Title: The First Defeat

Summary: Angelus is out and about - but will Angel ever get back?

Disclaimer: Not mine. It's Joss'. Which sucks but we all must deal.

Rating: M same as the show – I'll let you know if it changes

Feedback: Yes please, my first Fanfic so please go easy on me but constructive criticism is always welcome

Timeline: Just after Angelus is brought back in Season 4 and just after Buffy kills the Ubervamp in Season 7

Spoilers: Season 1 - 4 Angel and Season 1 - 7 Buffy


Angelus was sitting alone in his cage, his big lonely cage, the Scooby wannabes thought they were so smart with their big plan, bring him back, he'll tell them the information they wanted to know, then they'd shove the soul back up his butt and they'd be done. He laughed to himself well weren't they in for a few surprises, there was no way he was just going give up the information he had, not without something in return. The question was - what did he want? He could say he wanted something utterly ridiculous that would have them chasing their tails, something that would take them ages to get, leaving him with more time to figure out how to escape from his cage, but then the world could be doomed by then and that's no fun while trapped in a cage. He couldn't make it too easy either, don't wanna be giving up his only bargaining chip too soon, cos then he'd have no escape plan or the time to put it into action. He could hear them, upstairs with his vampiric hearing, he could hear almost everything going on in the hotel, something they constantly forgot around soul boy, all well, their mistake, at the moment they were putting Angel's soul in the safe and complaining that their precious soul boy was gone and Wesley was being all high and mighty telling them to be cautious around him and not let their guard down, it was laughable. But there was still the question of what did he want, he could make them do anything for the information just short of letting him out, so he needed something that could work to his advantage if he played his cards right, but he'd also been locked up behind soul boy for a while so what ever it was, it had to be fun, guess he'll just have to think of it later it wasn't like he was giving his information up any time soon anyway.

Oh great interrogation time, this should be fun…

"Angelus" Wesley greeted as he stood in front of Angelus' cage

"Wes. Why the long face? Aren't you happy to see me?"

Wesley rolled his eyes "Should I be?"

"Well if it wasn't for you and your shaman friend, I wouldn't be here. I'm feeling the love"

"The choice was Angel's"

Angelus was laughing on the inside 'sure it was, but with so much pressure from his so called 'friends' I think he had some trouble saying no, knowing you wouldn't let the issue drop' "Angel-schmangel. You're the man with the brain"

"You're comfortable?" Wesley could just see that line of conversation going in the wrong direction so quickly changed the subject.

"Nice acoustics. Wouldn't hate a chair"

Wesley thought it wasn't a bad idea, since it looked like this could take awhile and pulled up a chair for himself just outside the red perimeter line on the floor, outlining how far Angelus could reach outside the cage "You'll have to forgive the accommodations. The last time you were free, you terrorized Sunnydale"

"That Slayer… she's a pistol" Angelus smiled, he just realised what he wanted, but since he was having fun with Wesley at the moment he'll wait for the next interrogation session to bring it up, don't wanna speed up the process of getting his soul back if he can't escape the cage.

"I've imagined this moment many times. Years of study… research. I've read everything ever written about you"

"Stop, I'm blushing" 'bet he hasn't read the buff's diary, more insightful then any of the shit he's read, I'd know, I've read those books plus the diary, drawing her picture wasn't the only thing I had time for'

"To be one-on-one with the legendary Angelus… as a former watcher, it's a high point"

"Buttering me up, getting me all relaxed… not the most innovative interrogation technique but… okay, I'll play.

"Is it a game?"

"Hey, open book. Anything you want to know. How sweet that virgin gypsy tasted, the special smell of a newborn's neck. My first nun – now that's a great story."

"We could start there" Though he sounded like starting anywhere else would have been better for him.

"Don't be coy, Wes. You're just dying to know about the big beastie. Fire away"

"All right. Did you know the Beast?"

'ha like I'm gonna give that up on the first date' "Well, now that's a question. Not a great question. Not even an insightful question. Not a Wyndam-Pryce-worthy question"

"If you knew the Beast, why wouldn't Angel remember?"

Angelus rolled his eyes "I don't know. Maybe he doesn't remember the good times. Maybe he won't let himself. So like him… Here's one for you. What's the deal with Angel and the Raider's of the Lost Ark?"

"The movie?"

"The perfect-day fantasy he came up with. Caves, booby traps… the requisite phallic sword."

"He fought the Beast in the fantasy?"

"Real candy-ass."

"The Beast?"

"Angel. Not enough to be the hero. Couldn't be happy unless the whole gang's pitching in." 'man, soul boy really was a candy-ass, just can't get over that's me with a soul, they complain about me without my soul, how do people not complain about me with one?'

