Everyone was in the library -- Willow, Oz, Xander, Cordelia, Giles, and Kathleen. They were waiting the arrival of Buffy and Angel. They had left a while ago for patrol. As soon as they got back, they were going to research Kalios, the demon Buffy and Angel had fought the previous night.

They decided to start without them, seeing as how they were quite late. "I'm sure they'll be here in a little bit," Kathleen said, hopefully. A part of her, a part of everyone, was hoping that they were just late and not in some kind of trouble.

Just then, Buffy and Angel walked in the door. "Where have you been?" Kathleen snapped, angrily. "We have been waiting for an hour for you guys to show up."

Angel looked amused. "Now you know how I feel when you never come home." Buffy grinned at his comment.

"This is not about me, Dad," Kathleen responded, trying to shy away from her flaws and focus on Angel's.

"Fine, I'm sorry. We won't do it again. I promise," he said as he started to laugh.

"As long as you promise," she said back to him.

Buffy interjected, "You are so adorable, all fathery." She smiled up at him as she took his hand.

Cordelia was getting sick of them always "drooling" over each other. "And you two are so cute, I think I might vomit," she said, sarcastically. Buffy just rolled her eyes.


A few hours had past and they were all still in the library. Some were researching and others were... well, not. Buffy and Angel were by the counter. Giles and Cordelia were sitting at the table. Willow and Oz were on the stairs. Xander and Kathleen were in Giles' office getting more books.

Kathleen started to come out of the office when someone burst into the library. It was Spike. At his entrance, everyone looked up. Kathleen started to get a little bit nervous because he and her father were now in the same room. When Angel realized who it was, he moved in Kathleen's direction, as did Spike. That's why he was there. "Kat, I've been looking everywhere for you."

Everyone just stood where they were and watched the exchanges between Spike and Kathleen.

Kathleen was interested. "How did you find me?"

"Well, I heard that you were hanging out with the Slayer and this is where she spends all her time, so I came to the conclusion of you."

"Spike, just go away." She stepped slightly in front of Angel.

"I don't think so, luv. Not after I've come all this way." He grabbed her arm and started to bring her towards him.

Angel decided it was time to jump in. "Leave her alone."

Spike turned his attention to Angel, but didn't let go of Kathleen. Instead, he pulled her right to him, grasping her left arm. "What's it to you? Oh, she's an innocent, right? Trust me. She's not that innocent." Spike scoffed.

Kathleen tried to free her arm, but it wasn't working. "I said let her go," Angel commanded.

Spike stepped toward Angel, still with Kathleen in his grasp. "This is none of your business."

Angel quipped back, "Oh, it *is* my business." He started to get angrier.

Kathleen jumped in, "Daddy, no. Please don't."

Spike was confused. He looked back and forth between Angel and Kathleen. "Daddy? He's your father? Well, well, well. I never would have guessed. I'm shagging Angel's daughter. I never thought I'd see the day when that happened. Well, Angel, you've got quite a daughter here... and I do mean *quite* a daughter." He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

At that, Angel grabbed him by the throat and rammed him against the wall. Kathleen shouted, "Daddy!" and ran after them. Buffy got off of the countertop she had been sitting on and went over to Angel calmly. "Angel, stop."

Kathleen started to get upset, although she didn't know why. She didn't even really like Spike. "Daddy, please, let him go."

Angel never took his eyes off of Spike. "I don't think so." Spike started to laugh, amused by how angry he could make Angel just by having "fun" with his daughter.

Kathleen decided to take her anger out on Spike, especially since he was the cause of it. "Spike, you couldn't just stay away could you? Why couldn't you just leave well enough alone? This is all your fault, you know."

Spike's smile shot off his face and he turned his attention to Kathleen. "My fault? How is this my fault? I'm the one up against a wall here."

Kathleen shot back, "And how did you get there?"

"Your father, I believe."

"Oh, like you didn't provoke him."

Spike made innocent eyes at her. "Me?"

"Right, like you had nothing to do with it. I was standing right there. I *have* ears." Everyone was a bit bewildered, but amused by their conversation. "Just leave me alone. One night was one night. Nothing more. Get over it." She turned to Angel. "Please just let him go so he can leave." Angel looked at her and then released Spike.

