Next Morning in Sunnydale.

Buffy: Conner, do you want to call daddy? I bet you do.

Willow: So you are going to call Angel?

Buffy: Yes, Conner needs his dad.

Willow: What about you?

Buffy: My dad is in France.

Willow: You know what I meant.

Buffy: Not now.

Willow: When.

Buffy: I need to call Angel.

Buffy rings up the computer.

Fred: Hey Buffy.

Buffy: Hey, is Angel around.

Fred: Sure is. Hold on

Fred walks over to Angel.

Fred: You wife is on.

Angel’s face lights up and he hurries over.

Angel: Hey.

Buffy: Hi. Just thought I would see how things were going.

Angel: Okay, how are you?

Buffy: I am fine. I think Conner here maybe getting a cold.

Angel: Hey my big guy. You taking him to the doctor?

Buffy: I don’t think so, unless he gets worse or runs a fever.

Angel: Glad to see you are not still mad.

Buffy: I was never mad. I don’t know where that comes from.

Angel: Buffy.

Buffy: I was not mad. Now can we drop it.

Angel: It’s dropped.

Buffy: Where is Dawn?

Angel: Upstairs. She going to the beach with Pike.

Buffy: What?

Angel: Just for a couple of hours. He offered to take her and after listening to her beg I agreed.

Buffy: I guess she can not get into much trouble with Pike watching her.

Angel: That is what I thought. From what I gather he spends a lot of time on the beach. He lives near there.

Buffy: He is not still driving a motorcycle?

Angel: He is, but they are taking my car.

Buffy: Good.

Angel: Hey by the time Caitlin gets to be a teenager I may have an idea how this works.

Buffy: Never. Now I got to go and meet Giles. He leaves today.

Angel: Okay. I love you.

Buffy: Same here.

Disconnect.

Angel sits staring at the blank screen.

Fred: Everything okay?

Angel: No. Not sure why though.

He gets up and heads to his room.

A week later.

In LA.

Fred is working on the computer when Gwen walks in.

Fred: Can I help you?

Gwen: Is this Angel Investigations?

Fred: That it is. Do you have a problem we can help you with?

Gwen: No I just need to see Angel.

Fred: Well he is working out in the basement. Let me call him.

Fred walks over and opens the basement door.

Fred: Angel.

Angel: Yes.

Fred: You have company.

Angel: Who is it?

Fred: I always forget to ask. Uh miss what is your name?

Gwen: Gwen.

Fred: Her name is Gwen.

Angel: Oh tell her I will be right up.

Fred: Can do.

Angel comes up drying the sweat off.

Gwen: Hi.

Angel: Hello.

Gwen: Willow told me you worked here and I had to come to LA for a job .

Angel: Lets go into the office and discuss this.

He leads her into Wesley’s office. Dawn is coming down the stairs.

Fred: Hi Dawn.

Dawn: That looked like Gwen.

Fred: It is.

Dawn: It is? Why is she here? Oh he wouldn’t.

Fred: Wouldn’t what.

Dawn: He couldn’t.

Cordy: Hey what’s up?

Fred: Not sure. Some lady named Gwen came by to see Angel and they are in Wesley’s office.

Cordy: A new case?

Fred: I don’t think so. Dawn who is she?

Dawn: A photographer. She did some photos for Buffy a couple of months ago.

Cordy: The one of Buffy and Conner?

Dawn: That was one of them.

Cordy: What was the other ones?

Dawn: Let just say it was for his eyes only.

Cordy: Nude?

Dawn: No! Just not wearing a lot.

Cordy: Oh, so why is she here?

Dawn: That is what I want to know.

Cordy: What are you thinking?

Dawn: I think Angel had his own picture taken.

Fred: Angel? Him?

Cordy: Oh he’d do it, if just to please her. I am going in there.

Dawn: Don’t.

Cordy: He may need help picking one out. Come on Fred.

Fred: I am not going in there.

Cordy: Oh yes you are.

She grabs Fred’s arm and drags her to the office door. She opens the door.

Angel: Cordy, this is private.

Cordy: I bet it is. Let me see.

Angel: See what?

Cordy: What you are trying to hide? Hand it over.

Angel: Get out of here, Cordelia.

Fred: Come on Cordy. He is mad.

Cordy: Just because he called me Cordelia is not going to make me leave. Now hand over the proofs big guy. Let us help you chose the right one.

Angel stands up and points at the door.

Angel: Out

Cordy walks around the desk and looks him in the eye.

Angel: Cordy please.

Cordy: You need our expertise.

Angel: What expertise?

Cordy: We are women. We know what women want. Now hand them over.

Gwen: Maybe I should leave.

Angel: I am sorry Gwen. Seems I have no privacy around here.

Cordy holds out her hand.

Angel: Your not getting them.

Fred: Come on Cordy.

Cordy: Angel, quit being so damn modest. I have seen you in a towel and in boxers, so how bad can it be.

Angel: When did you see me?

Cordy: We lived in the same apartment. Granted it was only for a short time but I did stay there.

Angel: One night. You were there one night.

Cordy: In which you answered the door in a towel and then pranced around the next morning in your boxers.

Angel: I do not prance.

Cordy: Whatever. Just hand me the photos. Unless you did total nudes.

Angel: What?

Cordy: You know I am more stubborn than you.

Angel: Fine. But if you laugh I will have you for breakfast.

Cordy: You wouldn’t dare.

Angel: Try me.

Fred: Cordy, I think he would.

Cordy: Fine not laughter. Just hand them here.

