O.C. Sorry about the separation in this story but it won't let me,
honestly. I put lines in between but they're not there when I post,
from now on I'll post a few spaces between as lines.
There it was the spell was finished, but where to now? Could they really go back to the hotel? And what if Angel was there, Angel wouldn't understand.
"So are done?" Cordelia asked, walking around Connor and to Eve.
"Yeah. There's nothing else to say," Eve answered, looking through the section.
"So what do we do now?" Cordelia asked what everyone else was thinking. Cordelia looked at Doyle and Wesley for answers but they had none.
"We could go back the hotel. The demon's probably gone by now. He was probably gone when we left. He wouldn't have let us leave like that if he could stop us," Wesley finally answered.
"Or we could stay here. Its.nice and cozy here. Plus we might want to let Connor settle so we don't disturb the magic," Eve suggested.
"Yeah," Doyle seconded that.
"Yeah?" Cordelia asked, giving Doyle a suspicious look. "We can't stay here. It's dirt and cold and-"
"Freeze!" Cordelia was disturbed by the shouts. The party looked in the direction, a mob of cops were standing in the doorway, guns drawn.
"What is the meaning of this?" Wesley asked stepping forward. The cops never removed their guns.
"We're here for a certain person," the leader called out as she stepped closer. "You." She aimed her gun at Eve.
"What?" Eve asked, tossing the book to Doyle. "The last time I broke the law was in 1692." The cops ignored her.
"You're under arrest for the murder of Colin Euwens. You have the right to remain silent, what you say and do can and will be used against you in the court of law," Cop spoke taking out handcuffs.
"But-But I didn't kill him. I wasn't even around when he died if I was, clearly he wouldn't died," Eve protested, Turning around, making it impossible for him to handcuff her. "I ain't goin to jail."
"You want to bet?" The cop asked, ready for anything.
"Yeah, I bet 20 million." Coarse if she didn't want to go, she wasn't, so she figured she could try it for some money.
"That's funny. Officer lockly." A woman stepped out of the mob, her gun still drawn.
"Kate?" Doyle asked stepping forward. "You know Eve didn't kill anyone, why are you doing this?"
"Oh, I don't know about that. There's evidence, a cop's gotta follow it." Kate placed the gun to Eve's head.
"Dude, this guy died 10 years ago. I was 6. How I'm gonna kill someone when I was 6?" Eve asked with her hands raised.
Kate turned to the leader cop, looking for answers. "Well, she seems like the kind of person."
Eve bent back towards Doyle. "Can electrocuting kill me?" Eve asked in a whisper.
"Maybe," Doyle answered just as low.
Eve returned to the place she was. "So on my tombstone, ya gonna right, she died caught I thought she killed someone cause she seems like the kind of person? Well that's some stupid shit, dumb ass." The leader cop punched Eve; Eve didn't fall. "Well, that's some.strength ya got. But personally I think I can kill ya all.
"Kate, I'll give you a hint. Bullets won't kill her," Doyle told Kate. Kate's face straightened out of the smirk it had been in.
"Okay." She dropped her gun and pulled out a stake. Eve looked down then at Doyle who shrugged. Eve backhanded Kate, knocking her back.
"Get out of the way," Eve ordered as the cops raised their guns once more. The gang took covered, but Eve didn't. Eve dunked many bullets, only getting hit in the shoulder, she ran to Connor, where she slid to a halt.
"Seize fire," Kate orders. They no doubtily would shoot Connor. Eve scooped Connor into her arms, turned then started running for cover.
"What do we do now?" Cordelia asked Eve. Eve looked around. They were pinned, where else to go?
"Out the back door," Eve ordered. She stood up, the walls still covering her. The others did so as to follow her lead. She pointed out the back door and ordered them to go. When they were out, she ran for it. The bullets started pouring once more. She took three shots in the back and one sliced into her ribs. But she didn't think much of it, until she got outside.
Wesley took Connor into his arms, seeing the hurt in her eyes. "We gotta go." She jogged down the street a ways; the others followed her.
"You okay?" Cordelia asked when Eve stopped, out of breath. "You're like breathing heavy but you don't breath, at all."
"I'm fine, we gotta get back to the hotel. Angel's probably-" Eve stared straight ahead. "Angel." Angel was approaching them.
Wesley stepped forward allowing Angel to take Connor into his arms. "Cops are back there, Angel."
"Why?" Angel asked, turning around to leave the scene.
"Eve just killed someone, no biggie," Cordelia told him. Eve gave Cordelia a look.
