Warnings: Spanking of a minor and mentions of slash (homosexual relationships)

Chapter Two: Six years old

Six year old Connor was bored, not just a little bored but in fact very, very bored and for anyone who knew the little boy, they would know that it was a bad idea to leave him unsupervised for any given period of time, but Spike had only ever spent time playing with the boy, he didn't know all the tricks of the Connor sitting trade.

Spike had come to LA two years ago seeking Angel's help adjusting to his new soul, grudgingly the older vampire had agreed to help, but he's been clear that Spike was not to be left alone Connor , that was until he'd been called out of town and had no one to watch his son, no one other then Spike.

The bleached blond vampire sat completely oblivious to the child he was supposed to be watching, he had no idea how to entertain the boy who seemed to be missing his father , it wasn't like watching Dawn, he couldn't just play poker with a six year old, Angel had been pretty pissed last time.

Connor cocked his head to the side, studying his favoured Uncle Spike, he was a vampire like Daddy, but he wasn't grumpy all the time like Daddy was, no he was lots of fun, most of the time, but right now he was ignoring Connor, and he didn't like it, not one bit.

If Uncle Spike wasn't going to be fun, then he was going to find his own, carefully, as though he were a spy, Connor snuck over to the private elevator, when its' doors opened, the little boy climbed in and rode it down to his father's office and out into the big exciting world known as Wolfram & Hart.

Almost an hour later Spike came out of his musing and noticed just how quiet it was, knowing Connor as he did, he knew the boy wasn't quiet, ever, looking around the penthouse apartment, Spike concluded the Connor was in fact gone.

"Oh bloody hell" Spike groaned aloud to himself, "Angel's gonna stake me good if I don't find the brat".

Spike began to search the lower floors, after almost an hour of searching, he was frantic, Angel would never forgive him, if he lost his son, it would certainly lessen his chances of getting laid any time soon, and Angel was only just giving into his desire, this might just ruin that.

Continuing his search, Spike hear the sounds of what he was almost certain was Connor, following the noise he came to a halt outside the training room, a room full of all sorts of weapons the boy knew he shouldn't be touching.

Connor was having a blast; the small battle axe in his left hand was swinging through the air, beheading the evil demons that were trying to invade, Connor was so immersed in his game that he didn't notice his very worried and now pissed of Uncle Spike walk into the room.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Spike yelled when he saw the boy he'd been searching for, for a good hour or so, having a merry old time playing with weapons he knew he wasn't allowed to touch, let alone play with.

Surprised, Connor let go of the axe mid swing, it went flying, narrowly missing Spike, angrily Spike stormed over to the little boy, taking him by the arm, he span the boy around and began to land sharp and painful swats on the boy's backside.

"You Smack don't Smack ever Smack go Smack off Smack without Smack bloody Smack telling Smack anyone Smack and you Smack don't Smack ever Smack play Smack with Smack weapons" Spike landed one final swat and then pulled the boy into a hug.

"I'm sorry Uncle Spike, Sorry" the boy sobbed into his beloved Uncle's chest, he hadn't meant to make him mad.

"I know brat, I still love you Pet, just don't do it again, sodding scare me to death".

A.N: please review and let me know what you think.

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