Summary: The irony of the situation was not lost on anyone: Exchange one deadbeat dad for another. Life sure does have a sick sense of humor. (Surprise Crossover)

Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Joss Whedon and Fox does. This *is* a surprise crossover and when that is revealed I will write the disclaimer in that chapter.

It was ironic, when you though about.

Anger had been brewing inside him for years; much like how minor waves cresting in the middle of the ocean can grow exponentially until they form a disastrous tsunami. He had never quite forgiven his father leaving him and he probably never would.

Yet, here he was years later abandoning his own child.

He had his reasons, of course. If any found out that he was the father…well, suffice to save that there would be hell to pay. Literally, perhaps.

No, he had to do this. His child never should have been born – and never would have if only he didn't have such a hankering for redheads. It was imperative that he bind the child's powers – perhaps forever – and send his belly-bumpin' vixen off to a place where no one would ever be able to find them.

The Hellmouth.