"Did not," she protested. "But hey that chick, Kate's back there. So this should be interesting."
"We have to get Connor home," Angel said dully as he lurched forward. Eve and the rest followed, knowing that later on Kate would cause him trouble.
"What happened?" Angel asked, crossing his arms and looking at Cordelia.
"Connor got a lead he took it and a poisonous demon stabbed him. We did a ritual to put this green crap into him so he won't die and that's when the cops busted in," Cordelia confessed.
"You should've told me," Angel said not amused.
"Lighten up dude. Connor came to see me and we was attacked by a demon okay. We didn't want you to worry so we took care of it and Connor's going to fine. So if you would get a grip and stop acting like a father then we'll all be fine. Vampires always did make the shity dads in the first place," Eve spoke.
"What are you doing here, Eve?" Angel asked, looking at Eve instead of Cordelia.
"Saving your boy. Now if you would just shut up and get your white ass to work on the manticore it'll be fine. Connor's fine, we're all fine so hush," Eve ordered.
Angel gave Eve an unpleasant look then noticed Doyle. "Doyle?"
"Angel." Doyle nodded at Angel.
"What are you." Angel began.
"PTB knew that we'll lose so they took Cordelia's visions and gave them back to their owner, giving their owner back to you," Eve answered, taking a seat next to Doyle on the couch.
Angel turned away, what else was there to say? Spike came from another room to join up with them. "Don't think your boy likes me too much. Though that blood sure is tempting." Angel turned to him, a death glare on his face.
"Okay, chill dawg," Eve ordered Angel. "Just calm yourself, Angel." Eve relaxed against the couch. Angel turned from Spike.
Dawn sat in a chair next to the bed. Connor turned his head toward Dawn at the sound. "Who are you?" He asked, his strength not fully back.
"Dawn," the child answered. "And you must be Connor." Connor stared at Dawn for a while, making her uncomfortable. She wasn't good with guys; it didn't feel right to have one look at her for so long.
"Well, you look tired, I should go then," Dawn said uncomfortably, breaking the silence. Connor did look tired but he didn't want to be alone.
"No." Dawn had gotten up from her seat; she stopped when he spoke. "No, don't go," Connor, insisted. Dawn sat back down; she couldn't stop the grin that was coming. He didn't want her to leave that felt good.
"So.what do we do now?" Dawn asked. She wouldn't mind sitting there, not talking, just staring but then again, Connor would probably fall asleep from that. Connor didn't have anything to do; he just wanted her to stay.
"I don't know," he confessed in a whisper, his eyes full of sorrow. Dawn felt sorry for him for some reason.
"Oh well, that's ok." Dawn rose from the chair and slid onto the bed next to him. He painfully scouted over to give her more room. "So.how was hell? I hear it sucks." Connor smiled at this, at Dawn's attempt to make conversation.
"It was okay," well it was. Dawn wouldn't understand what went on, only Angel, and maybe Buffy, would. Dawn had nothing to say, what else was there to say? She just met the guy 5 minutes ago; she knew nothing else about him.
"Oh.well it wasn't exactly hell was, it was some place that started with a T." Dawn looked down at Connor who only looked back up at her. "I'm sorry. Am I annoying you, cause I can always leave if you want me to." Dawn trailed off.
Connor slid into a sitting position, next to Dawn. They sat there, for several minutes, just staring at one another. Connor leant forward as Dawn did the same; their lips met, kissing. They finished the kiss and looked at one another. Connor couldn't help the feeling; it felt like someone was watching him. Connor turned and looked at the door. Eve was standing there, staring at the two.
"Eve," Connor whispered. Eve turned and left the room. Connor knew he shouldn't, but he felt ashamed. Why? He couldn't answer that.
"How is he?" Angel asked as Eve came down the stairs.
"He's never been better," Eve, answered. Eve sat on a stole in the kitchen, the room Angel was in.
"What happened?" Angel asked, sensing something bothered Eve.
"Nothing." Eve looked at the counter, not looking at Angel. All the windows in the kitchen broke, nothing broke them, they just blew up.
Angel ducked at the sound and movement. Angel already knew about Eve being a witch. She only used her magic when she was bored, desperate or really pissed. Eve hadn't removed her eyes from the counter.
"What happened? You was only up there for 10 minutes." Angel didn't bother to sit; he didn't feel like it. Eve looked at Angel.
