Chapter 7 - Introductions
Connor awoke with the sun streaming down on his face. He sat up and saw Dawn still in the bed next to him. She was sleeping peacefully. He stood up and quietly snuck out the door. Angel was knocking on the door to his bedroom, frustrated because no one was responding.
Angel jumped when Connor came out the next door. "Connor!"
"Dad!"
"What were you.doing in there?"
"Nothing. Sleeping. OH, nothing."
Angel crossed his arms. "You've known her for less than 24 hours. Please don't tell me you-"
"I didn't. She had a nightmare and I went in there to keep her company." Angel muttered something about excuses. "So what did you want anyway?"
"Well I was wondering if you wanted to talk about colleges."
"Dad, it doesn't make any sense. There are no records of me being in school anywhere before senior year. No transcripts."
"We could say you grew up in a small village in Africa where you didn't go to school. Plus, diversity points, you know what I'm saying." Angel smiled.
Connor thought for a minute. "I guess I could think about it."
"Great. Hey, what about Notre Dame? It's a great school."
"Isn't that in France?"
"Yes, good! I knew you were smart."
"I'm not going to college in France."
"No, it's a different one. Uh, look, I'll get some materials on some schools you could think about, and we'll talk about this later."
Dawn started ninth grade at Hemery High School the next Monday. They agreed to allowing her to go to ninth grade as long as she was tutored to catch up. She got new clothes, and after school, Connor showed her around. She made a couple new friends named Jessie and Morgan. They had been best friends since they were seven, but were really welcoming to Dawn. They made some screechy noises when they found out she was living with *the Connor Angel*, but they knew better than to ask too much about why she was coming into school three months late. They pretended not to notice her fading black eye, the still bright bruise on her cheek, or the fear that shone in her eyes every time their science teacher, Mr. Gray or their history teacher, Mr. Wells spoke to her.
On Wednesday, Dawn was incredibly excited, because she knew she would get to see Spike that night. He was meeting her at the hotel and taking her to see Hollywood's latest vampire disaster, Queen of the Damned, and going out to dinner. Dawn raced home with Connor at her heels.
Spike arrived at 6:58. Angel, Cordelia, Wesley, Fred and Gunn had left to fight some evil demon preying on Starbucks employees half an hour before. He entered the hotel to find Connor sitting on the couch reading.
"Are you Spike?" asked Connor, standing up.
"Yeah, that would be me. Who the hell are you?"
"I'm Connor, Angel's son."
"Huh. Well, I guess that makes us cousins or something enit?"
"Uh, why?"
"Well, Darla, your mum, sired Angel, your dad, who sired Drusilla, who sired me and sired Darla, again, and then you were born. I suppose you're like my nephew and my uncle, now that I think about it."
"You're a vampire?"
"Oi, I'm not just a vampire. I'm the big bad! I'm THE vampire. Put the kiddies safe in their beds and lock the doors cuz I'm gonna-"
"So tell me again why you're taking a 15 year old girl to a movie based on an Anne Rice book?"
"You know, I don't like you very much."
"What are you gonna do? Bite me? I dare you." Connor smirked.
Spike thought for a minute. Bugger. I can't bite him. The Great Poof might get a wee bit angry. I would though, really. I'd do it. "Well, I have a prior appointment. This isn't over though. By the way, don't touch the Bit."
"Huh?"
"I'm just saying, if you go near my Nibblet I'll snap your neck like a twig. Got it?"
"Uh, yeah.sure." Connor swallowed.
"Good. Where is she anyway?"
"I'll go get her." Connor walked up the stairs. Connor knocked on her door and she almost knocked the door down when he said Spike was there. She raced down the stairs and hugged him.
"SPIKE!"
"Hey, Nibblet. Shall we?" Spike glanced behind him and smirked at Connor as they walked out the door together.
"So how's school going, bit?"
"It's ok. I made a couple new friends, and Connor's been really nice." I don't really think Spike likes him too much. Maybe now's not the best time to tell him I like Connor.more than a friend. Well, it's not like it matters. I'm just a stupid lowly freshman. A mentally unstable stupid lowly freshman.
"Is he now?" Spike asked. Sodding jackass. I swear to God, if he touches one hair on her head.bloody hell. Spike looked around. Dawn was nowhere to be seen. "DAWN?" he called out. No answer.
