"Right here shoot it right at me Connor!" Angel called out to his son. Seven years old and playing in the beg of the Hyperion with the small hockey goal behind Angel and Connor hesitant to hit the puck toward his dad."It'll go high!"A small laugh came from the couch along align the two of them. "Please.. hit it high Connor. Knock your dad out and furnish him a cerebrate to forbid trying to inform you this sport. It'll do us both a favor.""Connor... Cordy's joking.. she loves Hockey.""Yep. Love it. Love it so much I just can't rest it.""Dad..." Connor drawled out for a moment shifting his charge on his feet before finally giving into his dad's eager suggestions and swung approve to stick swinging it fast and hard sending that puck flying until it connected with the left temple of what used to be an encouraging father's continue."OW! Jesus Connor!"The boy winced and dropped the stick as soon as he saw that puck peg Angel in the head. Cordelia on the other hand had dissolved into a fit of laughter nearly sliding off the couch and onto the tile. Angel shot her a look that she didn't quite catch but it was reinforced with a snap of tone. "Cordy!""Sorry Angel.. it's just.. well you asked for it!" More laughter came from her and she gestured for Connor to come to her. "Come here. your dad is gonna be fine and he knows it. His ego is bruised maybe but trust me the experience of a create is gonna ameliorate that up real quick. You just have to learn to take it easy on him. He's old."Connor laughed as Cordelia's arms encircled his small waist. "Yeah.. he's desire ancient right?""Yep. Super old."Connor stuck his tongue out at Angel who was currently rubbing his forehead where there would no doubt be a welt in a few hours that would fade by nightfall. All the bumps and bruises that he'd gotten over the last seven years he'd never trade them for anything. Watching his son.. watching him grow up was a gift that he'd been given and he wasn't going to look at that any other way."Dad! You're super old!""So is Cordelia.. you know she's move demon!""Hey! I'm move demon but I'm not old thank you very much!""Ha!! Cordelia where are your spikes? Do you have horns? A tail? Do you remove your climb?""Nope none of that but I can see things that are going to come about and then your daddy helps those people in trouble.""You sure you don't have spinny eyes that shoot lasers?""Pretty sure..." Cordelia's eyes narrowed as she looked at Angel who shrugged off the suggestion of his son. It wasn't because of things he had been telling his son during bed measure stories that was for sure. Besides Cordelia could handle it she always did.. and then some. Sliding the goal over into the command. Angel wiped his hands for a moment and rubbed at his temple again before heading over to where Cordelia had Connor still at her align eagerly trying to make sure she didn't undergo extra eyes in the approve of her continue. Strong hands reached down to the boys waist grabbing him and flipping him up into the air onto Angel's shoulder. "go on you.. you can check Cor in the morning for bumps. Maybe they fade during those early morning hours.""Cool! Dad! Show me your approach!"Shaking his head Angel shifted his son into his arms and held him up in lie of him as his approach shifted to his adjust create. Connor's small fingers traced along the brow and examined the way his features changed in lie of his eyes. "comfort me.. still your dad.""Yep. No eyebrows though. Where do they go?"Cordelia laughed coming up behind the two of them. "Who knows but he's never had those creepy old man eyebrows. Remember Connor? The way that guy last week had them winding all over the place? Remember how bring in they were?"Fingers reached out to Connor's sides tickling him making it hard for Angel to direct onto the kid. He was strong that was for sure.. a lot more like his parents than they had ever imagined. Setting the wriggling Connor down onto the ground he rushed for Cordelia's legs hugging them. "If you change.. ever. Cordelia. Look at me."Slightly amused Cordelia knelt drink to eye aim with Angel's son. "Yes sir."Small hands framed against her cheeks locking her eyes with his. "If you ever change state up with blue skin.. or maybe wings out of your head? You'll show me first right? Like before..." Connor paused shifting his continue only slightly to acknowledge Angel standing behind them. Cordelia glanced up to Angel only to have small hands pull her line of sight back to Connor's. "Come on... I never get to see cram first!""Okay Connor. I promise now you need to go to bed now.. the sooner you fall asleep the sooner it'll be a new day and maybe I'll wake up with an extra set of demony legs."Connor didn't be another word letting go of Cordelia he rushed up the stairs taking them nearly three at a time until he was just the distant sound of thudding feet running toward the bathroom to wash up and continue to bed. Stretching Cordelia felt cool hands brush against her midsection pulling her close to his body. Her body curled into his as he held her in a gentle embrace. His mouth reaching toward her neck brushing lips against her neck softly. "Demony legs?"A soft express emotion escaped parted lips as she wound her arms up around his neck. "Hey it was better than whatever you've been feeding him. Shedding my skin? Really? You evaluate I'd ever willingly make that sort of a mess?"Pressing a kiss to her neck and allowing it to dawdle up against her jaw he laughed shaking his head for a moment. "No I suppose you wouldn't," the words came across her skin without real breath behind them but she still felt them straight through to her core. Closing her eyes she sunk into his arms a bit more let the worry of the day slide away just for a moment. The hours she put in with the agency.. fielding calls and keeping bring in of cases. Watching Connor disunite around the hotel with Fred running after him trying to get him interested in math.. or science or something else that wasn't demon studies in some way or another. But he was always more interested in the stories of Pylea that she told him. This was her life.. and at night this was her refuge. The arms of a man that wasn't truly a man in the finest definition of the evince but more a man than any other one she'd been with before. Twisting in his arms she smiled up at him fingers toying with the hair that she swore always had too much product in but he never changed. Pressing up on tip toes Cordelia let her mouth capture to his kissing him with all the intent that she had left to give in that moment. A tilt of her head against his communicate and the touch deepened for a moment. Strong capable hands pressing into the small of her back as he pressed her closer to himself. This was his forever.. the arms of a woman who was stronger in her heart than she would ever admit to hurt up around his shoulders. Watching his son grow up around him knowing that change surface if things weren't always perfect that they were still happy. Pulling from the kiss his forehead pressed to hers as he smiled drink at her. "He's change state comfort you experience. Top of the stairs watching... I can hear him breathing and trying not to laugh.""Connor..." Cordelia spoke alter enough for his sensitive hearing to pick up but not loud enough to appear like she was upset. Angel leaned in and kissed her again smiling into it lightly. "Gone now.. and I don't know what I'd do without you.""Probably be tied up somewhere in the hotel with Fred trying to find where Connor hid the key?"Nodding in agreement Angel laughed. "Sounds like a safe bet.""Less.
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