"Connor and Dawn's gots somethin goin on. So I'm thinkin bout blazin. Since I'm not needed anymore." Eve rose from her seat. "And Angel.I hear you can't remember the demon. Well, I can. You ruined him. You two had a deal, and you broke it. You and me, that is. Only time I helped Angelus. But now, I've gotta go back into hiding. So, bye. Hope you and Buffy have fun." Eve turned to go.
"Eve. We-we need you," Angel forced himself to say. Eve turned to face Angel, a slight smile spreading across her face.
"Aw. That means a lot. But, from my experience I'd say the demons here, fast. Right after Fred and Gunn. Not that he's after them. They're through the door, now." Gunn opens the lobby's doors and enters, Fred following him. Angel walks around Eve to meet them. "Now, the demon's through the door, now." The doors are destroyed by the demon.
Gunn pulls Fred to the side, away from the demon, and runs toward Angel, for shelter. Angel steps closer to the demon. "Leave," he ordered Gunn and Fred. Eve walked out of the room to stand behind Angel.
"I got your back, dawg," Eve reassured him. Eve knew that Angel wanted to fight this thing alone but you don't always get what you want. Eve knew that better than anyone did, how many times she'd been wronged, she wanted to help him now.
Fred and Gunn were gone; they went as fast as they could. The demon didn't care, big deal two humans, he'd make up for them. But now, what he wanted was the two vampires that had ruined him before.
"Shouldn't you like get your boy Spike and the slayer?" Eve asked slipping unnoticeably in front of Angel. "Come one, we can so out number this jackass." Well, at least one of them was confident.
Buffy entered the room, Xander and Willow trailing behind. They stopped, noticing the demon. "Get out," Angel barked at the two humans and the slayer.
"No," Buffy stated plainly. Eve looked around uncomfortably. It was pretty crowed to be a lobby.
All the windows there broke, the glass spraying at the demon, hitting no one but the thing. The demon deflected them, not feeling any pain. Eve jerked her hand, one of the broken doors flung from the spot it was and it the demon with such an unbreakable force. But the demon was only thrown back inches.
"Okay, Angel, I say we move. Get Connor out and blaze," Eve suggested.
"You won't be able to when you're a pile of dust." The demon lurch forward, toward Eve, a knife sliding into his hands. The knife was in Eve's gut instantly, she had no time to react, nor did the others. Eve's hands found their way around the knife, she then slipped to her knees, the pain surrounding and grabbing a hold onto her.
There it was the spell was finished, but where to now? Could they really go back to the hotel? And what if Angel was there, Angel wouldn't understand.
"So are done?" Cordelia asked, walking around Connor and to Eve.
"Yeah. There's nothing else to say," Eve answered, looking through the section.
"So what do we do now?" Cordelia asked what everyone else was thinking. Cordelia looked at Doyle and Wesley for answers but they had none.
"We could go back the hotel. The demon's probably gone by now. He was probably gone when we left. He wouldn't have let us leave like that if he could stop us," Wesley finally answered.
"Or we could stay here. Its.nice and cozy here. Plus we might want to let Connor settle so we don't disturb the magic," Eve suggested.
"Yeah," Doyle seconded that.
"Yeah?" Cordelia asked, giving Doyle a suspicious look. "We can't stay here. It's dirt and cold and-"
"Freeze!" Cordelia was disturbed by the shouts. The party looked in the direction, a mob of cops were standing in the doorway, guns drawn.
"What is the meaning of this?" Wesley asked stepping forward. The cops never removed their guns.
"We're here for a certain person," the leader called out as she stepped closer. "You." She aimed her gun at Eve.
"What?" Eve asked, tossing the book to Doyle. "The last time I broke the law was in 1692." The cops ignored her.
"You're under arrest for the murder of Colin Euwens. You have the right to remain silent, what you say and do can and will be used against you in the court of law," Cop spoke taking out handcuffs.
"But-But I didn't kill him. I wasn't even around when he died if I was, clearly he wouldn't died," Eve protested, Turning around, making it impossible for him to handcuff her. "I ain't goin to jail."
"You want to bet?" The cop asked, ready for anything.
"Yeah, I bet 20 million." Coarse if she didn't want to go, she wasn't, so she figured she could try it for some money.
"That's funny. Officer lockly." A woman stepped out of the mob, her gun still drawn.
"Kate?" Doyle asked stepping forward. "You know Eve didn't kill anyone, why are you doing this?"
"Oh, I don't know about that. There's evidence, a cop's gotta follow it." Kate placed the gun to Eve's head.
"Dude, this guy died 10 years ago. I was 6. How I'm gonna kill someone when I was 6?" Eve asked with her hands raised.
