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LITTLE HELP
NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though) except for those you don't recognize. 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! Not that I'm on the subject of bad things child abuse is also awful. Don't hurt your children, either. No matter how upset you get. That is all.
A/N: Thanks, everyone for the reviews. You guys are so cool. I'm glad I can extend my story and it's all thanks to you guys. Well, keep reading and reviewing.
Summary: Connor and Leslie cannot handle Rob on their own. They have to get some serious help!
CHAPTER 29
Connor quickly dialed the phone number and reached Fred and Cordelia. They quickly agreed to come help and assist. While Cordy, Fred, and Lorne headed towards the hotel Gunn and Angel drove up.
"Did Connor call you, too, Angel?" asked Cordy.
"Yeah. He called my cell phone," replied Angel.
"Let's get to it," said Gunn. The five of them entered the hotel. Leslie and Connor were behind the front desk.
"Dad, guys, it's you. I need your help," said Connor.
"Obviously," said Lorne.
"Connor, what happened?" asked Angel.
"It's Rob. He's my ex-boyfriend. He's in here somewhere," said Leslie.
"Exes can be serious pains," said Fred. "I should know."
"What do you mean?" said Lorne.
"Can this wait? Where is this guy?" asked Angel.
"We don't know. But you should know he's a vamp," said Connor.
"A vamp? Well, thanks for the heads up," said Angel.
Rob jumped out from the staircase and bashed towards Connor. Connor and Rob flipped over the desk. When they landed on the floor Rob had his arms around Connor's neck. Connor was struggling away to get from Rob's grip.
"Hey, hands off the kid," said Lorne.
"Weapons, guys," said Angel. They all had either an ax or a crossbow.
Rob stood up still choking Connor. "If you hit me then you hit him."
"Crap. He's right," said Cordy.
"Ah!" yelled Rob suddenly. Leslie had shot a pen from the desk into his neck.
"Does that work as well as a stake?" she asked.
"Uh, no," said Angel. "But good enough."
Rob yanked the bloody pen out of his neck. His neck was bleeding heavily. He had to let go of Connor and cover up the wound. Connor kicked him down angrily.
"Whoa. Sparky doesn't play," said Gunn.
"Crossbow," said Angel. He shot out an arrow from the bow. It hit Rob in the arm. Luckily it completely missed Connor. But that's it. Nothing happened to Rob. He yanked the arrow out of his arm. He was in pain, though.
"Uh, shouldn't that have worked, Angel face?" said Lorne.
"Should have," said Cordy. "Didn't, though."
"What happened?" asked Fred.
"I'm half human. It doesn't work as easily," said Rob. "Nice try, though."
"I can't believe this," said Leslie.
"Believe it," said Rob. "But sadly I'm in pain and can't finish this. Bye now." He crashed through a window and shattered the glass. When the group reached the window they didn't see anything. He was gone.
"Oh, great," said Leslie. "This is all my fault."
"Don't say that," said Connor. "This isn't because of you."
"Connor is right," said Angel. "Don't worry. We can handle any vamp."
"No matter how human they are," added Gunn.
"Thanks, Connor. Thanks for helping me. I better be heading back to Kathy's place," said Leslie.
"Leslie, wait a minute," said Connor, getting an idea. Leslie turned around. Connor looked at the adults. "Guys, that shot she made at Rob was pretty cool. You have to admit. Doesn't that make Leslie good enough to, well, become one of us?"
"One of us? What do you mean?" said Angel.
"I mean, is she good enough to be a champion?" asked Connor.
"A champion?" gasped Gunn.
"A champion?" repeated Leslie.
"Yes, Leslie. Leslie, you were great back there. You should join us," said Connor.
"I don't believe it," said Leslie. "Can I?"
Connor looked at the others again. "Ask your daddy dearest," said Lorne.
"Dad, please?" Connor asked, making a face that made him look eight months old again.
"All right," sighed Angel.
"Yes," said Connor.
"Thank you," Leslie smiled. "Thanks a lot."
