Title: Pet, Peaches and Patches
Author: Aset
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PART FIVE
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In a nice, clean hotel-room a young man was sitting on a chair near the window, playing on his guitar. It sounded good, great even. In the room next door a couple were arguing, but the man wasn't really bothered. He had his music. As he looked out the window, seeing some children play in the park across the street, he didn't regret leaving LA, and the life he'd built up there. Being a lawyer, that hasn't changed, only his employer. Instead of the mighty law firm Wolfram and Hart, the name on his business- cards now read 'Bellington's ', the senior partners were no longer part of the picture here, Joan Bellington ruled now. And instead of Lilah Morgan he had to work with Frank Sear, a surly man in his mid-forties, and a part of Bellington's since the 1980's.
Lindsey sighed as he stilled the strings and put his instrument away. He'd come to Boston to start his life anew, and so far he was doing great. One of the best things was that he hadn't been meeting the forces of darkness anymore... no demons, no vampires, and best of all, no Angel. He didn't really like the souled-vampire, in fact he pretty much hated his guts. After all, he cut off his hand... That problem was now solved but still....
He didn't really miss LA. 'Boston is where my future is' he'd decided when he'd arrived, and later on he was able to add ' and the woman I love'. The one who'd found the key to his heart had been Jessica, a pretty brunette with blue eyes, a photographer for a local newspaper, and daughter to Joan Bellington.... Lindsey sighed as he took up her photo form the cupboard, caressing the forms of her perfect figure before putting it down as the phone rang....
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Richard Groenenbergh was driving in his brand-new BMW Z3, ready to pick up his date for yet another fabulous evening.
He had it al planned.... Flowers, a diner at some expensive restaurant, a walk through the park with moonlight as their guide, or maybe he'd take her to some place quiet, overlooking the city.
He knew that this was supposed to be strictly business, but still.... too bad it had to be her. He looked at the ring in his hand....it looked exactly like the rind he'd given to her. He thought back to that moment as he stopped at the crossroad. She'd been thrilled, and had given him a quick kiss, followed by some giggles, and then that megawatt smile of hers.
He'd do the switch tonight. No need to postpone it any longer; Big Boss was waiting and he'd only get more hurt...he was falling for her, big time...
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'Angel!' she yelled, waking up Connor from his peaceful sleep.
'Stop yelling! You're waking the baby! I'm here!' Angel said as he hurried over to them, picking up the baby, soothing him.
'Well... since Connor is MY son as you so eagerly informed Spike, that shouldn't really pose a problem then, should it?' Cordy asked him with a smile on her face, but there was a hint of anger in her voice.
'Cordy...' Angel said as he let out an unnecessary breath.
'Angel...I have no idea...He's your son!'
'I know...'
'Your son?! You...and the cheerleader?' Spike exclaimed in a voice filled with sarcasm.
'Connor's my son, yes.' Angel sighed again, and looked over to Cordy with pleading eyes, but she just turned away, picking up her purse and waving to them as she walked over to the door
'Have a nice evening y'all! I'm off on my date with Richard!' she said before she left.
No she didn't want to be a part of this. She'd have a nice chat with Angel later on, but right now... Richard was waiting, with his nice clothing and very nice car, ready to take her to nice and exclusive places... just the way she liked it...
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''You...had a baby?' Spike asked, then looked up to the ceiling and exclaimed,' Thank you! Can't I have one normal person in my family?!'
'Hey!'
'Sorry, didn't mean the kid'
'I know...'
'So...'
Angel sighed as he walked over to the couch, Connor still in his arms, and started the story from the beginning, bringing Spike up to date, and cleared out the previous misunderstandings.
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Author: Aset
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PART FIVE
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In a nice, clean hotel-room a young man was sitting on a chair near the window, playing on his guitar. It sounded good, great even. In the room next door a couple were arguing, but the man wasn't really bothered. He had his music. As he looked out the window, seeing some children play in the park across the street, he didn't regret leaving LA, and the life he'd built up there. Being a lawyer, that hasn't changed, only his employer. Instead of the mighty law firm Wolfram and Hart, the name on his business- cards now read 'Bellington's ', the senior partners were no longer part of the picture here, Joan Bellington ruled now. And instead of Lilah Morgan he had to work with Frank Sear, a surly man in his mid-forties, and a part of Bellington's since the 1980's.
Lindsey sighed as he stilled the strings and put his instrument away. He'd come to Boston to start his life anew, and so far he was doing great. One of the best things was that he hadn't been meeting the forces of darkness anymore... no demons, no vampires, and best of all, no Angel. He didn't really like the souled-vampire, in fact he pretty much hated his guts. After all, he cut off his hand... That problem was now solved but still....
He didn't really miss LA. 'Boston is where my future is' he'd decided when he'd arrived, and later on he was able to add ' and the woman I love'. The one who'd found the key to his heart had been Jessica, a pretty brunette with blue eyes, a photographer for a local newspaper, and daughter to Joan Bellington.... Lindsey sighed as he took up her photo form the cupboard, caressing the forms of her perfect figure before putting it down as the phone rang....
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Richard Groenenbergh was driving in his brand-new BMW Z3, ready to pick up his date for yet another fabulous evening.
He had it al planned.... Flowers, a diner at some expensive restaurant, a walk through the park with moonlight as their guide, or maybe he'd take her to some place quiet, overlooking the city.
He knew that this was supposed to be strictly business, but still.... too bad it had to be her. He looked at the ring in his hand....it looked exactly like the rind he'd given to her. He thought back to that moment as he stopped at the crossroad. She'd been thrilled, and had given him a quick kiss, followed by some giggles, and then that megawatt smile of hers.
He'd do the switch tonight. No need to postpone it any longer; Big Boss was waiting and he'd only get more hurt...he was falling for her, big time...
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'Angel!' she yelled, waking up Connor from his peaceful sleep.
'Stop yelling! You're waking the baby! I'm here!' Angel said as he hurried over to them, picking up the baby, soothing him.
'Well... since Connor is MY son as you so eagerly informed Spike, that shouldn't really pose a problem then, should it?' Cordy asked him with a smile on her face, but there was a hint of anger in her voice.
'Cordy...' Angel said as he let out an unnecessary breath.
'Angel...I have no idea...He's your son!'
'I know...'
'Your son?! You...and the cheerleader?' Spike exclaimed in a voice filled with sarcasm.
'Connor's my son, yes.' Angel sighed again, and looked over to Cordy with pleading eyes, but she just turned away, picking up her purse and waving to them as she walked over to the door
'Have a nice evening y'all! I'm off on my date with Richard!' she said before she left.
No she didn't want to be a part of this. She'd have a nice chat with Angel later on, but right now... Richard was waiting, with his nice clothing and very nice car, ready to take her to nice and exclusive places... just the way she liked it...
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''You...had a baby?' Spike asked, then looked up to the ceiling and exclaimed,' Thank you! Can't I have one normal person in my family?!'
'Hey!'
'Sorry, didn't mean the kid'
'I know...'
'So...'
Angel sighed as he walked over to the couch, Connor still in his arms, and started the story from the beginning, bringing Spike up to date, and cleared out the previous misunderstandings.
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