"Hi, Connor. You probably never heard of me, but I'm Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I've known Angel, your dad, since I was sixteen. I want you to know that no one's ever going to hurt you again promise. I want to tell you a story, which you'll probably think I'm crazy, but I'm not," Buffy talked soothingly for over an hour.
Connor felt drawn to the tiny woman; he felt a sense of coming home. He found himself moving closer until he without realizing it he laid his head in her lap. She ran her fingers through his hair as she continued to talk, then quietly asked about his life.
He started haltingly telling her about his father and Quar Toth. How he escaped and returned to the hotel; how he believed Angel had killed his father; putting Angel in the ocean; the summer with Fred and Gunn; Wesley finding Angel, only for Angel to kick him out and then Cordelia. His breath hitched when he said her name. Buffy rubbed his back soothingly, urging him to continue.
Cordelia came to stay with him, and he was happy not to be alone anymore. They patrolled together and she each night she slept next to him in only a T-shirt. She would rub against him during the night only to apologize each morning. He accidentally walked in while she was in the shower. She didn't get mad or upset, just asked if he liked her body, then put his hands on her breasts, and never wore a shirt to bed again. Everyday they went a little further, became more intimate. She'd brush against him when they trained, kiss him when he killed a vampire, or allow him to rub against her body while they 'slept'. Cordelia was his whole world, then the Beast came and the Rain of Fire. She slept with him, showing him what to do; how to touch; where to touch and kiss; how slow; how fast.
"I know I felt Angel, but she said that I was imagining things and that she didn't see anything. Everything changed after that. She cried and said we shouldn't have that she said she loved me, but the others would never understand. Then, they took away Angel's soul and Angelus killed the Beast. Some witch came and put it back in, but I found out Cordelia stole the soul and hid it. I tried to tell Angel, but he wouldn't believe me. I heard her say I forced her, because I was upset that she loved him. The next thing I remember, she was tied up at my feet with something ticking strapped around me. Angel was there begging me not to do it, but I don't know what he was talking about. Then, I woke up and I'm living with my new family, doing great in school and even got accepted to college. Now, I'm here with you," Connor finished with tears running down his face.
"Connor, look at me, please. You didn't do anything wrong, she did. You grew up under horrible conditions and the first person to show you any real kindness or physical affection was unfortunately the wrong one. I want you to know you're mine; I knew it the minute I saw you. I'd die or even kill for you. No one will ever hurt you again as long as I live. I love you, Connor." She kissed his forehead, hugging him to her.
He hugged her back happily. "Mom, can I go with you?"
"Not yet, sweetheart. I have to take care of some stuff so that you'll be safe. Gus is going to set you up with a satellite phone. That way, we can see each other and everything, very cool stuff. You're safe here Connor, where no one can get to you. You still have some work to do with the doctors. They need to make sure that they got rid of the crap that they used on you. If I can get away, I'll come back. I have someone that I want you to meet. He's very special to me and you two should get a long great. He's just an overgrown kid." Buffy smiled at her son, kissing his forehead
"Bad-mouthing me to your boy, babe." Xander walked in giving the two a huge smile.
"You're Xander Cage. I've seen everyone of your videos. They're tight." Connor jumped, rushing over to shake Xander's hand.
"Thanks kid maybe when you blow this joint you can go gliding with your Mom and me?"
Connor whipped around, his eyes sparkling with excitement and Buffy nodded. Connor punched his arm into the air. "Yes!" They laughed at his antics.
"We're going to have to get going. Remember, I love you. I'll bring you home, soon." Buffy kissed him good-bye.
Connor held on tight, as if he wasn't going to let her go, then reluctantly releases her. Xander walked up to Connor, putting an arm around him. "I'll take care of her. We'll be back to take you home with us as soon as we can." The teenager looked up at one of his heroes, smiling sadly and nodded.
Buffy and Xander crawled into the copter and took off for LA. Xander pulled her into his lap. "It's okay baby cry," he whispered, holding her close.
"The things they did to my son, Cage. I could kill them. If Cordy or Angel were here right now, they'd be history and I wouldn't even blink. Angel was in hell for months and knows what it's like. He should've known better than to kick Connor out, leaving him vulnerable. He did it for that bitch. Cordelia raped my baby. He was just a little boy, an innocent that didn't even understand this world. Angel believed every word she said. Connor raped her, ha. Queen C serviced the entire football team at Sunny D. She thought her reputation would keep them from talking about her. That's the real reason she dated Xander because the others didn't want her anymore. She threatened them with her father's money and power. Cordelia couldn't leave Sunnydale fast enough when Daddy wasn't there to protect her anymore. I don't know if I can even look at them and control myself, Cage." She took in a big breath, trying to calm herself.