Kate turned to the leader cop, looking for answers. "Well, she seems like the kind of person."
Eve bent back towards Doyle. "Can electrocuting kill me?" Eve asked in a whisper.
"Maybe," Doyle answered just as low.
Eve returned to the place she was. "So on my tombstone, ya gonna right, she died caught I thought she killed someone cause she seems like the kind of person? Well that's some stupid shit, dumb ass." The leader cop punched Eve; Eve didn't fall. "Well, that's some.strength ya got. But personally I think I can kill ya all.
"Kate, I'll give you a hint. Bullets won't kill her," Doyle told Kate. Kate's face straightened out of the smirk it had been in.
"Okay." She dropped her gun and pulled out a stake. Eve looked down then at Doyle who shrugged. Eve backhanded Kate, knocking her back.
"Get out of the way," Eve ordered as the cops raised their guns once more. The gang took covered, but Eve didn't. Eve dunked many bullets, only getting hit in the shoulder, she ran to Connor, where she slid to a halt.
"Seize fire," Kate orders. They no doubtily would shoot Connor. Eve scooped Connor into her arms, turned then started running for cover.
"What do we do now?" Cordelia asked Eve. Eve looked around. They were pinned, where else to go?
"Out the back door," Eve ordered. She stood up, the walls still covering her. The others did so as to follow her lead. She pointed out the back door and ordered them to go. When they were out, she ran for it. The bullets started pouring once more. She took three shots in the back and one sliced into her ribs. But she didn't think much of it, until she got outside.
Wesley took Connor into his arms, seeing the hurt in her eyes. "We gotta go." She jogged down the street a ways; the others followed her.
"You okay?" Cordelia asked when Eve stopped, out of breath. "You're like breathing heavy but you don't breath, at all."
"I'm fine, we gotta get back to the hotel. Angel's probably-" Eve stared straight ahead. "Angel." Angel was approaching them.
Wesley stepped forward allowing Angel to take Connor into his arms. "Cops are back there, Angel."
"Why?" Angel asked, turning around to leave the scene.
"Eve just killed someone, no biggie," Cordelia told him. Eve gave Cordelia a look.
"Did not," she protested. "But hey that chick, Kate's back there. So this should be interesting."
"We have to get Connor home," Angel said dully as he lurched forward. Eve and the rest followed, knowing that later on Kate would cause him trouble.
"What happened?" Angel asked, crossing his arms and looking at Cordelia.
"Connor got a lead he took it and a poisonous demon stabbed him. We did a ritual to put this green crap into him so he won't die and that's when the cops busted in," Cordelia confessed.
"You should've told me," Angel said not amused.
"Lighten up dude. Connor came to see me and we was attacked by a demon okay. We didn't want you to worry so we took care of it and Connor's going to fine. So if you would get a grip and stop acting like a father then we'll all be fine. Vampires always did make the shity dads in the first place," Eve spoke.
"What are you doing here, Eve?" Angel asked, looking at Eve instead of Cordelia.
"Saving your boy. Now if you would just shut up and get your white ass to work on the manticore it'll be fine. Connor's fine, we're all fine so hush," Eve ordered.
Angel gave Eve an unpleasant look then noticed Doyle. "Doyle?"
"Angel." Doyle nodded at Angel.
"What are you." Angel began.
"PTB knew that we'll lose so they took Cordelia's visions and gave them back to their owner, giving their owner back to you," Eve answered, taking a seat next to Doyle on the couch.
Angel turned away, what else was there to say? Spike came from another room to join up with them. "Don't think your boy likes me too much. Though that blood sure is tempting." Angel turned to him, a death glare on his face.
"Okay, chill dawg," Eve ordered Angel. "Just calm yourself, Angel." Eve relaxed against the couch. Angel turned from Spike.
Dawn sat in a chair next to the bed. Connor turned his head toward Dawn at the sound. "Who are you?" He asked, his strength not fully back.
"Dawn," the child answered. "And you must be Connor." Connor stared at Dawn for a while, making her uncomfortable. She wasn't good with guys; it didn't feel right to have one look at her for so long.
"Well, you look tired, I should go then," Dawn said uncomfortably, breaking the silence. Connor did look tired but he didn't want to be alone.
"No." Dawn had gotten up from her seat; she stopped when he spoke. "No, don't go," Connor, insisted. Dawn sat back down; she couldn't stop the grin that was coming. He didn't want her to leave that felt good.
