Disclaimer: I own none, only Casey. Joss, the insane god he is (the rat
bastard he is too), owns the whole cast of characters you see, save again,
for Casey, she is mine. Oh, and inspiration comes from Jen and L.
gidgetgirl and Ivorycat respectively. My inspiration for the plot came from
L's work with Connor's Just Desserts and Jen is always giving me ideas.
Author's Note: This fic will be ending soon. Like two chapters soon I want to move onto bigger and better things. Now no comment from the peanut gallery! I'm hopefully working on a series of short fics dealing with Jen's character Anni from her fics and co-writing a fic with three fellow authors, called Saving the Series: The Torch Bearer. I'm also looking forward to working on three new fics, but you'll have to wait for them. But now onto the story.
Summary: The end of the world.again?
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Chapter Thirty-Two: Getting to Know You.in a Biblical Sense
"The world is ending," Gunn stated as he looked at the series of pieces of paper, all where lined with red lines, seeming to make no sense at all.
"And we're smack dab in the middle of it," Lorne agreed.
That was the general consensus. There was no war around it. They had out about the rising danger around the middle of November, about the time Casey turned herself into a four-year-old.
They continued to looked at the sheets of paper, willing something that made sense to come out of them. They only hid them if they heard someone coming.
"Think we should tell Angel and Wesley?" Lorne asked finally. It was hard hiding this big of a secret from the rest of the Fang Gang.
Gunn nodded, "There's nothing else we can do," standing, the two walked towards the office, where they knew Angel and Wesley were.
As they walked away, they left the papers sitting at the main desk, thinking that if someone saw them, they would think that they were just random sheets about a case. A few minutes later, Connor and Casey walked down. Now that Casey was back to her normal self, they had been fighting like cats and dogs, so everything was back to normal. That is, as normal can get when your father's over 200 years old and a vampire. "Hold up!" Casey said, stopping in front of the desk.
"What?" Connor said impatiently. Casey had interrupted him, again.
"Get over here," Casey pulled her brother over.
"It's a bunch of scribbles, so?" Connor said plainly, not seeing why they were so important that Casey had to ogle over them. After all, she only did that if there was a picture of a guy she deemed as hot on it, and Connor was sure those lines did not make up a picture of a guy.
"Are you that oblivious?" Casey asked, her hands on her hips. "It's coming. The world is coming to an end."
Connor sighed and rolled his eyes, "Again?"
Casey looked at him, a hard look in her eye. She had changed during the time he was four. "The world is ending, and you don't seem to care. Maybe you don't understand the meaning of that sentence. The world is going to end, no more world."
Connor rolled his eyes again, "Of course I can, and of course I understand. The Super Bowl is next month, and I want to see that."
It was Casey's turn to roll her eyes, but this time she flipped her hair. "The world is going to end, and you're worried about a stupid football game. It figures you're a man. But if the world ends, there will be no Super Bowl, or football for that matter, ever again."
Connor shrugged, "We'll survive. We always do."
Casey sighed, Connor was thick headed, she knew that, but she didn't know he was this thickheaded. "Whatever you say. Of course, don't blame me if you're perishing in a rain of fire. I'm going out, it's better to do everything I can before, you know," she gave him a hard look to her brother. "Don't say I didn't warn you," and with that, she was gone, out the door.
Connor shook his head. Casey was blowing this out of proportion, he knew that they would always make it, even if it was by the seat of their pants. Going upstairs he stopped at the landing, Wesley, Gunn, and Lorne were coming out of the office, sounding worried. Connor backed up a bit, making sure that they could see him, but he could hear them.
"Good neither Connor nor Casey are here. That will save us some time," Wesley said, the sound of shuffling papers could be heard.
Connor narrowed his eyes slightly. Why would it be bad if his sister or himself knew what was up? Never mind the fact Casey already seemed to know already. He really didn't want to know how she found out.
"Yeah, papa bear in there doesn't want Sparky or Goldielocks to know what's up. But knowing those two, for get it. Casey seems to know before you tell her, probably from snooping, and Connor just glares at you until you spill the beans." Lorne chuckled.
Connor could here Gunn laugh from downstairs, he knew he could trust the black man, even if they had their differences in the past. "But they're going to find out. The warning signs are not going to be hard to miss."
Connor balked, warning signs? What were they talking about, and what did his father not want him to know, and why?
"So when's this big ugly showing his face?" Lorne asked, his usual cheerfulness forced and fake.
"Tonight," Wesley's voice was grave, and Connor had to bite the inside of his cheek so he would not gasp, and therefore allow them to detect him eavesdropping.