"Finally," Spike commented. "But as I recall, it was more than one night. It was more like three."

Kathleen became embarrassed at the comment. "Spike, if I wanted everyone to know about my se...," she stopped herself, remembering Angel was standing there, "...personal life, I would tell them. It's over. Go." She looked deep into his eyes, trying to predict what he would do or say next, but she couldn't.

"This is all for your benefit, you know," Spike told Angel. "If you weren't around, we'd...well, we wouldn't still be here." He turned to Kathleen. "This isn't over."

Angel interjected, "Oh, I think it is."

Spike started to back away. "Far from it."

Angel moved closer to him and threatened, "You touch her, you even come near her again, and I will rip your heart out. Get out." At that, Spike walked out of the library.

Angel told Kathleen, "He's not going to give up until he has you. You've become an obsession. Spike doesn't give up on his obsessions."

Kathleen was worried. "I know. I can't believe I got myself into this. *Why* did I get myself into this?"

Angel glared at her. "You tell me." He went and sat at the table. Buffy joined him. Kathleen went over but didn't sit down, instead she started to pace, not sure what she was going to say exactly.

Everyone was awaiting her explanation until finally she spoke. "Okay, I didn't really tell you everything before, I left out a little bit... I was in a bar one night. Spike came up to me and we started talking. After a couple of hours, we left the bar to go for a walk. We ended up at..." She didn't want to finish her thought. The idea of her father knowing this made her feel ashamed and uncomfortable. "..his hotel room."

She continued, "I didn't know he was a vamp until... until later when he tried to bite me. He was a little bit surprised to find out that I was one, too. I didn't even think he would really remember. He didn't seem like that kind of, well, vampire. Besides, we were both a little bit drunk. No, make that a lot drunk."

Xander interrupted, "Yeah, but didn't he say you guys... were together for like three days?"

Kathleen answered, "Right...well, uh... he... he didn't really want me to leave. I should have realized then that he would be like this."

Angel looked up at his daughter with concern in his eyes. "Did he hurt you?"

Kathleen knew what he was thinking. She just wanted to ease his mind. "No... No, nothing like that," she replied, even though it was just a little bit of a lie.

Angel could see it in her eyes that she wasn't telling him everything. "Are you telling me the truth?" he openly asked.

She stared at him for a moment before opting to reply with, "Daddy, in all the ninety-four years that I've been alive... and undead, have I ever lied to you?"

Angel glared at her, "Do you really want me to answer that?"

Cordelia decided to give her input. "Of course you have. Every child has lied to their parents. I lie to mine all the time. Do you really think I tell them what I do in my car?"

Kathleen glared at her, wanting her to just shut up. "Thank you, Cordelia, but you're not really helping the situation." She turned back to her father, waiting for him to say something.

He finally did, "Alright." He kept staring at her, trying to make sure she wasn't lying to protect Spike. He then turned his attention to everyone else. "Until he leaves town, if he ever does, someone always needs to be with Kathleen. She can never be alone. If he gets her... there's no telling how far he is willing to go..."


Spike was walking in the sewers. "Who does he think he is? She *wants* to be with me. She was only being like that because he was there. I know she loves me and I love her. I just have to show her." He smiled, getting an idea, and kept walking.


Everyone was still at the table, contemplating the situation. Angel gave instructions. "Tonight, Little Bit, you are going to have to stay with Buffy."

Kathleen looked at him with a smile. "So I get to stay at the mansion then."

If he could blush he would have. He replied, "No. Tonight you *and* Buffy are going to stay at *her* house."

Buffy was about to protest but Angel interrupted her, "No, I can't come. I don't think your mother would really go for that."

Buffy whined, "Why not? She knows I stay at the mansion with you." She started to pout, the "I know you really want to agree with me" pout that she always gave him when trying to win an argument.

He finally gave in. "Fine."

Cordelia quipped at their exchange, "Oh, get a room already."

Buffy looked up at Angel, "What a good idea."

Angel smiled at her, "Uh, there *are* other people in the room. My *daughter* is in the room."

Kathleen laughed as she said. "Oh please, Dad. Why do you think I anchored your soul? Besides, it's nothing I've never done." Angel glared at her. "That's probably not the argument I should have went with, huh?"

