Title: Walking this way
Author: Igraine
Rating: R, language and sexual content may appear though out the story.
Summery: An Angel Buffy crossover, but takes place in Buffy world. Takes place after 'Orpheus', and 'lies my parents told me' After stopping Cordilia, Connor is sent with Faith and Willow to Sunnydale. This will be a Faith/Connor oriented fic. Other pairings will include Willow/Kennedy, and either Buffy/Angel, or Buffy/Spike, I'm leaning towards Buffy/Angel at this point. There wil be NO Angel/Cordilia in this fic.
A/N- you don't really have to of watched Angel to get this fic, though it helps.
Chapter 1
Faith looked next to her at the young boy who was softly snoring in a light sleep. Light from the stars danced across his face, making him look even younger then he was. She turned to look out of her window, watching the sky as the made their way down the deserted rode. Soon they would be in Sunnydale That was something Faith never thought would happen.
Many emotions were going through her brain, hate, love, excitement, anxiety, and most of all, fear. She feared no matter how much she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to say sorry. She feared that even if she did, they could never forgive her. She feared that instead of a hello, she'd get a punch in the face. And she feared the knowledge that she deserved it.
She closed her eyes, deep in thought. It was easier to be crazy. When she was crazy, she didn't have to worry, didn't have to feel. She never thought she'd actually miss jail. But, it just wasn't supposed to be like this. She wasn't supposed to be in a car, with Willow and Connor on her way back to a town that had made it clear she had worn out her welcome. She was supposed to be sitting in her quiet cell, forever.
She had never asked to be chosen. yet she was supposed to be thankful for it. Well fuck that. And they wondered why she spit in the face of the council. She had been free. Sure, she had no real home, but that's better then insanity right.
But no. Some dead force had to decide that she was special. That she needed to fight. That she needed to care. And it had nearly killed her.
But that was different now. Things were changed. She wasn't crazy. She now knew that killing wasn't what she was made to do. She was made to save people. She just hoped that they would all understand that in Sunnydale.
Connor shifted next to her, his head now resting on her shoulder. Her instincts told her to push him off of her. she couldn't bring herself to do it. Maybe it was the way his warm shoulder pressed against her cold one. Maybe it was the way that even in sleep he looked troubled. Or maybe it was that she simply felt connected to him. Like he would understand her given the chance. She closed her eyes again, hoping that sleep would take her.
~~&~~
Connor awoke out of a disturbing dream, he had been a mouse, being chased by a cat. He took in a deep breath, smelling her. He realized he was leaning against her, his face was in her hair, his shoulder touching hers. He wasn't used to waking up so close to someone. Not since Cordy...............
He shook the thought out of his head, not wanting to think about the pain. He felt her move under him slightly, and heard her whimper quietly. He was quite surprised by this. Faith was miss tough chick USA, what would cause her to whimper?
Sleep. He thought to himself. Had he not seen her turning and moaning in sleep just the day before? He moved from his position and sat up strait. He looked down at her. She had her head rested against the window, with strands of hair falling across her face. He resisted the urge to push them back, feeling that Faith would see it as crossing the line.
There was something different about her face in sleep. She still looked troubled, but in a different way. When awake, she looked like there was nothing she couldn't handle, determination always covered her features. But in sleep, she looked delicate, helpless, young. Almost child like.
Sun rose from the east, shinning on her face, clear of makeup for the first time since he met her. She looked poetically beautiful, and he could spend the day thinking about it.
But in the front Willow noticed that he was awake. "So, Connor" she said, attempting small talk. "I think You'll really like it in Sunnydale. It's a smaller town, but homey. And Buffy really is the greatest, and Dawns about your age-"
Connor cut her off, "You don't have to pretend that this is some little vacation that my father thought would be fun for me" he said.
"What are you talking about?" Willow asked. "Angel thought it would be nice if-" she was cut off again.
"Angel though it would be nice if he didn't have to look at me for a while" he said. "I'm not stupid. I know I screwed up. If it was anyone else, they would of caught that Cordy wasn't Cordy" he said.