Figuring he had heard enough, Connor headed upstairs. Scribbling a not, he exited though his window, smirking, he was reminded of the last time he had did this. Jumping down, he took off running towards Claire's house, if the world was going to end, he was going to have fun.
Casey rang the doorbell to Charlie's apartment, which he shared with Will. Tapping her foot for a few minutes, she rang the bell again, impatient. "Hold your horses! I was in the shower!" Charlie's voice came through the door a minute before it opened.
"And what if I don't have any horses to hold?" Casey smirked when she saw Charlie.
Charlie just shrugged, "Come in beautiful," he opened the door a little bit more, and as Casey walked in, she brushed past his towel-covered form.
"What did your mother tell you about answering the door in just a towel?" Casey demanded once she was inside, her hands on her hips.
"Well, um." Charlie stumbled.
Casey's face broke out into a grin, "I never said I didn't approve." She walked over to him, and ran her hand up and down his chest. "The world's ending, so why don't we have some fun?" she gave him a devilish grin and led her boyfriend to his bedroom.
"Connor!" Claire said as he opened the front door of her house that was the last person she expected to be calling. Usually they would meet at the pizza place a few blocks away; but then again, Connor always seemed to take refuge at her house.
"Ready to have the best time of your life?" Connor asked, leaning on the doorframe. He raised his eyebrow suggestively.
Claire laughed, "I think we have plenty of time to do that," she told him as she pulled him into the house and out of the street.
"Not if the world is about to end," Connor shrugged.
"The world is about to end? What are you taking?" Claire demanded.
Connor scowled, "I wouldn't joke about this. Casey warned me, and you know how she is now. I also heard Wesley, Gunn, and Lorne talking," he sighed and leaned against the closest wall. "I don't know what to called it, but I care for you, deeply. It's like what I feel for Casey, but different," Connor looked down at his shoes, not sure of Claire's reaction.
"Connor," Claire's hand found his own and he brought his head up. "What I think you're feeling is love. But are you sure this is the right time and place for it?"
Connor nodded, capturing his lips with hers, "Carpe diem," he whispered to her lips.
"Seize the day," Claire whispered back. Grabbing his hand, she started to walk up them. "Suddenly," she turned to him, "I feel the need to know you, in the Biblical sense anyway.
A few blocks away, Casey and Charlie were in a very similar situation. They sat in his room, on his bed, watching TV. "I don't know how you can watch this crap," Charlie muttered, tracing a patter on her stomach lazily.
"Aw, just wait a few minutes and the blood and guts will show up. Besides the guy who plays John Doe is hot," Casey giggled, and then giggled some more as Charlie hit a particularly ticklish spot on her stomach. "Stop!" she finally got out a few minutes later, her face red from laughter.
"You're so cute when you laugh," Charlie said before he captured her mouth with his. Still continuing to draw patterns, but his time, slower, more erotic, and on her back.
"Suddenly, the world ending doesn't look so bad," Casey said as her back arched.
That night found the city of LA plunged into a rain of fire, darkness, and earthquakes. But four teens didn't notice it, because the four teens had finally found their soul mates. And felt a loved that only they could feel with their partner.
"Wow, you were right when you said the world was about to end," Claire said as she shrugged on a man's button down shirt, which barely reached her mid thighs.
Connor walked over to the window, and wrapped his arms around Claire. "Why would I be wrong?" he asked, kissing her neck.
Claire laughed, "I've known guys who will just say something to get a girl into he bed. Although saying the world is going to end is a bit drastic," she almost purred in contentment when Connor kissed a particular spot on her neck.
"Heh," Connor smirked, "Well I'm think I should get back to the hotel. I've been gone all night, and knowing Casey, she's already ratted me out."
Claire looked at him. "You don't trust her at all do you?" she questions as she went into her closet to find clothes for her to wear.
Connor's mouth twisted into a smirk, "No I don't. Remember when I had to baby sit her a few weeks ago, she demanded to play with a crossbow. I'm not going to trust any four year old who has an aversion to pointy things that can be used as weapons."
Claire laughed as she came back out, a plastic shopping bag in her hands. "She probably got it from you. Now here are the clothes you left here. They're clean, and you need clean clothes. Now go change while I try to find the ones you threw off last night.
Connor grinned and took the bag. Thirty minutes later they were walking to the Hyperion, trying to stay as close to buildings as possible. Darkness still reigned over the sky, and could see the balls of fire come down periodically.
They were just about to end the hotel when they saw Will, Casey, and Charlie walking up. "Not you too!" Will wailed as the three came walking up.
