Chapter 31
"Connor, my friend QT is in town and wants to take us out on the town. Do you want to go, he's really nice?"
"I guess so. Do I have to dress up or anything?"
Buffy laughed. True to her word, they had fun shopping but clothes weren't his favorite subject. "No, we are just going dancing, since you are officially legal now." She stuck her tongue out at him. They had celebrated his birthday last month. Angel tried to get in touch with him through Lorne but Connor refused. "You can wear your new black jeans, with the white shirt and your leather jacket. That should cover you for anywhere that QT decides to drag us to."
He was waiting for her on the couch when she walked out wearing low-rise red leather pants and a white halter-top. She was carrying a matching short leather jacket. Connor swallowed hard. Man, she is gorgeous.
"Have you been waiting long?" He nodded his head, his tongue felt thick in his mouth. "Do you want something to drink? QT should be here soon." Buffy grabbed a bottle of water and sat beside him on the couch. The halter hugged her body making her skin look a darker gold. "Want a drink?" Connor gulped some water as the buzzer rang. Buffy stepped over his legs as she went to the intercom. He eyed her backside and the way the supple leather hugged her curves. "Come on up, QT. Oh, never mind we'll come down, hold on." Buffy stuffed her spare key and money in a back pocket. She walked over pulling Connor up but pulled too hard, almost falling backwards. He caught her; their bodies close almost in an embrace. Buffy looked up into dark brown eyes frozen for a moment. "We better go QT's waiting for us." She pulled him out the door and down the stairs.
Connor couldn't help but think about how warm she felt in his arms. He saw a tall man with a sharp chin and a huge smile standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting.
"Liz, sweetie, give us a hug." He picked her up as she squealed.
"You are such a dork. QT, I'd like you to meet my friend, Stephen. He lives in the spare room and is one of Wild Angels' newest employees."
"Stephen, this is Quentin but I call him QT; he is one of my partners and honorary big brother."
Quentin and Stephen eyed each other then looked at Buffy nodding their heads in some silent agreement. "Hey Stephen, any friend of my Lizzy is a friend of mine. Let's paint the town; my next picture got approved, so we are celebrating."
"QT that is great. I'll buy you a bottle of champagne." Buffy smiled, happy for her friend.
"Oh no, this is my gig. We are going all out so hold onto your hats kiddies. It's going to be a wild ride." They climbed into a waiting limo; Connor looked around the plush car in wonder. "First time Stephen, push any button you want. That's half the fun," Quentin told him.
Connor explored the car as the two friends talked. "Liz look," he opened the roof and stood up "Yeah." They all laughed as Buffy pulled him back down.
They went to the Viper Room; Johnny Depp was going to be there tonight. Quentin and him were friends, both rebels in the industry. Connor's eyes blinked from all the camera's flashing. "Liz over here, Liz, Who is your friend? Come on give us a picture. Be a sweetheart." Shouts were heard from all the paparazzi. Buffy grabbed both men's hands as they walked into the club.
"Why do they want your picture?" Connor asked.
"Our little Lizzy is the biggest uncelebrity celebrity there is. I keep telling her she should do some of the gigs they've offered her," Quentin explained.
"Stop it QT. I don't want to be in front of the camera and you know it. They are bad enough whenever I go out with any of you just imagine if I did it for a living. They would think my life was theirs to pry into, no thanks." Buffy shuddered at the thought.
"Is this behemoth bothering you, Mon Cher?" A deep voice asked from behind her.
Buffy turned to smile at Johnny. "Yes, take care of him for me while I take Stephen out on the floor." Buffy kissed his cheek, walking past him.
"Does she know that I would probably do anything if she would come back and kiss my cheek again?" Johnny asked watching her lead Connor onto the floor.
"Nope, that is the most amazing thing about our Lizzy, she has no idea how she makes others feel," Quentin grinned.
"How are you doing you scoundrel?" Johnny asked.
Buffy, QT and Connor danced, ate, saw friends and drank champagne. Buffy taught Connor to dance. He was good once he quit trying so hard.
They were slow dancing when she looked up at him. "Are you having fun?"
"Yes, I like your friends. They are nice and I really like champagne" he grinned.
"I can tell maybe you've had enough. We will be going soon."
"Liz, can I kiss you?"
"Stephen, I'm not sure. I want you to but we are friends and I don't want to ruin that. I'm confused about you and"
He tipped her head back to softly, hesitantly kiss her. Buffy's arms wrapped around his neck as they tenderly kiss. Pulling apart, she laid her head on his shoulder closing her eyes. They swayed to the music holding each other close.
