Dawn moved back slightly and looked down for a moment then back up in
time to catch Connor's triumphant grin. "So why are you in my room? Why
are you in Sunnydale? Don't you live in LA? My dad lives there. Me and
Buffy visited him once."
Connor took a step back overwhelmed by all the questions. "I wanted to see Buffy, in person."
"Why? Is something wrong with Angel?" Dawn asked worriedly.
Connor shrugged, "Wouldn't know. I don't live with him anymore."
"Oh." Dawn said, more confused then ever. "So why did you want to see Buffy?" she asked sitting down on her bed. She got comfortable, it was Angel's son, he would never harm her. Unless he turned evil. Dawn's hand subconsciously went to her neck at the thought of evil vampires.
Connor stood awkwardly watching her. "I saw pictures. Overheard people talking about her. They said her and my da. Angel were really in love once. A long time ago."
"It wasn't that long ago. I still remember it." Dawn said, she had mixed feelings about Buffy and Angel. She knew they really loved each other but somehow things always turned out wrong.
"You do?" Connor asked, squinting looking Dawn over. She crossed her arms subconsciously as he sat down on the bed next to her. "You look very much like her. Are you her daughter?"
"What?" Dawn said in a cry of shock. "No! She's my sister. She's only twenty one!"
"I'm sorry." Connor said. "I didn't know how long ago it was. She's a warrior?"
"Yeah. The Slayer." Dawn said getting up. "The chosen one, the one girl in all the world with the power to fight the vampires." Dawn said making dramatic gestures. "And what am I? I'm nothing. Really nothing. I'm not even supposed to exist." She said getting into Connor's face.
"Neither am I." he said simply.
"Sorry." Dawn said blinking. "I kind of forgot."
"It's alright." They stared at each other.
"So you want Buffy. Big evil?" Dawn asked, smiling slightly.
"No. I just wanted. never mind." He said getting up, looking shy all of a sudden. "I should go."
"No! Don't go." Dawn said putting a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and was mere inches away from her. Dawn's heart started beating more quickly. "I mean, please stay?" Connor nodded slowly then looked at her hand on his shoulder. Dawn quickly pulled away, her cheeks turning crimson.
"I'll stay." Connor said and both teens settled back onto Dawn's bed. "You know more about me then I do about you."
"No, not really. I just hear what Buffy tells me. We get phone calls sometimes from Cordelia or Wesley.. although not lately." Dawn saw him stiffen slightly at the mention of Cordelia's name.
"Why aren't you supposed to exist?" Connor asked.
"I'm not real." Dawn said, it was still hard to talk about. In fact nobody had mentioned it since Buffy had come back from death.
"Not real? But I see you." Connor said, confused.
"I was created by these monks, I was a key. I opened portals to other worlds."
"Other worlds?" He asked.
"Other dimensions. Only I don't open anything anymore. Now I'm just Buffy the super hero's little sister."
"I'm just a vampire's son." Connor spit out the words as if they polluted his mouth.
"I live on the Hellmouth." Dawn said, challenging him. It was some sort of sick, who has the weirdest supernatural life.
"I lived in another dimension." Connor shot back.
"I've only existed for three years."
"I'm supposed to be a year old."
"My sister came back from the dead. Twice."
"My dad's been alive for more then two centuries."
"No fair! That's Angel not you." Dawn pouted.
"You talked about your sister." Connor said smiling. Dawn couldn't help but smile back.
"It was an accident." Dawn said, she didn't want to lose.
"Why did you want me to stay?" Connor asked out of nowhere.
"I don't have many people my age I can talk to. Buffy's friends are around, but they treat me like Buffy's little sister. which I am. But I'm more then that." Dawn told Connor, feeling a connection to him.
"I don't have anyone to talk to."
"Now you have me." Dawn said strongly. She reached over and took his hand in hers and smiled. He smiled back.
"Where's Buffy?" Connor asked. Dawn sighed and let go of his hand.
"Magick box. That's a magick store. She's going patrolling later. I'm sure you'll want to go with her." Dawn sulked and started to go. Connor grabbed her arm and gently pulled her back down.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you. I just came here to find her." Connor said looking into her eyes.
"Why? Why is Buffy so special? Why is she so important to you?" Dawn asked trying to hold back tears.
"I just wanted to find her. See who she was. I thought she could have helped me. It was a bad idea to come here." Connor said, looking toward Dawn's open window.
"Help with what?" Dawn asked softly. She was curious. She could tell Connor was strong, just like Angel.
"A girl." Connor said, not looking at Dawn anymore.
"Oh." Dawn said. Of course he liked someone else. Someone else? Did she like Angel's son? He was human, that was vote for him.
"Should I go now?" Connor asked.
"No you can stay. If you want I could tell you about Buffy and Angel. I may not have really been here but I have the memories. And lots and lots of stories.. if you what me to tell you?" Dawn asked uncertainly.
