LORNE
REACHES OUT
NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though). They belong to the WB. They are WB characters alone. I know Fred use to be into the whole drug thing and Angel use to be a big bad boy. Give me a break. I'm trying to deal with typical teenage issues. And NEVER do drugs or liquor! I don't care how old you are. Stay away from them. They'll kill you! That is all.
Summary: Believe it or not, Lorne does something that will actually help someone. Let's see what happens.
CHAPTER 16
Late that Friday night Connor sat on some of the steps in the hotel. He was thinking. The talk with Angel, Fred's disappointed look, Leslie, Rob, were all flowing through his head like human/vampire fish. Then Lorne walked up to him. Connor looked up.
"Cute. You can still sit," the green demon said.
"He didn't spank me, Lorne," said Connor.
"Aren't you lucky?" said Lorne.
Connor sighed deeply. "Uh-oh," said Lorne. "What's the problem, you little nipper?"
"Never mind. You don't care," said Connor. "None of you do."
"Yeah, that's it, Connor. We all go through our busy little lives not giving a frog's tush about you."
"Oh, no. Here we go. I'm probably the first teen in history to ever get scolded by a green demon," said Connor annoyed.
"I'm not gonna scold you. Well, maybe a little. Can I sit down?"
"Sure. Pull up a stair," replied Connor.
Lorne sat down next to him. "I can understand that you've been through a lot. You were taken from your family when you were only a few months old. You never got to know your mom. Then there was that whole Holtz and Angel thing. The girl you like is used as a punching bag. Man, your life sucks."
"Gee, Lorne, this was fun," said Connor sarcastically, getting up.
"Park it, Junior!" ordered Lorne.
Connor, surprised by Lorne's tone, sat back down. He looked the not so pretty demon in the eyes.
"Okay, Connor. I don't think anyone other than your daddy dearest has talked to you. You need to know the rest of us care. And we do. Even Gunn."
Connor smiled at that. "I know you care a little, Lorne, but I-"
"A little? We care more than ever. Connor, you mean a LOT to us. Never think you don't," said Lorne. "And if we care then you know that Angel definitely does."
"I know Dad cares about me. I'm just having some problems," said Connor. "Lorne, could I tell you something?"
"Sure."
"Okay. It's true. That joint was in my pocket. But I only put it there so that I wouldn't have to take it. I'd never take drugs. Not after what happened to Sunny. I really wouldn't."
"Really? That's smart. Good choice, kid," said Lorne. He put a firm hand on the boy's shoulder. "But don't EVER drink again. Angel won't be the only one you have to deal with if you do."
"Is that a threat?" asked Connor. Lorne narrowed his eyes at him. "All right. Point taken. But now we have to help out Leslie. No matter what."
REACHES OUT
NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though). They belong to the WB. They are WB characters alone. I know Fred use to be into the whole drug thing and Angel use to be a big bad boy. Give me a break. I'm trying to deal with typical teenage issues. And NEVER do drugs or liquor! I don't care how old you are. Stay away from them. They'll kill you! That is all.
Summary: Believe it or not, Lorne does something that will actually help someone. Let's see what happens.
CHAPTER 16
Late that Friday night Connor sat on some of the steps in the hotel. He was thinking. The talk with Angel, Fred's disappointed look, Leslie, Rob, were all flowing through his head like human/vampire fish. Then Lorne walked up to him. Connor looked up.
"Cute. You can still sit," the green demon said.
"He didn't spank me, Lorne," said Connor.
"Aren't you lucky?" said Lorne.
Connor sighed deeply. "Uh-oh," said Lorne. "What's the problem, you little nipper?"
"Never mind. You don't care," said Connor. "None of you do."
"Yeah, that's it, Connor. We all go through our busy little lives not giving a frog's tush about you."
"Oh, no. Here we go. I'm probably the first teen in history to ever get scolded by a green demon," said Connor annoyed.
"I'm not gonna scold you. Well, maybe a little. Can I sit down?"
"Sure. Pull up a stair," replied Connor.
Lorne sat down next to him. "I can understand that you've been through a lot. You were taken from your family when you were only a few months old. You never got to know your mom. Then there was that whole Holtz and Angel thing. The girl you like is used as a punching bag. Man, your life sucks."
"Gee, Lorne, this was fun," said Connor sarcastically, getting up.
"Park it, Junior!" ordered Lorne.
Connor, surprised by Lorne's tone, sat back down. He looked the not so pretty demon in the eyes.
"Okay, Connor. I don't think anyone other than your daddy dearest has talked to you. You need to know the rest of us care. And we do. Even Gunn."
Connor smiled at that. "I know you care a little, Lorne, but I-"
"A little? We care more than ever. Connor, you mean a LOT to us. Never think you don't," said Lorne. "And if we care then you know that Angel definitely does."
"I know Dad cares about me. I'm just having some problems," said Connor. "Lorne, could I tell you something?"
"Sure."
"Okay. It's true. That joint was in my pocket. But I only put it there so that I wouldn't have to take it. I'd never take drugs. Not after what happened to Sunny. I really wouldn't."
"Really? That's smart. Good choice, kid," said Lorne. He put a firm hand on the boy's shoulder. "But don't EVER drink again. Angel won't be the only one you have to deal with if you do."
"Is that a threat?" asked Connor. Lorne narrowed his eyes at him. "All right. Point taken. But now we have to help out Leslie. No matter what."