LESLIE'S
EXPLANATION
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: The fang gang tries to see what's up with Leslie and her little delusion world.
CHAPTER 14
Gunn, Fred, and Leslie were all silent during the car ride heading home. Gunn looked back at Leslie in the rearview mirror.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked.
"Nothing," Leslie muttered.
"Leslie, sweetie, we have to know what happened back there. You were right there in the room and you were completely gone," said Fred.
"It won't happen again," Leslie assured.
"You got that right, kid. In this line of work you can't go off to lala land," said Gunn. "You could have gotten hurt back there. What if we hadn't been with you?"
"But you were. I don't get the big deal," said Leslie.
"Leslie, we know something is going wrong with you," said Fred. "How can we help if you won't talk to us."
"Yeah, kid. Be like most teenagers and open your mouth," said Gunn.
"Thanks, Gunn. I feel the love," said Leslie sarcastically.
"You know what I mean," said Gunn.
Leslie sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I'll talk when we get back to the hotel. I promise."
"Good," Fred smiled.
"How'd it go?" Connor asked. He was doing his homework on a couch. Lorne was sitting behind the desk and Angel and Cordelia had just walked downstairs.
"Ask her," said Gunn.
"What happened?" asked Angel.
"I don't know," said Leslie, sitting next to Connor. "I've been getting a lot of weird dreams lately. I've been dozing off in class and worst of all I'm having the weirdest daydreams. It's like I can't control them."
"Why didn't you tell us?" asked Cordy.
"I didn't think you'd care. Well, you'd care but I didn't really want to bother you," said Leslie.
"Aw, doll, Connor was born to bother," said Lorne.
"Hey," said Connor.
"You know who would be the expert on this kind of thing. Maybe we could ask Wes-" Fred started.
"No," Angel, Cordy, Lorne, and Gunn said simotaneously.
"Wait a minute. Who?" asked Leslie, standing up.
"Never mind. We'll think of something else," said Angel. "Don't worry."
As the adults headed upstairs Leslie looked at Connor. He looked back at her.
"They were talking Wesley. They hate him," said Connor.
"Why?" asked Leslie.
"He was the idiot that kidnapped me," said Connor.
"Connor, I know this is selfish and all but could you take me to him?"
Connor looked at her like she was crazy. "I'm grounded, remember?"
"I'm not," said Leslie.
"I'm not," Connor mocked.
"I'm sorry. Please, Connor. Can you take me to him?"
"Oh, all right. But let's go when they others are not so active."
"Thanks, Connor."
EXPLANATION
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: The fang gang tries to see what's up with Leslie and her little delusion world.
CHAPTER 14
Gunn, Fred, and Leslie were all silent during the car ride heading home. Gunn looked back at Leslie in the rearview mirror.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked.
"Nothing," Leslie muttered.
"Leslie, sweetie, we have to know what happened back there. You were right there in the room and you were completely gone," said Fred.
"It won't happen again," Leslie assured.
"You got that right, kid. In this line of work you can't go off to lala land," said Gunn. "You could have gotten hurt back there. What if we hadn't been with you?"
"But you were. I don't get the big deal," said Leslie.
"Leslie, we know something is going wrong with you," said Fred. "How can we help if you won't talk to us."
"Yeah, kid. Be like most teenagers and open your mouth," said Gunn.
"Thanks, Gunn. I feel the love," said Leslie sarcastically.
"You know what I mean," said Gunn.
Leslie sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I'll talk when we get back to the hotel. I promise."
"Good," Fred smiled.
"How'd it go?" Connor asked. He was doing his homework on a couch. Lorne was sitting behind the desk and Angel and Cordelia had just walked downstairs.
"Ask her," said Gunn.
"What happened?" asked Angel.
"I don't know," said Leslie, sitting next to Connor. "I've been getting a lot of weird dreams lately. I've been dozing off in class and worst of all I'm having the weirdest daydreams. It's like I can't control them."
"Why didn't you tell us?" asked Cordy.
"I didn't think you'd care. Well, you'd care but I didn't really want to bother you," said Leslie.
"Aw, doll, Connor was born to bother," said Lorne.
"Hey," said Connor.
"You know who would be the expert on this kind of thing. Maybe we could ask Wes-" Fred started.
"No," Angel, Cordy, Lorne, and Gunn said simotaneously.
"Wait a minute. Who?" asked Leslie, standing up.
"Never mind. We'll think of something else," said Angel. "Don't worry."
As the adults headed upstairs Leslie looked at Connor. He looked back at her.
"They were talking Wesley. They hate him," said Connor.
"Why?" asked Leslie.
"He was the idiot that kidnapped me," said Connor.
"Connor, I know this is selfish and all but could you take me to him?"
Connor looked at her like she was crazy. "I'm grounded, remember?"
"I'm not," said Leslie.
"I'm not," Connor mocked.
"I'm sorry. Please, Connor. Can you take me to him?"
"Oh, all right. But let's go when they others are not so active."
"Thanks, Connor."