Cordy sat at the main desk of the Hyperon. She flipped thought a few more
files before putting them in the file cabinet. A hot cup of coffee was on
the desk where she was sitting. But she wasn't really in the mood for
coffee, or the idea of staying up any latter.
She spilt the coffee down the sink and went to her room to relax. Her room was up the stairs and too the right of Fred's and Gunn's. Down the hall from Angels and across from Connors. She peeked in Connors room, just to. oh hell she just wanted something that reminded her of him. She opened the door and looked in, nothing, not even a picture on the nightstand. It was like he never existed. The bed remained made, covers pulled back and pillow fluffed. Like no one had ever slept there.
The best thing would be leave, go to her room and stay there. But she couldn't do that. She walked inside and sat at the side of the bed, looking at the doorway. How could he ever live this way, nothing to keep him company? His life must be so empty. She thought of him, living in the unheated "apartment". Stealing for food, doing who knows what for money. And thought everything he still went out each night, killing any demon that dared show up.
Cordelia was in such a deep thought she didn't notice Angel standing in the doorway. It wasn't until he spoke that she noticed him. "He'll be back, when he's ready."
She sat up and looked at him, unshed tears were in her eyes. "I keep getting this feeling like he's in trouble. I don't want to feel like that anymore."
Angel stepped in the room and realized she was in the exact same spot Connor had been when he read the letter from Holtz. He stayed in the same spot and put his hands in his pockets. Shrugging off the tension he leaned against the doorframe. "I know how you feel, but we can't make him come back. He won't stays unless he wants to and he obviously doesn't want to, not here anyway."
Cordy remained on the bed not moving for a few minutes. She just stared at the shirt in her hands. Angel stepped in the room and sat on the bed next to her, "you two were tougher weren't you?"
She looked up startled that he had known. Her eyes were wide and fear vaguely showed. "How did."
He cut her off and put a hand on her shoulder, "Its alright. I saw the way you both acted, after the fight with wolfmen and hart. And I saw you that night."
She looked at the floor, not wanting to meet his eyes for fear of the punishment she thought she deserved. "I didn't mean for any of this."
"I know" She looked up to his caring eyes, showing no signs of anger towards her.
They talked until dusk, about Connor, about them, about their relationship. In the end they both somehow knew it was over, long before it had started.
** Drusilla walked up to the stone slab she had lay Connors body on. He still hadn't woken up and she was beginning to worry she had done wrong. She leaned over him and kisses his cheek.
Her crypt was bare, one she had just taken. Broke open the door and walked in, with his body. It was too old of a place for anyone to still remember. She placed him on the stone casket before going hunting for him to eat when he woke.
The dead body of a young girl, slumped against the wall, was ready for him. Dru had hunted the girl herself, picking the prettiest and playing with her hair to make her prettier for Connor.
She started playing with the dead girls hair again when she heard Connor moving on the stone. Dru stood by the side of the casket, waiting for him to be more awake before leading him to the girl. He stumbled with her towards the corps, slumping against the wall the same way the girl was.
Drusilla lifted the dead girls wrist to him, noticing his face hadn't changed. She put the arm down and pouted at him. "Daddy not hungry? I've brought you a meal and you wont eat?"
Connor looked up, his eyes bright yellow. He didn't have ridges around his eyes but fangs were against his lips drawing blood at points. He pulled the girl into his grasp and bit her neck hard. Blood drained from her veins into his throat, making his newly present hunger leave.
When he had finished, Dru latched on the girl's wrist and had a small snack too. She wiped her mouth and looked at him happy. "I knew you were different, just like my William. You're so much more then the others, you're meant to be." She held out her hand and took his as they went on a hunt tougher.
Authors note: Please excuse the grammar and spelling, I can't get it to work. Ill check it latter and re post in better spelling as soon as possible.
She spilt the coffee down the sink and went to her room to relax. Her room was up the stairs and too the right of Fred's and Gunn's. Down the hall from Angels and across from Connors. She peeked in Connors room, just to. oh hell she just wanted something that reminded her of him. She opened the door and looked in, nothing, not even a picture on the nightstand. It was like he never existed. The bed remained made, covers pulled back and pillow fluffed. Like no one had ever slept there.
The best thing would be leave, go to her room and stay there. But she couldn't do that. She walked inside and sat at the side of the bed, looking at the doorway. How could he ever live this way, nothing to keep him company? His life must be so empty. She thought of him, living in the unheated "apartment". Stealing for food, doing who knows what for money. And thought everything he still went out each night, killing any demon that dared show up.
Cordelia was in such a deep thought she didn't notice Angel standing in the doorway. It wasn't until he spoke that she noticed him. "He'll be back, when he's ready."
She sat up and looked at him, unshed tears were in her eyes. "I keep getting this feeling like he's in trouble. I don't want to feel like that anymore."
Angel stepped in the room and realized she was in the exact same spot Connor had been when he read the letter from Holtz. He stayed in the same spot and put his hands in his pockets. Shrugging off the tension he leaned against the doorframe. "I know how you feel, but we can't make him come back. He won't stays unless he wants to and he obviously doesn't want to, not here anyway."
Cordy remained on the bed not moving for a few minutes. She just stared at the shirt in her hands. Angel stepped in the room and sat on the bed next to her, "you two were tougher weren't you?"
She looked up startled that he had known. Her eyes were wide and fear vaguely showed. "How did."
He cut her off and put a hand on her shoulder, "Its alright. I saw the way you both acted, after the fight with wolfmen and hart. And I saw you that night."
She looked at the floor, not wanting to meet his eyes for fear of the punishment she thought she deserved. "I didn't mean for any of this."
"I know" She looked up to his caring eyes, showing no signs of anger towards her.
They talked until dusk, about Connor, about them, about their relationship. In the end they both somehow knew it was over, long before it had started.
** Drusilla walked up to the stone slab she had lay Connors body on. He still hadn't woken up and she was beginning to worry she had done wrong. She leaned over him and kisses his cheek.
Her crypt was bare, one she had just taken. Broke open the door and walked in, with his body. It was too old of a place for anyone to still remember. She placed him on the stone casket before going hunting for him to eat when he woke.
The dead body of a young girl, slumped against the wall, was ready for him. Dru had hunted the girl herself, picking the prettiest and playing with her hair to make her prettier for Connor.
She started playing with the dead girls hair again when she heard Connor moving on the stone. Dru stood by the side of the casket, waiting for him to be more awake before leading him to the girl. He stumbled with her towards the corps, slumping against the wall the same way the girl was.
Drusilla lifted the dead girls wrist to him, noticing his face hadn't changed. She put the arm down and pouted at him. "Daddy not hungry? I've brought you a meal and you wont eat?"
Connor looked up, his eyes bright yellow. He didn't have ridges around his eyes but fangs were against his lips drawing blood at points. He pulled the girl into his grasp and bit her neck hard. Blood drained from her veins into his throat, making his newly present hunger leave.
When he had finished, Dru latched on the girl's wrist and had a small snack too. She wiped her mouth and looked at him happy. "I knew you were different, just like my William. You're so much more then the others, you're meant to be." She held out her hand and took his as they went on a hunt tougher.
Authors note: Please excuse the grammar and spelling, I can't get it to work. Ill check it latter and re post in better spelling as soon as possible.