LM topic challenge 22 winter in my heart
Title: Can't Get Any Lower
Song: Winter in My Heart
Character: Connor
Rating: PG-14
Pairing(s): Connor/Cordelia Connor/Faith Connor/Alexia
Fandom(s): Angel the series/ BTVS/Spider-man
Author's Note: Based on the future storyline from fandom_muses It's just a prediction of how things will go down.
It should be harder to make the choice to leave everyone and jump into another dimension with Faith. It should be harder to leave his parents, Cordelia, and the only family he has known. Connor hates prophecies. He really wishes his name would stay out of them. When he is first told about the new one he laughs. It's ridiculous, really. Alexia is his niece. She's like a surrogate daughter. He helped to raise her for the first month of her life. He has been a constant in her life from the first day she took a breath. He would never try to kill her. She would never try to kill them. They're family.
Then things get complicated. Alexia is looking at him differently than she used too. He can feel the heat in the gaze from her dark eyes, her mother's eyes, and it makes him uncomfortable. He shrugs it off. Chalks it up to hormones of a teenager forced to grow up too soon. They keep running into each other in the hotel. He's been slammed up against the wall more than once by a little girl trying to be a woman. There is something about the way she looks at him that makes him think of how her father looks at his father. That same obsessive determination that can be kind of intoxicating to be on the receiving end of. But she's just a child. Practically his child. Not that family ties have ever really stopped him before.
He tries to distance himself from her. He tries to stay away from the hotel. A place that used too feel too big suddenly feels too confined. He can smell her all through the hotel and it's driving him crazy. Cordelia is noticing the changes in him. She's not blind. She is picking up on how things are turning around.
"I love you," he tells her as he's fucking her so hard that neither of them can barely catch their breath. She digs her nails so deep into his skin that blood pools to the surface. Good. He wants to be marked by Cordelia. It's a sign that he has made a choice.
"I love you, Connor," Alexia says in that sultry voice that is entirely too much like both her parents. He's pinned against a wall and she is wearing that Catholic School girl uniform and christ he can barely breathe. Her hands are so soft. Her touch is so rough. He's drowning in the darkness and he realizes that maybe there is truth to that prophecy after all. They are going to drag each other so far into the dark no parents will be able to reach them.
It should be so hard to walk away from his life, but when Faith tells him her plan he agrees quickly. The three thousand miles that Harry seems to think will fix everything is just a drop in the bucket of what will be needed to keep Alexia and Connor apart. "Let's go," he tells Faith after writing his letters to his parents, Cordy, Harry and Alexia. By the time anyone finds the words scribbled on parchment, he and Faith will be long gone.
The new dimension isn't what either of them expected, but really they shouldn't be surprised. There are dark woods and glimpses of fairy tales that children with normal childhoods grow up on. Faith and Connor never had a normal childhood. Hand in hand, watching each others backs, clinging to the only family they have left, they make their way through the stories with the knowledge that there are no happily ever afters.
Song: Winter in My Heart
Character: Connor
Rating: PG-14
Pairing(s): Connor/Cordelia Connor/Faith Connor/Alexia
Fandom(s): Angel the series/ BTVS/Spider-man
Author's Note: Based on the future storyline from fandom_muses It's just a prediction of how things will go down.
It should be harder to make the choice to leave everyone and jump into another dimension with Faith. It should be harder to leave his parents, Cordelia, and the only family he has known. Connor hates prophecies. He really wishes his name would stay out of them. When he is first told about the new one he laughs. It's ridiculous, really. Alexia is his niece. She's like a surrogate daughter. He helped to raise her for the first month of her life. He has been a constant in her life from the first day she took a breath. He would never try to kill her. She would never try to kill them. They're family.
Then things get complicated. Alexia is looking at him differently than she used too. He can feel the heat in the gaze from her dark eyes, her mother's eyes, and it makes him uncomfortable. He shrugs it off. Chalks it up to hormones of a teenager forced to grow up too soon. They keep running into each other in the hotel. He's been slammed up against the wall more than once by a little girl trying to be a woman. There is something about the way she looks at him that makes him think of how her father looks at his father. That same obsessive determination that can be kind of intoxicating to be on the receiving end of. But she's just a child. Practically his child. Not that family ties have ever really stopped him before.
He tries to distance himself from her. He tries to stay away from the hotel. A place that used too feel too big suddenly feels too confined. He can smell her all through the hotel and it's driving him crazy. Cordelia is noticing the changes in him. She's not blind. She is picking up on how things are turning around.
"I love you," he tells her as he's fucking her so hard that neither of them can barely catch their breath. She digs her nails so deep into his skin that blood pools to the surface. Good. He wants to be marked by Cordelia. It's a sign that he has made a choice.
"I love you, Connor," Alexia says in that sultry voice that is entirely too much like both her parents. He's pinned against a wall and she is wearing that Catholic School girl uniform and christ he can barely breathe. Her hands are so soft. Her touch is so rough. He's drowning in the darkness and he realizes that maybe there is truth to that prophecy after all. They are going to drag each other so far into the dark no parents will be able to reach them.
It should be so hard to walk away from his life, but when Faith tells him her plan he agrees quickly. The three thousand miles that Harry seems to think will fix everything is just a drop in the bucket of what will be needed to keep Alexia and Connor apart. "Let's go," he tells Faith after writing his letters to his parents, Cordy, Harry and Alexia. By the time anyone finds the words scribbled on parchment, he and Faith will be long gone.
The new dimension isn't what either of them expected, but really they shouldn't be surprised. There are dark woods and glimpses of fairy tales that children with normal childhoods grow up on. Faith and Connor never had a normal childhood. Hand in hand, watching each others backs, clinging to the only family they have left, they make their way through the stories with the knowledge that there are no happily ever afters.