Connor awoke with the sun streaming down on his face. He sat up and saw Dawn still in the bed next to him. She was sleeping peacefully. He stood up and quietly snuck out the door. Angel was knocking on the door to his bedroom, frustrated because no one was responding.
Angel jumped when Connor came out the next door. "Connor!"
"Dad!"
"What were you.doing in there?"
"Nothing. Sleeping. OH, nothing."
Angel crossed his arms. "You've known her for less than 24 hours. Please don't tell me you-"
"I didn't. She had a nightmare and I went in there to keep her company." Angel muttered something about excuses. "So what did you want anyway?"
"Well I was wondering if you wanted to talk about colleges."
"Dad, it doesn't make any sense. There are no records of me being in school anywhere before senior year. No transcripts."
"We could say you grew up in a small village in Africa where you didn't go to school. Plus, diversity points, you know what I'm saying." Angel smiled.
Connor thought for a minute. "I guess I could think about it."
"Great. Hey, what about Notre Dame? It's a great school."
"Isn't that in France?"
"Yes, good! I knew you were smart."
"I'm not going to college in France."
"No, it's a different one. Uh, look, I'll get some materials on some schools you could think about, and we'll talk about this later."
Dawn started ninth grade at Hemery High School the next Monday. They agreed to allowing her to go to ninth grade as long as she was tutored to catch up. She got new clothes, and after school, Connor showed her around. She made a couple new friends named Jessie and Morgan. They had been best friends since they were seven, but were really welcoming to Dawn. They made some screechy noises when they found out she was living with *the Connor Angel*, but they knew better than to ask too much about why she was coming into school three months late. They pretended not to notice her fading black eye, the still bright bruise on her cheek, or the fear that shone in her eyes every time their science teacher, Mr. Gray or their history teacher, Mr. Wells spoke to her.
On Wednesday, Dawn was incredibly excited, because she knew she would get to see Spike that night. He was meeting her at the hotel and taking her to see Hollywood's latest vampire disaster, Queen of the Damned, and going out to dinner. Dawn raced home with Connor at her heels.
Spike arrived at 6:58. Angel, Cordelia, Wesley, Fred and Gunn had left to fight some evil demon preying on Starbucks employees half an hour before. He entered the hotel to find Connor sitting on the couch reading.
"Are you Spike?" asked Connor, standing up.
"Yeah, that would be me. Who the hell are you?"
"I'm Connor, Angel's son."
"Huh. Well, I guess that makes us cousins or something enit?"
"Uh, why?"
"Well, Darla, your mum, sired Angel, your dad, who sired Drusilla, who sired me and sired Darla, again, and then you were born. I suppose you're like my nephew and my uncle, now that I think about it."
"You're a vampire?"
"Oi, I'm not just a vampire. I'm the big bad! I'm THE vampire. Put the kiddies safe in their beds and lock the doors cuz I'm gonna-"
"So tell me again why you're taking a 15 year old girl to a movie based on an Anne Rice book?"
"You know, I don't like you very much."
"What are you gonna do? Bite me? I dare you." Connor smirked.
Spike thought for a minute. Bugger. I can't bite him. The Great Poof might get a wee bit angry. I would though, really. I'd do it. "Well, I have a prior appointment. This isn't over though. By the way, don't touch the Bit."
"Huh?"
"I'm just saying, if you go near my Nibblet I'll snap your neck like a twig. Got it?"
"Uh, yeah.sure." Connor swallowed.
"Good. Where is she anyway?"
"I'll go get her." Connor walked up the stairs. Connor knocked on her door and she almost knocked the door down when he said Spike was there. She raced down the stairs and hugged him.
"SPIKE!"
"Hey, Nibblet. Shall we?" Spike glanced behind him and smirked at Connor as they walked out the door together.
"So how's school going, bit?"
"It's ok. I made a couple new friends, and Connor's been really nice." I don't really think Spike likes him too much. Maybe now's not the best time to tell him I like Connor.more than a friend. Well, it's not like it matters. I'm just a stupid lowly freshman. A mentally unstable stupid lowly freshman.
"Is he now?" Spike asked. Sodding jackass. I swear to God, if he touches one hair on her head.bloody hell. Spike looked around. Dawn was nowhere to be seen. "DAWN?" he called out. No answer.