"You want me to follow someone?" Connor wasn't sure he had heard Cordelia right. It seemed like such an odd request to him. Nevertheless she nodded and handed him the photo Angel had given her of Buffy.
"She's an old friend of mine. I want you to make sure she's safe. She's in L.A. hunting a demon and..."
"I know," Connor interrupted glancing more seriously at the photo. "I've already met her. And her sister."
"You....you did?" Cordelia was genuinely surprised. Connor nodded.
"Yea. She didn't mention you though." His eyes hardened slightly and he stared at her even more intently. "Funny thing....her sister...Dawn, mentioned my father. They certainly seem to know who he is."
"Connor..."
"No," Connor interrupted. He thrust the photo back into Cordelia's hands. "This isn't for you is it? It's for him. He asked you to get me to follow them. Who is she to him Cordelia?"
"Buffy? She's..."
"Don't lie to me either. I can tell she's important, otherwise he wouldn't have risked getting you to ask me."
Cordelia sighed, realizing there was no getting around Connor's questions.
"She was...involved with your father a few years ago. She's here after something pretty tough. Angel just wanted to make sure she didn't get hurt."
"He really cared about her huh?" Connor's tone was one of casual interest that worried Cordelia slightly. Had she made a mistake in telling Connor she was worth something to his father?
"Yea, he did. They were very close."
"Why did he leave?" Connor wondered. "What went wrong?"
"I can't really explain that to you Connor." Cordelia told him. "It's not my place. I'm sorry that I even asked this of you. It was wrong of me." She turned to go, when he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. His eyes were resolved and his mouth set.
"It's OK. I'll follow her....keep them safe."
"You will?" Cordelia was clearly shocked at Connor's sudden willingness to help his father. He nodded.
"I'm not doing it for him though." He turned away momentarily, then added, "or you."