Summary: What happens if Buffy and Angel had more help getting back together than they thought?

Most chapters will be in Taylors POV

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New York Manhattan 1987

I was walking across the rooftops of the buildings, the most useful way to hunt for vampires. And I was equipped with my state of the art wooden heels and guitar. But before I tell you about that night I should tell you about me, myself, and I. Me: Taylor Aarons, a musician. Myself: a girl that has been the same age of 14 since for 9 years. I: a homeless girl that fights vampires after singing at local bars. Living the dream.

Anyways back to vampires. I saw about a dozen or so surrounding a homeless man looking like a twenty- something or so. And you're asking, how a teenage girl can kill a dozen vampires with just a guitar and wooden heels. The heels have little tips that spring out on command that make handy stakes. And the guitar was my master piece. First, it's obviously wood but at the top a crossbow can be taken out, a broadsword on the side, cross carved in on the back, and to top it off the whole thing was glossed over with holy water. The ultimate killing machine. Oh, and also I'm part demon. So I have a lot of extra strength.

I jumped. Actually I flipped but, it was only like two stories or so. My aim was pretty good I landed on two vampire's backs hitting them with my spiked heels. Flipped off of them and landed on two more. I landed next to the man they were attacking.

"How the hell did you do that?" he was weak, easy prey for any vampire.

"What's the matter Angelus, need a little girl to help you fight any run of the mill vampire?" Oh Shit, no they didn't.

"Hey so not little here." That set me off majorly. I went into attack mode and took out the broadsword. Cutting the smartasses head off that called me little. Then presumably went after the other seven in the same fashion.

When that was all finished I boldly went to the man that they called Angelus. "So, you're the Angelus, Scourge of Europe. What's a vamp like you doing starving in the streets of New York? And what happened to the motley crew? How about I buy you some dinner?" I picked up my guitar and started walking, not waiting for him to follow. After a few seconds tough he did start to walk. The time was only about eight or so.

"The butcher's shop down the street is open until nine. We can get you some blood there, then head over to my place." I informed him.

"Why are you doing this for me? You know that I killed thousands and had help. But you offer an invitation to your house and food and money for more." He questioned.

"I don't believe in judging from a person's past, but what they do now. And you don't seem to be doing anything harmful at the moment, so what's the real damage." I said as we entered the shop. "Hey Marty how's the day going for you? So I need you to do me a favor. In the back can you check how much pig's blood you've got? And don't lie to me I would know." Marty got a frightened look on his face and scurried to the back.

"Does she house a lot of vampires? Well, she can't be one because she has a heartbeat." He was talking to himself but I could still hear him.

"Yeah, Tay we have some in the back how much do you need?" Marty came back to his luck with bags two bags full of the blood.

"Two should be good. How much do I owe you?" I asked.

"My Manager said free of charge, being that we only throw this stuff out. Good luck with whatever it is that you need it for."

"Thank you Marty" I said in a calm but I can still kill you kind of way. "Come on, home sweet home is two blocks away. You won't die… oh wait, too late." He didn't laugh "No sense of humor huh?" No reply.

He wasn't moving. No one was. I think time had stopped then.

"Warrior, we request that you leave his presence immediately." A booming voice commanded suddenly three figures came forwards. The first one, the one that had called to me, a man with jet black hair, and two women one that looked the same as the male and a small girl looking about my age with blonde hair.

"And if I don't?" I asked.

"You were not meant to meet him until later. There is another demon that will come in time for the vampire." The small blonde women said.

"And his name is what exactly?"

"He is the demon Whistler. We need him to show the vampire his calling." The black haired women stated

And that would be what?"

"He is to help the slayer. He is her soul mate. But neither one can be told. And before you ask there will be a new slayer. Niki Reed is gone. Anything else?"?

"Just two more. One who are you? And why was I supposed to meet him later? Does that mean that I have a different role?"

The three looked at each other. "We are the Powers that Be." They said at the same time. "Your are to keep the vampire and the slayer together." Time started to move.

"Um. I never got your name. But are we going to your apartment."

I was to bewildered to talk. "Uh.. Sorry but I have to go… somewhere. But one thing real fast. When a whistler comes, listen to his song." And with that I left.

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