Buffy laughed, "Probably not."

Angel started to usher Buffy and Kathleen towards the doors. "I think it's time we go before you two say anything else. We'll see you all tomorrow."


Buffy, Angel, and Kathleen entered Buffy's house. "Mom?" Buffy called out.

"I'm in the kitchen!" her mother's voice sounded. They all went into the kitchen. Without looking up from the papers she was working on, Joyce said, "Hi, honey. How was your day?"

Buffy responded, "Rather eventful."

Joyce became a little worried as she said, "How eventful?" Then she noticed Angel and a girl standing next to her. "Oh, hello Angel."

Angel acknowledged her, "Mrs. Summers."

Joyce then looked at the girl. "Um... hello."

Kathleen responded happily, "Hi, I'm Kathleen."

"It's nice to meet you, Kathleen." Joyce said as she looked to Buffy for an explanation as to why they were there.

Buffy looked at her and started to explain. "Okay, this is Kathleen... Angel's daughter. She needs to stay here so we can protect her from Spike. He is totally obsessed with her and we need to make sure he doesn't hurt her. Okay, great. We'll be upstairs," Buffy said, all in one breath and started to walk out of the kitchen, but Joyce stopped her.

"Wait, Angel's daughter? Your daughter?"

Angel looked at Kathleen and said, "Yes."

Joyce was confused. "How is that possible? I didn't know vampires could have children, although I don't know much about vampires. What about your soul? I thought...," her voice trailed off. Buffy came to her rescue.

"Mom, calm down. We don't know how, but it *is* true. This is Angel's daughter. That's not the most important point to focus on right now, though. Right now, we have to protect her from Spike. He wants her."

Joyce was trying to absorb everything. "Spike? Wasn't he the one you were talking to about Angel the night you ran away?" Buffy had forgotten about that. She had forgotten about inviting him into her home.

Angel had no idea what she was talking about. "You invited Spike into your house? Why?"

Buffy's eyes saddened as she remembered. "When you didn't have your soul and you had Giles, we worked together. Although once he had Drusilla, he left me there to die..." She trailed off the last few words, not wanting to remind Angel of trying to kill her. "So, anyway, I guess staying here is out. I guess we'll have to try Giles. She can stay there."

Angel, now knowing that Spike had been in her house, said, "Buffy you can't stay here. Neither can your mother. He'll try and use you to get Kathleen."

Buffy nodded her head. "Okay. Let me get some clothes. Mom, you're gonna have to come too. Why don't you go pack some stuff." Joyce did as she said.


The four arrived at Giles' house. They parked the car and headed inside. They knocked on the door, waiting for Giles to answer. Giles opened it and said right away, "Why don't you all come in." He seemed a little anxious. As they walked in, they found out why.

Spike was there. He had Willow. "Spike!" Kathleen yelled.

Buffy angrily asked, "How did you get in?"

Spike smugly remarked. "Oh, Giles here was nice enough to invite me in."

Buffy commanded, "Let her go."

Spike took his chance to get what he wanted. "Fine. Willow for Kat."

Angel was not about to let that happen. "How about Willow for your life?"

Spike smirked, "I don't think you're in any position to give me orders." Willow groaned in pain as he twisted her arm behind her back.

"What makes you think you'll get out of here without a stake in your heart?" Buffy asked, gruffly.

He replied, "The fact that you don't want me to kill Willow or Kat."

Tears rolled down Kathleen's face as she realized what she had to do and what it would most likely mean. "I'll go with you, just please don't hurt her."

Angel quickly commented, "Little Bit, no."

She turned to him. "Daddy, I have to. I can't let him hurt her because of me."

Spike's grin grew wider. "Very good. Now you're catching on." He started to move towards the door, still with Willow in his grasp. As soon as he opened the door, he instructed as he took a stake out of his pocket, "Kat, let's go."

She walked towards him. As soon as she was right in front of him, he let go of Willow and grabbed her. He pressed the stake on her chest, where her heart was. "Now, if you follow us, I'm going to have to stake her. I don't want to, but I will if I have to." He backed out slowly. When he was out of the arch way, he shut the door.

