Connor came running into the Hyperion, coming to a halt seeing the big demons laying dead on the floor. He lifted his eyes to the gang in front of him.

"You guys had a party?" He asked but still looking serious. He didn't think it was funny and seeing the look on the others face they didn't either.

"No. It's more that we got some crashers." Gunn moved one of the demons arms with his foot. "They're strong." He mumbled and Angel nodded looking at his son.

"What happened to you?" He asked seeing a big bleeding scratch mark on Connor's neck and one on his jacket. Connor seemed confused for a second. He hadn't even noticed them.

"I got attacked. By a great big cat."

"Huh?" Cordelia looked confused adjusting her hair slightly, not wanting to look a the scaled ones on the floor anymore.

"Well, it was a guy." Connor explained stepping over the green bodies with a slight frown on his face. "But then I threw him into a wall and he ... he turned into a panther. It's weird..."

"It's Peratius." Angel cut him off and his son frowned even more.

"It's what now?"

"The order of Peratius. The demons from Cordy's vision. They can transform themselves, usually when they're hurt."

Connor nodded understanding. "Oh." He thought. "Oh." He said again when he remembered about Cordy's vision and him being captured by those demons.

"Yes. Oh." Wesley agreed. "And these fellas. I say somebody wants us out of the way."

"But why?" Fred turned to Wesley with questioning eyes.

"We don't know." He answered heading back to the table sitting down with a sigh. "We know nothing."

The others felt even more down by this. It was never good when a watcher seemed to be on the verge to giving up.

"We need to get rid of these." Angel said to Gunn and Connor grabbing one of the Karaktus demons.

"Okay. But I'm not taking the one without a head." Connor refused grabbing another one.

***

Cordelia slammed a book shut and looked at Fred. They were alone since the boys were out getting rid of their demon bodies.

"I can't find anything we don't already know." She said and Fred smiled comforting.

"I've found some stuff but I don't think it's off value. I can hardly make sense of it anyway." She glanced at the door. "They've been gone a while now. Think we should worry?"

Cordelia shook her head. "Those four out, no, I think they're okay." She said it but she didn't feel it. She was worried and she knew Fred was too, no matter what anyone of them said. She just felt like if they shared their feelings they'd grow bigger.

"I'm worried about this though." Fred admitted looking slightly ashamed. "These demon attacks and order of some sort. It reaks of danger."

Cordelia nodded. "I know. And we got that girl to think of."

"But we haven't heard about her since, well that night you and Angel found her and Connor at that club. She could've skipped town." Fred seemed hopefully but her dark haired friend shook her head.

"I doubt it. Why do you think Connor goes out all the time? I think it's to see her."

Fred stared at her for a couple of seconds. "You think they're friends?"

Cordy shook her head again and Fred knew what she was thinking. Herself she didn't want to think about that. She worried about Connor too, she didn't want him to get into trouble.

"I guess he knows what he's doing." She mumbled but Cordelia didn't agree on this one either.

"He's an 18-year-old boy. They never know what they're doing." She thought. Neiher her or Fred noticed the shadow moving in the background. Watching them from a far.

***'

It had been three days that had gone by like normal at Angel Investigations. Nothing particulary weird or supernatrual had happened. Things weren't dull either though. They had their hands full.

Connor was the only one who seemed to be bored. He drifted in and out and never seemed to be satisfied. Almost like he was waiting for something or someone. It was impossible to approach him about it. He got terribly defensive.

"I think it's that girl." Cordelia told Angel one day and the handsome vampire frowned.

"D.J? Really?" He squinted at his son who was pacing around, swinging a knife in his hand. He'd been training a lot since he'd been attacked by that panther. Angel wasn't really surprised that there was a possibility that Connor's mind was stuck on the pretty girl.

They'd seemed cuddly enough on the club. He didn't approve but he hadn't really said anything. They still didn't know what she wanted or if she was working for somebody. His suspicions of that had grown. The more he thought of it, it certainly did seem like she'd planned their meetings. He didn't like it, it meant she was the one who had the upper hand. They met on her conditions.

"Really." Cordelia assured. "I think you should talk to him about it. He's been acting all out of it since he met her. It can't be good for him."

Angel nodded. "Yeah, well." He straightened his back and walked up to his son. "Hey Connor." He tried to force a smile but only got indifferent eyes back. "Can we talk?" He asked but didn't care enough for a respond. He led his son to a more private part of the hotel where no one else could hear them.

"What?" Connor asked cocky folding his arms across his chest, looking reluctant to have a talk.

"Are you okay? I've noticed you've been ... a little down."

Connor shrugged. "I'm as I am always. You haven't noticed yet that I'm not a cheery prep? I'm not surprised, guess you've been busy."

Angel sighed. "I know that. But ...you've been acting like you got something on your mind. Is there something you want to tell me?"

There was a short silence but then Connor shook his head. "No, nothing that comes to my mind."

"Well let me help you out then." Angel said tired. "Are you seeing D.J.?"

"What if I am?"

"She could be dangerous."

Connor scoffed. "You're dangerous too. Yet you seem to like having me around you. Isn't that a bit hypocryrtical."

"I wouldn't hurt you!" Angel claimed upset, he hated that his son seemed to think of him as a beast.

Connor glared at him. "Neither would she."

"You don't know that."

"And you do?" The boy snorted shaking his head. "You're so full of it. Being all high and mighty like you know everything. Well you don't. I know this girl better then you ever will and I like her." Connor couldn't believe he'd admitted that last part and by the look in his fathers eyes, neither could he.

"She's better then you guys. At least she's open about what she thinks and wants."

"She's a demon." Angel reminded. That part disturbed him. There were of course demons who weren't after something evil but he doubted she fitted into that category. "She might be a part of something you have no idea of." He hoped he was getting through but the look on Connor's face told him he wasn't.

"Yeah, well I guess I'll have to find out then." He said starting to walk away. He meant his words. He didn't think she'd hurt him, and if she did, he knew he could protect himself against her. Something that seemed to have thrown her off. But he did miss her. He hadn't seen her since the morning after.

He'd been by her place but it was always empty and seemed to have been unvisited since he'd been there the first time. He wondered where she was. He hoped she hadn't skipped town. He wanted to see her again. Find out more about her, she interested him.

He picked up a several bladed knife and started swinging it in the air. He wanted to be prepared if any other jungle cats were going to jump him.

***'

That night Connor lay on his bed trying to get some sleep. But he felt antsy like he had 15 cups of coffee or something running through his system. He rolled onto his side and sat up straight when he thought he saw a shadow.

There was a knock on his window and he pulled on a sweater before he went over to it and opened it slightly. A familiar pretty face smiled at him.

"Hey stranger." D.J. said carefree. She pushed the window open some more so she could climb in. "Did you miss me?" She asked playfully and Connor frowned. He didn't want to say yes. It would seem to corny.

"I guess. Where have you been?"

She laughed and smiled mock coyly putting her hands on his chest. "Around." She moved closer and he saw her eyes shift into soft blue.

"How do you do that?" He asked curiously and she frowned. "Your eye color." He explained and she put her hand to the side of her eye like she hadn't realised.

"Oh, I just kind of do." She didn't want to explain to him what else she could do so she took his hand instead and nodded at the window. "Come on, wanna come out and play?"

He considered his options and then looked down on his legs. "I need to get some pants first."

She grinned widely. "And I kind of like that look." She pulled him into a soft kiss and then headed for the window. "Meet you outside." She said climbing out.

He grabbed his pants before he followed her.