He hands her the proof sheets. She picks up the magnifying glass and begins examining the shots.

Cordy: Fred, come here. These are not bad.

Fred: I think I will pass.

Cordy: Uh I like number 38.

Gwen: That is the my chose too.

Angel sits with his arms crossed in the chair back against the wall watching.

Cordy: Fred, come on Wesley won’t know. Just tell us if you like this one.

Fred: Fine.

She looks at the proof and then at Angel.

Cordy: Well?

Fred: If he chooses that one Buffy will be in heaven.

Angel: Again?

Fred: Not literally silly.

Gwen: Well Angel, you have three women saying number 38 but it is up to you.

Angel: Let me see it.

He takes it and looks at the proof.

Angel: This one. But you can see………

Cordy: Exactly. It is what a woman wants to see.

Gwen: She is right.

Angel looks at the three ladies and they all nod.

Angel: I guess. Thank god only Buffy will see it.

Cordy: Where is yours?

Angel: How did you…..Dawn. I should have known.

In Sunnydale.

Very late at night.

Spike: Well I heading back to the my place. You coming?

Faith: Actually I thought we might go by mine. I want to show you something.

Spike leers.

Spike: You do, do ya.

Faith: Not like that. Come on.

He follows her apartment and she let them in. He pushes her against the wall.

Faith: Stop. I want to show you what I bought.

She leads him to the living room.

Spike: You bought a TV. How nice.

Faith: And I got cable.

Spike: Now ain’t that wonderful. So you don’t need to come by and rag on my old set anymore.

Faith: I thought you would be glad.

Spike: Okay, I’m glad. Now I need to get home before sunrise.

Faith: You got a little time.

Spike: What do you have in mind?

Faith: Follow me.

The next morning.

Faith: Oh shit oh shit oh shit. I have over slept.

Spike: Calm down. Just get dressed and it will be okay.

Faith: I can not lose this job. I will no go back to prison.

Spike: You won’t and if you do we will find you another one.

Faith: Sure. Not a lot of call for ex-cons. Especially those convicted of man-slaughter.

Knock on the door.

Faith: Damn, who is that? You stay in here.

Spike: I am not moving.

She runs for the door.

Faith: Harry?

Harry: Uh hi Faith. You are late.

Faith: I know. I just woke up.

Harry: I kinda thought that might be it. I loaded the truck. It is out front. Boss man don’t even know you didn’t show.

Faith: What? You covered for me? I could kiss you. I won’t but I could.

Harry: It would be okay if you did.

Faith: That is okay Harry. Just let me get my boots

She goes in the bedroom and sits down to put on her boots.

Spike: Sounds like Harry is sweet on you.

Faith: Please.

Spike: He would love some of that Faith action.

Faith: Not happening.

Spike: But he would love it. It is good stuff.

Faith: You are the sweet talker. Now you staying here or heading toward your place.

Spike: Daylight love, I am here till dark.

Faith: Then I will see you after work. By the way I bought you something to eat. I figured I owed you after you bought the other food.

Spike: You bought blood.

Faith: Yes, but don’t get use to it.

Spike: See ya.

A week later

LA

Cordy: Is Buffy still in weird mode?

Angel: She calls everyday with Conner and we talk. She doesn’t act mad. She just acts…

Cordy: Weird?

Angel: Yes. I just not sure what is up.

Cordy: Well I guess you will find out this weekend when we get to Sunnydale.

Angel: I guess.

Cordy: I still can’t believe they invited me.

Angel: I guess it is a little odd.

Cordy: What are you wearing?

Angel: Not sure. That is Buffy’s department.

Cordy: You have dressed yourself for over 250 years and suddenly she is responsible.

Angel: Yes, I like it that way.

Cordy: You like her taking care of you.

Angel: Exactly.

Cordy: Where is Dawn? I thought we were going to do some shopping.

Angel: She must have forgot. She and Pike headed for the beach two hours ago.

Cordy: Been doing a lot of that.

Angel: She is enjoying herself and staying out of trouble.

Cordy: And you trust Pike?

Angel: He is too old to be interested in a 16 year old.

Cordy: Angel, how old were you when you fell in love with a 16 year old?

Angel: That was different.

Cordy: How?

Angel: Because Buffy was much more mature. She had to be.

Cordy: I am still not seeing a difference.

Angel: So you are saying I should not let Dawn go off with Pike.

Cordy: I am saying keep your eyes open.

Angel: I will.

Cordy: You better.

Angel: Okay.

Cordy: So when are you heading to Sunnydale?

Angel: Probably Friday night. You riding with me and Dawn?

Cordy: I guess we all are.

Angel: Let me ring the house and see if we need to bring anything.

Cordy: Sure. Let me know.

Angel rings up on the computer.

Willow: Hey there.

Angel: Buffy around?

Willow: Sure, Ill get her.

Buffy: Hi Angel.

Angel: Hi honey. Hey Conner.

Buffy: Say hi to daddy.

Angel: Just wanted to see if we need to bring anything this weekend.

Buffy: This weekend? Oh you are coming this weekend?

Angel: Yes, we all are.

Buffy: Oh I just thought since it was during the day and since you barely know Anya and you and Xander are not very close you were staying in LA.

Angel: Oh. Is that you way of telling me to stay away.

Buffy: No. I just thought….

Angel: Never mind. Buffy I really do not know what your problem is but when you decide to clue me in call me.

He disconnects.

Willow: What was that all about?

Buffy: I have no idea.

Willow watches as Buffy walks off with Conner.