REPOST: Love Conquers All 8/?
Title: Love Conquers All
Author: Edel
Email: no1buffy_angelfan@hotmail.com
Summary: It’s basically what I’d want to happen in season 5 of Angel if SMG were to make guest appearances, or become a semi-regular.
Distribution: my update group: www.groups.yahoo.com/group/BeautifulDesire,
my B/A group: www.groups.yahoo.com/group/BlindedbyPassion.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: S1-7 BtVS, S1-4 Angel
Chapter 8 - Revealed
The first thing Connor focused on was the image of a worried girl who was quickly burrowing her way into his heart. Great, Cathy thought, why do I have to be able to read minds?
“Oh no,” Cathy quickly said, “so not going there!”
“Going where?” Connor asked her, and she realised she said that comment aloud.
“Umm, I thought you were looking at the door behind me,” she covered her mistake, and he noticed his surroundings. He was in a spaciously dimly lit room, with himself situated in a large bed, with Cathy seated in an armchair beside it. As if she had read his mind, she asked,
“Do you want a little more light?”
“No. It’s alright. Where am I?” He saw her hesitate.
“You’re in one of the hotel suites,” she started slowly. “You… collapsed. We didn’t know what to do-”
“You hit me,” he remembered, rubbing his throbbing cheek. She smiled sheepishly.
“Guess I did.” Then, he remembered something.
“Angel. Who, who is he?” Again, she hesitated. Then, she called the said person into the room. He sat down on the bed.
“Connor, I want you to lie back in the bed, and close your eyes,” Cathy said to him.
“Nothing good ever comes after ‘close your eyes’,” he replied.
“You got that right,” Angel muttered. Cathy glared at him, then whispered a spell that neither male could make out the words to. Suddenly, Connor sat upright in bed, and stared at Angel.
“You… you’re my father!”
* * *
“Darla was my mother,” he continued slowly, as if in a trance. “But you let me have a normal life, so you’re no longer one of my parents. Is that right?” He looked at Angel for confirmation.
“Yes.”
“Angel, we need to talk in private,” Cathy said, dragging him outside into the corridor.
“Again?”
“Angel!”
“Okay. I’m sorry! So, what are we going to do?” he asked, pulling the door shut behind them.
“We are not going to do anything. You are going to do something.”
“Oh.” Angel was silent for a moment. “What?”
“Permanently remove all those memories. Can you do that?” He was silent for a minute.
“If it’s best for Connor.”
“You know it is,” she answered softly, pitying him. Where’s Buffy when Angel needs comforting? she thought. He sighed.
“What do I have to do?”
* * *
“Hi, Connor.”
“Hey… dad.”
“Not for much longer,” Angel said under his breath.
“What?”
“Nothing.” He sighed. He couldn’t believe he was going to have to do this all over again. But, this time, not even he would remember him.
“Connor,” he started, before he could change his mind, “Forget.” At that precise moment, he felt himself tingle with the magic that flowed through him, and collapsed onto the soft carpet.
* * *
Angel walked out into the lobby with a swollen-lipped Buffy beside him.
“Bye!” they heard Cathy yell.
“Who was that?” Buffy inquired.
“Oh, just some fella who helped me bring my bags home,” Cathy answered with a twinkle in her eyes. Buffy groaned.
“You know, it’s bad enough you charm the lads back in Ireland, now you have to try and take our guys too!” came a voice from the stairs.
“Hey Dawn,” Cathy greeted her friend, then added with a dangerous look in Buffy’s direction, “who mentioned me being a flirt?”
“Who do you think?” Dawn cheekily answered.
“Hey, Cathy,” Willow said coming down behind Dawn, with a flushed Wesley following her. Cathy’s eyes suddenly went wide, and her jaw dropped, as she realised why he was flushed.
“Willow Rosenberg!” Cathy said without thinking, her eyes briefly widening.
“What?” she asked, a guilty look covering her features.
“Um… we need to go over the spell!” Together, they headed to a less crowded area.
“What was that about?” Dawn asked, as Wesley quickly exited the lobby. The other two shrugged.
TBC...