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"Happier times," Cordelia said, picking up the photograph of her, Angel and Wesley
Wesley slowly drank his glass of scotch, keeping an eye on Ashleigh, who sucked on her hand, while Cordelia was before the mantle, staring at the photographs
"I can't believe how much has changed. Look at how far we've come," she said, "I was the nastiest bitch in Sunnydale. Now I'm a mother of two children, whose father is a vampire with a soul. And you're no longer the bumbling Watcher"
"It is interesting where the paths in life have taken us," Wesley said, "However, some of those paths we've chosen haven't completely turned out for the better"
He gave Cordelia a wry smile, before finishing off his scotch
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Angel, Connor, Fred and Gunn arrived back at the hotel, the vampire wearing a large grin as he removed his coat and threw it onto the couch
"Cordy? Cordelia, are you home?" he called
"She's still not here," Lorne replied
"Lorne, wha – why is there a suitcase with you?" Angel asked
Lorne sighed and glanced at Connor briefly, before heading into the office. Angel followed after him and closed the door
"I'm leaving, Angelcakes. I've got a calling somewhere else"
"Is this about Connor?"
"Okay, so yeah, it's partially because of the kid. Here, let me give you this"
He handed Angel an album, as Angel smirked at it
"Songs of Love, Lorne. Lovelorn, I get it"
"I sense everything is good between you and Connor," Lorne said, "So let me tell you this: now is the perfect chance for you and Cordelia"
"You mean the proposal?"
"Of course I mean the proposal. What else would I be talking about? Anyhow, tell her now, meet her somewhere, I don't know, just don't let this one pass or you may never get another chance. Adios, Angelwings"
Lorne grabbed his suitcase and left the office, exchanging small goodbyes with Gunn and Fred, then leaving the hotel, as Angel stood in the office, thinking about his words. Taking action, he left the office, picked up the phone and started dialling
"Hello?" Cordelia asked, answering on her mobile
"Hey, Cordy, where are you?" Angel asked
"Out and about with Ashleigh. I'll be coming home soon"
"Don't. Not just yet. Head out to Point Dume. Do you know the place?"
"I think so. Wait, yeah I know. We've been out that way a few times"
"Yeah, I wanna meet you there. It's a beautiful spot"
"Angel, what is going on?"
"You'll see. I'll meet you there?"
"Okay then, Angel, I'll see you there"
Angel smiled and hung up, before starting to hum
"What are you planning to do?" Connor asked
"I'm gonna meet your mother at this beach where we used to go for walks with you when you were a baby," Angel replied, "I'm finally gonna propose to her"
"Oh nice one, Angel," Gunn grinned, "Cordy's gonna love it"
"What do you mean by propose?" Connor asked
"It means I'm asking Cordelia to marry me," Angel replied, "It's a thing, Connor, I'll tell you more about it when we get back"
Humming, Angel grabbed his coat, then the car keys, before leaving the hotel
"He's humming," Fred said, "That's different. But he's happy. Hopefully, not too happy"
Connor watched his father leave, then excused himself to his room
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"Okay, well how about that?" Cordelia said, after hanging up
"Dare I ask?" Wesley asked
"Oh, I'm just gonna go and meet Angel. It sounds kinda private, so you won't mind looking after Ashleigh for me?"
"Are you sure I won't kidnap her and send her to a hell dimension?"
