Back inside the building, Angel began moving to hideout in his office, that paperwork wouldn't finish itself, only to find his wife sitting on his desk, nursing their angelic daughter. The sight brought a smile to his face, "Hey lover."

"Bonjour amour," Selene smiled back palely, the girl sucking at her wrist happily.

"Isn't she taking to the milk?" he questioned gently, careful to keep his voice extremely neutral.

"She is," his bride said softly, "I just miss the closeness." At this Angel smiled nodding in understanding.

Elsewhere in the building Spike entered his apartment with a small sigh. "Well love, good news and bad news."

Mana looked up from the floor where she sat on a blanket playing with William, "Oh? What's going on?"

"Good news is I can go pick up dinner now," he beamed at the pair proudly, "Bad news is you and the stray stay here."

At this the teen smiled softly, she had been pretty much homebound since they returned from the hospital with Will anyway.

Stroking her hair softly, Spike smirked again, "Angel tried to kill me, so I dumped a body on his car."

She frowned lightly, "Why did Angel try to kill you?"

"Bit of a disagreement," he smirked.

This time Mana returned the smirk, "You were teasing him again weren't you?"

"We were discussing Buffy and his kid," the blond said matter of factly.

"Baby why do you insist on pissing him off?" She bent down and put both her lips to the baby's tummy and blew making loud noises, smiling at the squeals of joy from the boy.

"Because I know what I damn well saw!" he snapped.

"Mm," she gently turned the boy over, frowning at a large bruise on his side. "Maybe it was your baby?" She said half distracted, "Babe did you do this?" She moved so he could see the discolored patch of skin.

Frowning at the bruises, Spikes temper began to get the best of him, "Of course I didn't! Exactly what the bloody hell are you implying woman?"

"I'm not implying anything baby, just trying to find out how he got it. You sure you didn't hold him a little too tight?" There was no tone of accusation in her voice merely curiosity as she was thinking if perhaps she might have done just that as well.

"I'm always careful with him. Maybe he rolled over onto a toy?" he asked, calming down.

"No I don't put him to bed with toys..." she trailed off.

Suddenly Spike began twitching softly his nose wriggling at the scent that only seemed to find him causing his manhood to twitch as well as the teen gently picked the boy up, "Maybe I should take him to Fred," she frowned lightly, looking to Spike. "What do you think babe?"

"Put him to bed," Spike said deeply, "See if it clears up in the morning." Slowly he licked his fangs, "Could of been the stray or the pixie holding him to hard."

The girl seemed hesitant but nodded laying him gently in his crib and leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead, while Spike began to undo his jeans, his eyes transfixed on her ass. The fabric of her lose fitting skirt was pulled tight to the curves of her bottom as she bent down, causing the older Brit to stalk over to her silently, quickly jerking the skirt and panties down rubbing his hard cock against her tight little asshole. Quickly she bolted upright with a jerk, startled at the suddenness of his actions, "What are you doing!"

"Taking what's mine love," he growled gently in her ear bending her back over.

She frowned lightly as she was bent over the crib, the baby looking up at her in shock, "Baby not like this. Not with him staring at me."

"Go to sleep Will!" Spike growled, moving her over to the bed, bending her over it, his hands covering her tummy as he held her still, eliciting a soft whimper from her as she let her face press into the mattress some. "Shh love, won't hurt a bit. You do trust me don't you?"

"Of course I do," Mana replied softly as he began lightly kissing her throat.