Previously: 'Fine. But if he pisses me off, I think I'm entitled to stake him' I grumbled.

A slight smile crossed the Watcher's lips. Either from me staking Angel or me having to patrol with Angel, I wasn't sure.

'Thank you Spike' Buffy placed a chaste kiss on my cheek.

Tonight was going to be a sodding 'blast'.

Chapter 30

Angel and I walked the night streets. I was trying really hard not to stake him, just for the sake of it. It was so tempting. It was easy to see he was doing the same thing. He had only agreed to this because of Buffy, as had I. Buffy and her bloody puppy eyes.

We had been given the last wave of patrolling, because everyone felt it was a better idea to have the nocturnal creatures awake and patrolling while the others slept. It made sense. Didn't mean I had to like it.

We had kept talking to a minimal and whenever we spoke it was only to point out flaws or to brag about how we had each saved the world. Angel thought he had won because he had 'signalled her with his eyes' to kill him. I readily sacrificed myself for the world, only to be saved at the last moment. I'm pretty sure I won the argument.

Patrolling was pretty boring. We staked a few vampires and then the night was quiet. I had pointed out to Angel that there was a club not far from where we were that served a fair few demons and vampires. After a few of the drinks, they got a bit rowdy. We could do a bit of killing there. Surprisingly Angel agreed.

We made our way to the club '29' and entered. This must have been where Angelina and Lorne had gone. There was sequins everywhere. That and demons. It was amazing.

We made our way over to the bar and I ordered a standard beer. Angel didn't want a drink. Ponce.

There were a group of demons huddling in a corner of the club, clearly gawking at something or someone.

'I'm going over there for a second' Angel pointed.

'Do I look like I care mate? Just call if a fight breaks out'

'Whatever Spike' and he strode over to the corner as I turned back to my James Boag.

A few drinks later, I was ready to head back to my apartment. I wanted a shower to wash away the Angel stink. The stench from his hair gel clung to every piece of my clothing. Damn Angel. I turned around to tell him that we were gonna leave, but I couldn't find him anywhere. Sighing and rolling my eyes I got up off my stool, downed whatever was left of my drink and went to search for the sod.

After twenty minutes of searching for the git, I still couldn't find him. There hadn't been any fights, so I have no clue what happened to him.

I left the club and headed home. If Buffy asked, I could say I made an effort to find him. I would even let Lorne read my mind if that helped.

But just which song would I choose? Maybe 'I wanna be sedated'… yeah that sounded good.

I laughed to myself on the way home.

~**~

Angel had gone over to the corner of the club and was met by a woman with the brightest red hair he had ever seen. It was redder than Willow's!

She was in a revealing red dress and dancing around flirting with all the men huddled around her. Which would explain the huddle of people. Angel was about to turn back to Spike and have a drink with him, but the woman turned around and smiled.

'And who is this? You're new here aren't you?' her voice was captivating. She was rather beautiful. Maybe he'd stick around for a while longer.

She continued to dance and flirt with the men, Angel included. Then her dancing stopped and she shooed the men away, asking Angel to stay and have a drink. He would have said no if she hadn't had asked for help. He had to help the helpless.

They sat down at a table and she explained that she was drinking pig's blood and hadn't killed anyone, a good thing for Angel to hear. She also explained that she was being stalked by some crazy demon and it was really starting to scare her. She had this feeling that he intended to kill her, and although she deserved it, she would rather die from slayer attack than another demon.

Angel understood that. There was something about her that didn't seem evil, as if she had a soul somewhere in there. Like Darla did when she had Connor. He agreed to help and so she said she'd go get drinks so that they could talk some more.

A few seconds after she returned with drinks of pigs blood, Angel felt an excruciating pain in his right shoulder. It was as if a blade had been wedged underneath his shoulder blade. The pain was bad. Real bad.

The red head just smiled.

'If you don't want to go mass murderer on innocent people, you might want to follow me now' she gestured to the bunch of people at the bar and in the lounge.

Angel could feel the drug now. It was coursing through his body at a fast rate. If it was anything like the drug he'd been drugged with a while ago, these people were about to meet Angelus. Angel nodded and the red head stood up and headed out the back door. Angel not far behind.

She led him past a few factories and finally turned towards one. It was a dressmaking factory. Weird place for a vampire like this woman, but Angel had seen stranger.

The woman kicked down the door and entered, Angel following. He didn't want to kill people, not when he felt he was so close to his 'Shan Shu' prophecy.