"Connor, you can't completely blame yourself. I talked to her, and I didn't catch anything off. Hell, I had a full out battle with her, and didn't even know it was her I was fighting" Willow reassured him.
Connor said nothing. He thought back to what had happened. If Willow hadn't forgotten her purse, then they could of all been killed. Connor had began to put the pieces together after Cordilia told him to kill Angelus. If he had succeeded, then things could of turned out even worse.
But Willow had come back right after Cordilia stepped down the stairs. She quite quickly put the pieces together, and whispered some words in Latin that sent Cordy to the floor. Connor had run to her side, scared for her and the baby at first. But then Cordilia looked up at him, her eyes glowing red with power.
What happened next was all a blur. Cordilia and Willow had a battle of magic, that lasted for what seemed forever, until at last, Cordilia's eyes rolled back into her head, and her body went limp sending her strait to the ground. Again. They had all watched in amazement as Cord's stomach shrunk down to normal side.
But she didn't wake up. She wasn't dead, but the evil that had taken control of her had used up a lot of her power and strength, not to mention Willow's attacks. Willow gave them a list of herbs and such to make her heal faster. And told them that besides that, all they could do was put her in bed, and wait for her to wake up. It could be days, even weeks. Or it could be an hour.
After that, Angel had talked to Willow in private. When they were done, Willow told Connor be going with her. That Angel had thought after all he'd been put through, he could use the vacation time. And they could use his strength.
And so Here he was, sitting in the back of Willow's car, on his way to a new town. A town full of people that he had never met. People he had barely even heard stories about. He leaned his head against the window, and looked at the rising sun. He a green road sine approaching, it read, 'welcome to Sunnydale'.
A/N- This chapter isn't really involving the Scooby Gang yet I know, but The next chapters will all be in Buffy land. I thought long and hard about whether this should be in the Angel section, of Buffy section, and decided that it belonged here. Though it centers around Connor and Faith, it will be involved with other Buffy Characters. Thank you, and please review.
Author: Igraine
Rating: R, language and sexual content may appear though out the story.
Summery: An Angel Buffy crossover, but takes place in Buffy world. Takes place after 'Orpheus', and 'lies my parents told me' After stopping Cordilia, Connor is sent with Faith and Willow to Sunnydale. This will be a Faith/Connor oriented fic. Other pairings will include Willow/Kennedy, and either Buffy/Angel, or Buffy/Spike, I'm leaning towards Buffy/Angel at this point. There wil be NO Angel/Cordilia in this fic.
A/N- you don't really have to of watched Angel to get this fic, though it helps.
Chapter 1
Faith looked next to her at the young boy who was softly snoring in a light sleep. Light from the stars danced across his face, making him look even younger then he was. She turned to look out of her window, watching the sky as the made their way down the deserted rode. Soon they would be in Sunnydale That was something Faith never thought would happen.
Many emotions were going through her brain, hate, love, excitement, anxiety, and most of all, fear. She feared no matter how much she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to say sorry. She feared that even if she did, they could never forgive her. She feared that instead of a hello, she'd get a punch in the face. And she feared the knowledge that she deserved it.
She closed her eyes, deep in thought. It was easier to be crazy. When she was crazy, she didn't have to worry, didn't have to feel. She never thought she'd actually miss jail. But, it just wasn't supposed to be like this. She wasn't supposed to be in a car, with Willow and Connor on her way back to a town that had made it clear she had worn out her welcome. She was supposed to be sitting in her quiet cell, forever.
She had never asked to be chosen. yet she was supposed to be thankful for it. Well fuck that. And they wondered why she spit in the face of the council. She had been free. Sure, she had no real home, but that's better then insanity right.
But no. Some dead force had to decide that she was special. That she needed to fight. That she needed to care. And it had nearly killed her.
But that was different now. Things were changed. She wasn't crazy. She now knew that killing wasn't what she was made to do. She was made to save people. She just hoped that they would all understand that in Sunnydale.