Angel ran over and opened the door, but Spike and Kathleen had disappeared. He punched a hole through the wall he was standing in front of. "Damnit!"

No one knew what to say to him. Buffy went over to him and hugged him. "Angel, we'll get her back. Don't worry."

Angel looked at her and remarked, "Don't worry? You couldn't possibly even begin to imagine what Spike is capable of. He was a murderer even before he was a vampire. I lived with him for many years. I watched what he did to people. He likes to play games with his victims. Kathleen won't give in to them. He will eventually get bored and kill her. She may be his obsession now, but soon she will just be another victim."

The room was silent.


Kathleen woke up to find herself in a bed, wearing a white nightgown. She couldn't remember anything, just that her head was pounding. She tried to take in her surroundings. She noticed she was lying in a bed with a red canopy, which she had already figured out, but the room didn't have much else. It was sparsely furnished with only, besides the bed, a dresser and a table with a chair...and no windows.

Then everything came back to her. She had been kidnapped by Spike and then knocked unconscious, but that was it. She got out of bed, but was really dizzy from the blow to her head. She could barely stand. She walked over to the door and tried to open it, but it wouldn't even budge. She then went back and sat on the bed. *What am I going to do? How am I going to get out of here? There are no windows and the door is stuck.* She decided to wait until Spike came back to try and make her escape. She laid back down and stared at the top of the bed until she drifted off to sleep.


Kathleen woke up again, but this time she was not alone. Spike was sitting at the table, staring at her. "Hello, luv. Sleep well?" he asked, rising from the chair. He made his way over to the bed.

She just stared at him, trying to anticipate his next move. "Yeah, great," she responded, sarcastically.

"How are you feeling?" he asked actually sounding concerned.

"Like someone hit me over the head."

He replied, in defense, "I'm sorry I hit you. I wouldn't have done that if only you would have cooperated."

She started to get angry. "Well, when someone takes me against my will, I tend not to be so cooperative."

Spike declared, "I did not take you against your will. You came with me."

She laughed. "Only because I didn't want you to hurt Willow."

He reached out to touch her cheek, but she moved her head. He enlightened her. "Yes, well, things will change." He got up and walked out, closing the door behind him. She could hear him locking it from the outside. She realized the only way she was ever going to get out was either if he let her go or if she escaped while he was here, which was definitely going to be difficult.


Everyone was sitting in Giles' living room, even Joyce, especially since it wasn't safe to go home. They were trying to devise a plan to get Kathleen back.

Buffy was reviewing what they knew. "Okay, we know that he isn't at the factory. He isn't *that* stupid. The only other place we know of that he has stayed at is the mansion and there is no possible way he could be there seeing as Angel lives there."

Xander interrupted, "So, basically, we know nothing."

Buffy was watching Angel carefully the whole time. "Angel, we *will* get her back. And she's going to be okay."

He replied, standing up. "Can you really be sure of that, Buffy? Can you even be sure that he hasn't left town with her already? I just got her back. I can't lose her again."

Buffy stood up also. "I know how you feel..."

She was cut off by Angel. "Do you? Do you know what it's like to love someone, unconditionally, and have them taken away from you?"

She thought back to when she lost him. "Yes. I do."

He realized what she meant. "Oh, Buffy. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I just...She's my daughter," he said, while pulling her into his arms.

"I know. We'll get her back. We will." She pulled away and looked at everyone else. "So, what's our game plan?"

Giles, since he was the intellectual one, had formed a strategy for finding her. "Well, I suggest we find out where he is keeping her...which goes without saying...Buffy, why don't you go see Willie and find out if he knows anything."

Angel spoke up. "I'll go with you."

Buffy knew he wasn't all together in a right state of mind. "Are you sure? I mean, I can handle it." He nodded, so she continued, "Okay, then. We'll see what he knows."


Willie was thrown over the bar counter. Angel wasn't in the mood to play games. He knew Willie knew everything there was to know when it came to vamps and demons and where they were hiding out. When Willie said he didn't know, Angel decided to force him to tell. "We know you know something. We're not leaving until you tell us what that something is."

Willie stood up, rubbing his jaw where Angel had hit him. "I told you. I don't know anything."

Buffy spoke up. "It's not nice to lie, Willie...especially when you're getting your ass kicked."

