RETURN
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Joss Whedon and the WB. I am only using them for fan fiction.
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CHAPTER 7Gunn and Connor walked through the doors of the hotel. Fred had her head buried in a text, sitting on the round couch. Gunn walked over and kissed her cheek. Fred took off her glasses and kissed him back. Angel heard the doors open and walked into the lobby.
"Connor, hey. How was your first day?" Angel asked.
"It was OK," Connor replied, looking down. "Can I, uh, talk to you?"
"Sure you can," said Angel happily. "Come on."
Angel led the way up the stairs. Connor walked slowly behind him. Connor and Angel sat down on Connor's bed in his bedroom.
"What do you need to talk about?" Angel asked.
"Well, I've been wanting to ask you some stuff," said Connor. He wasn't looking at Angel. "For as long as I can remember I've been told that you were the ultimate evil, that you had nothing good about you. I've been told as many bad things as possible about you. But are they true?"
"Yes. I won't lie to you, Connor. They are true. But here's the thing. It wasn't exactly me."
"Angelus?"
"Yeah… but I still regret it and feel the pain and guilt every day."
"What's that like?" Connor asked. "To remember every death, suffering, and torment you ever caused?"
"Honestly, it's hell, son. Believe me," said Angel.
"Can you tell me the real story?"
"You mean about you?" Connor nodded. "OK. You're mother, Darla, stabbed herself
with a stake in order to save you because she couldn't deliver you like a
normal mother. She wanted you to live more than anything. So did I. When you
were born it was the best thing in the world to me. But Holtz managed to kidnap
you with the help of… my so-called friend, Wesley."
"What? So it's this Wesley man's fault I was taken to that place? Raised like that?"
"Yes. But, I hate to admit it; he was just trying to protect you. I hate him. And I always will but… still. I don't want to lie to you."
"So Holtz just kidnapped me? And lied to me forever?"
"Yes. Everything he's ever told you as a lie, Connor."
"I can't believe this. All this time… I'm sorry. I can't believe I hated you."
"No. It's OK. I know what it's like to be lied to. But that doesn't matter anymore. You're here now."
"Thanks for telling me the truth."
"Anytime."
A/N: What can I say? I'm a sap. You know actually getting some reviews would be great. Please. Everybody just stopped reviewing. I feel awful. I feel like I'm failing as a writer. If you all stopped reading then I must be really stupid or something.