"So he killed the Beast in his fantasy?"

"Had to, to get what he wanted. We all want something, Wes. It's the way of the world. Everybody's got an agenda." 'And once you're so frustrated about this information and you don't have any other ideas on how to get it, I'll tell you what I want for it. Hint: blonde, hot, easy to upset (always a turn on), your former charge, and oh I don't know - my mate? enough hints or are you really that slow?'

"And you're going to tell me mine…"

"You want to come down here, get your vital stats on Lava Boy, play the big hero…"

"I want to know how to kill the Beast. It has nothing to do with being a hero.

"Sure it does. But why now? Can't be because there's an apocalypse coming. Always one of those around the corner."

"Enlighten me."

"Foul rag and bone shot to the heart. That's where you live."


"You want to impress the girl. Move in, get her to love you. After a couple of days of chocolate-covered cherries…" Angelus slammed his hands against the bars getting a rise out of Wesley who raises the crossbow he brought down with him "… you'll bend her over the kitchen counter and--"

"Is that supposed to rattle me?" Wesley quickly interrupted, not wanting to hear the rest of that sentence.

"Kind of bony for my taste but… different strokes."

"The Beast called you an adversary."

"I bet he loves to rub that shiny bald head against her soft milky skin. Mmmm… good."

Wesley looked back worriedly at the camera, knowing everybody was gathered around the monitor watching the conversation taking place in the basement. "Can we move on now?"

Angelus just laughed at him "I'm just getting started. I'll tell you this. All that digging you've been doing on the horny giant? Wrong place"

"And the right place?"

"I could tell you… but it wouldn't be sporting" 'plus I just don't want to'

"But you were adversaries, you and the Beast"

"A guy like me… friends, enemies… hard to keep track"

"If he was an enemy, I'd be doing you a favour by destroying him"

'hmm giving Wes an answer on that would be giving information… no thanks' "you know, you're not fooling anyone. Get some new clothes, cool haircut, hit the gym… you're still the same loser none of the other kids wanted to sit with at lunch"

"Yet you're locked in that cage and I'm out here"

'Big deal it's a cage, prefer it to being locked up inside Soul boy' "So? You got no leverage. What are you going to do? Kill me?"

"If I have to"

Angelus couldn't have held back the laughter even if he tried "Wait till they drop Wes then try that line again"

"I'll put your soul back. You won't talk? No problem. We'll bring Angel back and be no worse off than we were"

"Making you a failure again"

"You want to waste my time, you can rot down here" Wesley got up and started to walk away, but Angelus decided he deserved some fun and messing with everyone's minds was always fun

"Nice stamina, Wes. No wonder Fred's not interested"

"Whatever your connection to the Beast, clearly you don't know anything that can help us"

"Is this the part where I get defensive, start talking to prove you wrong? What else you got?"

Wesley stopped walking away and turned to face Angelus, yes unfortunately that was exactly what was suppose to happen so he decided to change tactics "You must hate it. That Angel fights evil"

Of course, Angelus had his own tactics "Eats you up inside, doesn't it? Seeing all those idiots flock around him, calling him a champion. Anyone ever call you a champion?

"I do my part"

"Right, like letting Lilah suck Lorne's brain. Or here's an oldie but a goody… Faith. Good job being her Watcher. She turned out to be a peach"

"And you managed to get your soul back, not once but twice, saving the world several times in the process. Nobody's perfect"

"Then there's kidnapping the fruit of my loins. Smooth"

"He survived"

"I guess you just can't understand the special bond between dad and son, given that your own father's ashamed of you"

"And Conner's ashamed of you. The universe's way of maintaining order, I guess"

"That twerp really gives me the creeps. You?"

"In Cordelia's vision, you and the Beast were standing on a field--"

"Oh, god, yeah! Let's talk about Cordy, shall we? Huh? Now there's a rack to write home about. Too bad about the personality, though. Yap, yap, yap, yap. Oh, god… Angel. Oh, Angel… we can't. I love you but you were so bad. You ate babies. Chicks… Which do you think is worse, Wes? Stealing my kid like you did or banging him… like Cordelia? At least you thought you were doing the right thing. Hey, who's a guy gotta kill to get a drink around here, huh?

Wesley knew he wasn't going to get anything out of him yet so went upstairs to get him some blood while Angelus walked to the back of his cage and sat down, loving the amount of problems his talk with Wesley would have stirred up, he knew everyone upstairs was listening, which made it all the sweeter, as he waited for his blood he thought about all the things he was going do to his mate when she finally reached L.A.