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Chapter 7

Wesley turned another page in the book he was looking through. The hotel lobby was uncommonly quiet as everyone was busy researching. Fred sat at her computer and the click of keys as she typed broke the silence. Gunn was stretched out on the couches in the corner, flipping through pages. Lorne was on the couch next to him slowly turning pages in the same book he'd been reading for the last hour. Angel was on the stairs away from the group. And Darla and Connor sat in the middle of the lobby, quietly talking to one another. Everyone was tired and their research had turned up surprisingly little.

"What's your favorite color?" Connor smiled at the question. "What?"

"No one ever asked me that before." Connor replied.

Darla smiled gently at her son. His life was very different from what it should have been. "Well I'm asking."

"Blue. What's yours?" Connor shifted to look at his mother.

"I like blue too." Connor smiled happily.

"What do you like to do?" Darla asked him another question. Getting Connor to have a conversation was hard work. She was beginning to see why Angel and Connor's relationship was so strained. They were too much alike.

"Kill things." He replied without hesitation.

"Huh. Well, anything besides that?" Darla once again wished her son could have grown up as a normal child. The way he should have.

"I don't know. I train a lot."

"Well, we will have to broaden your interests after this is over. Maybe go to the movies. Or something." Darla was drawing a blank on things to do. She hadn't been part of the world in a long time and even before that she had been dead…an evil.

"I like movies." Connor said.

"You do?"

"Yeah. I've only been to one, but it was fun."

"Well, I haven't seen any movies in a long time. Maybe we could all go." Connor shifted uncomfortably.

"Like who?"

"Your dad." Darla watched the emotions flash across his face.

Connor's immediate reaction was to say no. But a part of him wanted to say yes. He looked at his mother as he fought a battle with himself. And then he saw the hope in her eyes. "Maybe."

Darla smiled, not wanting to push yet. "Yeah, we have to pick a movie first anyway. Your dad is actually very picky."

Connor smiled and relaxed at her words.

"Guys!" Fred's voice rang across the lobby. "I think I found something."

Everyone was out of their seats and crowded around Fred and her computer as soon as she finished speaking.

"It's an address." Wesley always did like to state the obvious.

"The Svea Priestesses. And they're in Pacoima. What are the odds."

"Let's get going." Angel, Darla, Connor, Wesley, and Gunn all headed out leaving Fred, Lorne and Cordelia to hold down the fort.

The group of five crowded onto the porch as Gunn rang the doorbell. There was no answer. Everyone looked at each other. Gunn rang the doorbell again. As he was preparing to ring the bell a third time the door swung open.

"Hi. Can I help you?" A pretty blond woman stood in front of them.

"Mommy, can I have some milk?" A voice called from another room.

"In just a minute, honey." The blond woman called back to her son before turned again to the five people in front of her. "So, what can I help you all with?"

"We're sorry for just showing up like this, but we are in need of your immediate help." Wesley answered.

"Okay." The woman continued to look at them. "With what?"

"With a demon we call the beast. He is the one responsible for the recent rain of fire and endless midnight." Gunn replied.

The woman smiled then and opened the door wider. "Please come in."

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