"Whatever are you blathering about?" Claire feigned innocence as Connor reached for her hand.
"Your glow de sex. You fucked like bunnies last night, didn't you? In fact I know you did. I can smell the both of you all over each other," Will continued on and on.
"Wait, what do you mean when you said, 'not you too'?" Connor looked suspiciously at Charlie and Casey.
"Oh nothing. I just walked in this morning to find both of them asleep in the boy's bed, naked." Will shot a glare in the general direction of Casey and Charlie. "They got they kept it inside the bedroom, I hope."
Connor's eyes bugged out when he heard the news, but Claire's warning squeeze on his hand told him to keep quiet. "I won't tell if you won't," she said finally. Casey nodded in agreement.
They stood in silence for a moment before Will broke it, "They may fool everyone, save for Peaches. He'll smell it the second you walk in to door."
Casey smirked, "What's he gonna do, ground us? New flash, the world is going to end."
They looked at each other for a moment before a large rumbled interrupted it. Connor and Casey shared one last look before they headed towards the hotel's main entrance.
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Author's Note 2: Like I said before, this will be ending soon. In two chapters soon. Don't worry, it will be a happy ending. But I will be writing more fics; I already have three planned out, not to mention my series of short fics about Jen's character, Anni.
Never Say Never: Four kids have power over the elements, or do the power of the elements have power over them? It's your choice. But they have to battle the force of darkness and nightmares in order to save the world from destruction, ruin and quiet possibly an apocalypse.again.
A New Dawn, A New Life: Dawn died that night up in the tower, she jumped to save the world, only there was nothing to prove it, no body, nothing, save only for the fact that the world was still there. But the thing is, she was transported two years into the future, with the mind and body of a five year old child, protected this time by a slayer still, but maybe this will give a new life to every party involved.
Unnamed fic: An answer to a challenge: What if Angel wasn't the only vampire capable of having children? Spike has a grown daughter/son who comes to Sunnydale/L.A. and causes trouble somehow.
Of course, it's not one child Spike has to worry about; it's all three. One girl was taught to kill, one girl can see things unseen, and one girl is a walking encyclopedia. Of course together, they have the power to destroy the world.or save it.
Okay, on another note, are you people reading? I mean seriously, I had a lot of readers before, and then suddenly y'all disappeared. Now I would really like some response from y'all if you like the story or not. Yeah, I know it's ending, but I want to know. Please review, I mean hello.it takes me hours to write and type up a fic, it takes you five minutes to read it and press the little review button.
Think about it.
Author's Note: This fic will be ending soon. Like two chapters soon I want to move onto bigger and better things. Now no comment from the peanut gallery! I'm hopefully working on a series of short fics dealing with Jen's character Anni from her fics and co-writing a fic with three fellow authors, called Saving the Series: The Torch Bearer. I'm also looking forward to working on three new fics, but you'll have to wait for them. But now onto the story.
Summary: The end of the world.again?
*************
Chapter Thirty-Two: Getting to Know You.in a Biblical Sense
"The world is ending," Gunn stated as he looked at the series of pieces of paper, all where lined with red lines, seeming to make no sense at all.
"And we're smack dab in the middle of it," Lorne agreed.
That was the general consensus. There was no war around it. They had out about the rising danger around the middle of November, about the time Casey turned herself into a four-year-old.
They continued to looked at the sheets of paper, willing something that made sense to come out of them. They only hid them if they heard someone coming.
"Think we should tell Angel and Wesley?" Lorne asked finally. It was hard hiding this big of a secret from the rest of the Fang Gang.
Gunn nodded, "There's nothing else we can do," standing, the two walked towards the office, where they knew Angel and Wesley were.
As they walked away, they left the papers sitting at the main desk, thinking that if someone saw them, they would think that they were just random sheets about a case. A few minutes later, Connor and Casey walked down. Now that Casey was back to her normal self, they had been fighting like cats and dogs, so everything was back to normal. That is, as normal can get when your father's over 200 years old and a vampire. "Hold up!" Casey said, stopping in front of the desk.
"What?" Connor said impatiently. Casey had interrupted him, again.
"Get over here," Casey pulled her brother over.
"It's a bunch of scribbles, so?" Connor said plainly, not seeing why they were so important that Casey had to ogle over them. After all, she only did that if there was a picture of a guy she deemed as hot on it, and Connor was sure those lines did not make up a picture of a guy.
"Are you that oblivious?" Casey asked, her hands on her hips. "It's coming. The world is coming to an end."
Connor sighed and rolled his eyes, "Again?"
