Calling In Back Up
Embrace Our Silent DreamsAuthor:
If you recognize it, I don’t own it! If I did, I probably wouldn’t be writing fanfiction.Summary:
When Angel goes missing, Connor calls a friend from school for help and is shocked when the man who left footprints in his heart shows up as well.Pairing:
Connor/Dean, possible Sam/DawnSpoilers:
Spn, Anything up to ‘Provenance’, excluding ‘Shadow’, is fair game. BtVS/Ats, Series Finales for both shows and completely ignores the comics, cos I don’t read them.Warnings: SLASH!!!!!
You have been warned; don’t like it, don’t read.A/N:
Okay, I know it’s been like, forevers since I updated this…sorry! I hit a total writer’s block with this fic, I know what I want to happen, it’s just getting it written so that I like it that’s a problem. This one’s pretty short, but I hope it’s not too bad. Review, please?
Chapter 12: Calling In Back Up
“Hey, I think I found something!” Dawn exclaimed as she quickly reread the passage in front of her.
“What is it?” Sam asked as he stood from his own seat and moved to stand behind Dawn, leaning close as he read over her shoulder.
Connor and Dean merely smirked at the two, amused that either of them thought they were being at all sneaky.
Dean and Sam had been there for a week so far, and in that week, not only had Connor and Dean’s relationship solidified itself, but Sam and Dawn had quickly grown close. Starting the day after the two had gone to Caritas, the two were constantly exchanging small touches, glances and smiles. Apparently, they thought they were being subtle about it. They really weren’t. It didn’t help that Connor had seen Sam sneaking out of Dawn’s room early that morning.
Making a mental note to have a ‘chat’ with Sam later, Connor tuned back in to what Dawn was saying.
“I think this is what we’re looking for,” Dawn said. “It mentions Angel, ‘the vampire with a soul, the one with the angelic face,’ and using his ‘darkness within’ to bring the world to hell. It doesn’t really say much about the Big Bad, but there is a timeline, and it fits. A little too closely, actually. If this is what’s going down, it’s happening tomorrow night.”
“Is there any way to find out where it’s gonna happen?” Connor asked, looking worried.
Dawn shook her head, “It doesn’t look like there’s a specific location needed, but from what I can tell, whoever’s doing it will be drawing on a lot of power to do this since they won’t be able to take Angel’s soul, so they’ll need to basically magically bypass it to get to Angelus. That’ll take a lot of power, and I think I should be able to find them if I look for high concentrations of power. We probably want to call Willow, though. And Faith and Spike, we’re going to need some back up.”
“What about Buffy?” Connor asked. “She’ll be pissed if we don’t tell her.”
“She’s going to be pissed anyway,” Dawn replied. “We’ve already kept this from her long enough to mean there will be hell to pay. But you’re right. We should call her too. Maybe we’ll get lucky and she’ll take all her anger out on the Big Bad.”
Connor nodded and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. “I’ll call Willow, Faith, and Spike; you call Buffy,” he said as he hit the speed dial for Willow.
“Thanks,” Dawn said dryly. “I can just feel how much you love me.”
“She’s your sister,” Connor pointed out as Willow’s voice came across the line. “Willow? Hey, we have a problem…”
A few hours later, the four sat in the lobby of the hotel waiting for Willow to arrive with Buffy, Faith, and Spike.
“So what should we expect?” Dean asked as he glanced at his boyfriend.
Connor shrugged. “Well, Willow’s the most powerful witch on the planet, but also one of the coolest. She’s wicked smart and tends to babble a lot. Faith is…Faith.”
“Well, that was clear,” Dean snorted.
“He’s right, though,” Dawn said. “Faith is kind of hard to describe. She’s a very sexual person and quite the bad ass, though she’s also sensitive and shit when the situation calls for it. Spike’s actually kind of similar. He acts like this total bad ass, but he writes poetry and is a total romantic. He used to babysit me when I was younger. Doesn’t really fit with the bad ass image, you know?”
“And Buffy,” Connor said, jumping back in, “is the senior Slayer. She may portray herself as a ditzy cheerleader type on occasion, but don’t let it fool you. And she’s very, very protective of those she loves or considers hers.” He smirked at Sam. “So, you probably don’t want to let her know you spent last night in Dawn’s room. Big talk later, by the way.”
Connor and Dean grinned as Sam’s eyes went wide and Dawn started sputtering.
“H-how did you…” Dawn asked, trailing off before she completed the question.
Connor shrugged. “I saw him sneaking out of your room this morning,” he replied.
Before anyone could say anything else, there was a bright flash of light in the center of the room. When it faded, four new people stood there.
“Well, hello, salty-goodness,” Faith said as her eyes swept over the two Winchesters.
“Faith, focus,” Buffy stated.
“I am focusing,” Faith replied with a grin.
“I think she meant to focus on the fact that Angel’s been kidnapped and someone’s going to use him to suck the world into Hell tomorrow night,” Willow said bemusedly.
“Besides, I think they’re both already taken,” Spike said as he looked over Connor, Dean, Dawn, and Sam, his eyes narrowing as they focused on Sam and how close he was standing to his Niblet.
Faith’s grin widened as she turned to look at Connor. “You have a boyfriend?” she asked gleefully.
Connor groaned at the look on Faith’s face, knowing his friend would be interrogating him about Dean the first chance she got.
“Right, well, since we’re kind of short on time here,” Willow started, fixing a level gaze on each of the Winchesters for a few moments, “if either of you hurts either of them, I will beat you death with a shovel. Understood?”
Dean and Sam both nodded silently. Sam froze as he noticed Spike still glaring at him.
“And if you hurt my Niblet, I’ll show exactly how I got the name ‘Spike.” Spike added.
“And I’ll rip your ribcage out and wear it as a hat,” Buffy said. “That goes for both of you.”
“And me,” Faith grinned darkly, “well, I’ll just gut you. I have a thing for knives, you see…”
“Right, hurt them and die; got it,” Dean muttered as he stared at the four newcomers.
“Can we work on finding my dad now?” Connor asked with a sigh.
“Right.” Willow nodded before slipping into business mode. “Dawnie, I need you, Connor, Buffy, and Spike with me. We’re gonna try and find high concentrations of power where they may be holding Angel. Between the two of us we should be able to break through the spells they have holding Angel enough to find him; Buffy, Connor, and Spike will act as focuses since they’re all connected to Angel.”
“And us?” Sam asked, motioning to himself, Dean, and Faith.
“Try Willy’s again, see if he knows anything new or anything about what’s going down tomorrow night,” Buffy said. “And if he doesn’t know anything, maybe try Lorne’s, see if he can tell you anything.”
Faith nodded and led the two men out of the hotel, a small grin slipping over her face as they went. The poor guys had no idea what they were in for.
“Do you think sending them out with Faith was a good idea?” Connor asked as he watched his boyfriend leave the hotel with one of his best friends.
“Tactically, yes; socially, especially where your love lives are concerned, definitely not,” Buffy replied.
Connor and Dawn both groaned in unison as they imagined all the things their friend might say to their boyfriends.
“Right, let’s get to finding the poof,” Spike said as he looked at Willow. “Magic room?”
Willow nodded and the four of them headed off down the hall to the magic room, Connor and Dawn glancing nervously back at the door Faith, Dean and Sam had disappeared through as they went.
Sorry it was so short and that you had to wait so long for it. I hope it wasn’t too bad. Review, please?