This is where I'd like to point out that this takes place five years after season five of Angel, except that most of the junk that people didn't like didn't take place. So pretty much halfway through season five applies. I don't know about Illeryia (I know it's not spelled right) though, I can't decide if she's killed Fred or not. :P Oh well. Enjoy. :)
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Conner listened to the highly annoying laugh of Harmony while wondering if Spike found what he wanted in harmony's desk. Harmony kept prattling on about something stupid as Conner tuned her out and watched the band behind her.

After an hour of enduring Harmony talking and throwing in clever comments that she probably didn't understand, Conner looked at his watch and mentioned the time. Harmony gasped and suggested she go back to work. Conner agreed with her and was glad when she didn't insist on giving him her number. Harmony left and Conner left to go meet Spike. He was definitely going to stake him if he turned him down for the job.

Spike was there at the spot. He didn't look like himself without the leather jacket. Conner pulled it off and threw it at him. Spike grinned at Conner's solemn expression. "So did you get it or what?" Conner asked, annoyed at Spike.

As a reply Spike raised his hand a jingled something at Conner. Car keys. "What the hell is that?" Conner asked.

"Keys to the Viper," Spike said, referring to Angel's favorite car to drive. Seeing as Spike like to annoy the hell out of Angel any way he could, stealing the Viper would be an extra annoyance. Conner just hoped his name wouldn't come up when Angel noticed it was gone.

"Couldn't you just hot wire it? You're evil, you have to know how," Conner said.

"Yeah," Spike admitted, "But didn't wanna mess with the internal wirin' and such...ruins the beauty of stealin' it." Conner didn't get how that was, but he let it slide.

"So why did Harmony have the keys?" Conner asked. Spike took his time sliding his jacket into place.

"Got this off a slayer once in New York, ya know," Spike commented. Yeah, Conner knew, everyone knew as much as Spike let everyone know. "Angel thought Harmony would hide them or something, or keep them a secret...he overestimated her. Girl can't hide anything, 'cept maybe a stake under a mattress..." Conner rolled his eyes, he didn't know what the stake and mattress thing was about, but with Harmony involved it was probably really stupid. "Anyway, easy pickin's findin' the keys."

"Fine," Conner said, giving up on the subject of Harmony, "So do I have the job or not?"

"Huh?" Spike said, forgetting the job Conner applied for. Then it clicked. "Oh, yeah. Sure."

"Good, when do I start?" Conner asked, not knowing if Spike would even tell him.

"I don't bloody know," Spike said, toying with the Viper keys, "Ask Angel if you really care, 'cause I don't." Conner sighed.

"Alright, fine," Conner said, a little peeved at Spike. "But this doesn't mean that I won't stake you someday," He warned.

Spike just laughed. "Like you could," He said in that stupid accent.

"I will someday," Conner promised.

"Yeah right," Spike said and walked off. Conner just scoffed and walked back to Wolfram and Hart to tell 'daddy' the good news.

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Dawn wandered down the halls. Buffy had woken up earlier and demanded ice cream. Dawn didn't know why she wanted some, but she said she'd try to find a kitchen or something. Now she wished she'd just gone to the lobby and went to the store because she was starting to think she was lost.

"I can't think like that," She told herself, if she admitted she was lost, then she would be. For the moment she thought maybe she just took a wrong turn.

She rounded and corner and nearly ran into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry!" She said automatically.

"Oh, that's okay," He said. It was that boy again, Conner. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

"Neither was I, actually," Dawn admitted.

"Yeah, these halls are just too big, you know," Conner said.

"Yeah," Dawn agreed, "Hey, do you know where the main lobby is?"

Conner nodded and looked around. "Yeah, I know where it is...how to get there from here...that's a different story," Conner said, laughing a little, "Actually, I was headed there."

"Oh really?" Dawn said, surprised that they were going to the same place.

"Yeah," Conner said, they both started walking down the hall where Conner came from, "Just spoke to the head honcho himself."

"You mean Angel?" Dawn asked innocently.

"Yeah," Conner said, grinning, "I landed my interview. I am officially a member of Wolfram and Hart." Dawn congratulated him. "Yeah...it's cool. Part of a giant evil law firm and all. Angel's not too happy about that."

"Really?" Dawn said, "Why not? How's it any of his business if you work here or not?"

"Well," Conner said slowly, "I'm not supposed to tell anyone but..." He glanced at Dawn, "Angel's my father," Conner said suavely.

"What?" Dawn said. Conner nodded. "Angel's a vampire, that's not possible."

