Shelter
Disclaimer: Aragorn is the reason this is a thing. Takes place after Angel kicks Connor out of the Hotel.
Summary: After being kicked out of the Hyperion, Connor finds Shelter.
After he'd been kicked out of the Hyperion by Angel, Connor wondered the streets for several weeks and living off of whatever he could find to eat or drink. Sleeping wherever he could when he needed the rest and while Quor'toth had been significantly more difficult to live in, the young Hybrid found life on the streets to be more difficult than he liked. Something he felt made him weak and had the thinking that living in the Hyperion and living like the others had made him soft. And clearly, some thought he was soft and weak as otherwise they wouldn't have tried to come after him for whatever reason. But he had shown them how wrong they were to think he was an easy target. However, some kids his age would end up reaching out to him, telling him of a place that took in kids like him when they needed a place to stay. At first, he was reluctant but the hunger in his stomach had chosen to speak for him and he was brought to the place they told him of. A place known as the East Hills Teen Center, a place ran by a woman named Anne. "You've got shelter and support here for as long as you need it, Connor. But as long as you are here, you stay out of trouble or at least don't bring it here. Understood?" She asked of him in a firm manner.
"I understand." He told her softly.
Anne studied him for a moment before nodding in approval. "Great, now lets get you a cot and some clothes you can change into."
"And food?" Came his uncertain question as his stomach growled loudly.
Gaining him a sad smile from her. "Of course!"
Her answer made the young Hybrid greatly relieved and Connor resolved to somehow pay back this woman who was willing enough to help out the likes of him. But first, a shower and food. As he seriously needed both.
Author's Notes: Short but it works.