Later Connor and Buffy holding hands walked up the stairs neither saying a word. They went in and sat on the couch. "Stephen tonight was wonderful but I don't want to go to fast. You were hurt badly last time and are still learning and adjusting to this world. So if we take it slow and either of us changes our minds we won't hurt the other one."
He looked at her beautiful eyes asking him to understand what she is offering and asking. "I can do that but it doesn't have anything to do with Angel does it?"
"No, it's about you, me and a possible us. I don't want to make the same mistakes I made in the past. I want you to know the real me. You have been so isolated. I don't want to limit your choices."
"Liz, I haven't been isolated for the last three months. In case you didn't know, there have been plenty of women at the sets. I have met all different kinds of people some are nice and some aren't. No one is like you; none makes me feel the way that you do. So if I still want you after we take things slow and see how they go can I have you?" Connor's hand touched her cheek.
Buffy closed her eyes whispering "Yes." He leaned down and kissed her this time more passionately than earlier. She melted in his arms then pulled away. "That's not playing fair, nice but not fair. Good night Stephen."
Chapter 32 (NC-17)
"Angel, are you there?" Cordelia whispered. Tears ran down her face as she breathed out a sob.
"Cordy, what's wrong?" He rushed over to her from the chair he had been sleeping in each night.
"It was terrible Angel you were Angelus and we were doing things." She stumbled over the words. "Then you became Connor but he was all grown up. We were in bed and I was shouting out his name. Angel I would never do that. He was like my own son." She sobbed and shudders wracked her shoulders. Come on damn it this has to work. You haven't touched me in months. You are going to be back in my bed tonight. Angel sat on the bed holding her until she quieted down. "Angel make them go away please do something, anything to replace the nightmare," she begged.
Cordy's body was curled up into him her breasts crushed against him. He looked at her tear-stained face then bent down to kiss her. "Oh Angel I love you. You won't ever leave me will you, to the nightmares and the memories?"
"No Cordy I won't leave you like this," he said, in a non-committal way.
"Kiss me again, Angel. When you touch me, everything else fades away. Touch me please make it all disappear," she begged. Cordelia moved closer putting her hand on his chest moving it slowly.
Angel kissed her again. I have to help her. I can replace all the nightmare and memories with tenderness. He gently touched her breast through her gown and she moaned pushing closer. Her hand drifted to his lap and hesitantly began to caress him. Should he do this he can't leave her this way. The demon was controlling her but she is living with the memories. He has to do something to wipe that from her mind and possibly his own as well. He pulled her gown down and began to suckle on a nipple.
Cordelia opened his pants letting her hand slide inside. Her face gleaming with victory, Men are so easy. "Mm Angel that feels so good." She began moving her hand up and down applying pressure then releasing it.
He leaned back pulling her gown over her head. "Am I still attractive to you? I mean after everything?"
"Cor, you are a pretty woman. Nothing that has happened will change that." Angel stood to finish undressing then climbed back onto the bed. Cordy had kicked the covers off the bed and was displaying herself for Angel. He pulled her close kissing her.
"Please touch me Angel make me feel alive again. So I'll know this is real." Who said I couldn't act.
He moved down her body tweaking a nipple till he got to her thighs. She spread them open slightly for him. "Open for me Cor, we will make this good I promise."
They fell open the rest of the way as he slid a finger into her moist heat. Angel slid his finger in and out of her as her hips push off the bed. She moaned as he added another finger and her breath quickened in anticipation.
That's right baby give me all of them. "Angel I need, I need," she cried in confusion.
He added another finger increasing the tempo of his hand as it moved in and out of her waiting clinging body. His thumb rubbed her clit as he worked to bring her pleasure.
"Angel" she pleaded, like a child who didn't understand.
All of his fingers were moving in her now, with her hips pushing firmly against his hand. She suddenly yelled as her body flooded his hand. Cordy's body collapsed on the bed.
"Make love to me Angel." He slid into her waiting body and slowly began to move. She slammed her clit against him hard. "You feel so good inside me." Pulling him down to her breasts, he began to suck and nibble on her nipples. "Why does my body feel so different as if it needs something more? Is it wrong to want those things do you hate me?" A tear fell down her cheek.
