So, that was it. Connor had agreed that we'd go over to Wesley's and talk to Buffy about him going back to Sunnydale with her. It still didn't sound right. I was going over to Wesley's to talk to Buffy. Cordy said she'd go with us, and I was so glad she agreed. Talking with Buffy and Connor would be bad enough, but if Wesley was there? I
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Walking over to him, I took his hand into mine and gave it a small squeeze. "It will be okay." I smiled a bit before heading into the apartment complex. "And if it isnt, Then I will make sure that it will be okay."
I knew I was going to end up being in the middle but I also knew what Angel was going through since I had been through it as well.
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As I stared up at the building as I felt Cordy's hand slip into mine. Why couldn't those days we had together just have lasted forever? We'd been so happy, and I knew the only thing that kept me from being too happy was remembering occasionally what I had to come home to. To a former best friend who betrayed me and from that I had a son who hated me.
And now.. Buffy was staying with him. Even though Buffy and I were over and I now was with Cordy.. there was still that sense of that I didn't want her to be with anyone else. From the look on Buffy's face the day we found her in the hotel, I'm guessing she felt the same. And the fact she might have something with Wesley? That bothered me even more.
I glanced back at Connor. I was usually good at reading people.. most people. But with Connor,.. maybe it was the fact that he was my son. Wasn't the fact that we were blood related supposed to make up more connected and not less ( ... )
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I glanced over at Connor and part of me was glad he was staying in Los Angeles. He needed to work things out with his father, but that was going to be difficult And part of me just wanted to take him with us, because I still felt that threat coming from Angel. He could say he wasn't going to hurt Connor all he wanted, I still had that vivid memory, with that look of death in his eyes.
At least I'd have something to snack on.Giving Angel a tired look, I turned back to Connor. "You've made your decision and I shall respect that. Just know that you can call me whenever you need help. And I suppose that's all we really needed to talk about ( ... )
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