A/N: This chapter is a little shorter than the others, but I have major
writer's block, so sorry if this isn't a good chapter (.
Chapter 11: No Way
Kit and Dawn were walking to lunch.
"No way!" Kit yelled.
"Jealous?" Dawn asked with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, but I'm happy for you. So give me all the details, you *can't* leave
me hanging."
"Okay, so we get home and Buffy and Angel, Connor's dad, are worried cause they didn't find the note. I didn't feel like being yelled at, so I veered the conversation away from Connor and me. So then me and Connor were sitting on the back porch talking. It started as a little kiss, but turned into a full out make-out session! Or, at least it was going that way until Buffy and Angel burst through the door."
"Did they see you?" Kit asked.
"Thank God no! They were too busy arguing."
Dawn and Kit walked into the cafeteria and met Carlos near the lunch queue.
"What'd I miss?" Carlos asked as Dawn and Kit sat down.
"If you met us at the water fountain you would know." Kit said.
"Yeah yeah... So, are you guys going to tell me what happened, or am I going to her you laugh about it all day?" Carlos asked.
"Okay so what happened was," Dawn started, but then saw Xander heading their way. "Shit."
"Hi Dawn," Xander said.
"Hi Xand, what's up?" Dawn said, putting on a fake smile.
"Buffy said that you have a choice of walking home with Connor or staying around for an amazing facility meeting on new school books." Xander explained.
"I really don't give a damn about school books, so I guess I'll walk home."
Dawn said casually, but her mind screamed, 'Walking home with Connor? Alone? Hell yes!'
"Okay," Xander said and looked at Carlos, Dawn and Kit, "Oh my God!"
"What?" Dawn asked, a little worried.
Xander smiled. "It's the Scrappy Gang!"
"Very funny Xand, but we still need an Oz and a Giles..." Dawn said.
Connor and Dawn were holding hands as they walked home in a semi- comfortable silence. They reached the Summers' house and let their hands go, remembering that there were a few people inside.
The second Dawn and Connor got inside, Angel raced over to Dawn to ask her a question.
"Dawn! Do you know if there are any other witches in Sunnydale?" Angel asked.
"Yeah there's this guy, he's into the dark stuff though, Rack... No wait, Willow killed him. But there's this Wicca group... Wait, they're not real witches. You could hang out by the Majick Box... except it got destroyed when Willow got high on the majicks. Sorry, you're out of luck, cause I don't think that you want me performing a spell so.." Dawn said.
"So there is no way to jog my memory?" Angel asked.
"Angel, who said that the only way to remember stuff that you forgot can only be done through majicks?" Dawn asked.
"There's another way?" Angel asked.
"Yes, since Willow went to England to work out her 'problems' I've been doing some research. There's this thing called hypnotherapy," Dawn said walking over to a bookshelf and grabbing a book. "The person who wants to remember something is put into a sleeping-trance thing and another person asks them questions. From what I heard, the person who is in the trance is looking through their life through another person's eyes. Angel?" Dawn said looking
at him straight in the eye. "There is a danger side. You might remember repressed stuff that you didn't want to remember. You know, stuff as Angelus, or as when you were human. It my hurt you psychologically speaking, so are you sure you want to do this?"
Angel thought about it for a second, took an unneeded breath, and replied.
"Okay."
A/N: Please R&R!
Chapter 11: No Way
Kit and Dawn were walking to lunch.
"No way!" Kit yelled.
"Jealous?" Dawn asked with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, but I'm happy for you. So give me all the details, you *can't* leave
me hanging."
"Okay, so we get home and Buffy and Angel, Connor's dad, are worried cause they didn't find the note. I didn't feel like being yelled at, so I veered the conversation away from Connor and me. So then me and Connor were sitting on the back porch talking. It started as a little kiss, but turned into a full out make-out session! Or, at least it was going that way until Buffy and Angel burst through the door."
"Did they see you?" Kit asked.
"Thank God no! They were too busy arguing."
Dawn and Kit walked into the cafeteria and met Carlos near the lunch queue.
"What'd I miss?" Carlos asked as Dawn and Kit sat down.
"If you met us at the water fountain you would know." Kit said.
"Yeah yeah... So, are you guys going to tell me what happened, or am I going to her you laugh about it all day?" Carlos asked.
"Okay so what happened was," Dawn started, but then saw Xander heading their way. "Shit."
"Hi Dawn," Xander said.
"Hi Xand, what's up?" Dawn said, putting on a fake smile.
"Buffy said that you have a choice of walking home with Connor or staying around for an amazing facility meeting on new school books." Xander explained.
"I really don't give a damn about school books, so I guess I'll walk home."
Dawn said casually, but her mind screamed, 'Walking home with Connor? Alone? Hell yes!'
"Okay," Xander said and looked at Carlos, Dawn and Kit, "Oh my God!"
"What?" Dawn asked, a little worried.
Xander smiled. "It's the Scrappy Gang!"
"Very funny Xand, but we still need an Oz and a Giles..." Dawn said.
Connor and Dawn were holding hands as they walked home in a semi- comfortable silence. They reached the Summers' house and let their hands go, remembering that there were a few people inside.
The second Dawn and Connor got inside, Angel raced over to Dawn to ask her a question.
"Dawn! Do you know if there are any other witches in Sunnydale?" Angel asked.
"Yeah there's this guy, he's into the dark stuff though, Rack... No wait, Willow killed him. But there's this Wicca group... Wait, they're not real witches. You could hang out by the Majick Box... except it got destroyed when Willow got high on the majicks. Sorry, you're out of luck, cause I don't think that you want me performing a spell so.." Dawn said.
"So there is no way to jog my memory?" Angel asked.
"Angel, who said that the only way to remember stuff that you forgot can only be done through majicks?" Dawn asked.
"There's another way?" Angel asked.
"Yes, since Willow went to England to work out her 'problems' I've been doing some research. There's this thing called hypnotherapy," Dawn said walking over to a bookshelf and grabbing a book. "The person who wants to remember something is put into a sleeping-trance thing and another person asks them questions. From what I heard, the person who is in the trance is looking through their life through another person's eyes. Angel?" Dawn said looking
at him straight in the eye. "There is a danger side. You might remember repressed stuff that you didn't want to remember. You know, stuff as Angelus, or as when you were human. It my hurt you psychologically speaking, so are you sure you want to do this?"
Angel thought about it for a second, took an unneeded breath, and replied.
"Okay."
A/N: Please R&R!