Connor stood suddenly and started to pace. "Okay, so, I heard Fred and Gunn talking once, and they said Darla came back because of Wolfram and Hart." Caitlin scowled. "I'm not doing research." Impatiently, Connor held up his hand. "Shut up and let me finish. The witch – what's her name?" "Willow." "Okay, she put Angel's soul back when we were fighting...I hate when I can't remember!" He thought a minute. "The Beast. So, she put his soul back when Buffy killed him, right?" "I guess. That wasn't really covered in 'Major Vampire Players of the 20th Century.'" He froze. "Are you serious?" She laughed. "No, of course not. Kennedy isn't up to textbooks yet." She sobered. "I guess she won't ever be. Connor, sit down. You're making my headache worse." He sat but his he could hold still. "That's two of the somehows. What's left that we don't know?" "How Angel got back from Hell. How a vampire got pregnant. How Spike came back. And - what did Drusilla say about why she's here? A little ant told her? What does that mean?" "Wait – I need to write this down." He went into the office and grabbed a notebook from the desk and started scribbling. "We've got one more somehow. It's, um, Cordelia." "Cordelia who died?" "Yeah. She disappeared for a while, and when she came back, she was different. We didn't know it, but she was under the control of something." "Where'd she go, and how'd she get back?" "That's the somehow. I'll have to ask my dad if there's anything else he can remember that doesn't add up, or if he has explanations for any of these things." "Cool. I'm curious. But, Connor, why?" "Why what?" "Why do we care?" she said, not getting why he was so excited. "Because - look, the biggest somehow that we have is why did an evil law firm want a vampire with a soul, a good guy, to run their company? That's the question we have to answer to figure out what they are going to do next. What was their plan, how far did they go to make it happen, and how far are they still willing to go?" "Yeah, but if any of this was important, why wouldn't Angel, or that guy Wesley, or anyone else have figured it out?" "I told you before, Wesley didn't remember anything about me. And maybe Angel was too close to it. Before they get back, you should call Giles. Ask him to look in to how I was born, and ask him if they ever figured out why Angel came back form Hell. We've got to be ready when the old guy gets here, so he can't duck out of any questions." His face hardened, and now more than ever Caitlin could see his resemblance to his father. "No more secrets." He said tightly.