The next night Connor felt like a prisoner at the Hyperion. They were all grumpy or mad at him like he'd unleashed some sort of demon or evil mastermind.

"Jeesh, she's just a girl." He'd told Gunn when they'd fought about the matter.

"A demon girl." Gunn had replied sourly. "Nice little girlfriend for you."

"Yeah, well...got a demon for a father. I guess she suits me just perfectly seeing it from that point of view." After he'd said that Angel had been strangley distant to him. He hadn't even seemed mad, just hurt.

Connor thought they were all being ridicules. D.J. was on their side, she just did what they did without little group meetings and while having fun. In more ways then one he envied her.

When darkness came he decided not to sit around and wait for people to argue with him some more. He was going out. He grabbed his coat and thought he was going to make a clear exit but unfortunatley Angel seemed to have been waiting for him.

"Going out?"

Connor paused in his steps and turned around with a sigh. "Yes, I'm going out."

"Why?"

Connor raised his eyebrows. He'd expected something more powerful from the vampire but apperantly it was coming later.

"Because I want to. You're not the only one who needs a little violence now and then."

Angel shot him a short glare at that comment. His son really did despise him, considering him to be some sort of vicious beast.

"I don't - need - violence Connor." He started to explain but Connor cut him off muttering:

"You had me fooled."

Angel sighed. "You know..."

"No I don't know, and I don't care. I'm going out." Connor said cocky leaving the hotel with confident steps.

He glanced over his shoulder to see if his fathers lurking shadow was following him. It didn't appear to be and he made a quick turn by some houses. He didn't need violence, although he couldn't say he'd decline it if it came and slapped him in the face.

What he needed now was a girl. He just needed to see her. He'd been thinking about her all day. It felt different - not like with Sunny or Cordelia. This was better.

He went to the same nightclub as previous night but she wasn't there. Disappointed he wondered where to search for her. But right before he was about to leave he spotted her.

She came from what seemed to be the back door with a wicked grin on her face. Moving her body to the music and pulling her hands up in her hair, she moved over the room.

Connor watched her with great interest. He felt his insides rumble just by laying his eyes on her. Yesterday he hadn't thought that much of her. Then when watching her being questioned by the AI team, he'd hardly been able to take his off her. He wondered if she'd noticed.

He walked a little closer to the dance floor, leaning against a pole. He smiled seeing her push a guy away from her so she could dance alone.

There was definitley something there. He thought but then decided to leave. Standing staring at her like a creep would hardly be of appeal to her. He figured he'd sweep the nearby area for vampires or other 'scary' things and then head home.

Although the thought of staying away from the gang and the Hyperion the whole night was very tempting. Just to get away from them for a while would be nice, he thought moving towards the back door.

As he put his hand on the doorknob he felt somebody behind him. He closed his fists ready for battle.

"Leaving me already?"

Asked the familiar female voice and Connor turned around standing face to face with D.J. She was wearing a sexy bright red top and black leather pants, she looked stunning. Being this close to her made an excited feeling rush through his body.

He shrugged casually. "Didn't know you were here."

She laughed. "So you thought you were watching my identical twin dancing out there or what?" She gestured at the dance floor and Connor looked thoughful. He hadn't realised she'd seen him.

"Don't worry, I liked it." She smiled and he raised his eyebrows.

"You did? Good to know." They exchanged glances. "I'm leaving now but..." He got quiet when she put a finger on his lips and hushed him.

"Don't leave, I'll be all alone."

Connor snorted. "You seemed to have pretty fun." He nodded towards the dancing people and she shrugged.

"What's a girl to do? Sit in and mope?" She took a hold of his jacket and pulled him closer. "Come on. Dance with me."

Reluctant he shook his head but didn't stop her when she took both his hands and led him out to the middle of the crowd again.

"Touch me." She whispered in his ears and he put his arms around her.

It felt right, but at the same time he started to wonder what was getting himself into. What if Angel was right. They didn't know what she was after. She could be evil and murderous.

Though his doubts were wiped away when he looked into her eyes. They always seemed to be bright blue around him. She smiled moving her head closer to his. She put both her hands on his neck pulling him into a soft kiss.

They moved slowly to the music, forgetting all about the people around them as the kiss got deeper.

***

Connor lay down on D.J's bed. D.J. came down on top on him, still kissing him with great hunger. He let his hands travel down her back and she moaned slightly as he reached ass.

She gave him a lighter kiss, and loosley bit his under lip sitting up on him. She smiled at him and then pulled of her top. Connor looked lustfilled at her. She was so beautiful.

She looked like she was going to say something but then changed her mind and leaned down over him again, kissing him.

She gently wriggled and felt like he was going crazy, he grabbed her arms and pushed her down on her back. He smiled quickly glancing over her face and body. Then he kissed her hard, pressing down on her.