Title: A Call for Help 6/?

Author: Christen

Disclaimer: These Characters belong to Joss Whedon, except Jason and anyone else you don't recognize.

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I looked at Angel and felt all of my old feelings for him start to try to come back but I forced them back. I was not going to let him take control over me or weaken me like he always did. "Jason, will you please go to you room. Angel and I need to speak in private."

Jason made a face. "Why should I? He is my father and I brought him here. I think I have the right to here what you are going to say to him."

"It wasn't a question! I will talk to you as soon as I am done in here. Now unless you want to never be able to leave this house again I would do what I say!"

I could tell my mother was mad. "Yes ma." I looked at Kate. "Um… I will see you later. Good luck. Bye Oz, Will, Xander, Anya, Spike and Giles. Oh and you'll find a place for…"

Kate nodded her head. "My parents will take care of them for now, don't worry about them." She peaked him on the cheek. Then everyone headed out the door.

Xander whispered to Angel. "May the faith be with you."

"Xander!" My mother yelled.

"I'm going." He walked out the door.

I headed off to my room.

"So why are you here?"

"Because of Jason."

"Right, you came all the way to drab old Sunnydale because of my son. You really expect me to believe that. I'm not an idiot Angel."

"No you're not, but he's my son too, Buffy. I deserve to see him."

"You're his father! You think you're his father!" She let out a faint laugh. "Right. That kid can tell lies better than anyone I've seen."

Angel gave her a weird look. "I'm not his father?"

"Of course not, Angel. If you had been his father don't you think you would at least remember conceiving him."

"Right but what about those dreams he had?"

"He doesn't have dreams. At least not any that should be of any concern to you."

"So he's doesn't have a nightmare of you being killed by a demon?"

"No! Why would he? He is just a normal kid. Normal kids do not have dreams about their parents getting killed. Any other questions?"

"Yeah, do you really believe all the lies you just said?"

She looked at him disgusted. "Get out of my house! I do not want to ever see you again! And don't you ever come near my son again!"

"Fine, just keep lying to yourself but I'm not giving up on you Buffy, and I never will."

Kate sat down at the table; her mother and father sat in the chairs on either side of her. "So?"

"So, Kate. You cannot keep helping him like this. You know it's only going to hurt him in the long run."

She looked at her mother. "And every time you helped dad, it only hurt him right?"

Oz spoke up. "Sometimes it did and sometimes it didn't. But this is not the same thing, Kathleen. And you know it."

"Don't call me Kathleen, I hate that name and I hate the fact that you two are trying to keep me from helping the person I love."

"We're trying to help you and him stay alive. Why can't you see that Kate!" Will said.

"Because call my stupid but I think that love can survive anything. And I thought that you two did too. But I guess I was wrong." She said as she started to get up.

Oz grabbed her. "You aren't going any where's! Sit back down!"

She did. "What else could you possible have left to tell me!"

"Listen to us because we're not going to say this again. Stay away from him." Will said.

"And what makes you two think I'm going to do what you want."

"Because we're not giving you a choice!" Oz said.

"Jason?" His door cracked up and he saw his mother look in.  He was sitting on his bed with headphones on and the music was blaring. He turned to look at the wall. She walked over to him and turned him toward her. "Take those things off!"

He took them off. "Yes ma. Anything else?"

"What's your problem, huh? You never use to talk back to me or speak like that."

"And either did you."

"Jason, you have to know why I'm mad."

"Why because I went and brought my father back so he could save your life!"

"He's not your father and my life is not in danger!"

"Yes he is and don't lie to me. You have never lied to me before so please do not start. I know you are in danger I saw it in my dream."

Buffy got up. "Forget about you stupid dreams! They are not real. They never were. Get on with your life and do something normal for once."

"Stupid dreams! They are life or death, your life. How could you possibly say that?"

"Everything at sixteen is life or death to you. But I'm telling you can either forget them or stay here until you do."

"So you're grounding me?"

"If that's what it takes to get you to forget those dreams of yours then yes I am."

"Fine, just leave."

"Fine sit up here and sulk if you want to, I want hold it against you but if you want to come down I'll fix us something to eat."

She left the room. He waited until he could not hear her any more and grabbed his stuff and headed out his window.