They were all set. Potions ready, and ropes ready, just in case past Angel and Wess decided to do anything. "Okay, here goes," as he downed the potion. Wess followed him. The room grew fuzzy. The next instant he was standing on the street in front of his hotel. At that he ran as fast as his legs could carry him inside the door.
And there was Wess holding a diaper bag, and there was Connor, in his bassinette. "Wess?" Angel asked, wanting to know if it was the right version.
"Yes it's me."
"Oh, Connor," Angel sighed as he leaned down and held his son. It felt like an eternity since the last time he had held him like this. "My boy, thank god. Lorne!" Angel yelled.
From the back the familiar green demon came out. "Yeah Angel, what's going on?"
"Holtz is coming here any minute." Wesley explained, "He wants to steal Connor to punish Angel. A demon named Saijong brought him here to kill Angel, because there was a prophecy that said that Connor was going to kill him, so he went back in time and changed it to say, 'the father will kill the son,' Wolfrum and Hart are in on it, they spiked Angel's blood with Connor's."
Just then Fred and Gunn walked in, "We've got food!" Fred announced.
Angel gave his infant son one last kiss than, "Fred, take Connor, and barricade yourselves into your room."
"What? Why?"
"Holtz is on his way, and he's bringing an army of Vampire haters."
"Oh, okay, I won't let you down Angel."
Angel went to he weapons cabinet. "Don't hesitate to kill them, because they won't. The three of us are the only ones that stand between them and Connor and Fred. No one gets past the lobby. No One."
"Gotcha," Gunn responded. He did that boxer dance thing that he always did to psyce himself up before fighting. "No one is going to take your son Angel, I promise you that."
At Gunn's words, Wess and Angel looked at each other knowing what would have happened if they hadn't changed things. The hell that Angel went through to get his son back, and when he did, it wasn't really his son. He had been raised by Holtz in that Hell dimension that Holtz had escaped to.
Like clockwork, Holtz and his marry band of men (and women) walked through the door. Weapons primed, Angel watched as things had gone just as they had before. Only this time Wess was by his side. And hopefully he would return to his time, to Buffy, and find his son there, two years old like he should be.
And then the fight began. Wess fired the crossbow in his hand taking out one of the large men closes to him, than took out his broad sword. Angel did the same. Like a ballet, the three men who were all the family that each other had danced around their opponents, cutting them down one by one until finally Angel cut down the last of them as Holtz started to flee.
"Oh, no you don't." Angel said as he ran after the madman who was trying to take everything away from him. Angel leaped and fell on top of Holtz. "You were going to steal my son, you son of a bitch!"
"At least when I will take your child, I will care for him as my own. When you slaughtered my family, you took pleasure in their cries." Holtz said as he pushed Angel off of him. "You and that bitch Darla took everything from me, and now you will pay with everything you have."
Wesley and Gunn ran behind him, and Wesley tried to reason with him, "Angel is not the Vampire you knew back then. That was Angelus. They were two different people entirely. Angelus was a soulless monster, merciless, and uncaring. The man that you see before you has a soul, and the memories of everything he did as a Vampire will haunt him for the rest of his days. What you are about to do will not just punish Angel, but his son as well. The demon you made a deal with will not rest until Connor is dead, not Angel. The original prophecy said that Connor would kill him, so he rewrote it to say that 'the father will kill the son'.
"How do you know this?"
"We heard it from the demon himself," Angel Explained, "You fought for years on the side of good. Are you going to change sides just to get to me. We are on the same side now."
"No words can bring back my wife and children, nothing you can do will change the fact that you killed my wife and my son and turned my daughter, my beautiful daughter, into a demon. Nothing." But knowing that he was beat, Holtz backed off.
They were all sitting around eating, except for Angel. Back as a vampire temporarily, he only drank blood, and the blood in the fridge was out of the question. It had Connor's blood in it. Angel wouldn't even hold his son for a little while just to be sure. Gunn was rocking him as he fed him a bottle and eating the food himself. Tacos.
"So this demon, Saijong, he brought Holtz here over 200 years in the future to kill you, but he really wants Connor dead?" Fred asked.
"Yes, there was a Profocy that said that Connor was going to kill him. He's a time traveler demon, so he went back to when it was written, and changed it to say, 'the father will kill the son.' I would have believed it, if I hadn't known Angel as well as I do." Wesley explained. Angel knew that this was a weak explanation, but they were afraid if they told them about the whole time-travel part of the story, they would risk changing too much of history.
"How do we stop this Saijong?" Fred asked.
"We have to find a jar that will contain his spirit. Holtz has one in his laire. All we have to do is open the jar in the same room of Saijong, he gets sucked into it, and no more demon."
"Okay," Wesley started, "Gunn, you and I will go get this jar. I know what it looks like, but I may need some help getting in and out with it."
"I'm your man."
"Angel, you and Fred wait here. I have a ceremony that will call the demon two us, where we will suck the demon into its bottle."
Fred and Wesley stalked their way into Holtz lair. "How did you know that it was here?" Gunn asked.
"I followed that women who came to us yesterday. I figured out that she worked for Holtz," Wesley explained as he opened up a door down the hall, "Ah, here it is, now lets get going."
Gunn and Wesley turned to find the red head and Holtz blocking their exit route. "Well, well, who do we have here. You know that this is breaking and entering, don't you. I've only been here 6 months, and I know that."
At that Gunn stepped forward, as they couldn't risk anything happening to the jar, "I'd kill you myself, but I promised Angel that I would save him the pleasure." At that he punched Holtz in the jaw. "However I didn't say that I wouldn't create a few bruises and broken bones, I just said that I wouldn't kill you. I will give you a warning. If you go anywhere near that kid, that will be the last thing you do." At that Gunn and Wesley ran by them and out the exit.
"Great you got it. Now, you don't have to worry about the demon. He can't hurt you. But he can run. So as soon as you see him, open the Jar. It should suck him right up like a vacuum cleaner." The all sat around a circle. As they were all ready, Wesley started reading from a book. The wind picked up in the lobby, and lightning flashed as the groteske faced demon appeared. "Now!"
Fred opened the jar. Saijung barely could let out a scream as he was sucked into the jar like a genie. "It's over."
Angel sighed, "No, it won't ever be truly over. But that's one more enemy down. Wess looks like we're done here, ready?"
Wess nodded as the others looked confused. Angel took his son from Gunn and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Wess and Angel said in unison, "Redi meum iam."