"I'm sure you won't, Wesley. I won't be long, maybe an hour"
"Very well then, I'll try"
Cordelia gave him a small smile, before leaving the apartment, heading out to her car and then driving away towards Point Dume to rendezvous with Angel
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Angel stood at Point Dume, overlooking the ocean crashing onto the beach. It was a beautiful spot and he knew it would be perfect for his proposal. Finally, after so much struggle and hardship in his life, everything was falling in place the way he wanted it. He had a beautiful girlfriend, who he hope would soon become his wife and his son, while previously lost to the enemy, had now returned to him and he had a young infant daughter. Angel was happy with his life as he waited for Cordelia, while ignoring the small, nagging voice at the back of his mind that while everything was going right, it would soon turn bad
"Where are you?" Angel asked himself, after checking his watch
It had been at least forty minutes since he called Cordelia. Sighing, Angel turned away from the cliff head, walking back to his car to continue waiting, when he saw Connor standing beside the car
"Connor. What are you doing here?" he asked
"Well, we're family. And I wanted to show you that"
Without warning, Connor lunged at Angel, tackling him as they fell over the cliff
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"Why is the traffic so god-damn-freaking bad?" Cordelia demanded
She had been trapped in slow moving traffic practically ever since she left Wesley's apartment. Checking her watch, she saw it had been about twenty minutes since Angel called her and she had only gotten to the freeway. She knew that it could be at least another half hour before she finally reached Point Dume and Angel
"Come on! Come ooonnn! Hurry up! Can you go any slower?"
Cordelia groaned and placed her forehead against the steering wheel briefly, then looked up and saw the traffic was still slow. She had hoped they would speed up
"I have a meeting with a vampire, most likely because something big is happening, like say for a crazy moment, a proposal and you're wasting my time!"
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Angel and Connor tumbled down the rock wall, coming to a stop on the beach, before getting to their feet. Connor quickly acted with a blow to Angel's face, while his second punch was blocked. Connor responded by kicking his father in the stomach, followed by an uppercut. Angel reeled back, managing to block Connor's next kick and punch, before angrily lashing out, but Connor trapped his arm
"Keep your balance," Connor said, "You lose your balance, you lose"
He arched Angel backwards, then knocked his feet out from underneath him. Angel was still confused by why Connor was attacking him and also by his son's speed and strength, taking blows to the face and stomach after getting to his feet
"Connor, stop – oooph"
Connor then drove his elbow onto Angel's back; dropping him to the sand, then lifted him up the duster and spun around, throwing him against the rock wall. Angel groaned in pain, before recovering in time to block Connor's two punches and kick him away. Connor stumbled back, growling in anger as he ducked Angel's punch and sink his fist into his father's stomach. Angel doubled over, but drove his knee upwards into Connor's face. Reeling back, Connor moved in again, feinting to his left and clocking Angel on the jaw. Angel staggered, as Connor then delivered a kick to his chin. Recovering, Angel caught Connor's fist on the backhand and yanked him off balance, then driving his knee into his stomach. Connor sank to his knees, clutching his stomach as he gasped in air
"Now, you're gonna stop this and tell me what the hell is going on," Angel demanded
"Okay, okay then," Connor said
Gaining back his breath, he leapt up, delivering another blow to Angel's face. Growling, Angel struck him back twice, before grabbing him by his shirt and throwing him towards the ocean. Connor rolled onto his feet, as Angel struck him in the face, followed by a kick to the chest that threw him into the ocean. Angel rushed into the water and grabbed Connor, holding him underwater for a moment, then lifted him out of the ocean, hoping the quick dunking would make him regain his senses
"What's gotten into you, Connor?" Angel asked
"You killed him," Connor gasped, "You killed my father"
"I am your father and what are you talking about? I never kil – argh!"
Angel staggered back, a knife protruding from his hip, as Connor rose up, punching him in the face. Angel gritted his teeth and struck his son, going for a second punch, but the pain in his side made his falter, as Connor ripped the knife away and stabbed it into his ribs. Angel cried out, backhanding Connor down into the surf. He removed the knife and tossed it aside, before reaching for Connor, but his son whirled around, smacking his hand aside and jabbing a taser into his ribs. Angel groaned, stumbling, as Connor jabbed him again and again rapidly. Angel collapsed, as Connor delivered a few more jabs to his chest to make sure he was down, then withdrew a small flashlight from his pocket and flashed it a few times, getting a response from out on the ocean. Justine then piloted the boat towards shore
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