A.N. It's a first fic, so please review constructively, I could use the advice. Not uber original plot/thought line but Connor is my strength. Just glad to finally have something up here. And yes, it's unbeta'd so slaughter with the grammar if u must.
Disclaimer: Joss owns all, as much as I'd like to claim Connor for myself ;)
DEFINE REALITY
One was dream, one reality.. Or at least that's what he kept trying to tell himself. Funny how easily the two planes crossed, twisted around each other until at times it would be impossible to tell which was which. Connor thought he had made his decision, but his mind, his sub conscience could not be controlled so easily, had other plans. The past could not be wrapped up and stored away once it was known, not for Connor, not with this past at least.
When the old memories returned, there also came that need to understand.. who, what he was. Those unanswered questions that has always plagued his thoughts before, now crept back in defiantly and thus could not be ignored. Then there was the part of him that was grateful for the returned memories, returned powers, instincts. They felt like a part of himself that had been missing and he hadn't even known it, couldn't know. Sure his strength had never really left, but without the knowledge of it, of his true power from what he was, how he was raised.. their presence had remained hidden, unawares. Now he felt the pull of old habits, the need to hunt again. Without thinking he found himself always carrying a stake on hand. Some nights when boredom set in, he'd sneak out his own bedroom window, walk the streets maybe just to get some air. That's what he told himself at least. But it would happen more and more often.. more dusted, and the need grew, the warrior was too ingrained in that old psyche and could not be tossed aside for the norm. Then one day, he finds himself standing at the door of a new office. A need for the old life grew too strong, and there's a temp position open. He wonders what their reactions will be, if there are new ones.. find the answer soon enough. It's time to let the planes merge, define his own reality. Opens the door, pass through, and accepts whatever is to come.