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Family Ties. by hisluv
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Family Ties.

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Key.

o * Sentences/ words with asterisks around them, and are in italics are direct thoughts *.


o Random italic words in a sentence are emphasis.


o “Italics with speech marks” signify that what is being said within the speech marks is some distance away.


o Bold is Onomatopoeia.

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A/N- Angel’s age that he looks like which is mentioned in here, is based on an
episode from season 1, I think, one that I’ve only seen one time, a long time ago.
It’s when it shows Angel before being a vampire, being turned and killing his
family. It says about him living 27 years, and shows a gravestone where his
birth date and ‘death date’ are 27 years apart. Was it the one where Penn was
recreating the murders Angelus did?


Anyway, it’s sort of set pre- Illyria, but it’s different anyway, as Fred and Cordy don’t die.


Disclaimer- damn I’m poor!


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Chapter 1- Amy


Harmony looked up as someone approached her desk.


“May I help you?” She asked.


Startled, the girl looked down at Harmony, her eyes big and blue.


The vampire blinked. “Do I know you? Only your eyes…”


“Do you know Connor?” The girl asked in an English accent.


“Yeah, sure. He comes in here sometimes.”


“Is he here now?”


Harmony studied the girl. She looked frightened, and lord knows she smelt it. “Hey, are you okay?”


“I’m fine. I guess Connor’s not here, then. Okay,” She glanced around fearfully. “I’ll go. Bye.”


Harmony shrugged and watched as she walked away. Weird girl. She was dressed weird, too. It looked like some sort of shift or petticoat. Oh well, she shrugged and went back to studying her nails.


* What do I do, now? * Amy asked herself. * Connor’s not here. I need his help; he has to help me. Wait… *

“Hey,” she said, turning around. “Do you know where he lives? Or any other way I can contact him?”


The woman shook her head. “No, sorry. But I know someone who does. Hang on.”


Amy perked up and went right up to the desk, watching as the woman punched in a sequence of numbers.


“Hey, boss. There’s someone here that needs to see Connor. Do you have his address or something? What? Okay, I’ll send her in.”


Amy jumped up from where she had been leaning on the desk. “What? In? But I don’t want to…”


“It’s okay, it’s Connor’s dad.”


* Dad?! Oh god. *


In a daze, she was shuffled in to an office with several people sat at a table.


“Hi,” Said a tall, dark-haired man. “I’m Angel. Connor’s dad. Do I know you?”


Amy took a step back. “No.” * How can he be Connor’s dad? He’s what… twenty seven? *


“Oh. It’s just that you smell…” He continued.


* Smell?! *


“Anyway. This is Fred, Gunn, Wesley, Lorne, ex-circus. You’ve met Harmony, and this is…”


“Amy.” The man said, standing up.


Amy’s eyes widened further as she studied the man. “W-William?” * William? William? Oh god… * She cradled her stomach and started to sway, causing Spike to shout out in alarm. The next thing she knew, she was cradled in a strong arm.


“It’s okay, Amy, Baby. I’ve got you.”


Angel and the others watched in amazement as Spike kissed the girl on her forehead.


“What’s wrong, luv?”


Amy turned her gaze away from Spike’s and kept her mouth closed.


“You’re hiding something. You…” Spike sniffed deeply and looked at her accusingly. “You’re preggers, luv. Who did this to you?” He thought about it, and looked at her. “You wanted to see Connor. Was it him?”


“No, Will, it… Yes, but…” She winced as a look of pure rage came across his face.


“Okay, next time I see him, he’ll be pushing up daisies.” Spike stood up and marched towards the door.


“Will, no!” Amy shouted. Spike turned around.


“God dammit, Aims, you’re fourteen years old!”


“I know, Will.” She lowered her voice. “I know.” Spike came over to her and held her close.


“And you’re my little sis, Baby. I protect you.”


“Yeah. Yeah you do.” She sighed.


Just then, the door was pushed open, and someone came through.


“Hi dad, hey guys. What’s going on? Amy?!”


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