"But that's not possible, in every sense of the word"
"We live in a world where we fight vampires and demons and are expected to spend entire hours doing homework and the fact that Angel is my dad is what's not possible?" Connor asked with a hint of attitude
"I really don't like you"
"The feelings more than mutual" Her glare on him seemed to intensify and he smiled happy that he could annoy her.
"Vampires can't have children, it comes with that whole being the undead thing, and it's been researched, thoroughly, trust me, I still have the paper cuts"
"And yet here I am" Connor replied waving his arm as if to emphasize his presence
"Prove it" She crossed her arms "In my experience saying something doesn't exactly make it true and I find it hard to believe that Angel would have a kid, without letting Buffy know"
"The blonde slayer, I've heard about her, she complicates things"
"That's my Buffy, excuse me" She pulled her phone from her pocket and Connor snatched it from her throwing it neatly in the pond "Hey!"
"You can't tell her"
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't besides the fact it would cost way too much to call Italy from a pay phone" Connor stared at the ground
"I can't give you a reason and I can't tell you why, I don't trust you"
"You're the one stalking and harassing me and I can't be trusted? Ok, freak" She turned to leave her head spinning with the overload of information coming in when she felt him place his hand on her arm, she ignored the chill she felt
"Dawn, please don't" His eyes were softened and she felt a pang,
"Fine, but I am talking to Angel"
"Deal" Dawn chewed on her lip and cleared her throat, Connor remained silent
"Well are you going to take me to see him or what? It's not like I can use my phone or anything!" She snapped her patience long since gone
"Right let's go"
"Gunn if you keep moving you'll pop the stitches and I'm not taking you to the hospital again" Angel told off his friend who was wincing in pain
"Yeah, yeah I heard you the first ten times boss" He looked over Angel's shoulder to where Spike and Illyria sat playing some video game, Illyria shrieking each time she killed someone. The apartment was small, cramped and smelled distinctly of the undead. Angel was set up at the small kitchen table with a few old books rescued from Wesley's apartment. His brow was furrowed in concentration as he scribbled notes, nobody moved as the door to the small apartment emitted a loud knocking sound. Which didn't stop increasing in speed and volume, the door was actually shaking from the force, Angel kicked back his chair and threw the door open ready to growl at whoever it was. There stood Connor and a pissed off eighteen year old girl.
"Dawnie" His greeting was lackluster but then again it was Angel
"Give me one good reason I shouldn't call Buffy and have her stake your ass"
"Because I like being undead, how's things little bit?" Her gaze shifted to where the English accented voice came from, her eyes immediately attracted to platinum hair
"Spike? Now that is impossible, you got all burned up in the hellmouth. Thank god"
Gunn watched the scene with amusement and curiosity, the girl was angry and kept moving her arms around a lot, with each movement Angel was cautiously inching further away from her. He was afraid of the girl.
"I was worried about you, and Connor was right there on campus I didn't think you would mind"
"Bull, you knew I would mind and want to kick your ass that's why you didn't tell me" She yelled, she peered into the rest of the room "Hi" She flipped her hair back over her shoulder, "Well?", Spike walked over to the small group
"So little bit, your sister still shacked up with the Immortal?" He smirked
"You, waking up on fire" Dawn held her hand in front of his face discouraging him from adding anything else into the conversation. "Angel, speak"
"I'm sorry Dawnie, I just wanted to make sure you were looked after"
"You couldn't have hired someone with people skills; I mean I know they say certain stuff is genetic but the broodiness? The inability to carry a conversation? It's freaky"
"Dawn-"
"And when did you have a son? How did you have a son, as far as I know and since I'm watcher junior I would know; that's impossible, not even by magic. Or any of the different demonic and human laws of physics." She took a breath to steel herself "Ok sitting down, breathing, you explaining" Angel winced knowing he would have to tell her everything "Wait, does Buffy know?" He nodded "And she didn't tell me?" Her eyes fired up yet again "Oh I'm going to kill her". Angel reached for her hand and she calmed instantly. He lowered his voice and whispered into Dawn's ear, there were lots of nodding and at several points hitting him repeatedly.
"But why didn't Buffy tell me?"
"Timing, it was right before everything with Willow and then the First happened and we had certain issues here to deal with, then the crater and you guys were in Rome, Buffy is supposed to be baking, she didn't tell you?" Dawn felt a small smile dance on her lips and she shook her head at Angel
"I forgot that you rambled when you're nervous, please call off the stalker"
"I'm not a stalker" Connor added speaking for the first time.
"Connor, you don't have to check in on Dawnie anymore" She smiled happily
"Thank you, now that all that is out of the way" She leant forward and gave Angel a hug which he returned without a trace of awkwardness. Gun cleared his throat
"So this is slayer junior? Where does she go on the chart?"
Thanks for sticking in with me guys…in case you don't get the chart thing way back in season 3 when Darla showed up pregnant Fred asked who she was, the dead one, the one that came back and then died again etc. Fred asked if there was a chart and Gunn told her he would get it for her later and now that I've explained it, it's probably not funny but alas I find it funny in my mind…oh yeah and review please!