SURPRISE
NOTE: I am not lucky enough to own any of these characters because they belong to Joss and the WB. But I own Skylar (in a way) and any other character you don't recognize.
A/N: This story is the second story in my Skylar series. I can't say how many stories there will be. I also can't say how long this story will be, either. Mainly because I'm not sure yet of what will happen. Also some of you may not have read the very first Skylar story "Angel's Gift" so you may not quite understand this.
CHAPTER 2When Angel and Buffy got home they were still covered in demon slime. Lorne was sitting on a couch drinking a martini.
"Uh, rough nice?" he asked.
"Yeah. How are the kids?" asked Angel.
"They're fine. Dawn came home a couple of hours ago from the library. Connor and Skylar were just rough housing a little earlier."
"I need to shower," said Buffy. She headed upstairs.
"Hey, Buffy," Angel called to her.
"What is it?" asked Buffy, turning to him.
"I was just wondering. Are you doing anything tomorrow night? Maybe we could do something."
"Oh, sure. I'd love to."
"Great." Buffy smiled at him and went upstairs. Angel noticed Lorne giving him a look. "What?"
"Nothing, Angel pie. It's just that… I noticed you and Buffy are getting a little closer these days."
"So?"
"So… are you going to tell her anything tomorrow?"
"Getting a little personal aren't you? No offense, Lorne, but I don't think you should be getting involved in this."
"OK. I'm just the little green demon on the sidelines saying; go for it, you idiot! But that's all." He took another sip of his drink.
"Thanks for the subtleties but… just thanks." He went upstairs. Angel knocked on Connor's door.
"Who is it?" Connor asked.
"It's me, son. Can I come in?"
"Sure, Dad."
Angel walked into the bedroom and closed the door. Connor was sitting on the edge of his bed tossing a hockey puck up and down. Angel sat down next to him. Connor looked at Angel.
"Uh, Dad, no offense, but you look gross."
"Yeah, I know," said Angel. "So you were rough housing with your sister tonight, huh?"
"Yeah. And, Dad, no matter what she says I tackled her fair and square."
Angel chuckled. "Gotcha. Hey, Connor?"
"Yeah?"
"You like Buffy, right?"
"Yeah. She's nice to me. Dawn's a little annoying but Buffy's cool."
"Great. Good night, Connor."
"Good night, Dad. And, Dad?"
"Yes?"
"Don't forget to wash." Angel gave him a smirk and playfully messed his hair.
"Hi, sweetie," Buffy greeted Skylar, walking into her bedroom. She had her hair wrapped in a towel and she was wearing a bathrobe.
"Hi, Aunt Buffy," Skylar smiled. "Was the demon scary?"
"Very scary. But we squished it good. How was your night?"
"It was OK. Aunt Buffy, Connor never plays fair."
Buffy smiled. "He's his father's son."
"Aunt Buffy, will you read me a book?"
"Sure, Sky. How about Cinderella?"
"OK. Aunt Buffy, do you think Daddy is like the prince? Do you like him?"
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call Angel a prince but I do love him."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Then why aren't you Mommy?"
"What?"
"Why aren't you my Mommy? If you love Daddy then you're my mom, right?"
"Um, it doesn't work that way, honey. You had a mom, remember?"
"Oh… yeah. But you'd be better," said Skylar.
"Thanks, Sky. Now let's read."
A/N: Should I mention that there might not be as much action/adventure in this as there will be family angst. Hey, I'm good at that kind of thing. You can't deny it. Reviews would be nice, people. And for those of you who are still confused by this story then I suggest again that you read "Angel's Gift" and get caught up.