when it was revealed that she had a black mother and a white father. Things quickly deteriorate when a string of murders and suicides gripped the hotel, and the guests become increasingly paranoid. As Angel learns, this is the result of a Thesulac demon, a demon living off fear. Although he initially tried to kill the demon, the guests at the hotel turn against him, and Angel is lynched. Surviving the hanging, and disgusted with the humans, Angel freely allows the demon to consume everyone inside the hotel.

In New York during the 1970s, Angel witnesses a robbery at a doughnut shop.[2] After the robber shoots an employee and runs away, Angel stays with the man as he dies, and then proceeds to feed on him. Disgusted with himself, Angel then exiles himself to the alleyways, where he spends another 20 years homeless and feeding on rats. After this, no one really know what happened, but some claim that two decades later, a shadow of his former self, the reclusive Angel is sought out by a demon named Whistler in 1996. Whistler persuades Angel to join the fight against evil. He then brings Angel to meet the newly-called Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers, in Los Angeles. The following year, when he and Buffy finally meet in Sunnydale, he introduces himself, not as Angelus, but as Angel."'

'That's not just a legend, it's his whole life-story, well exept his love for buffy, becoming Angelus again, being send to hell, coming back, having his soul back, laeving to LA, starting a detectif agancy, eventually leading the evil lawfirm 'Wolfram and heart, making it a good firm, stopping the apocalipse a couple of times and having almost all of his friends killed.' Lorne said, like it wasn't a very big deal. 'Okay, what?' Brennan asked. 'Sorry dear, I do atend to speak very fast.'
'Oh, not that. Angela already got me confused when she mentioned "vampire." And You claim that this Angel us is really Booth? Or the other way around.'
'Exactly, You're getting it.'

'Brennan, it's just a legend. You know just as good as I do, that vampires don't exist.' Angela said, from behind her desk. 'Then how do you explain the Spike-part; If I got it right, he's stading right in front of s, right now.'

'That's right, love. The one and only. But, just like our little hero here, I've got myself a soul, so you don't have to fear for a mass slaughting, which would happen if I didn't.'

Angela sallowed. 'Well, that's a relief.'

******

Booth stroll along the little alleys, hoping to find someone, or something to beat up. But like usual, when he was looking for a fight, he couldn't find one. How typical. Maybe he should just go back, that didn't have to mean he had to apologise. Spike would've told everyone by now. And if he didn't Lorne would have. Lorne, how could he say those things to hm? Lorne always was the happy one, it took a lot to piss him off. Without even notising he had walked in an alley. Trying to orient himself he lifted his head. He thew his head in his neck. Why this alley? Out of al the alleys he could have picked? This was the alley where he had seen Darla again. Hedidn't understand how, but he had. She wanted to know what happened to Connor, after that time she went to visit him. He told her the truth. That he had givven him up and that he was happy now, and that he didn't remember anything of his real life, his real childhood and his real parents. She had seemed happy with that. As every mom, she would have liked it better to have her son raised by his father, but all that mathered was that he was happy, which he never could be, when he was taking care of him. 'Come then, Darla, I could really use your help right now.' He mumbled. Not really expecting anthing to happen. As he turned around a familiar voice spoke to him. 'You know, you don't have to be in this alley to talk to me. Just your appartment is fine, actually, everywhere is fine by me.' He smiled. 'What are you smiling about?' Hims smile turned into a grin. 'Sorry, just, Have you any Idea how that sounded?' He turned around and faced her. 'Hi, Darla.'

'Angel.' She smiled. 'Is that really all you think about?'

'No, I do think about, ather things.'

'Yeah? Like what?'

'You know, …. Stuff.'

'Yeah, okay. That's really, vage.'

'Yeah, kindda.'

'Now, what do you need my help for? I can't stay forever, if I could, I would, and you know it.'

'Yes I do. And I ust need to talk to you, How am I gonna fix this? I can't keep running from the people that I love.'

'Why don't you start with telling me what happened?'

'Spike, that's what happened.'

'Spike? You mean William, right?'

'Yes. He found me, just now that I don't want to be found. And if that's not enough, he brought Lorne, and told everyone what I am.'

'Where you there when he did that?'

'Well, no. But I know he has. And if he didn't Lorne did.'

'Well, I can't fix that, but there is one thing I can do. They won't have any reason to fear you, then. That's what you're afraid of, isn't it? You're afraid they'll fear you.'

'Yes. Who wouldn't? What is it that you can do?'

'I'm not allowed to say. But I guarantee, they won't have a reason to feat you.'

'Then do it, things can't possebly get worse.' He closed his eyes as she places her hand on his chest. That felt a bit beird being touched by a ghost. He felt a tingeling going through his, starting at Darla's hand, going to his feet and head, efore falling down on his knees is pain. Daarla neer took het hand off of him. 'Shh, it's okay, love. It'll be all okay.' As she ran the fingers of her other hand through his hair. He tried smiling at her. But on the inside, he felt like his sou got ripped out of his chest.

Yes, I know, Why stop here? Okay, maybe it's not that much of a cliffhanger, but it's something. And still, WHY HERE? Just because I say so. No, because, the whole poit of the chapter would change if I went any futher. And Yes, I know, WHY did you put his WHOLE life-story into it? IT'S Boring, WE ALL KNOW THAT!!! You do, but Brennan an co, don't. So I had to. And if I'm putting the angelus-history in it, I'd better do it right. And as last one I would like to say that I wanted Darla in, because she was so great I the end. Anyway, PLEASE RATE AND REVIEW!!!!