He held up his hands in defeat, not wanting to be Angel's punching bag anymore. "All right. All right. I heard talk that Spike's been staying in an abandoned building on Williams Street."

Angel and Buffy started to walk out as soon as they heard the street name. Buffy uttered a thanks as they walked out the door. As soon as they were on the street, Buffy told Angel. "Okay. We go to Giles' and get weapons and stuff and then we go to this building."

"No. I'm going now."

"Angel, we have to-"

"Buffy, I have to get my daughter."

"Think rationally for a second. We aren't going to be able to get Kathleen out if we're not prepared. If we go there and he gets away with her, he'll move somewhere else. You said it yourself that he might leave town with her. We need to go to Giles' and then we'll rescue Kathleen."

"You're right. Let's make it quick, though. The sooner we get her out, the better."


Kathleen was pacing the room, impatiently waiting for Spike to come back. She desperately wanted to leave. She always hated being locked up, as did any sane person...or vampire. *Why does he have to be so difficult? Doesn't he realize that my father is going to kill him? Why would he take that chance? For me? We can never be together.* Her thought were interrupted by the door opening.

"Hello, pet. I brought you some water." Spike said when he saw her. He placed the glass he had brought with him on the table and focused his attention on her. She backed away as he stalked towards her. "What? No kiss?"

She eventually backed into the bed. When her legs hit it, she fell back, not expecting it. He leaned over her, causing her to back away until she hit the headboard. She had no where else to go, seeing as how he was practically on top of her. He slid along the length of her body until their faces were inches apart. "

Well, this certainly is interesting, isn't it?" he said, referring to the fact that they were on the bed in a very 'compromising' position, which is in fact exactly what he wanted.

"What do you want?" she asked, although she already knew the answer. She knew the answer when they were in the library.

"I think you know the answer to that. It's nothing we haven't done before, though." He smiled remembering the last time they had 'fun.'

She used all her strength to push him off of her and scrambled from the bed. "That's really okay. I think I'd rather talk or something." She was trying to distract him from that subject...as if that was ever going to happen.

He got off the bed and once again stalked towards her, this time backing her into the wall. "Talking is no fun," he said, closing the remainder of the space between them. He started to kiss her neck.

She continued the conversation, trying desperately to not focus on how much she was actually enjoying him kissing her. "Sure it is...people need to communicate, right....we can talk about anything....what do you want to talk about?"

"I said, I don't want to talk." He tangled his hand in her hair and crushed his lips against hers.

She broke the kiss. "Spike."

He looked into her eyes. "All right. I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to....but I must warn you, I am not very patient." He disentangled his hand from her hair and backed away. He sat at the table. "We can talk," he said, rolling his eyes.

Kathleen smiled. "Thank you," she said, also sitting down.

He watched her movements, intently studying her. She intrigued him. She was beautiful, smart, strong.....sane, which was a big change from Drusilla. She broke him out of his reverie. "Spike, why are you doing this?"

He looked at her and smiled. "Because, I want you."

"That might be, but you can't just go around kidnapping people because you want them."

"That's interesting seeing as how I did."

"I don't want to be here. Don't you get that? I don't want to be with you. I want to go home."

"I don't care. Don't *you* get *that*?" He stood up from his chair.

Kathleen stood up as well. "Why do you have to be such an idiot about this? Why can't you get that I don't want you and I never will?!"

Spike threw a nearby glass against a wall behind Kathleen, causing her to flinch. It shattered on contact. He was nose to nose with her before she even saw him move. He gripped her arms.

"You need to understand a few things, Kat. First, you are not leaving, so get that idea out of your head right now. Second, you will *never* yell at me. And third, I don't care if you don't want to be here. I want you here and that's all that matters. Oh, and don't count on your *daddy* saving you. We won't be in town much longer. I would hate for him to burst in here and take you away from me." He kissed her roughly, still gripping her arms.

She broke the kiss. "Where are we going?"

"I can't tell you that. It would spoil the fun."

"Okay, at least tell me when."

"Tomorrow night."


Buffy and Angel made it back to Giles' house in record time. They burst through the door. Angel quickly informed them, "We know where she is. We need weapons."