He was about to ask why he had been attacked, but another being grabbed him from behind. This person was a hell of a lot stronger than a drugged him right now, and so he was dragged to a table and chained to it.

The red head came into view and laughed.

'Doesn't it suck Angel. New town, new rules and the first night you get kidnapped'

So the red head had had a plan the entire time had she? She was lucky he was tied to a table.

'Oooh. Do we have a guest?' a voice asked. It sounded so familiar. From where did Angel know it? It was a voice he had known for a long time, he could tell that much. as if he had spent a lot of time with the person.

'Yes dear, we have a guest. Come meet Angel' the red head smirked.

Another figure came into view and it gasped 'Daddy?'

Now he could place the voice. 'Drusilla?'

The vampire Drusillia was overjoyed 'Daddy! Ally you found Daddy!'

Ally loved to see her Dru happy and couldn't help but laugh at the childlike pleasure.

'I did indeed' she hugged Dru around the middle. Dru leant into Ally's embrace.

'The moon told me you would' she smiled dreamily.

Angel couldn't get over the fact that Drusilla wasn't dead. Hadn't he killed her and Darla? Then again… Darla had lived. So there was a fair chance that Dru had too.

He could feel the effects of the drug well by now. His thoughts were clearing, but they weren't Angel thoughts. These thoughts that filled his head now were the thoughts of none other than Angelus'.

'May I ask why I'm tied to a table?' Angelus truly seemed confused. Then he seemed to remember 'Oh right. That drug. Good thinking Red'

'Do what I can' she curtseyed.

Drusilla was jumping up and down like a three year old. She began clapping her hands 'Daddy!' she squealed over and over.

A few minutes after Dru had calmed down just a little, Ally explained to the tied up Angel that they had to drug him in order to make Angelus appear. They needed Angelus to say a spell that would rid him of his soul, meaning Angel. Ally had said that after many conversations with Dru about Angelus and Angel, she figured Angel wouldn't give up his soul easily. So the drug had been chosen.

Angelus was impressed.

She also explained the reason for Angelus. Not only did they want him, so they could wreak havoc on the unsuspecting public, but if he pretended to be Angel, he could pick off slayers and the witch one by one, until there was no one left. Then the city would be theirs.

This impressed Angelus further. A vampire with a plan. Not something he usually went with, but if it meant getting rid if his cursed soul, he was in.

'Alright. bring on the spell!'

Ally handed him a sheet of paper with an ancient text on it. He was to read from it while Dru and Ally held candles. If the candles flared up and then blew out, it meant it worked. If not, well he was still stuck with a soul.

Ally handed Drusilla a candle and Dru stood on the left side of the table. Ally lit herself one and she stood on the right side. Angel held the paper up so he could read it.

'God of all that is evil and dark,

Take back your son, who has been shown the light,

And engulf his soul by candlelight'

He had to repeat this twice as instructed.

The candles flared, causing Drusilla to jump. She was still a bit touchy about fire, after what Angel had done to her. Then the candles blew out.

All was quiet for a few seconds.

'Did it work?' Drusillia asked.

'One way to find out' Ally quickly scanned the factory for pointy sharp items and threw them out into the backstreet. Then she came back and unchained Angel who had been lying there smiling.

When he stood, he stretched and yawned, then made a grab for Drusilla, who giggled. Angel pulled her in towards him and then spun her out. Drusilla giggled as she spun and twirled. Ally sat on the table and waited. She didn't like the fact that the two in front of her were so 'friendly' but if it meant the end of the slayers and her sister, she would live with it.

'It feels so good to be back!' Angelus cried. Drusilla clung to him like a child would cling to their mother.

'So now you're back, you'll stick to your side of the bargain won't you?' Ally asked. She couldn't wait to see her sister's face!

'Who do I get to kill first?' Angel asked with a fangy grin.

'Anyone you see as a threat?' Ally suggested.

'Sweet! I know just the one' Angel exclaimed.

'Who?' Drusilla asked.

'Ssh Dru. That's a surprise' Dru's face fell. Angel lifted her face towards his using his finger under her chin.

'Just know that you'll love to see her broken body lying on that table over there' he gestured to the table Ally was sitting on.

'Oooh! Please can I know?' Drusilla pleaded.

'If you must know… It's an old lover of mine' Angelus hinted.

'Old lover?' Ally raised her eyebrows.

'Yep' Angelus nodded with a grin.

'Name?' Ally asked.

'Buffy Summers' Angel gave a cruel smile.