Chapter 10: Past Haunts

Filled with anger and unaware of his father, Conner viciously attacks the man who dares to touch his girl. 'The nerve of this guy, who the fuck does he think he is?'

Just as Angel throws the man against the wall, Conner catches sight of the needle on the floor. Once full, but now empty, Conner can still smell the contents of the needle. 'Blood. This is Angel's blood! That guy works for the Lab, SON OF A BITCH!' Conner whirls around and throws his father off of the battered man, who is hiding in the corner.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU DARE TO FUCK UP KARY'S LIFE AND THEN TRY TO TOUCH HER AGAIN! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?" Conner feels a hand on his shoulder as he continues to beat on the intruder.

"Conner...maybe we should go downstairs," Angel is unsure if he'll be able to stop Conner, but he also knows that if this asshole is dead, they won't get any information on the Lab. When Conner continues, Angel is forced to get physical.

"Conner!" Angel throws his son against the wall and stands between the two.

"How the HELL can you defend this, this PRICK! He hurt her, can't you see that?" Conner isn't thinking clearly and can't focus because the rage is driving him insane. 'What kind of a monster would WANT to hurt Kary? She's so peaceful, well, unless she is kicking a vamp's ass..." Conner trails off as he realizes his father is dragging the man out the door.

"Where the hell are you going?" Conner starts after them and can't believe his father is doing this.

"Conner, the only way we'll be able to help Kary, is if we can get info on the Lab. This guy is our only link and if he's dead then we're fucked. Now calm down and go get me chains and a chair." Angel's tone of voice ended the conversation and Conner stormed off to the cellar, flying past Cordy and the others.

"What the hell is go- scratch that, who the hell is that?" Cordy is going insane with the unanswered questions and would like to be heard.

"He's from the Lab; we're going to question him and try to find a cure." Angel sat (or forced) him down onto the chair and together, him and Conner tied him down.

"You won't get anything from me! And there is no fucking cure; 1-19 is going to die." The man spat into Angel's face and Conner smacked him across the cheek.

"If you wanted KARY dead, then you wouldn't have given her the needle, now let's try and do this the nice way so that we don't have to hurt you." Angel knew that that was never going to happen, but maybe this guy was weak.

"Let's start off easy, what's the Lab?" Wes peered into the man's eyes. Five minutes of silence and Conner goes to hit him again, but Angel intervenes.

"That's right. Hold of your fucked up son. He doesn't want to go messing with us, or we'll send him back to hell." The former watcher smirked and received a punch from Angel.

"Ever talk about him like that again and I'll kill you." Angel whispered.

"Boys, lets lower the testosterone level just a little." Cordy stepped between the two fearing that their only link was about to be killed by the former Angelus and the Destroyer. She quickly reached into the man's breast pocket and pulled out his identification.

"See what patience can do. Now Mr. Andrew Marker, I think it's time that you start co-operating. I am sure that you know Angel and the Destroyer. Not exactly the two best guys to get pissed off." Cordy gave the wallet to Wes.

"Andrew? I should've known. Only you would fuck over a life like that." Wes threw down the wallet and stormed over to Marker.

"Good old Wesley, they were going to use you, but knew your damn morals would get in the way. I always was the better man." Marker smirked into his old friends face.

"Wes? Do you know him?" Fred was getting a little confused with all the lies.

"He's a former watcher. He turned down the slayer to take on a special op program, so they sent me. I assume this is the special op?" Wes glared at the unjust man in front of him.

"You're smart. Now can you untie me and get the fuck away form me?" Marker looked around at the furious, annoyed and deadly faces surrounding him and all intended to hurt him. 'Well Kary, you did a better job then we thought possible. In fact I think you got a little too close. If only you knew what you're supposed to be, then you would see we're right.' Marker began to fear that he wouldn't live through this, but none the less, would tell them nothing. He had been trained for this moment, beaten and battered until he could withstand most torture. A simple vampire and his son would do nothing to him.

"Let's try this again Marker, or I swear to god I'll let Conner kill you. What is the Lab?" Angel was inches from Marker's face and could hear his heart beat. But it didn't quicken, 'this is going to be harder then I thought. Wonder what his weak point is? Everyone has a weak point..." Angel began to ponder the possibilities, 'Family, friends, maybe a sword. No, that's all too simple; it's got to hit home, maybe...' As Angel got lost in his thoughts, the others began to question and beat on Marker.

For over an hour not a word was spilled from the captured man, and the gang began to get frustrated.

"What the hell are we doing wrong?" Fred was getting really pissed off.

"You're asking the wrong questions!" A small voice came form the stairs as Kary descended to the main floor. "He's been trained - I mean like four weeks alone in a white room, non stop questions. He blocks out all of your voices. Trust me, I did it too. In fact the bastard did it to me!" Kary stopped in front of Marker and looked down at him.
"Andrew," Kary glared at her teacher.

"Kary," Marker did not look happy to see her, and Angel heard his heart beat rise. 'So that's his weakness! He's either afraid of Kary because he knows what she can do, or he's ashamed of what he did to her. Meh, as long as she can get some answers.'

"Now Andrew, I expect to get some fucking answers about who the hell I really am. Shall we begin or are we going to play hard?" Kary leant in close and he could feel her breath on his face. "Cuz you know I can break you, I've done it before and by god I'll do it again! This time it's for real, you fucked up my life and I plan on figuring out how much."

Marker knew that he was weak against her, but he wasn't going to go down easily. "Fuck you."

"Fine, the hard way it is." Kary got up and walked away. Conner followed her to see what she was up to.

"Are you sure you're up to this? I mean you were almost dead an hour ago..." Conner didn't even want to think about that.

"The bastards going down, Conner. I don't care how long it takes me, but he just gave me life again, so I plan on figuring out what the hell they did to me and why. I suggest not getting in my way." Kary was examining her options as Conner placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I wouldn't dream of it, but what do you plan on doing?" As a reply, Kary bent down and picked up a jagged knife.