Giles hurriedly got weapons out of his weapons trunk as everyone decided that they were going to accompany Buffy and Angel in the rescue. They quickly exited the house, following Angel's lead. Luckily, their destination wasn't too far away.

Angel told them the plan as they walked. "When we get there, everyone follow closely behind me. It would be best if we all stayed together in case of any...surprises...."


Spike was securely holding on to Kathleen as he kissed her. One hand was holding her hands behind her back and the other was tangled in her hair once again. She thought having Spike in the room would make it easier for her to escape, but he had barely let go of her since he came in the room. She couldn't exactly escape with him holding her.

The kiss lasted for a long time, considering neither of them needed air. When he finally broke away, he looked in her eyes and saw the anger that raged through her. She hated being told what to do and not being able to make her own decisions as he didn't leave much room for her to do so. He smirked at her as if he could read her thoughts. She finally spoke, the anger in her eyes, evident in her voice. "Let go of me!" she commanded, causing him to pull her closer.

"I thought I said no yelling," he said, tightening his hold on her hair, causing her to whimper in pain. She wasn't exactly weak, but he was much stronger than her.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I don't really care what you said," she replied, only angering him. He tightened his grip even more to the point of actually giving her a headache. "I said let go of me!"


The group made it there in no time. They stalked through the building quietly, not wanting to be known. There were a lot of rooms to cover, but they had agreed not to split up so they went in all of them together. Angel was growing impatient, starting to think that maybe Spike had already left with Kathleen.

As if reading his mind, Buffy told him, "Don't worry. I'm sure she's here somewhere."

Suddenly, they heard a voice. "Let go of me!" They all ran towards the voice.


Kathleen had managed to get free from his arms. She tried to run for the door as soon as she had the opportunity, but Spike caught her around the waist, preventing her from getting out. His arms encircled her body. She laid her head back against his chest. "Please let me go," she pleaded, realizing she was never getting out. She would never be strong enough to defeat him.

"Sorry, Kat. I can't do that."

"Why? Why can't you pick someone else to be obsessed with?"

"Because, I love *you,*" he informed her.

"Maybe I don't want you to love me."

"Maybe you don't get a choice in that."

"Maybe I should....Just because you love me, doesn't mean that I love you."

"Don't you?" he asked, convinced she did.

Suddenly, the door burst open and in came the whole gang. They saw Spike holding Kathleen in his arms, her head resting back on his chest. When Kathleen noticed what was going on, she struggled to get out of Spike's arms and into her father's, but Spike wouldn't release her.

"Spike, let me go," she commanded him. He didn't listen. His eyes were trained on Angel who was staring right back. "Spike," she repeated. He was broken out of his reverie and looked at her. Suddenly, he let her go, but not for long, as he quickly pushed her behind him.

Angel watched carefully, assuring she wasn't hurt in any way. "Little Bit, are you okay?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

"Yeah, Daddy. I'm fine."

"Come over to me. It's okay."

Spike cut i,. "Sorry, mate. Not going to happen."

Kathleen rolled her eyes. "Yes, it is," she said as she started out from behind him. Spike grabbed her wrist to prevent her from crossing the room to the gang. She tried to wrench her arm away, which only caused him to tighten his grip until it was painful. "Spike, you're hurting me."

That was all Angel needed. He launched up to Spike and punched him in the jaw, causing Spike to release her wrist. Kathleen tried to get in the middle of it as they started exchanging punches. "Stop it! Both of you!" They stopped and looked at her. "If you hadn't noticed, we don't really need more violence here...so just stop. We need to settle this like mature adults. Men can be so juvenile." she said rolling her eyes.

"Okay...Spike, you can't just kidnap people that don't want to be kidnapped just because you want to." She paused, trying to figure out if that made sense. "Daddy, I really appreciate that you are trying to protect me and everything, but I'm 94 years old...not exactly a child."

"Looked to me like you needed all the help you could get," Angel debated.

"I was handling it, thank you very much. I was getting somewhere, too....That's not the point, though. Just chill for a little bit while I get dressed and then we can try to discuss this rationally....Spike, where did you put my clothes?"

Spike smiled at her. "You want me to tell you where your clothes are. Right, well, I don't think I'm gonna do that. If I give you your clothes, then you'll leave, which is kinda not the idea."