"I think I'd like that." Connor smiled and settled back against the wall, making himself at home. Dawn had a boy in her room, and no one else was home. Dawn grinned, she was bad, bad to the bone.
Connor took a step back overwhelmed by all the questions. "I wanted to see Buffy, in person."
"Why? Is something wrong with Angel?" Dawn asked worriedly.
Connor shrugged, "Wouldn't know. I don't live with him anymore."
"Oh." Dawn said, more confused then ever. "So why did you want to see Buffy?" she asked sitting down on her bed. She got comfortable, it was Angel's son, he would never harm her. Unless he turned evil. Dawn's hand subconsciously went to her neck at the thought of evil vampires.
Connor stood awkwardly watching her. "I saw pictures. Overheard people talking about her. They said her and my da. Angel were really in love once. A long time ago."
"It wasn't that long ago. I still remember it." Dawn said, she had mixed feelings about Buffy and Angel. She knew they really loved each other but somehow things always turned out wrong.
"You do?" Connor asked, squinting looking Dawn over. She crossed her arms subconsciously as he sat down on the bed next to her. "You look very much like her. Are you her daughter?"
"What?" Dawn said in a cry of shock. "No! She's my sister. She's only twenty one!"
"I'm sorry." Connor said. "I didn't know how long ago it was. She's a warrior?"
"Yeah. The Slayer." Dawn said getting up. "The chosen one, the one girl in all the world with the power to fight the vampires." Dawn said making dramatic gestures. "And what am I? I'm nothing. Really nothing. I'm not even supposed to exist." She said getting into Connor's face.
"Neither am I." he said simply.
"Sorry." Dawn said blinking. "I kind of forgot."
"It's alright." They stared at each other.
"So you want Buffy. Big evil?" Dawn asked, smiling slightly.
"No. I just wanted. never mind." He said getting up, looking shy all of a sudden. "I should go."
"No! Don't go." Dawn said putting a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and was mere inches away from her. Dawn's heart started beating more quickly. "I mean, please stay?" Connor nodded slowly then looked at her hand on his shoulder. Dawn quickly pulled away, her cheeks turning crimson.
"I'll stay." Connor said and both teens settled back onto Dawn's bed. "You know more about me then I do about you."
"No, not really. I just hear what Buffy tells me. We get phone calls sometimes from Cordelia or Wesley.. although not lately." Dawn saw him stiffen slightly at the mention of Cordelia's name.
"Why aren't you supposed to exist?" Connor asked.
"I'm not real." Dawn said, it was still hard to talk about. In fact nobody had mentioned it since Buffy had come back from death.
"Not real? But I see you." Connor said, confused.
"I was created by these monks, I was a key. I opened portals to other worlds."
"Other worlds?" He asked.
"Other dimensions. Only I don't open anything anymore. Now I'm just Buffy the super hero's little sister."
"I'm just a vampire's son." Connor spit out the words as if they polluted his mouth.
"I live on the Hellmouth." Dawn said, challenging him. It was some sort of sick, who has the weirdest supernatural life.
"I lived in another dimension." Connor shot back.
"I've only existed for three years."
"I'm supposed to be a year old."
"My sister came back from the dead. Twice."
"My dad's been alive for more then two centuries."
"No fair! That's Angel not you." Dawn pouted.
"You talked about your sister." Connor said smiling. Dawn couldn't help but smile back.
"It was an accident." Dawn said, she didn't want to lose.
"Why did you want me to stay?" Connor asked out of nowhere.
"I don't have many people my age I can talk to. Buffy's friends are around, but they treat me like Buffy's little sister. which I am. But I'm more then that." Dawn told Connor, feeling a connection to him.
"I don't have anyone to talk to."
"Now you have me." Dawn said strongly. She reached over and took his hand in hers and smiled. He smiled back.
"Where's Buffy?" Connor asked. Dawn sighed and let go of his hand.
"Magick box. That's a magick store. She's going patrolling later. I'm sure you'll want to go with her." Dawn sulked and started to go. Connor grabbed her arm and gently pulled her back down.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you. I just came here to find her." Connor said looking into her eyes.
"Why? Why is Buffy so special? Why is she so important to you?" Dawn asked trying to hold back tears.
"I just wanted to find her. See who she was. I thought she could have helped me. It was a bad idea to come here." Connor said, looking toward Dawn's open window.
"Help with what?" Dawn asked softly. She was curious. She could tell Connor was strong, just like Angel.
"A girl." Connor said, not looking at Dawn anymore.
"Oh." Dawn said. Of course he liked someone else. Someone else? Did she like Angel's son? He was human, that was vote for him.
"Should I go now?" Connor asked.
"No you can stay. If you want I could tell you about Buffy and Angel. I may not have really been here but I have the memories. And lots and lots of stories.. if you what me to tell you?" Dawn asked uncertainly.
"I think I'd like that." Connor smiled and settled back against the wall, making himself at home. Dawn had a boy in her room, and no one else was home. Dawn grinned, she was bad, bad to the bone.