"You'll do what you have to because you know it'll keep Connor safe," he reassured her.
"Cage, you didn't realize you'd be taking on someone with a full-grown son. How do you feel about all this?" she asked in a soft whisper.
"He's part of you and seems like a good kid. I'd take ten kids as long as you're part of the package." He leaned her head back, kissing her deeply while their tongues dueled.
She touched her forehead to his. "I love you, Cage."
"I love you too, Buffy. Don't worry. We'll take care of business and when the smoke clears, if Angel and Cordelia are still standing you can do whatever you want to them. I'll help, clap or cheer whatever you want."
She laughed, her breath hitching with tears still rolling down her face as she snuggled close to him. Xander brushed his fingers through her hair; he could kill them for what they did to Connor and for what it was doing to Buffy. He carried Buffy into the house; she had finally cried herself to sleep. He laid her on the bed, gently undressing and sliding her under the covers. He padded through the house locking up before stripping and joining Buffy. Xander pulled her close as he fell asleep.
"I don't understand , Angel's soul is hanging on by a thread after the things he's done this month. What the hell's going on? Why doesn't he, Angelus already?" Cordy shouted at Eve.
"The Sr. Partners aren't pleased. If he doesn't become Angelus by Friday, everything they've worked for is lost. If they lose, so do you. They mentioned that if you could somehow set up the Svorra Cult to perform a sacrifice, and force Angel to kill them. That would throw him over the edge," Eve suggested with a smug smile.
"That won't work. He would never do that. The Svorras are human and peaceful everyone knows that." Cordelia rolled her eyes at the liaison.
"Oh, but wouldn't that depend on the sacrifice, and the reasons behind it?"
"Who? Oh, you mean Connor. That's perfect. Can we make sure that he actually dies this time?"
"I don't see why not. We kept him as a trump card, once he's played he's of no use to us anymore," Eve replied calmly.
"Now, we just have to set the wheels in motion. Eve, you take care of the cult; Connor's mine," Cordy ordered, "We can have everything in place by Wednesday. Angel becomes Angelus, the Partners bridge over and we party for the weekend. Out, I have things to do. It has to be timed just right, and they said I couldn't act, ha!"
Cordelia called for a car to pick her up out-front, then went to tell Angel that she had some errands and was going to the spa. She returned furious. Connor was nowhere to be found. Those idiots thought it was a boyish prank before going off to college. Now, she had people out searching for him everywhere. She called Eve to move everything to Thursday, explaining that Angel left before she could set everything in motion. She had to have Connor in time there wasn't any other option.
Cordelia walked into Angel's office, interrupting the meeting when she stopped suddenly. Her eyes turned white before returning to normal as tears formed in her eyes. "Angel, it was horrible. It doesn't make sense. I thought Svorras were peaceful and didn't believe in harming others, something about karma."
"Cor, they are. What did you see?" Angel's answer, his voice deepened with concern.
"They're sacrificing a young boy about 18; he had brown hair, large blue eyes and was tall but slender. They kept chanting. 'Sins of the father and the abomination.' That's all I saw. Angel, we have to help him. It didn't show me where it would happen, just the boy, chanting and the Svorras. I think we have a little time, but he's so scared," Cordelia said through her tears.
Buffy's face went completely white as she glanced up at Xander. He gathered her into his arms and whispered, "He's safe, babe."
"What's wrong with Buffy?" Fred noticed how pale the other woman had become.
"Just brings back memories of Dawn and Glory," Xander replied quickly. "I'm going to take her home. If you hear anything, let us know. We'll do anything we can for the boy," his voice rumbled as he picked Buffy up and walked out with her.
Fred sighed, "That's so romantic." Cordelia just rolled her eyes.
Buffy ran into the house, going immediately to the sat phone. "Connor, baby are you there?" Xander came up behind her to sit down and wrap his arms around her.
"Mom, what's wrong? Are you okay? Have you been crying?"
"We got some news at work that made me worry about my little boy," she teased him, her eyes twinkled with joy at seeing him safe.
"Mom," he groaned. "Hey Cage." Connor gave the large man an easy smile.
