Realization
Chapter 4: Feelings
AN: So sorry to take so long in writing this fanfic, but at least it's out. PLEASE REVIEW! I have no way of knowing if you read unless you review!!!!!!!!!
"I can't believe you were so careless, Abby! You should be much more careful. And Angel, how could you let her go?!" Cordy was wrapping up her arm after Fred has cleaned it. Connor was sitting beside them both on the couch. Angel seemed to be speechless.
"Stop bitching Cordy, I'm fine!" Abby cried. Angel and Cordelia seemed to look at her in the same way, as if telling her not to push it. She stopped talking and let Cordelia finish off her arm. Then Cordy stood up and left. Abby expected a speech from Angel, but it never came. He did ask to speak to her however.
"What is it?" she asked him.
"I need to go take a shower..." Abby blushed.
"Why are you telling me this?" she exclaimed quickly.
"You didn't let me finish! I need you to entertain Connor, er, Steven, until I get back." Angel started to walk away but Abby stopped him.
"What am I supposed to do with him?"
"You're a smart girl. You figure it out." He patted her on the shoulder and walked away. Abby sighed and went back out into the lobby to find Connor.
Only one problem.
He was gone.
"Shit! Uh, Co-, I mean, Steven!? Where are you?" she yelled loudly, hoping he hadn't left. She headed towards the front door and called his name again. Then she felt a warm arm around her waist. She gasped in surprise and turned around, ready to fight.
God! You scared me!" she started yelling random words in Chinese, her native language. Connor started to back away but Abby quickly recovered and grabbed his hand.
"Sorry. I do that sometimes, when someone scares me," she apologized.
"Is that demon language?" Connor frowned. Abby cocked her head to one side and stared. Then she smiled.
"Uh, no. It's Chinese. My mother is from China; she taught me." Connor nodded.
Silence. It was terrible. That feeling of not knowing what to say. Abby wanted to ask him something terribly bad, but she didn't want to poke around in his business. Actually, another thought was starting to cross her mind, but she wanted to keep the conversation away from that topic.
Connor seemed to feel awkward too, but he took the initiative to ask her a question first.
"Why do you like Angeles?" he asked casually, trying not to sound too strange. Abby turned a deep red color.
"Why do I like him?" she asked herself aloud, looking down at her feet, "well, I like Angel," she emphasized the name Angel and not Angeles, "because he saved my life, many times actually, and I care about him. He's a nice guy. Why do you hate him so much?" Abby asked.
"He's not Angeles anymore, Steven, he's Angel. He's not that thing he used to be." she added before Connor could respond to her previous statement. Connor changed the subject.
"Back in your apartment, when you pressed you lips against mine, did that mean that you love me?" Abby turned even redder then she had been before. Could he read her mind or what? He always seemed to know when something was wrong.
"I-I dunno," she said quietly. "Do you love me?" This time it was Connor's turn to turn red.
"I'm not sure. What does love feel like?" he asked slowly.
"I'm not sure either. I've never been in love before. In movies, it's like, supposed to be like walking on air. It's supposed to be the best feeling in the world. But I don't really know." Abby was starting to feel more comfortable discussing this now. Connor was warming up to this conversation, too.
"What is this 'movie' you speak of?" Connor asked. Abby smiled.
"You've never seen a movie before? Oh, I forgot, you came from that. that place. I'll have to take you to one someday," she smiled. Connor looked confused.
"So, back to the kiss." She really didn't want to think about this anymore, it was starting to get uncomfortable again, but she had to know. "I also heard from movies, that when you kiss, your supposed to feel something, especially when the person is 'the one' for you. Did you feel something?" she knew she sounded stupid, but she had to know.
"Let's just see." Connor leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. He was as gentle as he could be, and his lips felt like they weren't even touching hers, but they were. She could feel every inch of his mouth, she could taste him, it was like heaven. Abby let her mind wander, and she wasn't thinking of anything in particular really. Nothing but Connor and. other stuff. When they broke their embrace, Abby looked down at her feet.
"Well, I definitely felt. something." Abby commented silently.
"Me too." Connor agreed. Abby seemed to remember something.
"I'm supposed to try and get this off the floor every day," she indicated the pentogram, "but every time I try to get it off, something bad happens. I'm not a very good witch. But I'll try anyway. 'Handaga shaabre'," Abby whispered quietly.
There was a loud banging sound from upstairs. A few seconds later, Gunn came flying down the stairs and into the wall.
"What the hell have I done this time? God, Charles, are you alright?" Abby and Connor rushed over to help him up.
"There are a few very pissed off demons up there," Gunn commented.
AN: I'm tired of typing, so I think this is a good place to stop. PLEASE REMEMBER TO REVIEW!
