TITLE: Sire & Childe

 

AUTHOR: mana0819

 

DISCLAIMER: I donft owe anything from ANGEL or BTVS. They belong to Joss, WB, Mutant Enemy, etc. I owe Tracy and other characters I made.

SPOILERS: Beginning of Season 4

RATING: I'd say it's R because of sexual related language and the m/m relationship but there won't be any slash! Don't worry!

PAIRINGS: A/S (LOL), C/D, W/F, C/T

SUMMARY: Silly AU fic! Set after Spike got his soul back and come back to US. But he does'nt go to Sunnydale and goes to LA! To see the love of his life! Who do you think? LOL. Its already written in above. Yeah! That's right! It's Angel!!!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: In this story, there are some major changes. 1: Doyle isn't dead! 2: B/S, A/C and C/C never happened!! 3: Connor was kidnapped to the Hell but he escaped from Hell and came to the Hyperion. He's lived with Angel and the AI members since then. He is a junior at McDowell High School in LA. 4: Spike is Angel's Childe not Drusilla's!

I hope you enjoy the story! R&R!!!!!


Chapter 1

"ANGEEEEEEEEEEL!!!!!!" a loud shriek was echoed in the hotel. Everybody was so calm. They were already used to this. Every time Cordelia called her boss's name, they used to put their hands to their ears to prevent from having a headache for the rest of the day.

"You don't have to scream, Cordelia. I'm right here," Angel said with annoyance on his face.

"You have a phone call. It's the bitch of the year who tried to seduce you!" Cordelia said to her boss.

"You mean Mrs. Stevens?"

"No."

"Mrs. Holmes?"

"No."

"Ms. Collins?

"No."

"Then who is it?" Angel asked finally.

"Mrs. Miller! Connor's school's principal!" Cordelia exclaimed.

"Oh. What does she want?" Angel asked.

"I don't know! Answer the phone already!" Cordelia said angrily.

Angel walked to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello," Angel said.

"Hello. Mr. O'Brien. I am Mrs. Miller the principal of McDowell High School. I would like you to come to school and get your son. We will talk about this later at school," Mrs. Miller said with sarcastically.

"Okay. What has he done this time?"

"Nothing much. He just broke Mr. Anderson's car," she said still with a lot of sarcasm.

"I will be there in 20 minutes," Angel said and hang up the phone.

He picked his duster mumbling about what the bitch was going to bitch about. He had to go to the school to get his son from the principal twice a month.....at least. Connor never meant to cause any troubles. He was a little bit stronger than the other students because his parents were vampires so he was in trouble. Sometimes, he could not control his strength when he was upset or angry and just broke a desk or a door. That was not his fault. When Angel thought how his son being hated by most of the teachers, he felt guilty and brooded for a long time after that. If only he was a normal human. If only Connor was born in a normal family. He felt sorry for him.

"I will be out for a couple of hours. It's still sunny so I have to use the sewer," Angel implied his employees.

"Okay, Angel. We will be fine for a couple of hours," Wesley said.


Angel walked out of the door which led to the sewer. He walked for about 10 minutes. When he turned left, he saw a body lying on the ground. Angel's unneeded breath was taken away. He knew who he was suddenly when he smelled the scent. The eau de Cologne he himself gave to him. He never thought he had been wearing the one for these years.

He dashed to the body. Sure it was Spike. His Childe. His Spike. He checked his body and he did not see any huge cut or wounds. He had some small cut on his face and his arms. Angel smelled vodka. Spike must have drunk a lot.

Angel decided to take him to the hotel and take care of the cuts. He had heard about the chip from Giles so he did not worry that Spike might hurt someone. But he was worried. He was worried to sick about Spike. What was he doing in LA? Why did he drink so much? Why? Why? Why? He could not stop questioning.


When he returned to the hotel, his employees were gone somewhere. The hotel was so quiet and he could hear the footsteps of himself. He carried Spike to a spare room and laid his Childe down on the bed.

He went down to the lobby and got a first-aid kit. When he was back at the room, he looked at his Childe. He was still beautiful.....more beautiful than he had seen him last time. He walked over to him and patched up the cuts. He looked so peaceful. He had never seen the Childe being in so much peace. He smiled at the sight. He gazed at him for a while.

"Angel? Are you home?"

He hared a voice which called his name. He didnt hear the front door opened. He slowly rose up and went out of the room throwing a last glance at the sleeping Childe.

"Hi guys. Where have you been?" Angel asked.

"We got a phone call shortly after you left. So we were off to slay some vampires," Doyle answered.

"Anyway, how was the chat with the bitch?" Cordelia asked to her boss.

"Bitch?" Angel asked confusedly.

"Mrs. Miller!! Connor's school's principal!! You already forgot?" Cordelia said bluntly.

"Oh yeah. Connor's......... CONNOR!!!!!!!!!!!" Angel shouted loudly and stormed out of the door.

Others just looked at the almost broken door in surprise.

"What the Hell is going on?" Gunn asked.

"I don't know. We just have to wait for him to come back. So we are off till then!!" Cordelia said cheerfully and turned the TV on. She sat down on the sofa.


"I am so sorry! I'm late," Angel hurried into the Principal Miller's office.

"Mr. O'Brien!!!!! You said you would come in 20 minutes!! What time on the earth do you think it is?? I have waited for 2 hours!!!!!!" Principal Miller rebated Angel strictly.

"I am sorry! There was an emergency coming up and I totally forgot about this," Angel apologized.

"I can not believe you!!!! You say you forgot about your son?? I now understand why Mr. Connor O'Brien is making so much trouble!! It is because of YOU!!! I can not blame his behavior for himself because it is your fault!!! What? How old in the world are you?? You do not look much older than 30!!!! How old on the earth were you, when you had him??? I can not believe this!!" Principal Miller rebuked Angel sharply.

"You know nothing about me or Dad!!!! I don't care what you say about me but do never ever say anything about my Dad!! If you do again, I'll rip your throat out!!" Connor shouted to the principal.

"CONNOR!!!!!!!" Angel scolded his son.

"I am so sorry what he has just said. I will talk to him later about this," Angel apologized to the principal.

"I will let this go by. But if he insults again, he will be suspended or possibly be expelled. I warned you," Principal warned them strictly.

"I understand. Thank you for kindness. It will never happen again. I will make sure of it," Angel assured.

Angel and Connor got out of the principal's office. Connor was still angry that his Dad forgot about him.

"What was an emergency that was more important than me?" Connor asked angrily.

"I said I was sorry. Don't be so angry," Angel said to his son.

"You haven't answered the question yet," Connor said still in anger.

"On the way to come to school, I found a body which belonged to my old friend. He was unconscious so I took him to the hotel and laid him on a bed. I took care of some cuts on his face and arms. Okay?" Angel said slightly bluntly.

"Oh. Okay. I'm sorry, Dad. I shouldn't have judged you before hearing the story. So is Cordelia or someone taking care of him now?" Connor apologized to his father and asked.

"No. They don't even know he is at the hotel........ OH MY FUCKIN' GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!" he swore loudly and stormed out of the school carrying Connor in one arm.

"What the hell is going on?? DAD????"

 

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