Realization
Chapter 2: Forgiving?
AN: I'm so sorry I couldn't write in so long! I had a math and earth science final! I got B's on both! Anyway, I should get the next chapter out really soon! R&R! I want at least 5 more reviews before I start the next chapter! So please review!
As soon as Connor swung his fist towards Angel, Abby started to jump in front of him, but Angel pushed her aside just in time to dodge the punch. Angel quickly retaliated and grabbed Connor's hands.
"What's going on?" Abby asked.
"Not a good time to ask questions…" Angel said, struggling to hold Connor's hands.
"Stop it Steven!" Abby cried. When Angel heard the name Steven, he stopped immediately.
"Are you my son?" he asked as Connor pulled away.
"What is going on?!" Abby urged again. Connor didn't answer either question. Instead, he dodged out the open door and jumped over the rail to the ground. Once on the ground, he continued to run until he was outside their view. Angel gave Abby his coat and started after Connor, but she grabbed his arm.
"Angel, I'm not sure what's going on, but you can't force him to do anything. If he really is your son, he'll be too strong. And anyway, he'll come back soon." Angel listened and nodded.
"But how do you know?"
"Witch's intuition." She smiled at him.
"Well, come on," Angel said changing the subject. "Cordy's gonna kill me if I don't bring you with me for lessons." Abby frowned. She hated her spell lessons. It wasn't the fact that Cordelia taught her and she wasn't even a witch herself, it was just extremely hard.
Abby grabbed a jacket and hooked arms with Angel.
"Shall we go?" Angel smiled and nodded.
Abby remembered that a few months ago she had had a crush on Angel. Actually ever since she first met him. It was really ironic that she had just shared a kiss with his own son.
She continued to ponder this as she stepped through the front door of Angel's home. She found Cordelia sitting in the foyer by the symbol that they had recently drew to get Connor back. She was trying to get the sign off by using soap and scrubbing with a sponge.
"Good! I'm glad you're here. This has to come off with magic and I don't know how to do it. I think it's scaring customers away and Connor isn't coming back and…" she stopped when she realized that Angel was standing there as well.
"Oh Angel, I'm so sorry…" Angel moved his hand as if to dismiss her apology as if it were nothing. Cordelia frowned but went back to scrubbing.
"We had a little run in with Connor. Angel told me he came back out as a teenager," Abby whispered to Cordy after Angel left. Cordelia nodded. Cordelia sighed.
"Yes, I know. I'll talk to him later. Abby, could you go into his office and get me your spell book. That's where we'll start your lessons today." "His office" referred to Wesley. Abby knew nothing about him except that he used to be Angel's best friend. The only thing anyone ever said was that he was most definitely not coming back. She directed her thoughts back to her current mission.
Abby hated this. She was always being more of a maid than a student. She grabbed the book from the shelf, surprised that she hadn't seen Fred or Gunn yet, and headed back for the lobby.
*
Connor fled from Abigail's house as fast as he could. He was most certainly not expecting that the mysterious girl happened to be Angel's friend. He hoped things like this didn't always happen in this new world. Los Angeles had proved to be just as confusing as the Hell world he had once called home. He shuddered the memories from his head, and concentrated on finding his way back to his true father.
As if on cue, he had found the person he was looking for, who just happened to be looking for him.
"Hello father. Where have you been?" Connor was staring into the eyes of Holtz.
"I want you to do me a favor, Steven. Go back to Angel's home and stay there for a day. I want him to trust you. Then we will kill him," Holtz lied. Connor reluctantly nodded.
"Tomorrow then," he said, and led Connor to his hotel.
*
Abby had decided to spend the night with Cordy. She did this often, ever since she met Angel, despite the fact that she had her own apartment. She didn't feel as lonely this way. Angel had also suggested that she stay in case Connor decided to come and seek revenge on Angel by using her. Abby seriously thought this was bull. She really didn't think that Connor would do that, but she didn't want to be alone either way, so she decided to stay.
They spent almost the whole night trying to remove the sign from the floor. It didn't even get lighter. Abby hated being a witch.
*
The next morning, Abby hopped out of bed and headed downstairs, hoping that the symbol had somehow disappeared overnight. No such luck.
Abby sighed. She was such a failure at witchcraft. Sometimes she even thought she wasn't really a witch, though she knew that it wasn't true.
The doorbell rang and interrupted her thoughts. She pulled her fleece cow pajama pants up and made sure the straps on her spaghetti strap top weren't falling down as she headed for the door.
"Hello?" she yawned. When she saw the face behind it, she stood up straight and blinked twice. Her face turned a bright red. His face was expressionless.
"Connor?" she whispered.
AN: Another cliffhanger! YAY! It may take a while to get the next chapter out, because I have so many to write, but I swear it will come eventually! And since summer is here, I'll have more free time to write fics, so stay tuned! And remember, I won't continue until I get at least 5 more reviews!
