Daddy Dearest

Chapter 2 "Joke of the Subconcious"

Disclaimer: I Own Completely Nothing... Everything Belongs To Joss Whedon and The Other Creators/ Producers/ Distributors Of "Angel".

A/N: Connor is 17 and Angel just threw him out for sending him to the bottom of the ocean. Circumstances beyond their control will bring them together.

A/N 2: This was originally written before Christmas that's why it is set this way. Sorry if it is a little late to post it... LOL. Hope you enjoy anyways, and just clarifying this is NON SLASH (because I don't do that... yuck!). Thank you for all the people that has read this, and to the sweet review that I got, and as I said the first 4 chapters are done that's why they'll all be up this week I guess.

Spoilers: None really (I guess you all already saw Deep down and stuff) . See previous chapter for more info.

Rating: NC17 (Just to be safe!)

Warnings: Language (swearing) / Spanking / Angst

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"Connor!" A voice yelled.

But there was no response, so the voice called again, "Connor! Come on we are going to be late!".

"I'm coming, I'm coming, there is no need to yell" Connor answered a bit annoyed.

And suddenly the teenager appeared coming downstairs, dressed with baggy pants and a trashy t-shirt to meet his father in the living room.

"What do you think you are wearing?" Angel asked glaring with displeasure at his son's clothes.

"It's the latest fashion, dad"

"The latest fashion? For junkies you mean?"

"Well I like it"

"Too bad, because you are not going anywhere dressed like that"

"You think so?" Connor answered challengingly.

"No, I know so, go change your clothes right away, we are already late" Angel said sternly.

"I don't want to change, I like these clothes!" Connor replied angrily.

"I'm sorry, I don't remember asking you if you wanted to change or if you liked the clothes for that matter, I said you are changing, because there is no way you are going out like that" Angel said trying hard to calm himself down.

"Well then I'm not going!"

"Oh, you are going"

"Fuck you!" Connor said trying to get upstairs again; partly regretting what he just said because he knew his father wouldn't have any of it.

But that had been enough for Angel, and in less than a second Angel grabbed the back of Connor's t-shirt as he was making his way upstairs.

And before Connor could know what hit him, Angel was on the couch with his son over his lap. Before Angel could even start talking Connor spoke.

"Dad, can we please discuss this in a civilized way?" his voice was breaking obviously because he was scared.

"In a 'civilized way'? I'm beginning to think that the word civilized is not in your dictionary, and besides you know I won't put up with that bratty attitude of yours" With that Angel brought his hand down hard on the teen's butt. He soon fell on a steady rhythm, spanking one butt cheek and then the other, hard and fast.

Connor was yelping with every swat, and wanted this to be over.

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

"Please dad, owww, it hurts, oww"

"Well seems that you're catching up" Angel kept spanking the now very heated bottom in front of him.

"Yeah I am, I get it, now can you please sto…owww" his statement was interrupted by a particularly hard swat to his 'sit spot'.

"I'll stop when I think you've learned your lesson" Angel said, not wanting to be hard on the boy, but also wanting the impression to stick.

"I've learned my lesson I swear!" Connor replied almost getting out of breath.

"I'll be the one to decide that" Angel said not giving in.

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

He continued spanking the boy for another full minute and then after a couple of swats he put the spanking to an end.

Connor was softly crying and sobbing by now, and he didn't even notice the punishment had ended.

"It's okay, calm down, shh… it's over" Angel whispered in Connor's ear.

"I'm s-sorry da-ad" Connor mumbled as best as he could, getting off his father's lap.

"It's okay, everything is forgiven now, but I still want to talk about your attitude and that mouth of yours" Angel said "But that can wait until later tonight, since we are now really very late, go change as fast as you can, and I don't want to see those clothes ever again, understood?"

"Yeah, understood" Connor said climbing to the stairs jumping two steps at a time.

Connor came downstairs again dressed in a more appropriate way, and headed to where his father was.