Connor shifted next to her, his head now resting on her shoulder. Her instincts told her to push him off of her. she couldn't bring herself to do it. Maybe it was the way his warm shoulder pressed against her cold one. Maybe it was the way that even in sleep he looked troubled. Or maybe it was that she simply felt connected to him. Like he would understand her given the chance. She closed her eyes again, hoping that sleep would take her.
~~&~~
Connor awoke out of a disturbing dream, he had been a mouse, being chased by a cat. He took in a deep breath, smelling her. He realized he was leaning against her, his face was in her hair, his shoulder touching hers. He wasn't used to waking up so close to someone. Not since Cordy...............
He shook the thought out of his head, not wanting to think about the pain. He felt her move under him slightly, and heard her whimper quietly. He was quite surprised by this. Faith was miss tough chick USA, what would cause her to whimper?
Sleep. He thought to himself. Had he not seen her turning and moaning in sleep just the day before? He moved from his position and sat up strait. He looked down at her. She had her head rested against the window, with strands of hair falling across her face. He resisted the urge to push them back, feeling that Faith would see it as crossing the line.
There was something different about her face in sleep. She still looked troubled, but in a different way. When awake, she looked like there was nothing she couldn't handle, determination always covered her features. But in sleep, she looked delicate, helpless, young. Almost child like.
Sun rose from the east, shinning on her face, clear of makeup for the first time since he met her. She looked poetically beautiful, and he could spend the day thinking about it.
But in the front Willow noticed that he was awake. "So, Connor" she said, attempting small talk. "I think You'll really like it in Sunnydale. It's a smaller town, but homey. And Buffy really is the greatest, and Dawns about your age-"
Connor cut her off, "You don't have to pretend that this is some little vacation that my father thought would be fun for me" he said.
"What are you talking about?" Willow asked. "Angel thought it would be nice if-" she was cut off again.
"Angel though it would be nice if he didn't have to look at me for a while" he said. "I'm not stupid. I know I screwed up. If it was anyone else, they would of caught that Cordy wasn't Cordy" he said.
"Connor, you can't completely blame yourself. I talked to her, and I didn't catch anything off. Hell, I had a full out battle with her, and didn't even know it was her I was fighting" Willow reassured him.
Connor said nothing. He thought back to what had happened. If Willow hadn't forgotten her purse, then they could of all been killed. Connor had began to put the pieces together after Cordilia told him to kill Angelus. If he had succeeded, then things could of turned out even worse.
But Willow had come back right after Cordilia stepped down the stairs. She quite quickly put the pieces together, and whispered some words in Latin that sent Cordy to the floor. Connor had run to her side, scared for her and the baby at first. But then Cordilia looked up at him, her eyes glowing red with power.
What happened next was all a blur. Cordilia and Willow had a battle of magic, that lasted for what seemed forever, until at last, Cordilia's eyes rolled back into her head, and her body went limp sending her strait to the ground. Again. They had all watched in amazement as Cord's stomach shrunk down to normal side.
But she didn't wake up. She wasn't dead, but the evil that had taken control of her had used up a lot of her power and strength, not to mention Willow's attacks. Willow gave them a list of herbs and such to make her heal faster. And told them that besides that, all they could do was put her in bed, and wait for her to wake up. It could be days, even weeks. Or it could be an hour.
After that, Angel had talked to Willow in private. When they were done, Willow told Connor be going with her. That Angel had thought after all he'd been put through, he could use the vacation time. And they could use his strength.
And so Here he was, sitting in the back of Willow's car, on his way to a new town. A town full of people that he had never met. People he had barely even heard stories about. He leaned his head against the window, and looked at the rising sun. He a green road sine approaching, it read, 'welcome to Sunnydale'.
A/N- This chapter isn't really involving the Scooby Gang yet I know, but The next chapters will all be in Buffy land. I thought long and hard about whether this should be in the Angel section, of Buffy section, and decided that it belonged here. Though it centers around Connor and Faith, it will be involved with other Buffy Characters. Thank you, and please review.