She rolled her eyes again. "Damnit Spike! Just give me my god damn clothes! Do I have to get violent?!"

"Oh, you're going to hurt me? May I remind you that I'm a lot stronger than you are?"

"Fine, then I'll just let my dad kick your ass."

Spike grinned, "Is that supposed to scare me?"

"Spike, look around you...You're a little bit outnumbered...There is more than one person here who wants to kill you and I'm willing to bet that they would be successful seeing as how it's only you against ,what, seven other people....but hey if you want to take that chance, be my guest." Spike just stared at her. "That's what I thought. Clothes, please," she said holding out her palm.

He grabbed a box out from under the bed and handed it to her. "Thank you. Okay, I'm going to go change and you guys try not to kill each other while I'm gone." She looked at Angel. "Dad, I mean it."

Kathleen exited the room only to return a few minutes later....of course to find her father and Spike glaring at each other, both looking ready to pounce. "Okay, let's start by getting a few things straight....First of all, I'm okay, so no one has to like freak out or anything. Second, how did you guys find me?"

Xander answered before anyone else had a chance, "Dead boy beat up Willie."

She looked on, confused. "Willie?"

Xander clarified, "The snitch. You beat him up, he gives you information."

Spike grunted, "I'm going to kill him."

Kathleen looked at him. "No one's going to kill anybody. That's what we're trying to prevent here. I don't want anyone to get hurt because of me....not even Spike. I want my life to go back to normal....if you could even call my life normal. I don't need to worry about if you're going to plan to kill me," she said, looking at Spike. "And I don't want anyone killing Spike," she said, looking at her father.

Angel was confused. "Why are you trying to protect him? He kidnapped you, Little Bit."

"Yes, I know. I *was* there," she said sarcastically. She leaned against the bed and put her head in her hands. "When did my life become so complicated? I guess that's a stupid question. Okay, guys, can you wait outside for a little bit while I talk to Spike?" Everyone gave her a disbelieving stare. "Please."

Angel was the first one to speak. "There is no way I am leaving you alone with him."

"Buffy." Kathleen looked to her for help.

"Angel," she said knowing Kathleen knew what she was doing.

"Little Bit." Angel was not about to let her do this.

Buffy grabbed Angel's arm and led him outside as the rest of the group followed. As soon as they shut the door, Spike pulled Kathleen into his arms. "Spike, that's not why I sent them away. We need to talk." He nodded his head, not really listening. "I'm serious," she said, managing to pull away.

He could see the resolve in her face, so he backed down. "Fine. Go ahead."

"Thank you.....Okay, you wanna be with me right?" He gave her a look as if saying, 'duh', so she continued. "Right. Okay. And the only way that is going to come close to happening is if you get over the whole obsession thing. You can't like stalk me or anything. We have to date and have a normal relationship...well as normal as we can. Understood?"

He eyed her for a moment before saying, "Understood."

"Good. Then I'll go get the others...Oh, and try not to fight with my father, okay."

"Like that would ever happen." She glared at him, not saying anything. "I can *try* but I can't promise anything."

"That's all I ask," she told him as she opened the door to let everyone else in. "Okay, you guys can come back in, now." Everyone entered, wearily. "We came to an agreement. I know you're gonna have a hard time accepting it at first, but I know that you guys trust my judgment so you will."

Angel already knew what was going to happen because he listened to their conversation from outside the door. "Little Bit, don't do this."

"Dad, chill...Just pretend like he's like any of my other boyfriends."

"I never liked any of your other boyfriends," Angel reminded her.

"Oh, right. I forgot. Why is that?"

"They never gave me a reason to."

She tried to get back on track. "All right. I know that you have probably guessed what's going on by now...at least I hope because that gets me out of explaining. You guys know right." They all nodded their heads. "Good. We can all go then....because to tell you the truth, this place kinda creeps me out." Everyone turned and walked out the door. Angel stopped Kathleen on their way out. She told Spike to go ahead and that she'd catch up. He reluctantly went.

"Little Bit, are you sure you know what you're doing?" He looked serious.

She smiled and reassured him. "Completely. Don't worry about it." She hugged him. "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you, Little Bit...always."