"Come on kid, the guys are just going to kill us for being late" Angel said desperately.

"Well that could have been avoided if we had discussed this in a more civilized way" Connor said rubbing his butt, but finding that far from comforting, it only made it sting more.

"Maybe, but perhaps it could have been avoided if you'd done what you were told to, and if you'd watched your mouth" Angel pointed out, then quickly grabbed the keys and went to the car with Connor.

They goy into the car and Connor tried as hard as he could to not let the sting on his butt consume all his thoughts because frankly he was having a hard time sitting at all. Angel drove all the way to a big and colorful apartment building, and then went into the one with number 304. When they came inside they found Fred, Gunn, Wesley, Lorne and Cordelia already there. It was Fred and Gunn's place, a little small but cozy and nicely decorated suburban apartment in L.A.

"Hi guys, we were almost thinking you wouldn't come" Fred welcomed them, dressed in a beautiful long brown dress and wearing an apron.

"Yep, what took you this long?" Gunn asked.

"Well, Connor and I got into a bit of a discussion, and then the traffic it's just awful this time of the year" Angel replied.

"Yeah it can be crappy some times" Gunn nodded.

"Well now that you are here, I guess us ones that did come here on time can finally eat something" Cordelia commented a bit annoyed.

"Oh, sure, dinner is ready, I'll bring it, Gunn can you help me?" Fred said going into the kitchen.

"Sure hon" Gunn said standing up to join her.

"What are we having?" Connor asked anxiously.

"Turkey, it's like hello, no fat and great flavor, so no remorse about eating like crazy, what else can you ask to eat on Christmas" Cordelia answered him, commenting a bit to much, like usual.

"The same old Cordy, always worried about her figure" Angel remarked laughing a little.

"A woman must take care of herself; you think these looks come from no sacrifice, no way!" Cordy replied, as in not caring that Angel was laughing.

"Okay here it is, I hope it's not too dry" Fred said bringing the turkey to the table.

"I'm sure it's perfect Fred, thanks for cooking by the way" Wesley said nicely.

"So… let's dig in" Gunn almost ordered looking impatient.

"Oh it is really tasty cupcake… congratulate the chef for me" Lorne added once he started eating.

"Thanks Lorne" Fred answered a little blushed.

Everybody was eating, and happily chatting while doing it. Angel was telling them how Connor had made the soccer team this year and how good he was at it, and then his son added that he might keep doing it once he went to UCLA. Cordelia was talking all about his recent trip to Milan and how she got herself into a fashion show, and bought some exclusive design clothes for her. Fred and Gunn were telling everybody how fascinating their new jobs were, and that they were thinking about getting married some time soon. Wesley was commenting them about a new exploration that he was going to be doing in Egypt, where they had found some amazing ruins that could have belonged to an unknown civilization. Lorne also talked about how he was going to be doing some shows at a hotel in Las Vegas and that he had completely sold out the tickets for his New Year performance.

Everything seemed so right. Happy, peaceful, perfect.

But then a voice was heard.

"Come on kid, they came to bail you out!" the voice said "Come on, before they change their minds about letting you out"

And then Connor woke up. But wait, where was he? He analyzed his surroundings and saw the cold cell that he'd been put when he was arrested. And it was then when he realized it had all been a dream, a very beautiful dream and yet a cruel joke of his subconscious. He had had these kinds of dreams before, even more often in the past weeks, but this was so vivid, so real, he couldn't believe he actually though it was true. Why was he having this dreams? Why him? Why dreaming about a happy life he would never have? Connor didn't want to move, he felt so alone and scared, but it was then that an officer came again, this time setting him free and saying.

"Your father is here, he came to take you home"

And it was then, with those words, that Connor could actually begin to feel some peace again.

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Final A/N: It will get better promise the next chapter will come with a surprise... This was just the dream... reality will come in chapter 3 :) Review please... hint hint...