Angelus glanced up at the slamming of the door. He grinned as he heard grumbling from the living room.

"Bloody hell, Peaches is going to stake me. I can't believe that this is happening to me." Spike stepped into the kitchen and frowned. "Hey, daddy."

"Boy," Angelus smiled. He stood up swiftly, walking to his childe. He growled softly, grabbing the younger vampire by his arms. He pulled the blond to him and kissed him hard. Angelus moaned approvingly as Spike's hands traveled his body. Spike squeezed his sire's ass, then pulled the older man to him.

Angelus pressed his arousal against his childe. "William," he murmured into his childe's ear. "What are you doing in LA?"

Spike growled, pulling away angrily. "You aren't going to be very happy with me." He frowned and turned his back to his sire.

Angelus put his hand on his favorite childe's shoulder. "Spike, what is it?" He was concerned. Spike was really upset.

"I lost her," Spike said softly, wincing. The beating he expected never came. He turned his head, glancing over his shoulder. "You aren't going to hurt me?"

Angelus pressed against Spike, his cock still rock hard from the kiss earlier. "No, I'm not angry with you. There is no reason to hurt you."

Spike turned around, his lips inches from Angelus'. "But you don't understand, Sire. I *lost* Red! She up and left Sunnyhell without telling anyone! I tried to find her, but no one knew anything. She could be anywhere now. Anyone could be hurting her right now."

Angelus cocked his head. "No, I believe she's asleep right now."

"What?" Spike asked, frowning. "How do you know that?"

"Because she came to daddy," Angelus purred.

"What?" Spike asked, looking up at Angelus. "What do you mean?"

"Come on, Spikey, my boy. I have something to show you."

*-*-*-*

Spike whistled appreciatively. Willow was sleeping in Angelus' bed, naked. She was on her stomach, her arms above her head. The covers were low on her hip, showing the length of her back. "She's even more beautiful than I thought," Spike whispered.

"She was dancing at The Bloody Kiss. I claimed her."

Spike chuckled. "Apparently."

Willow stirred. "Angelus?" she asked softly. She turned over and gasped, covering her breasts. "Spike!" She grabbed at the sheet and pulled it to her neck. She looked at Angelus in horror. "What's. . .what's going on here?"

"Well, you know my boy Spike," Angelus grinned. "He has, after all, been in Sunnydale with you."

"Yea. . ." Willow said softly. "What are you doing here?"

Spike looked at Angelus. The older vampire nodded. Spike turned to Willow, a grin on his face. "I lost you. I had to come tell Peaches."

Willow frowned in confusion. "Ok, I don't get it. What am I missing?"

Angelus sat on the foot of the bed. "Well, Willow, as I've been keeping secrets from everyone in Sunnydale, so has my boy."

"Imagine it, pet. I come back to the Hellmouth to get the Gem of Amara." Spike nodded his head at Angelus. "Sire wanted it."

"Wait, wait." Willow sat up. "You two like each other? Since when?"

"Since Peaches got back from hell," Spike replied. "So I go to get the Gem and Slayer played right into my hands, giving it to him. It was too perfect. Peaches planned that. He was always the planner of the two of us."

Angelus grinned.

Willow turned to Angelus. "I thought you destroyed it!"

"I destroyed a ring, but not the Gem. I'm not an idiot, Willow," Angelus smiled.

Willow frowned, then looked up at Spike. "So then. . .you getting caught by the Initiative. . .was that real?"

"Yea, the bloody Commandos did put the chip in my head," Spike growled. "However, Angelus had it removed shortly thereafter. I called him as soon as I escaped. . .that was part of the reason he was in town during Thanksgiving. He had to get the bloody chip removed. And that's when he had the brilliant plan of infiltrating the Scooby Gang, so I could watch you. You were so upset over Dogboy. He was worried about you, Red."

Willow paled. "So you've been faking the pain all this time?"

"Yea," Spike grinned. "Bloody brilliant, isn't it?"

"But. . .I thought. . .and. . ." She frowned. "Oh, god. It makes sense. . ." She sighed. "Hey, I thought that Marcus tortured you, Angelus. Hot pokers and all that."

Angelus grinned. "He did. It's called foreplay, lover."

Spike ran his hand along Angelus' arm. "You were bloody awesome that night, Angelus."

"Oh, goddess," Willow whispered, laying back. "So all this time. . ."

"Bitchy has thought I was poor defenseless Spike. I could have broken her neck at any time, and she would have never known."

"Why didn't you?" she asked quietly.

Spike glanced at Angelus. "My sire told me not to. I would have ruined everything." He shrugged. "I actually can follow a plan, if it's a good enough one to keep me from getting bored."

Willow's head was swimming. Angelus she could accept. Spike, however. . . She knew that he wouldn't have killed her, but he could have killed anyone of her friends at any time. "Oh, goddess. . ." she whispered, turning over.

"Willow?" Angelus asked.

"Go away," she whispered.

"What?" the brunette vampire said, standing up.

"Go *away*!" she sniffed. "Just leave me alone for a while, ok?"

"Come on, Peaches. Let's go talk in the living room," Spike said, tugging at his sleeve. "Red's just learned a lot of stuff, and we need to let her sort through it."

Angelus glared at him.

"Angelus, I've been around her for the last year. I know how her mind works. She'll be fine in a little while." He started pulling his sire out of the room. "We can go sit in the living room and talk. I have to update you on the Scooby Gang's going ons anyway."

Spike and Angelus walked out of the room. Willow buried her head in the pillow and started to sob.