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Hugs to you all for your reviews! Since you all reviewed so fast and didn't yell at me, here's the next chappie.

Same disclaimer as in last chappie....challenge must include Riley. So no flamey reviews..

On the bright side, 2 more chappies or so till Cptn' Cardboard get's butt kicked.

**Hugs** ~ Opal

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Chapter 13 - Help Arrives

Giles sat on the couch in awe of the story that Angel had told him. He had no intention of going to the Council and no intention of interfering with Spike and Buffy’s claim on each other. What he did do is grabbed Willow and began to research Buffy’s mysterious fangs with earnest.

Angel on the other hand was still trying to wake Spike that had yet to wake up from his taser shock. He did not think it should take this long for Spike to come to. Angel had to do something fast to wake him up. The only way they could track Buffy down would be through the mating bond. Although he could sense Buffy, he could not pinpoint her location as Spike could.

Spike’s demon refused to drink the pig’s blood that Angel had brought in to feed him. Angel was beginning to suspect he would have to use either human or sire blood to awaken him.

Certainly if Spike did not kill Riley when they caught up with him, Angel would.

As Angel was preparing to slice his wrist for Spike, he heard loud banging on the front doors of the Hyperion. Quickly, he ran to see what the commotion was but all he could see was an oversized blanket flinging itself against the door repeatedly.

As he opened the door, the mysterious being under the blanket was in the midst of throwing itself against the door again. This time, with the door open, the mystery visitor flew through the doorway into the main foyer and landed onto the floor with a thud.

Angel could have sworn he heard a small whimper, but still he walked over and carefully removed the blanket from atop the still bundle. He gasped when he looked down at the lovely raven-haired figure on the floor in front of him.

“Daddy! You looked surprised to see me?”

“Well Dru, it isn’t everyday you go on a suicide mission at my doorstep. Why are you here?”

“To help my childe rescue his mate and child. My big William and little William need help, now where is Spike?”

“I don’t know if I should let you…”

Dru reached up and shushed Angel.

“Tut-Tut. Daddy you listen, I’m not going to hurt sunshine or the baby. The pixies told me they are in trouble and if we don’t track them down soon, and then baby will be no more. Angry, mean humans in uniforms, like the Prague mob, will attack the Slayer and her child.”

Angel realized that perhaps Dru could be more help than he realized. “Can you sense Buffy’s location Dru?”

“Cha-ching!” Dru said.

Angel though he may have to reconsider his thought about Dru being helpful. He rolled his eyes as Dru grasped his arm.

“Don’t be silly Daddy. You know what I mean. What’s that city with the pretty flashing lights, dancing girls, and the machines that go cha-ching?”

“Las Vegas.” Angel answered.

“Well that’s where they will be by nightfall.”

Angel smiled. He should know by now never underestimate Drusilla, no matter how insane she is. Angel reached over and grasped Dru’s hand.

“Want to help me make William better?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl, follow me.”

Dru spun around dancing to her own tune behind Angel as she followed him up to Spike’s room.

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“Ow!” Cordelia yelled as she hit her head against the side of the SUV. She had just regained consciousness when the vehicle had hit a nasty bump in the road. She tried to readjust her hands but found them bound behind her back.

She heard a baby crying hoarsely from the other side of the back seat. She did not know what was going on, but she knew that the poor child needed some tending too. She looked across from herself and saw Buffy. The Slayer was laying there unconscious with dried blood along the creases of her mouth and the side of her neck. She could have sworn she saw little fangs peaking out from the Slayer’s partially open mouth, but figured she had to be seeing things.

Either way, she was one furious seer and wanted to know who was driving this contraption and who had the nerve to put Miss Cordelia Chase in such an uncomfortable position.

“Alright, I don’t know who’s driving this thing but do you think you can pull over and get these damn handcuffs off of me! I hurt!”

She got no response, but felt the oversized vehicle pulling over to the side of the road. She could see the shadow of the driver as he came around to open up the back of the SUV.

“Riley?” Cordelia asked. She acted surprised, considering how she had fought with him back at the hotel until he shocked her.

“Look if you can sooth the baby and get him quiet and promise not to cause me trouble, I’ll let your wrists go so you can sit in the back seat with the baby. “

Not one to look a gifted horse in the mouth, she took no time to think over her answer. “OK.”

Riley reached over and unlocked the handcuffs. He glanced at Buffy. The extra shock he had given her and Spike would ensure they both stayed asleep a little bit longer. He helped Cordelia up and was surprised that she was cooperative. He shut the door to the back of the SUV and assisted the former cheerleader into the back seat next to William. She quickly picked the sobbing child up and into her arms. His screams lowered into whimpers.

Her heart broke for the little tike. His tears were pouring out of the sides of his little eyes and down his cheeks.

“Why me?” She asked, using her most innocent voice.

“What do you mean?” Riley responded.

“Why did you take me too? What did you do with Angel and Spike?”

“I knew you could help with the baby and with your visions, you can tell me if the Initiative or vampires can be expected to cross paths with us.”

Cordelia was on her game and turned on the charmed. She already had decided that this lumbering idiot was more of a fool than Xander Harris was. He would certainly be easy to work with.

“Oh. Ok. Makes sense to me. Good idea.”

Riley thought he had it made. ‘Didn’t take much to get the little woman on my side.’ He directed a smile to Cordelia in the rear view mirror.

Cordelia smiled back at him and thought ‘Sucker. I may not be a Hollywood actress, but I can be a damn good one when it counts.’ She pushed her hair behind her ears and gave him a wink. She figured a little flirting would help. ‘Angel better get his ass here soon!’