"Daddy! You can NOT expect me to have my annoying step-sister hanging around me at work! At home, sure, whatever, but I can't be seen with her in public!" Cordelia winced at her words. The two years that she'd been away from home had done wonders for her use of tact, but every now and then a little it poked through. Thinking back on her previous statement she knew that that argument was better left unsaid.

"Cordelia, I don't care! You've gone on and on about how nice your boss is, I don't see why this 'Angel' fellow will make such a big deal," the voice on the phone was stern and serious.

            "Just let me ask him before you make plans, ok?" Cordelia asked knowing it was her last hope.

            Cordelia's father sighed and said, "Alright, but I expect a call from you no later than tomorrow."

            "Kay, bye Daddy," Cordelia's voice turned sweet again. She was off the hook. It not that I don't like the girl, Cordelia thought checking her nails, it's just that she'll cause trouble that she's infamous for making. In fact, she didn't even recall meeting her, Cordelia was in the hospital for the wedding. She insisted that it continue as planned, but her little sister was busy the day her new family visited her hospital room. If Buffy found out what she was working with…let's just say Joyce and her father would not be happy.

            Cordelia was so busy thinking and working on her nails, she didn't see Angel and Doyle come in. "Hey Angel. Doyle," Cordelia nodded, trying to ignore the fact that her heart involuntarily sped up when the drunken Irishman appeared, "Daddy is trying to force my newest little sister into my life. I can't avoid her coming to my apartment, but maybe if you say so, she can't come to work? I'll work extra and everything!"

            Angel smiled at the brunette. He knew of her crush on Doyle, he didn't know why she didn't do something about it. Doyle obviously liked her in return. "Exactly how old is your sister?" Angel asked.

            "Well, um, I think she's 16. Or possibly 18. Maybe 17. I know she's under 20!" Cordelia said.

            "Uh, huh," Angel mumbled, trying not to laugh, "I can't imagine why your father might see it necessary for you two to bond. It's ok with me if she comes over if she's forced to; just make sure she stays out of trouble. I doubt she'll want to come here. A teenage girl in LA? I'm pretty sure she'll just come and go shop."

            "Now there's an idea," Wes said from a desk covered in books and papers, "Tell your father yes, bring her over, show her just how dull this detective work really is, and show her the shopping 'hot spots' as you say."

            "Wes, you're a genius!" Cordelia screeched as she flew around the corner to give him a hug, knocking over several books in the process. "I'm off to go call Daddy!" Cordelia skipped out of the room.

            "I think I underestimated her annoyance at this sister of hers," said a very flustered looking Brit.

            "I think we all did," Doyle said, trying to hide his jealousy.

            Angel's mouth twitched unconsciously. A dull detective life? Looking around the room, he knew that everyone in the room had given their lives at some point of another. Glancing around at Wesley's books, he saw a few dozen breeds of particularly nasty demons that they fought just last year. Boring, Angel thought again, now theirs an interesting way to put it. Let's just hope that there will be one rare day of peace, no apocalypse, no end of the human race, just a quiet day to finish the never-ending job of paperwork.

            "Well, if Cordelia's sister is coming, try not to leave weapons or any other demon related material out. Put them in locked drawers and cabinets. The last thing we need is a teenage girl to get involved with what lurks around after dark. Oh, and try to get clients into my office as soon as possible," Angel said over his shoulder.

            As soon as Angel closed his office door, Cordelia rushed back in and said dramatically, "All done! Buffy's coming in three days and she'll stay for a week or two. She's 16, so it might not be as boring as I thought; we'll go to all the hotspots…"

            Inside his office, Angel leaned back in his chair and sighed, he'd heard Cordelia through the wall. Two Cordelia's in one place?! "What have I gotten myself into?" he moaned, collapsing onto his desk.

~Sunnydale~

            "I just don't see why I have to go, I mean, it's not like I wanted a sister. It's totally Mom's fault, she has to go off and meet the perfect guy, decide she wants to marry him, and then ride off to Europe in the middle of the summer claiming I can't take care of myself. You should know better than anyone that I can," Buffy complained not noticing Giles' repeated wincing. "It's unfair! I can't exactly tell them I have to stay home and fight vampires, but-"

            "Ah, hah!" Giles wheezed. Buffy looked at him, barely a drop of sweat on her, Giles absolutely done in and sore as hell. "You used to live in LA, yes? Then there are plenty of vampires there to kill. No doubt a change of scenario will do you good. Though you still give a good workout," Giles rubbed his shoulders with a pained expression and Buffy finally noticed, looking at it guiltily, "but you can really hone your skills there. Provided your sister doesn't know about it, of course."

            "Of course!" Xander drawled from the doorway of the library. Buffy and Giles both turned as he continues, "So Buff, LA, how long will you be staying at the City of Lights?

            "It's the City of Angels, Xander. The City of Lights is Las Vegas," Willow said, raising her head from a math book.

            "Oh," Xander said sheepishly, "I knew that."

            "Sure," Buffy said smiling, "And around two weeks. Unless I want to stay longer," Buffy rolled her eyes and sat down heavily. "Two weeks stuck with a snotty 22 year-old. What fun," Buffy said dryly.

            "Well, you could call every day!" Willow suggested.

            "Yeah! With her phone!" Xander said smiling.

            "Yeah, suddenly, LA seems like a much more appealing trip that I thought," Buffy said beaming at her friends.

            "Yes, and I think you deserve a break after all that's happened. Have fun, be a teenager," Giles added fondly.

            "Have fun, talk on the phone, casual slayage, I think I can handle it. Ooh! Shopping will be a major theme…" Buffy said walking out, chatting with Willow and Xander.

            Giles stayed there smiling. She really did deserve a break, with the Master, Spike, and then The Judge. She needed to rest. Be a normal girl. Have a normal summer.

So? How was it? I wanted to write one story that was lighter and funny, and another that was more of a serious kind of thing. But not too serious, there will be funny moments, but it will be more action oriented. But of course, this will be BA, there is no substitute. REVIEW!!!!