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Reprise Revised	By : Maren Category: Angel the Series > Het - Male/Female Views: 4248 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Email: marenfic@yahoo.com

Spoiler Warning: Angel Season 5 up to You�re Welcome�I�ve diverged at YW. Cordy has died but they haven�t figured out
the Lindsey/Eve/Doyle connection yet.

Disclaimer: I don�t own any of these characters, and I won�t be profiting off of
them.

Pairing: B/A and
Wes/F

Feedback: This is my first fic, so I�d appreciate feedback. Thanks to everyone who has emailed or
reviewed so far.

Author Note: I have a
plot, I�m just struggling with writing it down. My action scenes suck. If you have recommendations about how to
improve them, the clarity, or the flow of the story please share.

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~~~~One Week Later~~~~

Angel was worried.
His informants had told him, under pressure of course, that something
big was happening. There had been
rumors, rumblings of this since the last Apocalypse had been averted but now
the time was at hand. Some demons were
scrambling to leave the area while others flocked to the City of Angels. There was a heavy undercurrent of both excitement
and fear�excitement because of the potential fight, and fear because the rumors
said that the fate of demons might rest not on an epic battle, but on something
more nebulous and out of their control.

The vampire didn�t doubt that his stealthy departure from Wolfram
& Hart was somehow connected to this new world threat. He had defied the Senior Partners by breaking
their agreement and he had no doubt that there would be repercussions. In fact, he planned to leave soon to check on
Connor in his new home and make sure that he was still o.k. He was actually hoping that the continued
presence of Wes, Gunn, Fred, and Lorne at the law firm would temporarily
mollify the Senior Partners, make them stick to their agreement about
Connor. The alternative, revealing that
Angel had erased Connor from their minds in exchange for taking over the reins
of W&H, would not likely result in the gangs� continued loyalty and Angel
was sure that their individual talents had proven invaluable to the law firm. No, the Senior Partners� plan would likely
target him only.

He had other reasons for keeping his location and plans to
himself. Strategically speaking, keeping
the rest of his crew employed at Wolfram & Hart was good insurance for
Connor and also a valuable resource for him.
If the Senior Partners were to find him, he would still have friends on
the inside. Of course these were all
good reasons, but truthfully, he just needed to be alone right now. This was his fight�had always been his fight,
but he had lost sight of that in the last several months. Now he had reason to believe that The Powers
that Be had passed his responsibilities, his destiny, onto Spike. He meantfighfight to get it back. He used to help the hopeless, and he planned
to do it again. When he felt cleansed of
his involvement with Wolfram & Hart, when he felt he had reclaimed his
destiny and was back on the road to redemption, then he would approach the
others and ask them to join him. He just
needed to focus, get a clear grasp on his mission first.

Now he found himself driving toward the law offices. The gossip suggested that whatever was
happening had a connection to Wolfram & Hart and he needed to find out what
was going on without alerting them to his presence. He knew exactly who to start with�Eve. The woman was involved in some scheme with
the partners and had in fact tried to put him in a permanent hallucinogenic
coma only a couple of weeks ago. Yes,
she would be his first stop for information, someone he would have no problem
threatening with death if the need arose.
In fact, he hoped that she wouldn�t be very helpful right away.

It was well past dark when Eve�s car emerged from the
company�s garage. Angel followed her in
his own car at a safe distance. an>Wan>When she
reached what he assumed was her apartment, he parked the car and watched her
enter the building. He waited and
watched to see which lights turned on, signaling her apartment, but none of the
darkened rooms lit up. He sighed,
preparing to use his sense oell ell to ferret her out inside the building when
he saw her emerging from the french doors onto the balcony of one of the
apartments. She wasn�t alone. A man emerged, hidden in the shadows, but the
nature of their relationship wlearlearly evident. Eve was wrapped in his arms, kissing him and
allowing his groping hands free access to her body. Angel could just hear the sounds of their
voices, even though they were speaking in low tones. He quietly moved closer to the balcony,
keeping them in his sights while hiding himself in the shadows.

�He�s disappeared.
The Senior Partners can�t find him, and neither can his little band of
do-gooders. I�m worried. What if he shows up and interferes?� Eve
asked her companion.

�He won�t, and if he does, we�ll take care of it. Don�rry,rry, baby. This is exactly what we wante hap happen�it
just didn�t happen the way we wanted,� Angel heard the man answer. His voice sounded familiar, but he couldn�t
quite place it.

�I know, it�s just that we wanted him under controen ien it
happened, down for the count. Messing
with Connor while Angel is out there somewhere is dangerous,� Eve answered,
worry lacing her voice.

Angel growled low in his throat, clenching his fists and
fighting not to go on the attack. The
fury that gripped surpassed even that he had felt when he saw Buffy in Spike�s
armsan san style='mso-spacerun:yes'> They were talking about harming
his son. Angel forced himself to stand
still and to continue listening.
Instinct told him that he needed to learn more before ripping Eve and
her companion to shreds.

