Tragische Fälle

Disclaimer: don't own anything but Callie's name. This is unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine.

Summary: After Connor's parents are murdered he comes to live with Angel. Set after a couple of weeks after Origin and goes kind of AU from there, none of the circle of the black thorn stuff happens. Rated T for a gory scene.

"You and your sister can stay here as long as you need" Angel whispered not wanting to wake up Callie.

Connor could only nod, everything was slowing down and the shock of what had happened was staring to wear off. Connor couldn't stop replaying the events of the day in his head.

Opening the front door and smelling blood everywhere. Running from room to room, yelling for someone to answer him. Finally arriving at his parents closed bedroom door. Hand shaking as he opened the door and fighting the urge to vomit as the stench of blood and death became overpowering. Closing his eyes in preparation, all the while praying that he what he's smelling is wrong. Opening his eyes and closing them a second later as a sob escapes his throat.

Carefully he opened his eyes again. Blood covered every inch of the bed. His father was lying on his side of the bed; his throat had been sliced to the bone. His mother was on the opposite side of the room near the bathroom entrance. She'd clearly not been as lucky as his father. She'd been tortured. It looked as if half her skin had been pealed off. Both her eyes had gorged out, and finally he noticed that her heart had been ripped from her chest.

He slid down the door frame until he was sitting on the floor. He couldn't move. He wondered for a brief second what had happened to his mother's heart, before the knowledge of what he was looking at finally sunk in. Connor throw up everything he'd eaten that day until he was dry heaving for ten minutes. He had to get out of this room. He quickly got up and ran as fast as he could to the other end of the house to his room and slammed the door closed behind him. He crawled into his bed and closed his eyes.

"It's all a dream." Connor whispered to himself "Just go to sleep and when you wake up everything will be fine. Mum and dad will be alive and you'll tell them all about the bad dream you had. Just go to sleep. Just go to sleep. Please god please let this be a dream".

Connor heard a noise from his closet. He sat up with a start. Very slowly he climbed off his bed and crept towards the closet. He grabbed the handle and yanked it open preparing himself for the worst. What he saw again made him sob. This time out of joy not despair.

His sister was sitting in the corner hugging her knees, rocking back and forward tears streaming down her face. Connors lunged at her, pulled her to her feet and threw his arms around her.

"God Callie your okay." Connor paused for a second and then started sobbing

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you…"

"…I promise you"

Connor was pulled out of his memories. "I'm sorry what?"

"Never mind… Do you want some coffee?" Angel whispered not knowing what else to say.

Connor looked at Angel and his resolve crumbled. He'd stayed strong for his sister but he could no longer hold it in.

Angel watched as his son hands came up and covered his face as silent sobs shook his body. Angel rushed forward and grabbed his only child as Connor fell to the floor crying.

"It's okay Connor. Everything's going to be okay." Angel kept offering words of comfort to his grieving son, knowing that Connor wasn't hearing a word he said.

"Conny…?" a voice whispered from the bed.

Connor lifted his head from Angel's arms and quickly wiped at his eyes.

"What is it Callie?" Connor's voice strained as he tried to stop the tears from falling.

"Will you stay with me?"

Connor got off the floored and walked over to the bed his sister was sleeping in. He climbed on to the bed, got under the clovers and scooped his sister into his arms.

"Try and stop me" Connor said softly as he kissed her forehead.

"How are they?" Wesley asked as Angel closed the door to his room. "They fell asleep in each others arms" Angel sank into couch next to Wesley.A second later he jumped off and started pacing around the room.

"We have to find out who did this. We have to find out who did this and then make them pay. Make them pay a very horrible and painful price." Angel stated anger very clearly visible in his face,

"Your right." Wesley moved to stand next to Angel. "We'll find out who did this. I'll put everyone on it first thing in the morning."

"Good, good, I'll speak to Hamilton and see if the senior partners know anything, and so help me if they had anything to do with this…" Angel curled his hands up into fist with anger.

"No you won't." Wesley said calmly.

"No. Why the hell not! Somebody murdered my son's family. Somebody is responsible for the pain that my son is going through, and if anybody is going to know anything, it's the senior partners. So you give me one good reason why I shouldn't call up Hamilton right know and demand answers!" Angel yelled with barely controlled rage.

Wesley paused for a moment then answered in the same calm voice.

"Because the only thing you need to be doing right now is looking after your son. He and his sister are both about to go through an emotional hell and your son is going to try and help his sister get through it as painlessly as possible, and forget about helping himself. You are going to have to look after him. He is going to need you now more than he's ever needed you before. Your mind cannot be totally focused on Connor if you're trying to avenge his parents' deaths."

Angel stood motionless, "God, why did this have to happen to him. It's not like Connor hasn't gone through enough in his life."

"It doesn't matter why, all that matters is that it happened... Do you want me to stay?" Wesley asked.

Angel thought for a moment, "No, you should go home and get some rest. I think Connor will be more comfortable if it's just me here. I'll call you if I need any help"

"Tell Connor I'm sorry." Wesley said as he grabbed his jacket and then left Angel's apartment.

Angel opened his bedroom door and looked inside.

Callie was lying in Angel's bed.

Alone.

tbc

Authors note: please review and tell me what you think, whether this story has potential or not. If you've got constructive criticism I'd love to here them, but please no flames.