Explain

"Xander, explain what the hell is going on." Joyce commanded.

Xander blanched as he looked from Joyce to the woman on the floor who was now marveling at her own hands.

"Okay." Xander said slowly. He pointed to the woman, "That is Drusilla."

"And?" Joyce used her Mom voice. Letting him know not to jerk her around.

"And she's kinda sorta Angel's side piece?" Xander answered with a shrug.

Joyce closed her eyes and tried not to growl in frustration. Half truths were unhelpful. Hearing that her dumb daughters ex boyfriend had a girl on the side didnt help her mood. "Xander, stop dancing around the topic and explain it to me."

Xander just stared off onto space for a moment, he held up a hand with one finger held up for time. Slowly he nodded his head and with a deep breath began.

"So, Angel, Buffy's former boyfriend, used to be in a gang. A pretty vicious gang. And he was high up in it because the gang leader- a guy called Nest- let his former prostitute lieutenant named Darla make Angel a gang member."

Joyce didn't grain. But ahe did wince. That was all she needed. To worry about Buffy catching a sexually transmitted disease because her ex had been sleeping with a whore.

Xander took a breath, "So Angel one day for shits and giggles decided to make Drusilla- who was trainning to be a nun at the time- a, uh, gang member. Because Angel is a psycho and Dru maybe kinda is psychic and that would be useful?" xander looked from a still bewildered Dru to the impatient Joyce.

"Anyways, Angel breaks Dru's brain and makes her his side piece because he's still definitely fucking Darla. That lasts a while until Dru meets a guy named William... Dru thinks he's just great despite being a pretty wimpy poet literary type guy. Angel and Dru work on William until he turns into another, uh, member of their gang of psychos. William, as a big bad gang guy now goes by Spike... i think you met him earlier in the year... he attacked parent teacher night, bleached blonde hair, big black coat... you mighta hit him in the head with an ax?"

Joyce gasped as she did remember hitting a blonde thug in the face with the blunt side of an ax.

"Right, so Darla, Angel, Dru and Spike break off from Nest's gang and tour Europe for a bit. Until Angel kills a little girl and suddenly has a complete change of heart." Xander frowned and seemingly argued with himself for a second before continuing.

"So Angel runs all the way back here to California. And tries to be a, uh, good guy.... Which lasts for a bit, despite Darla and Dru and Spike showing up here in Cali. Things happen and then... umm....well, then Buffy sleeps with Angel and he goes cuckoo for cocoa puffs and flips back to being a huge psycho. Which given that Nest, the original gang leader is dead, alongside Darla who is also dead, means that there isnt really anyone more senior than Angel in the gangs hierarchy so he just waltzs back into the gang and takes control."

Joyce blinked and massaged her head at the information dump. And she was really worried about what killed Darla. What did it? Was it Aids? Did she have to worry about Buffy having Aids? "What did Darla die from?"

Xander stopped and thought, "Well, there was something of a gun fight going on and Darla didn't exactly survive that night."

"Not a disease from her days whoring?" Joyce demanded to know.

Xander seemed to get her reason for worrying and shook his head rapidly. "Uh-uh. Cause of **** was a foreign object penetrating the chest cavity. Nothing anyone could catch from close, erm, proximity to others."

Joyce sighed only to find herself irked as the weird woman still sitting on her kitchen floor began laughing to herself. "And her? What does all that stuff you just told me have to do with what happened here just now?"

Xander looked at Drusilla still on the floor who was alternately taking her pulse and holding her breath. "Well, Angel's been playing games with Buffy and being a creepy psycho and taunting her. Trying to break her mentally, like, uh, her" he gestured to Dru, "So... tonight was supposed to be a delayed Valentines gift. Apparently. Only he brought Dru along with him and, well, crazy lady is crazy and decided she liked me better than him. Apparently."

Joyce sighed, it was a little farfetched. "You... you arent lying to me about any of this?"

"Honest." Xander crossed his heart. When Joyce just continued to look at him in motherly disapproval he fidgeted, "I mighta downplayed some things not to freak you out." With a distasteful grimace he waved at Dru, "You can ask her."

Joyce looked at the woman on the floor who did seem not all there. She cleared her throat and when the woman looked up at her Joyce flexed her Mom muscles and used her most authoritative voice, "Tell me why you came here tonight and what happened once you did."

Drusilla smiled and closed her eyes and she swayed slightly, "Daddy was coming to give your girl a present. To break something to break her heart. Maybe you. Maybe something else. Someone else." Dru tittered for a second. "And then he saw Kitten. And Daddy knew what he wanted to break." Dru shook her head and pouted, "But the Kitten... he's so beautiful... so pure... so perfect... no one can be allowed to harm my Kitten. So... I fought Daddy for my Kitten." Dru gazed at Xander and gave him a radiant smile, "And I can feel my heart beat again, feel the breath in my breast, the blood rush to my loins... all because of my Kitten."

Joyce gaped for a second and looked from Drusilla stating enraptured at Xander to Xander who seemed quite disturbed by the adoration. She was certain of one thing, Xander hadnt lied about the woman being crazy.

Xander ran a hand thru his hair and with a groan he turned from Joyce to Drusilla, "Dru, can you tell me what Angel is going to do next? Now that you've driven him off?"