Thank you, to all the lovely people who reviewed red lighting, Enchanted-Willow, and Elf E. Green. I love you all!
Disclaimer- I do not own Buffy but that is second on my list right below world domination.
Timeline— this is kinda a weird messed up timeline. IN Angel it's after shells and in Buffy its after Buffy finds out dawn is the key. Everything else is the same except Dawn is present age. Connor visits Angel regularly.
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Hold onto16 as long as you can, changes come around real soon make us women and men.
-John Cougar Mellencamp
"Angel! We need to talk!" Wesley shouted after Angel.
"Slow down. What is it Wes?" Angel asked.
"A prophecy. About Connor,"
Angel sighed, "Another one?"
"It says he will mate, this is where it gets fuzzy, he will mate with someone 'not of this plane', someone who is disguised. They will have a child who will save the world when no other can. It's going to happen soon,"
"Dammit!" Angel roared then sprinted out of his office, leaving a very bewildered Wesley behind.
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Angel burst into Dawn's room to find a pair of very naked, kissing teenagers. It took the two a couple of seconds to realize he was even there. When they did, Dawn turned the deepest color crimson.
"Dad, I can explain," Connor started.
"What are you going to tell Buffy?" Dawn asked as they started making up excuses.
"Our clothes,"
"Very wet,"
"Accidentally,"
"Wasn't our fault,"
"Then we started running,"
"Running? Oh yeah! Running,"
"Very scary,"
"Was gonna tell you,"
"Meeting,"
Angel was pacing the whole time then he finally shouted, "SHUT UP!"
Angel never got this mad, this was bad. Very bad.
Personally, Connor thought dad would be proud he had a girlfriend younger than thirty.
"Get dressed," Angel told them. Wrapping a sheet around the two of them, they went into the bathroom.
"I've never soon him this mad before," Dawn whispered, putting on a clean shirt.
"Me either, well maybe that time I tried to kill him," Dawn gave him a horrified look, "Long story, don't ask,"
Fully clothed they stepped back into the bedroom.
"Follow me," Angel told them. Without question, they both did. They went downstairs and stopped at Harmony's desk.
"Tell Wes to meet me in the lab. Now," Angel instructed.
"Ok boss. Oh, hi Dawn!"
"She WORKS for you? She tried to kill me!"
"What?" Angel and Connor asked at the same time.
"That was before I was reformed. Now me and Dawn are friends. Right Dawnie?"
"Don't call me Dawnie," Dawn told her, glaring fiercely.
"Ok, geesh,"
Angel looked at the two then continued walking.
"She tried to kill you?" Connor asked Dawn.
"Yeah when I was like, twelve," She whispered back, " Buffy had to come save me,"
"So, you were only…. Three months?"
"Yeah,"
"Weird,"
"You're telling me, right now I'm only four and a half years old,"
"That must get confusing on your birthday,"
"Not really,"
They reached the lab, Wesley was already there, along with Illyria.
"Who's that?" Dawn asked.
"Illyria, an Ancient,"
"Wow,"
Illyria walked over to Dawn, "Finally, I meet someone who has been around as long as I,"
"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm only seventeen,"
"No you are much more,"
"Not really,"
Illyria looked at Dawn's stomach, "It has begun," She said, then left.
Dawn looked at Angel, she was hurt, "Can you ask people to stop doing that?"
"Yeah, you need to let Wesley do some tests on you,"
"No," She told him simply.
Angel sighed, teenagers, "You have to,"
"Oh yeah?" Dawn asked before bolting out of the room. Connor quickly took off after her, giving Angel and Wesley a glare.
"I told you this wouldn't be easy," Wesley told Angel.
"I know," Angel said tiredly.
Connor found Dawn in an empty room, crying. Connor went over to her, letting her cry on him.
"It's ok. Shh,"
After a while Dawn quieted down, "I know I'm not real. I just don't like being reminded all the time,"
"Hey," Connor said, lifting her chin up, "You are real. No matter what anyone says,"
They stayed there for a long time, Dawn fell asleep. Connor picked her up and carried her to his room.