LITTLE HELP
NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though) except for those you don't recognize. 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! Not that I'm on the subject of bad things child abuse is also awful. Don't hurt your children, either. No matter how upset you get. That is all.
A/N: Thanks, everyone for the reviews. You guys are so cool. I'm glad I can extend my story and it's all thanks to you guys. Well, keep reading and reviewing.
Summary: Connor and Leslie cannot handle Rob on their own. They have to get some serious help!
CHAPTER 29
Connor quickly dialed the phone number and reached Fred and Cordelia. They quickly agreed to come help and assist. While Cordy, Fred, and Lorne headed towards the hotel Gunn and Angel drove up.
"Did Connor call you, too, Angel?" asked Cordy.
"Yeah. He called my cell phone," replied Angel.
"Let's get to it," said Gunn. The five of them entered the hotel. Leslie and Connor were behind the front desk.
"Dad, guys, it's you. I need your help," said Connor.
"Obviously," said Lorne.
"Connor, what happened?" asked Angel.
"It's Rob. He's my ex-boyfriend. He's in here somewhere," said Leslie.
"Exes can be serious pains," said Fred. "I should know."
"What do you mean?" said Lorne.
"Can this wait? Where is this guy?" asked Angel.
"We don't know. But you should know he's a vamp," said Connor.
"A vamp? Well, thanks for the heads up," said Angel.
Rob jumped out from the staircase and bashed towards Connor. Connor and Rob flipped over the desk. When they landed on the floor Rob had his arms around Connor's neck. Connor was struggling away to get from Rob's grip.
"Hey, hands off the kid," said Lorne.
"Weapons, guys," said Angel. They all had either an ax or a crossbow.
Rob stood up still choking Connor. "If you hit me then you hit him."
"Crap. He's right," said Cordy.
"Ah!" yelled Rob suddenly. Leslie had shot a pen from the desk into his neck.
"Does that work as well as a stake?" she asked.
"Uh, no," said Angel. "But good enough."
Rob yanked the bloody pen out of his neck. His neck was bleeding heavily. He had to let go of Connor and cover up the wound. Connor kicked him down angrily.
"Whoa. Sparky doesn't play," said Gunn.
"Crossbow," said Angel. He shot out an arrow from the bow. It hit Rob in the arm. Luckily it completely missed Connor. But that's it. Nothing happened to Rob. He yanked the arrow out of his arm. He was in pain, though.
"Uh, shouldn't that have worked, Angel face?" said Lorne.
"Should have," said Cordy. "Didn't, though."
"What happened?" asked Fred.
"I'm half human. It doesn't work as easily," said Rob. "Nice try, though."
"I can't believe this," said Leslie.
"Believe it," said Rob. "But sadly I'm in pain and can't finish this. Bye now." He crashed through a window and shattered the glass. When the group reached the window they didn't see anything. He was gone.
"Oh, great," said Leslie. "This is all my fault."
"Don't say that," said Connor. "This isn't because of you."
"Connor is right," said Angel. "Don't worry. We can handle any vamp."
"No matter how human they are," added Gunn.
"Thanks, Connor. Thanks for helping me. I better be heading back to Kathy's place," said Leslie.
"Leslie, wait a minute," said Connor, getting an idea. Leslie turned around. Connor looked at the adults. "Guys, that shot she made at Rob was pretty cool. You have to admit. Doesn't that make Leslie good enough to, well, become one of us?"
"One of us? What do you mean?" said Angel.
"I mean, is she good enough to be a champion?" asked Connor.
"A champion?" gasped Gunn.
"A champion?" repeated Leslie.
"Yes, Leslie. Leslie, you were great back there. You should join us," said Connor.
"I don't believe it," said Leslie. "Can I?"
Connor looked at the others again. "Ask your daddy dearest," said Lorne.
"Dad, please?" Connor asked, making a face that made him look eight months old again.
"All right," sighed Angel.
"Yes," said Connor.
"Thank you," Leslie smiled. "Thanks a lot."