Chapter 6

Finally other characters are in this fic!

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Angel and Connor walked through the sewers of Sunnydale towards the high school. After just a few hours of sleep the two were ready to get to Giles and find answers to their many questions.

Angel led Connor to the basement entrance of Sunnydale High. Together they moved quietly through the darkness.

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Giles sat in his office writing in his journal about the patrol that Buffy had described to him earlier that day. With the kids all in their classes and Wesley searching for a new book, Giles was enjoying his quiet time.

At least he was until he heard the library doors open.

"Giles?" A familiar voice called.

What was Angel doing here? Giles stood up and moved into the main room of the library.

"Angel? What are you doing here?" Giles asked the vampire.

"Well, I needed to help, or answers, or something." Angel tried to explain. "This is Connor, I met him last night."

Connor moved to Angel's side and gazed at the man in front of him. "Hi."

"Hello. I'm still confused. Why are you here?" Giles asked again.

"We met last night like I said and it turns out Connor knows me. From the future." Angel answered.

Giles' eyes widened. "The future?"

"Yeah. He says he know me and Cordelia from L.A. ... in 2002."

"What?" Giles' eyes widened even more if it was possible. "L.A.? 2002?"

"Yeah." Angel nodded his head for emphasis. "We were hoping you could help."

"Well, first we'll need to make sure this is real and then we need to know what caused it. So let's start from the beginning."

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"So you have no idea how you got here?" Giles asked for what seemed like the thousandth time.

"No. I was in L.A. year 2002, then big truck, darkness, and the Sunnydale year 1999." Connor had told his story to Giles exactly like he had to Angel. Although Connor got the idea that Giles wasn't too sure that he was telling the truth about being from the future.

"Well, this doesn't help us very much. All we know from this is that you didn't cast the spell yourself. Unfortunately we need much more than that if we are to find out why we were sent here."

"Well, Mr. Giles, I am happy to report that I found my book and am now back to work." Wesley said as he entered the room. As he noticed the others he stopped. "What is going on?"

"Wesley, Angel ran into this boy last night. He's from the future."

"The future?"

"That is what I said, yes."

"Fascinating."

"Yes, well, we have no idea how he came to be in our time." Giles explained, getting slightly frustrated. "Now, you say you know Cordelia and Angel in this 2002 version of L.A.?"

"Yes." Connor replied, looking at Wesley.

"Really?" Wesley asked, intrigued by Connor.

"And you too."

"What?" Wesley was shocked.

"You know Wesley too?" Giles asked, wondering how Wesley would end up in L.A.

"Yes. He used to work with Cordelia and Angel."

"I did? But I'm a watcher; I have to be where the Slayer is." Wesley couldn't believe he would forget his duty.

"What's a Slayer?" Connor asked.

"You don't know what a Slayer is?" Angel asked. Connor shook his head in response.

"Okay, this is getting ridicules." Giles said. "You know nothing about us, yet you claim to know three of our number in the future. But you only give vague accounts and you have no idea how these three ended up together and in L.A. There are too many holes in this story for us to even begin to figure it out. Now, I don't know if you're telling us the truth about any of this but unless you are straight with us, I not believe we can help you."

Connor looked at the librarian. Part of him wanted to rebel. Walk out the door right then and never look back. But if he did he would never get home.

"If you ask me questions I'll try to answer, but I don't know some things, I've only been around for a few months." Connor told Giles, knowing he would have to be more forthcoming.

"Very well. How do..." Giles was cut off by Wesley.

"How do you know me?"

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"So, how was patrol last night?" Willow asked Buffy as they walked through the halls towards the library.

"Good. Angel and I killed the vamps." Buffy said as Xander joined them.

"Always a plus." Oz answered.

"Yep, much better than them killing you." Xander added.

Buffy flashed him a 'shut up' look, but ruined it by smiling at him.

"Oh, look, headed to the library again." A new voice joined the group.

"Yes, Cordelia and if I'm not mistaken, so are you." Xander replied back. The two had never gotten along, but after their bad break up it was even worse.

"I need to return a book." Cordelia answered, not even bothering to look at Xander.

"And stare some more at Wesley? Please." Xander shot back as they got to the doors of the library.

"Jealous?" Cordelia asked as they entered.

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"How do you know me?" Cut off whatever reply Xander was going to make.

The group entered the library to find two watchers, a vampire with a soul, and a strange teen sitting at the large table in the library. Before any of them could comment however the teen began to talk.

"Well, I don't really know you that well. I've seen you a few times, but ever since I've been there you haven't been around that much."

"Why?"

"Well, you kinda did something that made everyone else mad."

"What did I do?"

Connor took a breath. "You took me."

"Took you where?"

"I don't know a lot about this, only what I was told. See I was a baby at the time."

"A baby? I thought you said you'd only been there a few months." Giles asked, confused again.

"I went through a portal, came back a few weeks later and I was eighteen." Connor answered.

"I took you through a portal?" Wesley was shocked to hear that.

"No. You were trying to protect me and then someone interfered and then I was sent through the portal."

"Protect you? From what?" Wesley wanted to know.

"My father."

"You're father?" Giles asked.

"Yes."

"Why would that make everyone else mad?"

"Because I'm not supposed to exist." Connor knew he had to explain. "I'm the son of two vampires."

"That's impossible." Came from all corners of the room. The four at the table hadn't noticed that the Scooby Gang had entered until that moment.

"Yeah, but it happened. Some prophecy."

"Okay, let's just say it was possible, which I don't believe, why would everyone be mad at Wesley for protecting you?" Giles asked.

"Because he didn't talk to anyone about it and everyone cares about my father and they later found out that he was never going to hurt me."

"All right, let's stick with us believing you about the son of two vampires thing. Who are your parents?" Giles again took the lead, as everyone else looked too stunned to form words. The Scooby Gang had no clue what was going on, only that whoever this stranger was, what he was saying was impossible.

Connor shifted uncomfortably and glanced at Angel. "Well, they, umm." Connor trailed off.

"He's my son."

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