"Shh, no, what two people do for pleasure for each other isn't wrong. You're not bad there isn't anything that you could ask me to do that I haven't done and enjoyed Cor. Your body has just learned the pleasures found in different types of sex than you are used to or remember."
"Will I always need that to feel the pleasure?"
"What do you need, Cor? Tell me and I will give it to you."
"That's just it I don't know. It's like a hunger a yearning under my skin."
"Tell me when something makes a difference, if you want me stop or change anything."
She nodded shyly looking away. Would you just quit talking and fuck me like Angelus would.
He began to quicken his pace pushing harder and faster. "Yes that feels good but I need more Angel something more." Pushing her legs up to her chest, he slammed into her hard his legs slapping her rear. "Almost but please Angel what could be missing, please." She begged.
Moving his hand underneath them, he teased her rosette and her eyes widened as he slid a finger inside her. Jackpot, it's about time. Now we are talking, yes baby, more, more, more. Cordy's breath quickened and her head began to move from side to side. Moaning deep in her throat, she started to pant as he added another. Grabbing her breasts, she pinched them leaving marks from her nails in the soft flesh.
Angel's hand and hips were moving in the same rapid pace. She screamed his name and he soon followed her with a growl. He lay beside her as she curled into him with a satisfied smile on her face. Oh, yes baby you are mine now. You will not be leaving my bed again, mister. "Angel, was I all right I mean with everything you found pleasure too?" Her hand made circles on his stomach.
"Yes, Cor, I found pleasure. Now go to sleep, no more nightmares."
Chapter 33
Several days later Giles called; things were serious in Sunnydale. Faith was injured in an ambush and lost a lot of blood. The new slayer was too young to handle everything that was going on, regardless of what she thought. No matter how he tried, Giles couldn't seem to take to the girl. There was some ancient form of vampire on the loose; people were talking to dead people; the Scoobies were at each other's throats and he was at the end of his rope.
"Buffy, I need you can you come? Faith's been injured and the new slayer is"
"Giles, I'll be there by tomorrow morning. I'll be bringing at least Stephen and, hopefully, Wesley and Lorne. I will find us somewhere to live; the house is already full."
"Buffy, it's your home," he protested.
"Not anymore Giles, I don't want to okay. See ya soon just hang on." Buffy was immediately in motion. Logging onto the computer, she found a house large enough for all of them. The owner's were in Europe for several months. She rented it for a month with an option for another month if needed; the realtor was ecstatic.
Next she called Robert, he agreed to come and oversee the dojo for a while; he even had some friends that could sub for her. She called Quentin who promised to help Robert as well. Wesley said her would meet her in two hours tops. Lorne asked her to pick him up at the hotel on the way out. His favorite sword was there the one that went with his blue suit; Buffy laughed and agreed.
Connor, having overheard, was already packing their weapons. He was coming back up from the dojo with one of his favorite swords and Buffy's crossbow. She smiled at him as they walked through the door into their home. Putting down the weapons, he hugged her. "Everything will be okay. We will all be with you."
Buffy kissed his cheek and moved to start packing their clothes. She moved back and forth between the bedrooms as she grabbed what they would need.
"I don't believe it!" Cordy exclaimed. "Would you just look at this crap, what some people will do. Oh! My gosh Angel come here, quickly."
Angel ran into the room "What is it? Are you okay, Cordy?"
"Look at this, you will not believe it." She waved the magazine at him. There were glossy pictures of people out at night.
"You called me in here to look at a picture. I thought you were hurt," he sighed.
"No you big dork, look at the picture at the bottom of the page. It's Buffy and Connor kissing." She pointed to the photo.
Angel grabbed the magazine out of her hand looking at it closely. There in living color at some nightclub was Buffy and his son kissing. The caption read: Who is this lucky guy locking lips with the, oh, so, elusive Liz. He must be quite a prince to capture our fair princess's heart. Every mann in LA has been wishing on that star.
Angel growled. "Did you just growl?" Cordy glared at him.
He quickly covered, "What is she doing taking Connor to places like that?"
"You know Buffy, she isn't the brightest crayon in the box. She probably didn't even think of that. What about the picture isn't it disgusting for her to be with your son? She is only doing it to get to us." Cordy huffed.
"Why would it bother you?" Angel looked at the seer in confusion.
"He is like a son to me. I'm not going to let some hussy like Buffy Summers take advantage of him." Angel walked out of the room with the magazine still in his hand. Cordy smiled to herself. Take that Buffy Summers and thanks for the help. Angel will never want you now that you've been with his son. I'm free and clear because poor me doesn't remember it. Big cocks must run in the family because, yum; too bad there isn't a way to have them both.