Casey looked at him, a hard look in her eye. She had changed during the time he was four. "The world is ending, and you don't seem to care. Maybe you don't understand the meaning of that sentence. The world is going to end, no more world."
Connor rolled his eyes again, "Of course I can, and of course I understand. The Super Bowl is next month, and I want to see that."
It was Casey's turn to roll her eyes, but this time she flipped her hair. "The world is going to end, and you're worried about a stupid football game. It figures you're a man. But if the world ends, there will be no Super Bowl, or football for that matter, ever again."
Connor shrugged, "We'll survive. We always do."
Casey sighed, Connor was thick headed, she knew that, but she didn't know he was this thickheaded. "Whatever you say. Of course, don't blame me if you're perishing in a rain of fire. I'm going out, it's better to do everything I can before, you know," she gave him a hard look to her brother. "Don't say I didn't warn you," and with that, she was gone, out the door.
Connor shook his head. Casey was blowing this out of proportion, he knew that they would always make it, even if it was by the seat of their pants. Going upstairs he stopped at the landing, Wesley, Gunn, and Lorne were coming out of the office, sounding worried. Connor backed up a bit, making sure that they could see him, but he could hear them.
"Good neither Connor nor Casey are here. That will save us some time," Wesley said, the sound of shuffling papers could be heard.
Connor narrowed his eyes slightly. Why would it be bad if his sister or himself knew what was up? Never mind the fact Casey already seemed to know already. He really didn't want to know how she found out.
"Yeah, papa bear in there doesn't want Sparky or Goldielocks to know what's up. But knowing those two, for get it. Casey seems to know before you tell her, probably from snooping, and Connor just glares at you until you spill the beans." Lorne chuckled.
Connor could here Gunn laugh from downstairs, he knew he could trust the black man, even if they had their differences in the past. "But they're going to find out. The warning signs are not going to be hard to miss."
Connor balked, warning signs? What were they talking about, and what did his father not want him to know, and why?
"So when's this big ugly showing his face?" Lorne asked, his usual cheerfulness forced and fake.
"Tonight," Wesley's voice was grave, and Connor had to bite the inside of his cheek so he would not gasp, and therefore allow them to detect him eavesdropping.
Figuring he had heard enough, Connor headed upstairs. Scribbling a not, he exited though his window, smirking, he was reminded of the last time he had did this. Jumping down, he took off running towards Claire's house, if the world was going to end, he was going to have fun.
Casey rang the doorbell to Charlie's apartment, which he shared with Will. Tapping her foot for a few minutes, she rang the bell again, impatient. "Hold your horses! I was in the shower!" Charlie's voice came through the door a minute before it opened.
"And what if I don't have any horses to hold?" Casey smirked when she saw Charlie.
Charlie just shrugged, "Come in beautiful," he opened the door a little bit more, and as Casey walked in, she brushed past his towel-covered form.
"What did your mother tell you about answering the door in just a towel?" Casey demanded once she was inside, her hands on her hips.
"Well, um." Charlie stumbled.
Casey's face broke out into a grin, "I never said I didn't approve." She walked over to him, and ran her hand up and down his chest. "The world's ending, so why don't we have some fun?" she gave him a devilish grin and led her boyfriend to his bedroom.
"Connor!" Claire said as he opened the front door of her house that was the last person she expected to be calling. Usually they would meet at the pizza place a few blocks away; but then again, Connor always seemed to take refuge at her house.
"Ready to have the best time of your life?" Connor asked, leaning on the doorframe. He raised his eyebrow suggestively.
Claire laughed, "I think we have plenty of time to do that," she told him as she pulled him into the house and out of the street.
"Not if the world is about to end," Connor shrugged.
"The world is about to end? What are you taking?" Claire demanded.
Connor scowled, "I wouldn't joke about this. Casey warned me, and you know how she is now. I also heard Wesley, Gunn, and Lorne talking," he sighed and leaned against the closest wall. "I don't know what to called it, but I care for you, deeply. It's like what I feel for Casey, but different," Connor looked down at his shoes, not sure of Claire's reaction.
"Connor," Claire's hand found his own and he brought his head up. "What I think you're feeling is love. But are you sure this is the right time and place for it?"
Connor nodded, capturing his lips with hers, "Carpe diem," he whispered to her lips.
"Seize the day," Claire whispered back. Grabbing his hand, she started to walk up them. "Suddenly," she turned to him, "I feel the need to know you, in the Biblical sense anyway.
A few blocks away, Casey and Charlie were in a very similar situation. They sat in his room, on his bed, watching TV. "I don't know how you can watch this crap," Charlie muttered, tracing a patter on her stomach lazily.
