Fic: Embrace Our Silent Dreams - Ch. 1
Title: Embrace Our Silent Dreams
Author: Kyra
Disclaimer: 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/Dawn
Spoilers: Spn, Anything up to ‘Provenance’ 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: So, here’s the sequel to Footprints In Our Hearts, I hope you like it! Also, this takes place just over a year after Footprints.
A/N2: Title comes the quote ‘Some people come into our lives and quickly go…Some stay for a while and embrace our silent dreams.’ It comes from the same poem that the title to Footprints In Our Hearts came from. The poem is called Some People and is by Flavia Weedn.
A/N3: Thanks once again go to the wonderful TouchoftheWind for the AMAZING banner! :)
Chapter 1: We Need Help
Connor sighed as he ran his hand through his hair, flopping down on the couch in the lobby of the Hyperion Hotel. “We need help,” He said looking at the tall brunette who sprawled out next to him on the couch.
The brunette merely nodded.
“I’m serious, Dawn,” Connor said, “I think we’re in over our heads here. This is definitely not our area of expertise.”
Dawn sat up and turned to look at Connor, “I know that. I was agreeing with you. Did you hear me arguing?”
Connor sighed again. “I know. Sorry. I’m just stressing; I mean, my dad’s been missing for the past three weeks and we haven’t been able to turn up any leads.”
“I know; but do you honestly think that Buffy or Willow or Faith or any of the others are going to be able to help? This isn’t their area of expertise any more than it is ours,” Dawn said as she leaned tiredly against Connor’s side.
Connor wrapped his arm around Dawn’s shoulder and leaned his head on top of hers. “Hmmm, true,” He agreed, “But I do know someone who might be able to help.”
Dawn sat up again, “Really? Who?” She asked curiously.
“Remember that friend of mine from school that I told you about? From the looks of things this is right up his alley. Granted, all we have to go on is the sulfur, but it’s not like we have any other leads. Can’t hurt to ask,” Connor replied.
Dawn nodded, “Yeah, I remember who you’re talking about. But do you even know how to get a hold of him? You said he took off at the beginning of last school year. A lot can happen in a year.”
“I know. I figure I’ll try his cell, see if it’s still on, if not you can do your thing on the computer and find his new number. If you can’t find it, we’ll get Willow to find it for us. Like I said, it can’t hurt to try,” Connor said.
Dawn sighed and slouched against Connor again. “You’re right,” She said, “It’s not like we can make any less progress than we have already. Why don’t you go ahead and try calling. That way, if I need to find a new number for him I can start looking as soon as possible.”
Connor nodded and shifted so that he could pull his cell phone out of his pocket. He quickly scrolled through the numbers in his phone until he found the right name. Clicking the ‘call’ button, he lifted the phone to his ear and smiled slightly as he heard it start to ring. “It’s ringing,” He told Dawn, who smiled back at him and tiredly snuggled further into Connor’s side. A few moments later, Connor sighed with relief as he heard a familiar voice drift across the line. “Sam? It’s Connor. I need your help.”