AN/ Glad people are liking this…I wasn't too sure about how it would go over…Please continue to review!!!! I promise the romance is coming!

Chapter Three

Connor was lying in his bed, starring up at the ceiling. He couldn't get Faith's words out of his mind. He really couldn't believe that what he had done to Angel had affected someone so terribly.

He didn't like seeing her upset, but he also knew she was wrong. He didn't feel bad about what he had done. He knew what a horrible…Thing…his so called father was. And even though the girl didn't believe him, Angel had killed his father…Justine was there. She had seen it.

He didn't feel bad about what he had done…There was no reason to. Now he just had to convince himself of that.

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Faith was pacing back and forth in her room. She knew she had told Connor she wouldn't say anything, but she really hadn't known what he had done…She still didn't. All she knew was that Angel was still alive. And Connor knew where he was.

Besides she knew what happened when you lied. She had gotten Buffy to cover for once too. And all it had done was take her to a very dark place that she never wanted to go back to.

She could see so much of herself in Connor. She knew she wasn't helping him by covering, but part of her also knew that was a lesson he had to learn on his own. If she turned him in, then he would just run, and become even more like the old her. And she didn't want to see anyone go down that path.

*****

"Faith! Connor! Gunn and I are gonna order a pizza! Do you guys want!?" Fred screamed up the stairs.

"Pizza sounds good," Faith said, walking down the stairs.

"I'm really not very hungry," Connor replied from his room.

"That's strange. He's always hungry." Fred stated calmly, "Are you okay?" She asked, noticing a strange look on Faith's face.

"Oh…No. I'm fine, its just…" She trailed off.

"You were looking forward to seeing Angel. I understand. Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find him," Faith noticed the smooth, comforting voice the young woman had. She knew what to say to make people feel better.

"I'm sure we will," She said, jetting her eyes toward the stairs.

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Connor had creeped out through the window when he was sure the other three were preoccupied with pizza.

"What do you mean, you want to tell them!?" Justine asked him.

"They are sad…They loved Angel."

"Then they are just as bad as he is…Stephen! He KILLED your father! How can you tell them where he is…They will rescue him, and he will not be suffering! It will be like it was, and he will turn on them and kill again!" Justine tried to convince Connor that he wasn't thinking clearly.

"There is this ball in my stomach. I feel bad…Guilty."

"How can you feel bad? He killed your father, Stephen!" She repeated.

"He IS my father! And my name isn't Stephen…Its Connor." He finally said. After all that Faith had said, he finally realized that he couldn't change that.

"What? Are you becoming one of them? You are using the name HE gave you…The name given to you by a monster. The name given to you by the man that killed your father! How could you betray him like that?" She asked him.

"I know that he killed my father…The man who raised me…But I am from him…He is part of me…And I can't change that."

"Who filled you head full of this CRAP!? Does someone know what happened?" She asked, suddenly realizing that Connor could not have come to these conclusions alone, "Did you tell someone?" He looked away form her. He knew what she would say if he told her about Faith.

"No."

"Yes…Who? Who in the hell did you tell?" She forced.

"No one…She doesn't know what happened…"

"But she knows something?" He looked away form her again.

"No…Nothing…"

"If you tell them, do you think they will still want to speak to you? Do you think they will ever trust you again?" She asked.

"Maybe that's what I deserve…" He said walking out of the tiny hotel room.

End Chapter Three