�We can�t lose sight of our goal. We needed Angel to break his contract with
Wolfram & Hart so that Connor�s old life and old memories would be
returned. That crazy kid is my ticket
into the office of Senior Partner. Sure,
using Spike to cut away at Angel�s confidence, to cause him to question whether
his position in Wolfram & Hart had caused the Powers that Be to replace him
with Spike as their champion was our method but it was slow. This is unexpected, but it has its
perks. We were able to move up our
timetable and it won�t be long before we have everything we�ve ever wanted,�
the man said.

He saw Eve nod at the man and kiss him passionately before he
pulled away and stepped to the railing of the balcony, into the light.

�Just a few more hours and this plan goes live. I don�t think Angel is going to have too many
friends left when his little gang finds out what the bastard did to their
memories, and we know he�ll be on his son�s shit-list. He�ll have enough to worry about and he
doesn�t know about me yet,� said Eve�s companion.

You couldn�t be more
wrong about that Lindsey, Angel thought as he prepared to move in on the
couple.

He was a step away from leaping up to the balcony when the
voice of a third person emerged from inside the apartment. Angel froze as Eve
and Lindsey ran into the interior of the home.

�Where am I? What
have you done with my parents?� Connor�s voice pleaded with his captors. They had his son. Angel didn�t hesitate a second longer. He was on the balcony and ripping the french
doors off of their hinges in the blink of an eye, but he was forcefully stopped
from entering the apartment. Angel
roared in frustrated rage and his face morphed, showiis dis demon to the three
people who were staring at him from the living room. Angel could see that Connor was handcuffed to
the radiator, and the boy was looking at him in confusion and fear. Eve looked a little shocked and Lindsey was
looking at him with a smug, self-satisfied smirk on his face.

�Well, well, well, look who the cat dragged in. Well, �in� isn�t exactly true I guess. The cat can�t issue an invitation and I sure
as hell won�t. I guess you�re outta luck
big boy,� Lindsey taunted.

Eve composed herself and came to stand next to Lindsey. Sounds were coming out of their mouths, but
Angel�s full attention was on the young man who was chained up behind
them. At first, Connor was staring at
Angel fearfully. The revulsion on
Connor�s face stung his very soupan pan style='mso-spacerun:yes'> But,
as the seconds ticked by, Connor�s face changed.n
sn
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The look of fright slowly changed to
confusion, and Angel could tell the boy was struggling with something internal
and unseen. Angel�s face returned to
human and he groaned in despair when his face changed yet again and a look of
recognition, of knowing, and of madness entered his eyes. He watched, helpless, as Connor looked at his
chained hands and jerking once, quickly, ripped the pipe he was chained to
loose antangtangled his hands.

�Connor,� Angel yelled, devastated by the look of hatred
that shot from his sons wild eyes, the murderous rage etched in the features of
his face. Angel watched, helpless without the needed invitation, from
the balcony. Connor was choking Lindsey,
oblivious to the sounds of the other man�s gasps for air. His attention was reserved for his
father.

�Hello, Daddy,� Connor sneered. �Long time, no see. How about a little welcome home present from
me to you?�

�Connor, no, you don�t have to. . .� Angel�s plea was interrupted
by the sound of Lindsey�s neck snapping and his body crumpling to the
floor. Angel staggered back from the doorway,
temporarily defeated by the realiza tha that Connor was even more lost and
imbalanced than he had been in the sporting goods store, ready to kill
Cordelia.

Connor took full advantage of his father�s grief-induced
weakness. He charged through the french
doors on the balcony and flew at Angel in a fury. His punches were quick and forceful, his
knuckles quickly becoming bloody. He
didn�t seem to notice that his father wasn�t fighting back, wasn�t defending
himself. Connor snarled, pulling his fist
back to drive into Angel�s cut face yet again.
This time the impact drove Angel to his knees. Connor used the opportunity to snap-kick the
fallen man in the face. Angel fell to
the cold concrete of the balcony, dazed with pain and grief. His son continued to kick him viciously,
uncontrollably. Connor only stopped when
Angel had lost consciousness.

Breathing hard, Connor looked down at the vampire sprawled
on the ground. I�ll make him pay, he thought.

Twenty minutes later he looked up from the book of dark
magic that he had found in the apartment.
The portal that he had opened glowed a soft blue. Connor smiled.The dimension that he was sending his father
to wouldn�t be difficult to escape from, but the time there moved so slowly
that when Angel found his way back, Connor would have finished punishing all of
the people who deserved it. His smile
turned to a feral grin when he considered the possibility that everyone who
Angel cared about might be dead when he got back�one way or another.

Angel stirred, beginning to gain consciousness. He felt Connor dragging him across the floor,
he smelled the burning candles and the odor of something unfamiliar, he felt
the coolness billowing out from a point just in front of him. And then he felt it all melt away before
falling with a jolt onto a very hard surface.
Angel groaned at the pain in his battered body, and struggled to open
his eyes.

When he saw the grey, barren landscape and the orange-tinted
sky streaked with purple lightening, he groaned and closed his eyes again.

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