"Aw, just wait a few minutes and the blood and guts will show up. Besides the guy who plays John Doe is hot," Casey giggled, and then giggled some more as Charlie hit a particularly ticklish spot on her stomach. "Stop!" she finally got out a few minutes later, her face red from laughter.
"You're so cute when you laugh," Charlie said before he captured her mouth with his. Still continuing to draw patterns, but his time, slower, more erotic, and on her back.
"Suddenly, the world ending doesn't look so bad," Casey said as her back arched.
That night found the city of LA plunged into a rain of fire, darkness, and earthquakes. But four teens didn't notice it, because the four teens had finally found their soul mates. And felt a loved that only they could feel with their partner.
"Wow, you were right when you said the world was about to end," Claire said as she shrugged on a man's button down shirt, which barely reached her mid thighs.
Connor walked over to the window, and wrapped his arms around Claire. "Why would I be wrong?" he asked, kissing her neck.
Claire laughed, "I've known guys who will just say something to get a girl into he bed. Although saying the world is going to end is a bit drastic," she almost purred in contentment when Connor kissed a particular spot on her neck.
"Heh," Connor smirked, "Well I'm think I should get back to the hotel. I've been gone all night, and knowing Casey, she's already ratted me out."
Claire looked at him. "You don't trust her at all do you?" she questions as she went into her closet to find clothes for her to wear.
Connor's mouth twisted into a smirk, "No I don't. Remember when I had to baby sit her a few weeks ago, she demanded to play with a crossbow. I'm not going to trust any four year old who has an aversion to pointy things that can be used as weapons."
Claire laughed as she came back out, a plastic shopping bag in her hands. "She probably got it from you. Now here are the clothes you left here. They're clean, and you need clean clothes. Now go change while I try to find the ones you threw off last night.
Connor grinned and took the bag. Thirty minutes later they were walking to the Hyperion, trying to stay as close to buildings as possible. Darkness still reigned over the sky, and could see the balls of fire come down periodically.
They were just about to end the hotel when they saw Will, Casey, and Charlie walking up. "Not you too!" Will wailed as the three came walking up.
"Whatever are you blathering about?" Claire feigned innocence as Connor reached for her hand.
"Your glow de sex. You fucked like bunnies last night, didn't you? In fact I know you did. I can smell the both of you all over each other," Will continued on and on.
"Wait, what do you mean when you said, 'not you too'?" Connor looked suspiciously at Charlie and Casey.
"Oh nothing. I just walked in this morning to find both of them asleep in the boy's bed, naked." Will shot a glare in the general direction of Casey and Charlie. "They got they kept it inside the bedroom, I hope."
Connor's eyes bugged out when he heard the news, but Claire's warning squeeze on his hand told him to keep quiet. "I won't tell if you won't," she said finally. Casey nodded in agreement.
They stood in silence for a moment before Will broke it, "They may fool everyone, save for Peaches. He'll smell it the second you walk in to door."
Casey smirked, "What's he gonna do, ground us? New flash, the world is going to end."
They looked at each other for a moment before a large rumbled interrupted it. Connor and Casey shared one last look before they headed towards the hotel's main entrance.
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Author's Note 2: Like I said before, this will be ending soon. In two chapters soon. Don't worry, it will be a happy ending. But I will be writing more fics; I already have three planned out, not to mention my series of short fics about Jen's character, Anni.
Never Say Never: Four kids have power over the elements, or do the power of the elements have power over them? It's your choice. But they have to battle the force of darkness and nightmares in order to save the world from destruction, ruin and quiet possibly an apocalypse.again.
A New Dawn, A New Life: Dawn died that night up in the tower, she jumped to save the world, only there was nothing to prove it, no body, nothing, save only for the fact that the world was still there. But the thing is, she was transported two years into the future, with the mind and body of a five year old child, protected this time by a slayer still, but maybe this will give a new life to every party involved.
Unnamed fic: An answer to a challenge: What if Angel wasn't the only vampire capable of having children? Spike has a grown daughter/son who comes to Sunnydale/L.A. and causes trouble somehow.
Of course, it's not one child Spike has to worry about; it's all three. One girl was taught to kill, one girl can see things unseen, and one girl is a walking encyclopedia. Of course together, they have the power to destroy the world.or save it.
Okay, on another note, are you people reading? I mean seriously, I had a lot of readers before, and then suddenly y'all disappeared. Now I would really like some response from y'all if you like the story or not. Yeah, I know it's ending, but I want to know. Please review, I mean hello.it takes me hours to write and type up a fic, it takes you five minutes to read it and press the little review button.
Think about it.