RETURN
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Author's note: Hello! I am new to ff.net. I like what I see. I also like Angel. So I decided to do a cute little AU. What would have happened if Connor came back at twelve instead of eighteen? (Well, he wouldn't have slept with Cordelia is one thing.) This takes place during the "house always wins" episode of Angel. You know. When Angel was watching Connor from the roof.
CHAPTER 1Angel looked down at his son. He had been thinking about him a lot. Ever since he'd thrown him out of the hotel it'd been so lonely. Then Cordelia wasn't around to help out. And Lorne was in Las Vegas. What was a broody vampire to do? Angel watched his son go toe to toe with the vampire. The vampire looked so much bigger compared to scrawny Connor.
"Easy, son. Don't be a little showoff," Angel told him quietly.
"Angel?" someone called out. Angel looked behind him. It was Fred walking up with Gunn. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm keeping an eye on Connor," Angel replied.
"Hey, man, why don't you give it a rest? The kid can take care of himself," Gunn pointed out. "Besides it's not like he deserves to be cared for."
"Oh, Charles, don't say that," said Fred.
"It's OK. He's right in his own way," said Angel. "But I am going to keep watching him. He's still my son no matter what he did."
"Or will do," Gunn added.
"Yeah," Angel sighed.
Angel's friends gathered around him to watch Connor's fight. Connor pulled out a stake from his pocket. As he was about to dust the vamp the stake just fell out of his hand. Connor put his left arm over his right wrist. He got down to his knees in pain. He started to let out throbbing groans.
"AW? Little boy, sick? Well, don't worry. Soon you won't be feeling any pain when I'm done with you," the vampire taunted.
Connor didn't even respond. A strange energy began to form around him. Angel, Gunn, and Fred stared down in surprise. The vampire ran off in fear. Angel and the others hurried down the building they were standing on top of. When they got down to where Connor was the light was still surrounding him. When the light finally disappeared a portal popped up. Connor was sucked into it. The others gasped in horror. Before the portal closed another young boy fell out of it. The portal closed then.
"OK. What the living hell was that?" Gunn asked.
"No idea," Fred replied.
"Oh, my God! Connor! He was sucked into that thing," said Angel. Angel approached the boy that was lying on the ground. "Are you all right?"
The boy popped up then and got to his feet. He had dirty brown hair, blue eyes, and dressed like he came from the caveman era. In fact, the boy looked a lot like the younger version of Connor.
"Who are you?" the boy demanded.
"Who are you?" Angel asked back.
"I am Stephen."
"Did he say Stephen?" Fred asked.
"That's what I heard," said Gunn.
"Stephen? Who is your father?" Angel asked.
"Holtz is my father."
Angel turned to his friends. "Uh, guys… help?"
Fred and Gunn looked at each other with puzzled looks on their faces. They had no idea of what to do.
"Um, Angel, we should go back to the hotel. I can look at some books," said Fred.
"Uh, how are we going to get that kid to come back with us?" asked Gunn.
Angel turned to Stephen. "Um, listen. You look like you could use some food and a hot bath. Why don't you come back to our home with us?" Stephen clung back, holding his dagger in the air. "It's OK. Just trust us. We're not your enemy."
Stephen finally gave in and put the dagger down. Angel was pretty relieved. He did not want a huge fight on his hands.
A/N: What'd you think? Like it? Can I have some reviews? That would be nice. I plan to continue.