Angel was in his office touching the picture. His finger traced Buffy's back as he stared at her in his son's arms. The font door opened; someone could be heard rustling in the weapons cabinet, but Angel didn't move.
"Angelcakes, you're so quiet in here I almost thought no one was down yet. Just wanted to let you know I'm going to be out of town for a little while, not sure how long. Need to go help a friend out; you will have to tap other sources for info sugar lips. I hear my ride, Ciao." Lorne walked toward the front doors, as Angel processed what he was saying.
He jumped up to go after him. "Lorne, what friend?"
Lorne just kept on walking ignoring the vampire's inquiry. Pulling open the door, sword in hand he bent down to grab a large suitcase left outside. Angel saw Buffy at the wheel of an SUV as Connor got out to help Lorne. They say something to each other laughing as Connor easily picked up the suitcase. Stowing it in the back he climbed back into the passenger seat.
Angel watched as Buffy smiled brightly, Connor's returning smile; Lorne got in and they drove off. So, Buffy is the friend he is going to help. Since when have Connor and Lorne gotten to be so friendly? Buffy's being in LA has changed everything. He doesn't know how he feels about anything anymore and it is because of her. Damn it, why couldn't she have just stayed away.
"Angel, honey what are you doing? Do you need me to come downstairs and help you?"
He smiled to himself. At least Cordy is still the same, at least I still have her.
"Yes Cor, I need you to come down and help me with something."
She walked down the stairs smiling brightly at him after taking extra care with her appearance. She wore a short tight jean skirt and a midriff blouse of red. Cordelia had only buttoned the bottom three buttons. Her chest was pushed up and out of the top with a black bra that peaked out.
Angel was waiting in his office for her. When she approached him, he pulled her inside locking the door. He kissed her roughly, her breath quickens as she pulls away.
"Here in the office where anyone could hear us?" He pushed her against the wall. "Ooh we are naughty" she gave throaty laugh.
She wrapped her legs around him holding him closer to her. Quickly removing her shirt and only pulling down her bra Angel began attacking her breasts. Sucking as much of them into his mouth as possible. "Harder, Angel more."
Softly chewing at the large brown peaks he accidentally tore the skin, a single drop of blood leaked out, almost like milk. "I'm sorry, Cor." He apologized starting to pull away.
"No!" she shrieked, "I don't care, here take it. Bite me Angel taste me. I want you to. I want to feel your fangs slide into me like you slide into my body." She pulled his head down forcefully.
Her hips rode him hard while her panties soaked with anticipation. Angel closed his eyes, her blood on his tongue, Buffy, Connor, and Lorne everything overflowed causing him to snap. Sinking his fangs into her, Angel drank deeply. Cordelia screamed from the power of the orgasm. Angel stopped when he realizes what he was doing and pulled his head away.
Cordelia eyes heavy, her voice smoky "More Angel, I need more."
He ripped her panties off. In seconds, he was sheathed inside her. Cordy was hitting the wall from the motion of his hips.
"More, harder, harder," she chanted. Pulling his head back down to her breast when he was on the verge of release.
Closing his eyes, he saw Buffy beneath him as he sunk his fangs into her sweet flesh; renewing his claim to his mate. He savored the sweet heady flavor of her slayer's blood; somehow, it has changed to an almost bittersweet taste. He roared as she screamed his name.
Opening his eyes, they dilated when realization hit him. Cordy was leaning half-nude against the wall still attached to him breathing heavy. She smiled at him wiggling on top of him as he looked down at his mark. No, it was Buffy not Cordy it was only a dream, not real, not real. She is my friend and I care for her. I'm helping her adjust; but she isn't Buffy. I was thinking of Buffy, so it doesn't mean anything, does it, no I say it doesn't, so it doesn't.
Angel quickly righted himself, "I think I hear Fred and Gun coming down. I need to make breakfast. Uh, you freshen up and it will be ready in a little while." He all but ran from the room.
"Baby, I'll be out in a little while" she smiled. Cordy looked down at her marked breast laughing softly. Oh, Angel you are all mine now, no turning back lover boy. Who would have ever thought it would be that good fucking a vampire? If I knew they could make you come like that, I would have let one turn me in high school. Just imagine never getting older, never dieting, who needs the sun it gives you wrinkles anyway. Hello, ever heard of sunless tanning?
