Disclaimer: I own none, only Casey. I may not even own the plot which may be owned by Ivorycat (read her stories, they're good!). She also may be writing for this, so look out for her input. Joss, the insane god he is, owns the whole cast of characters you see, save again, for Casey, she is mine.
Attention: Look, there will be talk of, if not seen, cases of child abuse from Holtz. This happens because in my time line, Holtz took much of his anger out on Casey, and some out on Connor. But Connor was the favorite child of the two. More about that later. There also may be instance of corporal punishment. I would like to inform people that child abuse and corporal punishment are two different things. Corporal punishment will only happen when there is need for it to happen, and it will always be done in a loving environment.
Author's Note: I am going to try and put my teenage characters though what normal teenagers go through. That may be bad grades, idiot teachers, sexual harassment, drugs, alcohol, and that such. Some may be embellished a little, but guess what? If they are, that's because I have yet to experience them in my high school. Now don't say that I make this some kind of soap opera, because quite frankly, life is one.
Summery: A meeting on the street leaves only more questions to be answered.
Chapter Twelve: Little Fae
Connor awoke on Saturday morning, groggy and unsure of where he was. That's right, he was at Claire's house, and dear god, was her house big! It was even bigger then the Hyperion.
Rolling out of the bed that had been lent to him, he went into the bathroom that was attached and tried to make him look somewhat presentable. After all, Claire had been this nice, why should he look like a slob in the morning like he usually did? After all, at home, no one ever important was around.
When he came out of the room, Claire was just leaving her's, still clad in pj's. Connor blushed when he saw her and Claire laughed. "You are so adorable!" she cooed, making Connor blush even more.
"Well, thanks for the stay, but I should go. I've got places to go, and people to see," Connor sighed as they walked down the stairs.
"Like where?" Claire asked, her hands on her hips, reminding him a bit like Cordelia, but suddenly, Claire looked a lot more attractive then Cordelia ever did.
"Nowhere, I guess," Connor shrugged as Claire beamed.
"Good boy!" she praised as she flounced down the stair well, Connor following after her.
They spent the day together, and for once, Connor enjoyed himself like an ordinary teenager his age. They walked around and enjoyed one another's company. But by the time the sun was setting, Connor was getting restless. He knew what came out at night. They were walking toward Claire's house when they bumped into someone on the street.
"Sorry," Connor said gruffly before Claire burst out into shrieks of happiness.
"Charlie, you're back in town!" she said before she threw herself into the guy's arms.
"Aye my little Fae." (Pronounced Fay) Charlie laughed. Connor felt jealousy rise in his throat, but he kept quiet. Charlie then turned towards Connor, "Don't worry Little Warrior, Fae is not my romantic interest." Charlie's eyes sparkled with inner laugher.
"Well who are you interested in?" Claire reproached, always interested in gossip.
"Someone who's rather brave but foolhardy," Charlie looked at Connor for a second and then turned his attention back towards Claire. "Will, will be coming to town in the next week or so. He had to take care of business."
Claire clapped her hands in excitement, "Ooh, Daddy will be so happy! You have to call, okay?" she asked, giving Charlie innocent puppy dog eyes.
"I promise my little Fae. Now you two should be getting back to your house. There's a present waiting for you!" Charlie's eyes twinkled before he turned, his leather duster swinging around his knees, and left.
Claire then looked toward Connor. "It's getting dark, we better go home," she told him, and he couldn't agree more.
Author's Note 2: Okay, I know you all are waiting for the great big confrontation, but I'm not good at that. I never said I was. But I'll try, promise, you just have to wait another chapter or two. And I know these chapters are short, but it moves the story along quicker. Mainly the chapters are short because a certain person who will remain nameless *coughIvorycatcough* keeps telling me to update. So I do. But this story is going to have a rather good path, even if it is a long one. Review please! The more reviews, the quicker this comes out, and the quicker more chapters do, although everything is usually posted in within a day, sometimes I'm nice and I post two chapters a day, sometimes.