Original Fic:
Holding The Baby, by
kindkitRemix: One's Own Truth [Wesley, Angel, Connor, 100 Words, Rated G] by
juliet42 He's wrong, either that or the prophecy is. Looking at Connor in Angel's arms Wesley knows he's wrong.
Watching them, a certain moment came to the forefront of his mind. He was seven, staring at a photo of a father very much in love with his child. He found the look foreign, even then.
His own childhood trying to pull him back.
It was only momentary though. He'd moved on, found solace now, in Angel and Connor, so full of love and joy.
It makes him wonder how he could've even considered the possibility - It didn't matter anymore. He was wrong.