Title: Mislead 1/13
Author: Savage
Email: NatashaQuinn@aol.com
Pairing: Angel/Cordy Wes/Faith Gunn/Fred Buffy/Giles
Rating: M over all
Spoilers: For Season Three, I don't know the name of the Eps but yes, there are
Spoilers for Season Three Angel
Date: 3/14/2002
NOTE: Roflmao, um Milkie, u are SO going to be reading this FOREVER!! *g* I
hope u like it and HAPPY Birthday Hun! And special thanks to MORR!! *hugs*
thank u sis, u actually took time out of beating me to help me *g*
(Angel Investigation)
Wesley walked into his office with his arms full of papers fully expecting it to be empty. Lord knows it should have been. It was HIS office after all. However, when he entered he was greeted, and not so pleasantly, by Gunn fondling Fred right there on of his desk. Again!
Sighing, Wes shifted his weight from one foot to another. It wasn't that he minded this, well maybe a little, it was his office after all. But to have to see it everyday, all day when he's so tired and no closer to any clues on figuring out what the bleeding hell was going on with Angel and this damn prophecy... It was just a little much for him at that moment.
After several minutes of trying to find a discreet way to break up this love feast in His office, Wesley cleared his throat.
Gunn and Fred pulled apart, both smiling shyly. "Oh, um, hi Wesley" Fred said with a giggle as Gunn cooed to her.
"Oh, aren't u just the cutest little thing when you do that?" Then planted another searing kiss to her lips. Wes groaned in disgust and went to his desk. This was THE last thing he needed after staying up the last three nights doing research for Angel.
"Yes, um, well, while that's all rather, lovely and quite disturbing all in one cute little package, can you leave now?" Laying his papers down, Wes lifted his head and sighed when Gunn gave Fred one more long, lingering kiss.
"Geeze Wes, what's wrong with you?"
"You mean besides the total lack of sleep in the last 72 hours? Besides the hot, nutritious meals that my body is in desperate need for but hasn't had? And then finding you two in here making out on MY desk? For the third time in a day. Gee, hmm, let me think about that one for a moment"
"Um Gunn, maybe we should go," Fred said quietly as she pulled Gunn's hand and lead him out.
Wesley knew that he was a little harsh but, he was tired, dead tired, and his eyes hurt, his neck was throbbing and that bloody prophecy he found about Angel killing his son, well that was just was throwing him for a loop. How could Angel kill his own son? He loved Connor. Wesley knew that.
Hell anyone would know that by the way Angel acts with the boy. So what the bloody hell was this prophecy all about?
And why was Holtz so hell bent on making sure Connor was no where near Angel by tonight? Wesley knew he had to do something, but if he told Angel what he found, who knows how he would handle that. Plus, going to see his archenemy behind Angel's back won't score him any brownie points either. Yet someone had to get Connor away from here before Holtz arrived tonight and before Angel could hurt the his son.
Not that Wesley believed Angel would, but according to this prophecy, Angel wouldn't be able to control himself. He would -
"Hey Wes," the vampire whispered with a smile firmly on his lips, interrupting Wesley's train of thought as the demon entered his office. Connor was in his arms, sleeping peacefully while Wesley quickly hid the papers on his desk. Papers that held scribblings of what he had found out so far about the prophecy concerning Angel.
After covering said papers up, Wes flashed a tired smile to his friend. "Good afternoon Angel."
"You look beat. You been here all night?"
"Um, well, yes actually. I haven't found anything on that demon you asked about, so I thought I ought to stay here till -"
"Geez Wes, your not Superman. You need sleep. You look like shit."
"Yes, well, thanks."
Chuckling Angel moved Connor softly in his arms, towards his left shoulder, and sat down on the edge of Wesley's desk.
"Hey Wes, if there was something bothering you, you would tell me right?"
Wesley panicked for a moment, then regained his composure. "What, um, yes, yes of course I would."
"Good, cause you and I, we're friends. Best friends I would even say, wouldn't you?"
"Y-Yes, I-I would say that."
"Good. A-And friends, they tell each other stuff, all the time right? Stuff that they can trust with that friend. Stuff that wouldn't accidentally get to another friend. Right?"
"Um, yes?"
"Good. So, Wes, is there something you wanna tell me?"
"M-me?"
"Yeah, you."
"Uh, um, I-I, I don't know what -"
"Come on Wes, Cordy slipped all ready-"
"C-C-ordy? How did she know-"
"Cause she planned it. Come on Wes, give. I all ready know!"
"She planned it? Angel I-I'm afraid I don't know what your talking about"
"Oh your good Wes" Angel chuckled as he looked down at Connor and smiled.
"He's so small, ya know? So, dependent on me."
"Yes," Wesley answered simply. What game was Angel playing? Did he know about the prophecy? And how the hell did Cordelia find out?
Angel was lost in thought it seemed for a bit then shook his head and sighed, "Anyway, Wes, thanks."
"For?"
Angel laughed and stood, "Boy you are good with secrets. Look I know about the party and thanks. I haven't been able to tell Cordy how I feel yet and part of me is still shaking from the realization that she might feel the same. But, I know you helped her plan the surprise for my birthday tonight. It means a lot to me Wes. I've never had such great, close friends before. Well, besides Buffy and Giles. Though I think Giles still wants to kill me everytime he sees me."
"Well, on his defense, you did torture him for hours on end for your own pleasure."
"Yeah, thanks for bringing that one up pal."
"Sorry."
Angel smiled and squared his shoulders. "No, your right and till the day he dies, I will keep trying to make it up to him. Till then, I'm just glad he and Buffy are together and happy."
"Yeah, me too. Who would have thought?"
Chuckling Angel said, "Not me that's for sure. But hey, stranger things have happened, right? I mean look at you and Faith."
"What about us?"
"Nothing, I just mean, that's kinda weird, no? She tried to kill you and here you two are, two years later and still together."
"She was going through some hard times, 'Mr. I never did anything wrong'."
With a small laugh Angel rocked Connor in his arms. "Yeah, I hear that. I mean, I even tried to kill Cordy back in Sunnydale. And look us now. We're best friends. I can tell her anything and not be afraid that she might judge me for my past mistakes."
"She has definitely come a long way."
"She sure has," Angel said quietly but with a large smile. "So, um Wes, now for my favor?"
"Favor?"
"Yeah, um, can you watch Connor for me for couple hours? I don't have anything to wear and I wanna look good for Cordy tonight. I'm hoping tonight will be the night I tell her just how much she means to me"
"Um, yes. Yes of course I wouldn't mind."
"Great. Thanks Uncle Wes. Okay Connor, here we go, here's Uncle Wes, now you be good to him, he's not use to small things whining all the time. Oh wait, your dating Faith, I guess-"
"Hey! Unless u wanna be a big pile of ash in the next three seconds, I suggest you take that back buddy." Faith chimed in as she entered the room and took Connor into her arms.
"Oh, hi Faith," Angel smiled as she glared at him then turned to Wesley and dropped a kiss to his lips.
"Hiya stud."
"Afternoon Luv."
"I knew you were standing there all along," Angel said with a grin.
"Yeah sure you did, you jerk."
Angel chuckled and watched Faith cradle Connor against her chest. Who would have thought Faith could be so kind and gentle. Must be Wesley's influence, Angel thought as he walked to the watcher and slapped him on his back. "OK Buddy, I'm off. And thanks again"
"Oh, uh, sure, all right, no problem. You have fun now. And don't you worry about Connor, he's in good hands."
Angel grinned and kissed his baby boy on the top of his head. "Yeah I know he is. See ya later little guy." With one last smile Angel headed out the door and towards the sewers.