"So.what do we do now?" Dawn asked. She wouldn't mind sitting there, not talking, just staring but then again, Connor would probably fall asleep from that. Connor didn't have anything to do; he just wanted her to stay.
"I don't know," he confessed in a whisper, his eyes full of sorrow. Dawn felt sorry for him for some reason.
"Oh well, that's ok." Dawn rose from the chair and slid onto the bed next to him. He painfully scouted over to give her more room. "So.how was hell? I hear it sucks." Connor smiled at this, at Dawn's attempt to make conversation.
"It was okay," well it was. Dawn wouldn't understand what went on, only Angel, and maybe Buffy, would. Dawn had nothing to say, what else was there to say? She just met the guy 5 minutes ago; she knew nothing else about him.
"Oh.well it wasn't exactly hell was, it was some place that started with a T." Dawn looked down at Connor who only looked back up at her. "I'm sorry. Am I annoying you, cause I can always leave if you want me to." Dawn trailed off.
Connor slid into a sitting position, next to Dawn. They sat there, for several minutes, just staring at one another. Connor leant forward as Dawn did the same; their lips met, kissing. They finished the kiss and looked at one another. Connor couldn't help the feeling; it felt like someone was watching him. Connor turned and looked at the door. Eve was standing there, staring at the two.
"Eve," Connor whispered. Eve turned and left the room. Connor knew he shouldn't, but he felt ashamed. Why? He couldn't answer that.
"How is he?" Angel asked as Eve came down the stairs.
"He's never been better," Eve, answered. Eve sat on a stole in the kitchen, the room Angel was in.
"What happened?" Angel asked, sensing something bothered Eve.
"Nothing." Eve looked at the counter, not looking at Angel. All the windows in the kitchen broke, nothing broke them, they just blew up.
Angel ducked at the sound and movement. Angel already knew about Eve being a witch. She only used her magic when she was bored, desperate or really pissed. Eve hadn't removed her eyes from the counter.
"What happened? You was only up there for 10 minutes." Angel didn't bother to sit; he didn't feel like it. Eve looked at Angel.
"Connor and Dawn's gots somethin goin on. So I'm thinkin bout blazin. Since I'm not needed anymore." Eve rose from her seat. "And Angel.I hear you can't remember the demon. Well, I can. You ruined him. You two had a deal, and you broke it. You and me, that is. Only time I helped Angelus. But now, I've gotta go back into hiding. So, bye. Hope you and Buffy have fun." Eve turned to go.
"Eve. We-we need you," Angel forced himself to say. Eve turned to face Angel, a slight smile spreading across her face.
"Aw. That means a lot. But, from my experience I'd say the demons here, fast. Right after Fred and Gunn. Not that he's after them. They're through the door, now." Gunn opens the lobby's doors and enters, Fred following him. Angel walks around Eve to meet them. "Now, the demon's through the door, now." The doors are destroyed by the demon.
Gunn pulls Fred to the side, away from the demon, and runs toward Angel, for shelter. Angel steps closer to the demon. "Leave," he ordered Gunn and Fred. Eve walked out of the room to stand behind Angel.
"I got your back, dawg," Eve reassured him. Eve knew that Angel wanted to fight this thing alone but you don't always get what you want. Eve knew that better than anyone did, how many times she'd been wronged, she wanted to help him now.
Fred and Gunn were gone; they went as fast as they could. The demon didn't care, big deal two humans, he'd make up for them. But now, what he wanted was the two vampires that had ruined him before.
"Shouldn't you like get your boy Spike and the slayer?" Eve asked slipping unnoticeably in front of Angel. "Come one, we can so out number this jackass." Well, at least one of them was confident.
Buffy entered the room, Xander and Willow trailing behind. They stopped, noticing the demon. "Get out," Angel barked at the two humans and the slayer.
"No," Buffy stated plainly. Eve looked around uncomfortably. It was pretty crowed to be a lobby.
All the windows there broke, the glass spraying at the demon, hitting no one but the thing. The demon deflected them, not feeling any pain. Eve jerked her hand, one of the broken doors flung from the spot it was and it the demon with such an unbreakable force. But the demon was only thrown back inches.
"Okay, Angel, I say we move. Get Connor out and blaze," Eve suggested.
"You won't be able to when you're a pile of dust." The demon lurch forward, toward Eve, a knife sliding into his hands. The knife was in Eve's gut instantly, she had no time to react, nor did the others. Eve's hands found their way around the knife, she then slipped to her knees, the pain surrounding and grabbing a hold onto her.