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The characters of Buffy – the Vampire Slayer, Angel, and Forever Knight do not belong to me. I am only borrowing some of their characters.
Author's Note:
I'd like to thank fanficaddict and nelle-fang for being the best fans a writer could wish for. Additionally, in my first chapter of this fiction, I set this fiction about a year after the Angel finale episode. I have now set it at around five years after the finale episode. I want to put it at around the same time frame as my other fic, A Willow in Thorns. I am sorry for any confusion.
Chapter 4 – Her Heart Belongs To Daddy
“Drusilla!” Angel was furious and pushed her full force against the brick wall. Nick flinched as he saw her head smack the wall and come careening back. She picked herself up and shook her mass of inky black locks. She really was a beautiful woman, he thought. She started to giggle. “Again, Daddy! Again!”
Angel shook his head in resignation. **When will I ever learn? I've known her for over a century and I still forget. Pain only encourages her. His beautiful, insane Childe. I should've known she'd show up – she always does.** “What are you doing, pet?”
Nick looked askance at Angel. He had been black with rage. Now, he was like a man being patient with his troublesome child. And maybe she was. “Enchante, madamoiselle. How do you do? I'm Angel's..”
“..partner.” Angel finished.
“He's a frog.” she stated in a petulant voice. A frog, she called him. Hmmmm.
Angel chuckled at her. “Try not to take offense, Nick. I may have been able to get rid of her humanity, I even got rid of her sanity, but her Englishness? Never! Isn't that right, pet?”
She fluttered her eyelashes in what Nick could only describe as a coquettish manner and then looked her “Daddy” in the eyes. She grabbed his hand and held it up to her cheek. “Please, Daddy. Don't make me go away. I'll be good. I have been good. I've not been feeding on innocents.”
Angel raised one eyebrow skeptically. He lifted her chin with one finger and scented her breath. “I think not, Dru. I smell human blood.”
“Ooooh!” Drusilla stamped her foot petulantly. “I said innocent blood, Daddy. Those people I ate weren't innocent. They were bad. One man was selling those bad medicines. The ones that give me the bad migraines. Another was a robber. And I also fed on a murderer. See, not innocent all?”
Nick was amazed and a little appalled at this creature. She had lifted her head up higher, she was sure she had made her “Daddy” proud. And Angel just stood there looking at her with a mixture of admiration and exasperation. It was all very strange. Nick coughed to get their attention. “Maybe we should carry on the conversation somewhere else. I have a friend who has a club very near here. We can get a personal room there easily.”
Drusilla shifted her gaze to the frog. Nick tried to return her gaze but there was just something about her. It was like she could see right through you. He wasn't sure he wanted to be around her. Well, not for very long, anyway. She bowed her head to him and walked ahead of the two men. Nick shook his head to clear it and looked at Angel. He was smiling that kind of Mona Lisa smile that made you wonder what he was thinking.
“So, Nick, you've met Dru. That only means one thing.”
“And what's that?”
“Spike won't be far behind.” And with that cryptic comment, Angel opened the door for Dru.
Later, at the Raven---
Janette's head went up when she picked up his scent. **Nicolas. Excellent.** She was wearing her off-the-shoulder velvet gown, the color of sherry. Nicolas' favorite. Ah, there he was with some... **Mon Dieu! It was that one.** She remembered him from Vienna, an evil, cruel bastard. **What was he doing with Nicolas?**
Angel looked across in the very beautiful woman's eyes. **She knows me. Or, rather, she knows Angelus. These meetings were always awkward.** “Enchanted, madame. Nick had forgotten to mention how truly beautiful you are. Have we met? I'd hate to think I could forget such a woman.” He turned to Dru. “Dru, pet, do you remember meeting her?”
Dru smiled and looked at the beautiful lady. And so fashionable. Dru always admired a lady who took such care with her appearance. “No, daddy, I don't remember her. Daddy's right, you're very beautiful. And, so fashionable, too. Ladies today don't take such care. Right, Daddy?”
Angel nodded pleasantly. Janette softened towards the rather odd woman. She was dressed elegantly, very elegantly for today. However, she was still very nervous around the vampire that she was sure was the monster Angelus. Nick smiled at her and leaned towards her to give her a peck on the cheek. “Good evening, mon cher. You're lucky she didn't call you a frog. We came to see if we could use one of your private rooms for a conversation.”
Drusilla huffed. "She's not a frog, you are. It's obvious that she's Parisian, not French."
Janette chuckled, she was starting to really like this girl.“Quite right, my dear. A room, cherie? Refreshments?”
“That sounds lovely. I'll have an Irish whiskey and Dru's partial to sherry.”
Janette nodded to the barman and then led the way to the back of the very busy club. As soon as they were settled in the back with their drinks, Janette turned her attention to Angel. “You are the monster Angelus, non?”
Angel chuckled and turned towards Nick. “Never can run away from that bad reputation of mine. It's usually not so bad in the Americas, but, in Europe?”
“Oui, the Scourge of Europe, a well-earned appellation.” Janette replied coldly.
“What can I say? I bored easily.” Angel sighed. “At any rate, I'm not the same man. Ask Drusilla here. I was cursed with a soul. Now I don't feed off of humans anymore and I'm just trying to earn my redemption. At least, I don't look for non-existent cures.”
Nick glanced with askance with irritation at his partner. “It just hasn't been found yet.”
“Tsk-tsk. I do believe someone's in denial.” Angel chuckled. “No cure. None. Stop deluding yourself. All you can hope for is redemption."
“But we had so much fun, Daddy!” Drusilla protested.
“Ah, yes, pet. You were always such a quick study, dear.” Drusilla preened under his praise. “But, Dru, dear, you can't stay with me.”
“Oooh, Daddy!” She petulantly cried. “I want to be a family again.”
“But, sweetheart, your step-mummy's the Slayer. It's just not going to work. Buffy'll look at you and stake first, ask questions later. You know that, baby. I do love you, but I love her more.” Angel soothed. “Not to mention, you're insane and evil.”
“But, Daddy, I'm only insane and evil because you care about me. Most of your others are just dead.”
Angel shook his head in exasperation. Talking to Drusilla was a little like rowing a canoe upstream with only your hands to propel you. One step forward, five steps back.
“Nicolas! There's a slayer in town?”
“Um... yes, Janette. She's bears his mark.” At hearing this, Janette looked at Angel in shock. It was unheard of, a vampire and a slayer. And especially this particular vampire.
Angel chuckled and then he noticed that Janette and Nick had just become particularly attentive. Hmmm, interesting, he thought. He looked over at Dru. She smiled knowingly. “I think their Daddy or Mummy's here.”
“Indeed, Dru.”
The door opened and in walked a rather patrician looking man dressed all in black. His eyes scanned the room, pausing briefly at Angel with interest, and then stopped completely. He looked at Drusilla warmly, his eyes sparkling. As he reached out for her hand, Angel's hand snapped out and grabbed his wrist. A low growling filled the room, and Angel's eyes bore into the newcomer's filled with menace.
“LaCroix, be careful.” Nick warned, his voice low with caution. “He's her Sire.”
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