Cordy just sat there caressing her bare breast, rubbing her mark from Angel. She knew why he freaked, she knew all about vampires. Hello, not a real blonde here. Cordy had looked up everything she could find on vampires: the way to become one, their hierarchy and their mating rituals. Angel had marked her as his mate, like he did Buffy. The difference this time was he wasn't dying when he did it. "He meant to mark me, but he thinks I will be mad because it will leave a scar. He is such a dork sometimes. At least I was smart enough to have it where it doesn't show. Buffy's is so ugly and everyone can see it when her hair is up. Well I better get dressed and go calm down my mate. Hope he makes omelet's I'm starved, then of course, I will need to work off those calories" she laughed.
Dressing quickly then fluffing her hair, Cordy strutted out of the office. Not realizing several things; her underwear on the floor, and the meaning of a mate's mark, especially hers. She walked into the kitchen ignoring Fred and Gunn sitting at the table eating. Angel was searching through the cabinets. Bending over to kiss Angel's cheek, she whispered something in his ear.
Gunn spewed coffee all over the table. "Charles" Fred yelled "What is the, oh my!"
"What's the matter?" Angel called over his shoulder.
"Uh, Cordy, you forgot something" Gunn told her.
"What?" Still concentrating on Angel, Cordy didn't turn around.
"You might want to either stand up or put some underwear on, not that I mind" he laughed. Fred smacked his arm.
Cordy stood up walking out of the room to the sound of the other's laughter. She cussed the whole way up the stairs. The slamming door was heard throughout the hotel, causing them to start laughing again.
Chapter 34
Buffy and the others arrived in Sunnydale; the realtor met them at the house. She became excessively excited when she realized that Buffy was 'Liz.' The woman was an avid celebrity watcher. Buffy explained that she needed to get away from everything. The realtor promised to keep her location a secret; she then proceeded to tell her and Connor everything that was happening in Sunnydale.
People were taking unexpected vacations; even taking their children out of school; businesses were closed; Sunnydale was all but deserted; with the commission from this rental; she was taking one herself. "You see Liz you picked a perfect town, even if I wanted to tell someone there isn't anyone to tell." She handed Buffy the keys then left.
Lorne got out as soon as the coast was clear to come into the house. It was a mansion. Buffy was surprised since the rent was so reasonable. It resembled Cordelia's old home; in fact, as she wandered around the downstairs she burst out laughing.
"Sugar plum, tell Uncle Lorne the joke so he can have a hoo ha, too."
"This is Cordelia's old home. Can you imagine Queen C's face if she knew I was renting it?" Buffy gasped out trying to stop laughing.
The others looked at her then cracked up as well. "She would throw a royal fit. You were right Twinkie; I've been watching her and she isn't possessed anymore just different when it comes to Angel or you. Her whole body language changes if you're even mentioned," Lorne admitted sadly.
"I'm sorry Lorne but she is still your friend, the girl you knew. The Cordelia I knew is still there too and seems is making a grand appearance. She never liked me, called me a freak and blamed everything bad on me. Of course, if she got in trouble it was my job to rescue her. I believe her words were, 'That is what you do isn't it, otherwise what good are you?' You see that the old Cordelia was there just controlled or tamed. I guess everything she has been through let her out of the box again." Buffy sighed; remembering that time like it was yesterday.
Connor walked over grabbing her spinning her around as she laughed again looking at him. He stopped and Buffy slid down his body they just stared at each other.
"Um Lorne, why don't we go unload the car." Wesley pulled his green friend out the door with him. Lorne drug his feet wanting to watch the young couple.
"Liz, I know you wanted to give me time but I don't want it. I know it's you I want; no one else could make me feel the way you do here." He put her hand on his heart. "I understand now what father meant. What Cordy made me feel was what my body felt. You make my heart feel and no one else is involved in those feelings. Just you and me, if you want me." Pulling her close he kissed her passionately saying everything he felt.
"Stephen, I want you I do, all of you and I feel the same way. I just want to go slowly before we make love, work our way towards it. I want it to be special, anticipated, something we long for." Buffy waited for his answer.
"Yes, I do too. My only time was over so quickly. I was told what to do when and how. I want to learn those things with you. What touches you like or don't, how your skin tastes and feels? We can take all the time we need and learn each others wants and needs," Connor told her huskily.