Chapter 4: Feelings
AN: So sorry to take so long in writing this fanfic, but at least it's out. PLEASE REVIEW! I have no way of knowing if you read unless you review!!!!!!!!!
"I can't believe you were so careless, Abby! You should be much more careful. And Angel, how could you let her go?!" Cordy was wrapping up her arm after Fred has cleaned it. Connor was sitting beside them both on the couch. Angel seemed to be speechless.
"Stop bitching Cordy, I'm fine!" Abby cried. Angel and Cordelia seemed to look at her in the same way, as if telling her not to push it. She stopped talking and let Cordelia finish off her arm. Then Cordy stood up and left. Abby expected a speech from Angel, but it never came. He did ask to speak to her however.
"What is it?" she asked him.
"I need to go take a shower..." Abby blushed.
"Why are you telling me this?" she exclaimed quickly.
"You didn't let me finish! I need you to entertain Connor, er, Steven, until I get back." Angel started to walk away but Abby stopped him.
"What am I supposed to do with him?"
"You're a smart girl. You figure it out." He patted her on the shoulder and walked away. Abby sighed and went back out into the lobby to find Connor.
Only one problem.
He was gone.
"Shit! Uh, Co-, I mean, Steven!? Where are you?" she yelled loudly, hoping he hadn't left. She headed towards the front door and called his name again. Then she felt a warm arm around her waist. She gasped in surprise and turned around, ready to fight.
God! You scared me!" she started yelling random words in Chinese, her native language. Connor started to back away but Abby quickly recovered and grabbed his hand.
"Sorry. I do that sometimes, when someone scares me," she apologized.
"Is that demon language?" Connor frowned. Abby cocked her head to one side and stared. Then she smiled.
"Uh, no. It's Chinese. My mother is from China; she taught me." Connor nodded.
Silence. It was terrible. That feeling of not knowing what to say. Abby wanted to ask him something terribly bad, but she didn't want to poke around in his business. Actually, another thought was starting to cross her mind, but she wanted to keep the conversation away from that topic.
Connor seemed to feel awkward too, but he took the initiative to ask her a question first.
"Why do you like Angeles?" he asked casually, trying not to sound too strange. Abby turned a deep red color.
"Why do I like him?" she asked herself aloud, looking down at her feet, "well, I like Angel," she emphasized the name Angel and not Angeles, "because he saved my life, many times actually, and I care about him. He's a nice guy. Why do you hate him so much?" Abby asked.
"He's not Angeles anymore, Steven, he's Angel. He's not that thing he used to be." she added before Connor could respond to her previous statement. Connor changed the subject.
"Back in your apartment, when you pressed you lips against mine, did that mean that you love me?" Abby turned even redder then she had been before. Could he read her mind or what? He always seemed to know when something was wrong.
"I-I dunno," she said quietly. "Do you love me?" This time it was Connor's turn to turn red.
"I'm not sure. What does love feel like?" he asked slowly.
"I'm not sure either. I've never been in love before. In movies, it's like, supposed to be like walking on air. It's supposed to be the best feeling in the world. But I don't really know." Abby was starting to feel more comfortable discussing this now. Connor was warming up to this conversation, too.
"What is this 'movie' you speak of?" Connor asked. Abby smiled.
"You've never seen a movie before? Oh, I forgot, you came from that. that place. I'll have to take you to one someday," she smiled. Connor looked confused.
"So, back to the kiss." She really didn't want to think about this anymore, it was starting to get uncomfortable again, but she had to know. "I also heard from movies, that when you kiss, your supposed to feel something, especially when the person is 'the one' for you. Did you feel something?" she knew she sounded stupid, but she had to know.
"Let's just see." Connor leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. He was as gentle as he could be, and his lips felt like they weren't even touching hers, but they were. She could feel every inch of his mouth, she could taste him, it was like heaven. Abby let her mind wander, and she wasn't thinking of anything in particular really. Nothing but Connor and. other stuff. When they broke their embrace, Abby looked down at her feet.
"Well, I definitely felt. something." Abby commented silently.
"Me too." Connor agreed. Abby seemed to remember something.
"I'm supposed to try and get this off the floor every day," she indicated the pentogram, "but every time I try to get it off, something bad happens. I'm not a very good witch. But I'll try anyway. 'Handaga shaabre'," Abby whispered quietly.
There was a loud banging sound from upstairs. A few seconds later, Gunn came flying down the stairs and into the wall.
"What the hell have I done this time? God, Charles, are you alright?" Abby and Connor rushed over to help him up.
"There are a few very pissed off demons up there," Gunn commented.
AN: I'm tired of typing, so I think this is a good place to stop. PLEASE REMEMBER TO REVIEW!