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The Buffy & Angel Trilogy

~Part 2~

Historical Note: This Trilogy takes place in the fifth season of Buffy, and the third season of Angel.

Author's Note: By now in the show, Dawn has joined the Summers' family, but the arrival of Glory will be postponed due to my stories perspective; which is about Buffy, Angel, and Connor.

Also, you'll notice that some of the plots from both of the shows later episodes are happening sooner since I've altered a lot of both shows story lines.

Prologue:

Buffy walked through the doors of the hotel feeling numb as she walked straight towards Angel's office. The only thing around her was silence, and everything felt as if it went in slow motion.

Wesley was sitting up on the couch as he cleaned himself up with a wash cloth and a bowl of water when Buffy walked in.

"Buffy?" Wesley said as Buffy walked into the place, but she ignored him as he watched her walk into Angel's office. A few seconds later, Angel went running in and looked around.

Suddenly, loud crashing sounds came from Angel's office. He quickly ran towards the direction where the noise was coming from.

Buffy was kneeling on the ground pulling out books from the bookshelf he had in his office. Angel just stood there for a second, not knowing what to do to make the situation better.

"Buffy, doing this won't get him back," he told her as he put a hand on her shoulder.

"Maybe not, but I'm going to try," she told him as she got up with a book in her hands.

"Buffy, wait. What are you doing?" he asked as he followed her out into the lobby. She slammed the book down on the counter and whipped around.

"Who's Holtz?" she asked.

"What-" he began.

"No, Angel, don't you dare act like you don't know who I'm talking about. You said his name. You knew him, now how is Holtz?" she asked again. Angel looked down to the ground as he thought back o the first time he had met Daniel Holtz.

"He, he was a vampire hunter a century or so ago. He had been after Darla and I before I was cursed," he told her.

"What does he want with Connor?" she asked.

"I swear I don't know," he told her honestly.

"Then why do you think he set all this up and took him?" she asked. Angel sighed knowing exactly why Holtz had kidnapped Connor.

"One night Darla suggested we go to Holtz's house and make trouble," he began painfully remembering what he had done as Angelus. "So by the time he got home that night, Darla and I had killed his whole family. Darla sired his young daughter," he explained.

"After that night, he had vowed to get even with us. All this time has passed; he-he was mortal, I thought he was dead," he guessed.

"So our son is gone because of some centuries old revenge plot?" she asked angrily. "Connor is gone in some hell dimension, and I'll never be able to see him again because you and your sire once killed this mans family?" she said before walking away.

"Buffy," Angel said as he grabbed her arm.

"Don't touch me," she said before running up the stairs. Angel waited, and sure enough, he heard their door slam. He scratched the back of his head in frustration as he walked back towards Wesley to see how he was.

"Where's Connor?" Wesley asked as he tried to sit up more. Angel sat down beside him.

"He's gone. Holtz took him and jumped into a hell portal of some kind," he explained as he himself felt distraught from the shock of seeing his only son; only child; being taken away by one of Angel's worst enemies.

"Angel, I'm so sorry. I tried-" Wesley began.

"It's not your fault. You're lucky you're alive," he told him.

"Yeah, real lucky. I let Connor get taken away," he told him, angry with himself.

"No. There was nothing you could've done," he assured him, "We'll find a way to get him back," he told Wesley, and himself at the same time.

He had no idea how, or where he was going to start, then he thought of something.

"The Oracles!" he said as he got up quickly.

"But they can't-" Wesley began.

"They might be able to tell me where Connor is," he said. He looked up towards the direction Buffy disappeared to.

"I'll call Gunn and Cordy; tell them what happened. That way they can get over here and keep watch in case something else happens," Angel said as he walked over to the phone to make his phone calls.

After a few minutes, he hung up and walked over towards Wesley.

"Keep an eye on Buffy until they get here," Angel told him before walking out the door.

* * *

"What have you brought us Greater Worrier?" The female Oracle asked as Angel entered. Angel threw them a vase.

"18th Century vase," he told them.

"What is it you wish to know?" The female asked.

"My son. He's been kidnapped. I want to know where he is and how I can get him back," Angel said quickly, knowing the Oracles didn't like to wait.

"It seems your son has been brought to a hell dimension," The male Oracle answered.

"How do I get him back?" Angel asked quickly.

"That we do not know. You must figure that out on your own," The male said.

"But how? I mean, where do I even start?" he asked. "You have to help me get my son back," he told them.

"We cannot do that. It is not in our power to do so," The female explained. Angel shook his head.

"No. You can, I know what you're capable of doing. You can find my son and bring him back," Angel told them.

"W cannot interfere in this," they told him.

"Why won't you do it? He's innocent. He doesn't deserve to grow up in some sort of hell dimension!" he told them feeling hurt and angry with them for not helping him.

"Look. You let Connor be so that he could help fight evil; so that you two could gain a powerful worrier from two powerful ones. Why can't you help me?" Angel asked desperately.

"Were sorry, but we cannot interfere with lower level's unless it's of great importance," The male said.

"This is!" Angel exclaimed before the Oracles turned around and waved him away. Angel was then thrown out of their sanctuary.

"Damnitt!" he yelled at the mystical door. He looked at the door for a few more seconds he walked out into the sewers, and back to the hotel.