Chapter 2: Forgiving?
AN: I'm so sorry I couldn't write in so long! I had a math and earth science final! I got B's on both! Anyway, I should get the next chapter out really soon! R&R! I want at least 5 more reviews before I start the next chapter! So please review!
As soon as Connor swung his fist towards Angel, Abby started to jump in front of him, but Angel pushed her aside just in time to dodge the punch. Angel quickly retaliated and grabbed Connor's hands.
"What's going on?" Abby asked.
"Not a good time to ask questions…" Angel said, struggling to hold Connor's hands.
"Stop it Steven!" Abby cried. When Angel heard the name Steven, he stopped immediately.
"Are you my son?" he asked as Connor pulled away.
"What is going on?!" Abby urged again. Connor didn't answer either question. Instead, he dodged out the open door and jumped over the rail to the ground. Once on the ground, he continued to run until he was outside their view. Angel gave Abby his coat and started after Connor, but she grabbed his arm.
"Angel, I'm not sure what's going on, but you can't force him to do anything. If he really is your son, he'll be too strong. And anyway, he'll come back soon." Angel listened and nodded.
"But how do you know?"
"Witch's intuition." She smiled at him.
"Well, come on," Angel said changing the subject. "Cordy's gonna kill me if I don't bring you with me for lessons." Abby frowned. She hated her spell lessons. It wasn't the fact that Cordelia taught her and she wasn't even a witch herself, it was just extremely hard.
Abby grabbed a jacket and hooked arms with Angel.
"Shall we go?" Angel smiled and nodded.
Abby remembered that a few months ago she had had a crush on Angel. Actually ever since she first met him. It was really ironic that she had just shared a kiss with his own son.
She continued to ponder this as she stepped through the front door of Angel's home. She found Cordelia sitting in the foyer by the symbol that they had recently drew to get Connor back. She was trying to get the sign off by using soap and scrubbing with a sponge.
"Good! I'm glad you're here. This has to come off with magic and I don't know how to do it. I think it's scaring customers away and Connor isn't coming back and…" she stopped when she realized that Angel was standing there as well.
"Oh Angel, I'm so sorry…" Angel moved his hand as if to dismiss her apology as if it were nothing. Cordelia frowned but went back to scrubbing.
"We had a little run in with Connor. Angel told me he came back out as a teenager," Abby whispered to Cordy after Angel left. Cordelia nodded. Cordelia sighed.
"Yes, I know. I'll talk to him later. Abby, could you go into his office and get me your spell book. That's where we'll start your lessons today." "His office" referred to Wesley. Abby knew nothing about him except that he used to be Angel's best friend. The only thing anyone ever said was that he was most definitely not coming back. She directed her thoughts back to her current mission.
Abby hated this. She was always being more of a maid than a student. She grabbed the book from the shelf, surprised that she hadn't seen Fred or Gunn yet, and headed back for the lobby.
*
Connor fled from Abigail's house as fast as he could. He was most certainly not expecting that the mysterious girl happened to be Angel's friend. He hoped things like this didn't always happen in this new world. Los Angeles had proved to be just as confusing as the Hell world he had once called home. He shuddered the memories from his head, and concentrated on finding his way back to his true father.
As if on cue, he had found the person he was looking for, who just happened to be looking for him.
"Hello father. Where have you been?" Connor was staring into the eyes of Holtz.
"I want you to do me a favor, Steven. Go back to Angel's home and stay there for a day. I want him to trust you. Then we will kill him," Holtz lied. Connor reluctantly nodded.
"Tomorrow then," he said, and led Connor to his hotel.
*
Abby had decided to spend the night with Cordy. She did this often, ever since she met Angel, despite the fact that she had her own apartment. She didn't feel as lonely this way. Angel had also suggested that she stay in case Connor decided to come and seek revenge on Angel by using her. Abby seriously thought this was bull. She really didn't think that Connor would do that, but she didn't want to be alone either way, so she decided to stay.
They spent almost the whole night trying to remove the sign from the floor. It didn't even get lighter. Abby hated being a witch.
*
The next morning, Abby hopped out of bed and headed downstairs, hoping that the symbol had somehow disappeared overnight. No such luck.
Abby sighed. She was such a failure at witchcraft. Sometimes she even thought she wasn't really a witch, though she knew that it wasn't true.
The doorbell rang and interrupted her thoughts. She pulled her fleece cow pajama pants up and made sure the straps on her spaghetti strap top weren't falling down as she headed for the door.
"Hello?" she yawned. When she saw the face behind it, she stood up straight and blinked twice. Her face turned a bright red. His face was expressionless.
"Connor?" she whispered.
AN: Another cliffhanger! YAY! It may take a while to get the next chapter out, because I have so many to write, but I swear it will come eventually! And since summer is here, I'll have more free time to write fics, so stay tuned! And remember, I won't continue until I get at least 5 more reviews!