"When did you become such a romantic and a smooth talker? That is exactly what I want for us. Stephen there are four bedrooms here, you can have your own or share with me" she grinned. "We can fall asleep in each other's arms and wake up together in the mornings."
Connor picked her up starting up the stairs. "What are you doing?"
"Finding our room of course. Which one do you think we should choose?"
"The biggest one of course."
Chapter 35
Connor found the Master bedroom at the end of the hall. There was a California King-sized bed and a private sitting area. Buffy smiled as he put her down and she kissed him. She began exploring; finding the bathroom, she squealed. "Stephen, come look hurry." He walked over putting his head in the doorway. The bathroom was almost as large as the bedroom with a garden tub surrounded by a bay window. A large multi-head shower. His and hers vanities and huge walk in closets.
"There is a Jacuzzi in the tub. We can take a bubble bath after patrol" she said dreamily.
"Together, really?" Connor's eyes glazed imagining Buffy only covered in water and bubbles.
"Yes, baby together. I'll wash your back and you can wash mine and anything else you want," Buffy's voice became husky.
Connor grabbed her pulling her to him; then they hear Lorne's voice call out. "Connorkins are you in here?"
"Yeah Lorne, I'm coming, give me a minute."
"Don't worry, there will plenty of time for us."
Connor walked out to see Lorne looking around the room. "You and Sugar Plum picked a nice place to nest."
"How did you know we would be sharing?"
"Let's just say it was written in the stars, kiddo. We need some help hauling all the stuff up the stairs. Where is Liz going to want to put the weapons?"
"Liz, come on baby we have to work." Lorne raised an eyebrow at the endearment.
Buffy walked out with a pout on her pretty lips. "No pouting it's not fair to those of us who are not immune. Is there anyone who is?"
"But Kermie, you should see the bathroom; I didn't even get to peak into the closets yet."
"Come on sugarplum have pity, you packed an armament. None of us are as strong as you."
"Fine party pooper, I'll remember this the next time you want me to sing." Buffy walked out of the room heading for the stairs at a fast pace; a mischievous grin on her face.
"Twinkie! Wait I can do it, really. Promise you'll sing, sugarplum, honeybuns!" Lorne ran after her as Connor shook his head laughing.
Later that evening they headed for the Magic Box. Buffy had called Giles to let him know they would bring food. He had laughed when she told him where they were saying but wasn't surprised at all when she told him about Cordelia.
As they walked down the street to the shop, she thought over what Giles had said. "Buffy only a really strong willed person could have successfully overcome the influence a demon will have on that person's baser emotions. Her being half demon this would have happened eventually. It's a shame from what I heard she was changing. If she hadn't become half demon, Cordelia might have ended up someone respectable even well liked. Perhaps if Angel would have helped; enough of them I can't wait to see you hurry up."
"Wesley, Giles mentioned something when I called that has been bothering me. Why didn't Angel help Cordelia with her demon? He should have realized even being part there would have to be some adjustments to make."
Wesley looked away, "Well there was a lot going on at the time with Stephen's birth but yes it seems that we were remiss in our duties to Cordelia. What did Mr. Giles say?"
"He said that if she hadn't became part demon from everything he heard she would have ended up being a pretty decent person. The other was Angel had helped her to adjust, kind of treated her like a fledge I'm guessing. Since both those didn't happen. Turns out the demon, half of her is in the driver's seat. So the bitch is back and she has teeth now."
"You mean if he had helped her then there wouldn't have been a hitcher or once it was gone she would have just been Cordy again?" Lorne couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"You can asks Giles when we get inside but either one. My guess is the first, definitely the last. Ironic isn't it; she starts to be an actual person only to get worse not better." Buffy walked through the door holding Connor's hand.
Lorne and Wesley look at each other sadly. "Why didn't he do something, Wes? He had to have known that she needed to learn to control the demon."
"I have found Lorne that Angel only cares about what is directly related to his obsession at any given moment. He was obsessed with Connor at the time, although he did seem add Cordelia to his list rather quickly. I'm not sure why he didn't do something when it appeared his feelings for her changed. It is even conceivable, he may have not helped because at that particular time she was wrapped up in the Groosalaug."
"Angel wouldn't have done that to her on purpose. He had to have just been so focused on Connorkins that he didn't think of anything or anyone else. Right Wes, Right." The Englishman just quietly walked into the shop not answering his friend. "Oh my stars, what are the Powers going to do to him for this? Oy Vay, I need a drink."
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