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thank you for the reviews people!.. you have some interesting (and rather obvious) suggestions, which of
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it's a pity I don't have anyone to make suggestions ~before~ I post the chapters.. oh well…
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Chapter 8:
Connor crept into the hotel and made his way up to Dawn's room silently.
Even though he knew that his father would be able to sense him if he was awake. No one was up however,
and he made it all the way to the fifth floor without meeting anyone.
He stopped before her door.
What am I doing here? There's no way she'll want to see me…
but she did mention me on the balcony…
even though she was probably just hoping I'd stay away forever
~~~(AN: pathetic boy isn't he?)~~~~~
His trail of thought stopped dead as he listened at the door. "Connor….please….."
She was talking in her sleep, and she'd said *his* name!
That was enough convincing for him and he quietly opened her door.
She had left the bedroom door open, and he could make out her form against the sheets. In a daze he
walked across her living room and towards her.
Her face was clouded and Connor could see the shimmering of her tears in the moonlight.
He felt a tight grip over her heart.
She's crying! My Dawn is crying!
…wait.. my dawn? I wish.
His hand went to his neck, red with the marks of her teeth from just hours before, when she had kissed him,
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icked him…bit him in a fury of lust and clung to his body, pulling him deep into her. He felt a blush creep
over his features, as if he had no right to have these memories of her.
He sighed and reached down, wiping away her tears with his fingertips. She murmured his name and rolled
over.
Connor sat down beside her and stroked her hair. She muttered and fidgeted in her sleep, but Connor
couldn't pick up the words. Suddenly her dreams became much more violent and she started crying quite
hard and reaching out with her arms…towards him.
Connor didn't know what to do, he couldn't wake her, she'd be furious that he was in her room.
So he let her pull him down towards her and into her warm arms.
Dawn let out a little gasp of surprise then wrapped herself around Connor, hugging him tightly.
She stopped crying and Connor could have sworn her eyes flicked open for a second and that she smiled at
him, then she snuggled against him and whispered sleepily into his ear, 'connor.. you're real...'
She settled her head against him, and slept peacefully. Connor kissed her silky hair and then let himself join
her.
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Angel awoke to the sound of Cordy having a shower. He rolled over hoping for a few more minutes, after
all it was only 11am… not dark for hours…then suddenly sat up with a start. "Connor!"
Cordy popped her head out of the bathroom, "what honey?"
Angel jumped to his feet, 'Connor is home!"
Cordy beamed at him, "Oh angel! That's great! .. But before you go and see him, maybe you should find
your pants?" She winked and retreated to the bathroom.
Angel chuckled and grabbed some clothes, tossing them on quickly.
Cordy emerged, make up fully applied, hair blow-dried and perfectly dressed.
"Shall we? I have it in mind to erm.. give him a piece of my mind! Making me worry like that!" Cordy
nodded her head and obviously tried very hard to look authoritarian.
Angel shook his head and focused on Connor in his mind. He wasn't in his room… he was….
Angel's eyes widened, "he's in Dawn's room!"
Cordy raised and eyebrow, "well."
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Angel paused in front of Dawn's bedroom.
Cordy walked up to the door, "You know what I said about awkward teenagers? Well, there are horny ones
too.."
"*Cordy*!"
"I just think you should be prepared, god knows what we'll walk in on..entwined limbs.. sweaty
bodies..eww" She grimaced
Angel listened at the door, "It sounds safe."
Inside they could see that the bedroom door was slightly opened.
Cordy grabbed Angel's hand and took a deep breath, "Ok, let's do this!"
She pulled him across dawn's living room skidding to a halt before her bedroom. She took another deep
breath then reached out with a shoe and pushed the door open with a creak.
Angel was right, there on the bed lay Connor and Dawn, however they didn't seem overly 'horny-teenager'
as Cordelia had feared despite entwined limbs ect.
Dawn was asleep with her head in the crook of Connor's neck against his shoulder with her arms draped
across him. Connor had his arms wrapped around her and his head rested facing down at hers.
Cordy sighed, "Oh thank god! They look all cutesy, not all *shudder* ..all.."
Angel grimaced and tried to block out potential mental images, "yes Cordy, thankyou.. I know what you
mean, let's go."
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