"Hey Kiddo." Xander hugged Buffy and smiled at Connor.
"How are your sessions going, Con?" Buffy asked, changing the subject, now that she knew Connor was safe.
"Pretty good. I like the Doctors, and Gus and Whistler come to visit sometimes. It isn't too bad, but I miss you," he said the last part almost in a whisper.
"Me too, baby. We'll be together soon, promise. I have to call Gus, talk to you later. Love you."
"Love you too, Mom. Bye Cage."
She immediately called Gibbons. "Gus, something big is going down soon. This is it; I can feel it. Cordy described a vision where Connor's sacrificed. Please, until we give the ok, guard him for me," Buffy pleaded with the balance demon.
"You don't even have to ask. Kid's pretty nice to talk to and plays a mean game of chess. I'm teaching him poker, so he can take Whis' money." Gibbons flashed them a bright, white smile.
"Thanks. By the end of the week, you should be able to send in reinforcements to take out what's left, or should I say what I leave behind. This latest vision must be an all or nothing shot. We need to make sure the Svorra cult is kept safe. Timing is going to be tricky. The team needs to be in place for this to work. If they use the same drug that they used on Connor, the Svorras won't stand a chance. Your terrorist team can handle them they're just hostages in weird clothes. Gotta jet."
Xander came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her and leaning his chin on her shoulder. "Do you feel better, babe?" His deep voice rumbled in her ear.
Buffy shivered; she was still constantly surprised by what this man could do to her with just his voice. "Yeah, now that I've talked to Connor and Gus, I feel like I can breathe again. But, you know I'd feel a whole lot better still if a gorgeous sexy man I know would take me to bed and help me forget about all this even if it's only for a little while."
Xander turned her around, throwing her over his shoulder and ran for the bedroom. Buffy laughed as he threw her on the bed. "Your wish is my command."
She raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh, really?" Buffy propped herself up on the bed. "Strip, slowly, then stand at the edge of the bed," she said huskily.
He smiled and started to unbutton his shirt, removing it, letting it drop to the floor. He pulled his belt from his pants and went to throw it behind him. "No, toss it to me." His eyebrows shot up as he pitched the belt toward the bed where she easily caught it. Xander pulled his boots and pants off watching Buffy the entire time. He moved to the end of the bed, his cock already hard as it strained against his stomach. Her eyes roved over his body and she licked her lips, then used the belt to tie his hands behind him. Buffy undressed for him and caressed her body as she bared her skin. He moaned watching her hand touching her the way he wanted to. She moved to the edge of the bed and began to touch herself. Buffy slid one finger inside while her other hand massaged her clit, slowly adding another until she took them all. Her hips moved frantically as she panted and moaned. Xander's breath was coming harder; he felt his cock grow almost painful. Buffy came down from her orgasm then crawled toward him on her hands and knees.
Peering at him with lust-laden eyes, Buffy dipped down to lick the pre-cum from his cock. Xander stiffened, moaning deep in his throat. "Yes, baby, suck it. Take it in your mouth make me cum." Buffy pulled away, looking at him sternly. "No talking." Xander bit inside his mouth as she once again took him into her mouth, sucking him down, nibbling lightly on the head, then sweeping down again, applying pressure to the main vein with each stroke with her tongue. She started to increase her speed as she tightly held his hips still in her strong hands. Buffy released Xander's hips, knowing that he wouldn't move. Then she moved one hand to stroke his balls feeling them start to tighten. Her other hand slid up his ass to his opening; slowly she pressed a finger in. He groaned loudly his balls going taut as she moved her finger and mouth in the same rhythm. Xander came shouting her name as she swallowed him down. Buffy finally pulled away, slowly still sucking, causing him to continue to shudder. She released his hands and moved back on the bed, motioning for him to come to her. Xander crawled up next to her and she pulled his head to her breast as she massaged his head.
"I thought I was supposed to take your mind off things not the other way around," he said in the husky whisper of a satisfied man.
"Believe me, I wasn't thinking about anything, but loving you."
"I think at one point, I forgot my name you are unbelievable."
"Oh, but honey, you're my slave for the night. You're going to need your strength for what comes next."
"Woman, you're going to be the death of me; just give me fifteen and you servant will be ready for whatever his lady has in mind."
Buffy kept her slave on his toes and in every other position, her evil little mind could think of for the rest of the night. Xander told her, in the early morning hours that he would be her servant anytime she wanted.