GIFT
NOTE: I do not own these characters and I am only using them for the fun purposes of fan fiction. But I do (pretty much) own Skylar.
A/N: I'd like to give a shout out to my gal pal Gidgetgirl for the inspiration and for helping me to create the totally cool character in Skylar. Thanks Gidget! You're so cool! Oh, and you might want to take a look at Gidgetgirl's stories. They're, in a word, awesome! You also might want to check out stories by Balticwoman, Pyro Bear, and Lian. Three great young authors. J
Second A/N: This story is a total AU and is completely unconnected to my other stories. In this story one reason Angel went to L.A was because he (Angelus) sired a pregnant woman and killed her husband. The pregnant woman returned, still pregnant, and was one evil vampire. Angel and his friends (Buffy takes the place of Cordelia in this) and Connor stake her and save the baby. By the way, I don't know much about Buffy so there is no need to stone me if I make a mistake. I just like Angel and Buffy as a couple and I hate Cordelia right now. (Very much!)
CHAPTER 4It really was true. Skylar was dead. Over the next couple of weeks Angel was completely irate. Everyone did his or her best to either be very nice to him or just to avoid him. But it wasn't easy. One afternoon Connor came home a couple of hours late from school. Angel stormed into the room.
"Where the hell have you been?!" Angel snapped harshly at him.
"At school," Connor replied, a little shake in his voice.
"You should've been home two hours ago!"
"I know. But I… … … I got detention."
"What? God, Connor!" Angel yelled. By now Buffy and Lorne were coming downstairs. "You couldn't pick up the damn phone and let me know?! What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Whoa. Cool down, Angel face," Lorne chimed in.
"But out! I'm talking to my son," Angel snapped at the demon.
"Angel, please calm down," said Buffy, walking up to Angel. She put an arm around him. "It's OK."
"Don't touch me," Angel retorted knocking her hand off of him.
He marched upstairs. His bedroom door slammed so hard it could shatter glass in Italy. Connor looked down at his feet.
"Connor, you okay?" asked Buffy.
"I'm fine," Connor muttered.
"Don't let it get you down, Connor cakes. Everything has been… … hard on your daddy lately," said Lorne.
"I know. I've got homework," said Connor. He went upstairs. Connor had also been miserable over the past weeks.
Later that afternoon Connor was doing his homework up in his bedroom. He was lying on his stomach on his bed and he had a pair of headphones on his ears. Quickly the headphones were snatched off of his head. Connor looked up and saw Angel.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Connor asked.
"Is this your room?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, Dad. You know it's my room."
"No, this can't be your room because I told you to clean your room days ago."
"I'm sorry. I forgot."
"Oh, you forgot? Can't you do anything right?!"
"Hey, back off! I'm sick of hearing this bull crap!" Connor retorted.
"Who the hell do you think you're talking to like that?" Angel demanded.
"Whoa," said Dawn, walking in. "What's going on."
"Nothing that's your business," Angel said ruthlessly to the girl. "Now get outta my way." He pushed Dawn aside slightly as he was leaving the room.
"Oh, God, Connor," said Dawn. "Angel is really scaring me."
"Yeah. He's been yelling at me over the most stupid crap," said Connor.
"It's just so awful. I know what Angel's feeling and yet I can't do anything to help him."
"Me, either. God, I just wish…" Connor trailed off. He was beginning to get teary eyed.
"Angel," Buffy called, later that evening. "Angel?" She saw that Skylar's room door was slightly open. Buffy went inside and saw Angel sitting on Skylar's bed, staring out the window. Buffy sat down next to him. "God, Angel, why are you doing this to yourself?"
"Go away," Angel replied.
"What? So you don't think I'm hurting? You don't think I want to find that demon's sorry ass and kill him?"
"No! I don't think that. I just know I want my daughter back!"
"So do I. Oh, man, Angel, so do I."
"It's like history is just repeating itself. First Connor leaves me and now… … but Skylar's never coming back." Tears began to form in his eyes. "Why, Buffy? She was always so cute and playful and nice and just a good heart. She was so sweet to everyone."
"I know," Buffy began to cry. "Why? Why would the life of that innocent little girl just get taken from us?"
"She didn't get taken from us. She got taken from me," said Angel. "I'm not meant for happiness. I don't deserve it. I just deserve to die cold and alone."
"Oh, Angel, please don't talk like that."
"You know it's true, Buffy."
"Angel, you've had your hell. You've been punished."
"No. My hell isn't over yet. And it never will be."
"Angel?"
"What?"
"Come here." Angel leaned in closer towards Buffy. They soon found themselves in a kiss. Buffy broke apart. "I love you, Angel." They joined in their kiss again as tears continued to fall from their faces.
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