"I know, it was miracle," Conner said. Dawn looked at him skeptically. "No really. There was this goddess, and she needed a miracle to be brought into the world. So I was born from two vampire parents."

"Really?" Dawn asked.

"Yeah...it was this whole...you know apocalypse thing, but we managed to get past it," Conner said, "Or I did anyway. Thank god for false memories."

"You have false memories too?" Dawn asked. He looked at her strangely and she looked down, blushing. "Well...I'm kinda a miracle too," She admitted.

"Really?" He asked. He watched her closely as if she might start glowing.

"Yeah...I'm this...mystical energy...thing...that can unleash doom and terror upon this and many worlds," Dawn said in a deep voice.

"Heavy," Conner said.

"You get used to it," Dawn said, shrugging it off.

"Yeah, well, you don't look like an energy...thing," Conner said in a complementing tone.

"You should see me at night, I glow," Dawn said mysteriously.

"Cool, cool," Conner said, "But you should see me, I can jump off'a stuff," Dawn laughed, "Really high up stuff," Conner said, laughing too.

"Yeah, well, I'm not supposed to exist," Dawn said, topping him.

"Neither am I," Conner said, matching her.

"Well, I was really born eight years ago," Dawn said, counting back the years. Three years of actually living in Sunnydale and five years in Rome.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," Dawn boasted. Conner crinkled his brow in thought.

"I was born eight years ago...in this world anyway," Conner said.

"What do you mean, in this world?" Dawn asked, not understanding him.

"Well, there was this whole thing with being kidnapped as a baby from Angel, then going to a hell dimension and coming back seventeen years later when this world only passed through a few months and then trying to kill Angel and then the false memories and blah blah..." Conner was looked off in thought, "I prefer to think about the false memories than the real ones."

"I bet..." Dawn said, taking in that whole of Conner's past. It was a lot to take. "I've been through stuff too, you know," She told him.

"Like what?" Conner asked, honestly curious.

"Well..." This time it was Dawn's turn to drift into thought, "My mom died shortly after I was created, then Buffy died, then she came back. Then a good friend died, her name was Tara. Then someone else died...I'm not sure if he was a friend or not..." Dawn mused.

"How did he die?" Conner asked, "Sorry for all of your loss by the way."

"Thanks..." Dawn said quietly, "He saved the world...he died for all of us."

"I guess he was a friend then," Conner said.

"But he was evil..." Dawn said, "He tried to kill Buffy lots of times...he...he hurt her for real...I can't forgive him for that..."

"But he saved you all, that's what you said," Conner said.

"I know but..." Dawn sighed, reminding herself of Buffy. "Let's change the subject..." Dawn suggested.

"Okay..." Conner agreed, "How long have you been in L.A.?" He asked.

"Just recently," She said smiling, "Buffy and I are staying here for a while to deal with some issues."

"Apocalypse?" Conner guessed.

"How'd you know?" Dawn asked, surprised that he already knew.

"I work here now, I know things. Well, Angel told me anyway," Conner said. He grinned. Dawn laughed.

"So," Dawn said, "Have you been here long?" She asked.

"No, I came straight from college," Conner said proudly.

"Really? What college did you go to?" Dawn asked.

"I went to Harvard, four years," Conner boasted.

"Wow. I went to Rome University, two years," Dawn said with pride, not many people can go to a school in Rome.

"Cool," Conner said smiling.

"Hey, did Angel see his bloody missing Viper yet?" a familiar British accent said from behind Dawn and Conner. Dawn was almost afraid to turn around. She noticed they were near where Buffy and Dawn's room was now.

"I don't think so," Conner said, turning around.

"Who's that?" Spike asked. Dawn turned slowly and saw Spike, looking like he did when he died. "Oh...hey niblet," He said smiling a little bit, but also looking worried. "What're you doin' here?"

"Buffy and I are here about an apocalypse," Dawn told him coldly, still hating him for what he was.

"Wait," Spike dropped the half-smile and looked almost afraid, "Buffy's here?" He asked.

Just then a door opened behind Dawn in the direction she had been walking opposite of Spike. "Dawn? are you out there?" Buffy asked. Dawn turned to look at Buffy just as she caught sight of Spike. "...Spike..." Buffy said breathless.

"Buffy..." Spike said back.

"Wait...you all know each other?" Conner asked, a little confused.

"Yeah," Dawn said.

"Oh so he's that guy you meant that died..." Conner said, connecting the pieces. "So can I still stake him?" He asked, a little disappointed.

"Yes!" Dawn said.

At the same time Buffy said, "No!" All the while Buffy and Spike both had their eyes locked on each other, unable to move.

"So...what now?" Conner asked. Dawn didn't really know.