WHAT!!!

BY jezebel

Disclaimer: See first chapter

Reviews: Wouldn't hurt you to review would it?

A/N: Sorry for the wait.

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Chapter Fifteen: Fatherly Talks and a Bloody Ghost

Los Angeles

The Hyperion Hotel

          As soon as Connor got home, he was plagued by questions from everyone in the hotel. He even had to resort to locking himself in his room. All he could think about was Dawn. A loud pounding got his attention. He peered through the peep hole, it was Angel. He opened the door and Angel stepped through.

          There was an awkward silence until Angel started to speak. "So, how was school?"

          "It was okay."

          Angel put his hands in his pockets and shifted his weight nervously. "Meet anybody? Any new friends?"

          Conner smiled. "Yeah, a girl."

          Angel's eyes went wide. "Oh! So what's her name? What's she like? Is she human?"

          Conner started to laugh. "Her name is Dawn. She's really cool. And yes, she's human."  Conner had decided he wanted to keep her to himself for a while. He really didn't want to share her.

          Angel sighed. "Okay, I'll be downstairs working on a case with Spike. Do your homework." He started to walk away, and then turned around. "That was fatherly enough, right?"

          Conner smiled. "Yeah, dad, it was."

          Angel left with a smile and Conner started on his homework.

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          Angel went downstairs. They had been looking for Dawn all day. Buffy had forgotten to mention where Dawn was staying and he didn't' want to call and upset her. So Spike had been playing detective.

          He found the younger vampire on the phone with a big smile on his face. He hung up and looked at Angel. "We got her. She's staying at a place called the Pearson Arms, apartment 212." Angel got paler, if possible, and sat down. Spike looked at him. "Well, I thought that this would be cause for celebration. What's with the long face, not that I'm concerned or anything."

          Angel laughed, then sighed. "She'd living in Cordelia's old apartment."

          Spike cocked an eyebrow. "You mean the cheerleader. What happened to her anyway?" Angel shot him a look, but this time Spike just laughed. "Well then, I'll find out sooner or later. Okay, now point me in the right direction and I'll be off." He stood up.

          Angel looked up at him. "You're going to let her see you? What if she tells Buffy?"

          Spike looked like at Angel like he was growing another head. "No, I trust the nibblet. I know she won't tell Buffy if I tell her not to. So, let's go."

          Angel looked amused. "In the day?"

          Spike glared. "Well, yeah. We can take the sewers. She might be in danger."

          Angel shook his head. "She'll be fine, she had Dennis."

          Spike nodded. "Fine, she has Dennis. Wait a minute, who's Dennis?" Spike's temper flared.

          Angel started to chuckle. "Dennis is a ghost that resides in that apartment. The only thing Dawn's in danger of is not getting her choice of what to watch on TV."

          Spike's eyes went wide. "A Ghost. You think she'll be safe with a Bloody ghost." With that he took off to the sewers.

 Angel shook his head in amusement. His childe was crazy, but he decided to let him be. Dawn couldn't be in any danger. Could she? He jumped up and took off running after Spike.

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A/N: Okay, another chapter done. I realized I made a mistake. In chapter 8 I said that Dawn lived in apartment 210, I meant 212. Sorry. Anyhoo. Hoped it was up to par. Hey, it's three am. Gotta go! jezebel