“Come in”, Lindsey called. The demon entered the office, pushing Michael inside.

“Thank you Alegra. Now leave us alone”, Lindsey told the demon and it turned around and left the room.

Michael’s cheeks were red with anger, and his light brown hair was messier than usual.

“Hi Michael”, Lindsey smiled at him.

“Who are you?”

“My name’s Lindsey. I’m a lawyer”. Lindsey moved over to his desk and leaned on the table.

“Have a seat please”, he motioned with his hand to the chair.

Michael walked forward, but instead of sitting in the chair Lindsey offered he walked to the other side of the table and sat in the big black armchair.

Lindsey smirked. “I see that you like my chair”.

“It’s comfortable”. Michael raised his legs on the table.

“Do you wonder why we brought you here?”

“Because you’re a bunch of demons who want me to use my powers for your benefits?” Michael played with Lindsey’s sign.

“I’m not a demon”, Lindsey smiled genuinely.

“If you were human I would have heard your thoughts. I can tune to people’s thoughts. It’s like radio”.

“Yes, we know that. That’s why we protected our –channels-, Michael. You can’t hear our thoughts”.

“Why not? Because they’re evil?” the boy remained careless.

“So how did you find your way to the passage of time?” Lindsey ignored his remark.

“I ran away. I heard two guards talking about it. But it won’t help you. You can get there only within the pantheon. And you can’t go there”.

“Don’t worry. We’ve had the pantheon surrounded for a couple of years now”.

“It doesn’t matter for the powers that be”.

“You don’t like the powers that be, do you Michael?” Lindsey looked at him.

Michael huffed quietly, slamming the sign against the table.

“It’s okay, you can talk about it with me”.

“Don’t I have a right to an attorney before I say anything?” he asked. Lindsey smiled. “It’s hard being the chosen one, isn’t it so?”

“More like boring”. Michael tailed his finger on the carved letters in the sign.

“You’re 12, right?” Lindsey moved over to the large window.

“Yeah”.

“I still remember when we heard you were born”.

“It wasn’t that long ago in your time”. Michael said.

“Right. We got the news from the other dimension. In this dimension your daddy didn’t even want to give you a chance to be born”.

“The powers that be make all the choices. He’s only a player”.

“Then why do you hold so much rage against him?” Lindsey moved over to face the boy. “You don’t believe that, right Michael?”

“I tried to make him choose… but he didn’t accept it. He just gave me back. I hate the pantheon”. Michael whispered.

“And now you want to revenge. Because you had a chance for a life in this world, and a little family…” Lindsey said.

Michael looked down. “And he took that away from me”… he said almost unheard.

“I can help you, Michael. You can have anything you ever wanted”.

Michael got up from the chair and paced towards the window. “I already have everything. I got powers”.

“Then what are you still doing here?” Lindsey asked.

Michael looked at the rising sun on the horizon.

Lindsey walked over to him and put his hands on the kid’s shoulders.

“You want to have fun like every other human boy. You want to sit on your butt watching TV. You want to run outside and play with the other children. You want family. You want to play catch with your father. You want to destroy Angel for taking that opportunity away from you, and you want our help”. Lindsey removed his hands from the boy. They both were quiet for a moment.

Michael turned around and looked up at Lindsey.

“Will you help me?” he asked.

“We want to help you”.

“Where’s the boy?” Cordelia asked, raising her head from the couch.

Wesley and Angel both rushed to her side.

“Cordelia! You’re awake!” Wesley called. “My spell worked!”

“It was the weirdest thing”, Cordelia said, propping up on her elbows. “He told me to sleep and just put his hand on my forehead and I couldn’t move, but I felt calm”. She looked over at Angel. “What is he? Some kind of a Jesus?”

“Something like that…” Wesley said.

“And now he’s gone and we have to find him”, Angel said, looking at the rays of light which penetrated through the blinds.

Lindsey walked down the street with Michael.

They entered a sports store. “Now we’ll dress you in something more casual”, Lindsey said as he looked down at Michael’s white clothes.

Michael smiled and walked over to the clothing line.

“Perfect. You looked great!” Lindsey applauded as Michael came out from the changing room wearing jeans, t-shirt and Nike.

“Just one more thing”, Lindsey said, moving closer to the boy. Michael looked up at him with a question look. Lindsey put a L.A Lakers cap on the boy’s head. “Perfect”. He marveled again.

They went out with the bags of the other clothes they bought.

“That was fun!” Michael smiled.

“And we just started. Do you want to eat something? Or you rather play video games first?”

“Video games?” Michael raised his eyebrow.

Lindsey watched pleased as the boy wasted coin after coin on the machine. He was pretty good for a newbie.

“That was so fun! Can we do this again?” Michael asked when the screen said ‘Game Over’.

“Sure. But first let’s go eat. I’m getting hungry”. Lindsey said. They walked out.

“What’s this?” Michael looked puzzled at the triangle thing Lindsey gave him. “That’s a slice of pizza”.

Michael sniffed the slice and darted out his tongue to taste it. “Is that food?”

“Yeah, give it a bite”, Lindsey smiled as Michael slowly and carefully took a bite from the pizza. His face brightened. “I love it!”

“It’s fun having a real life in the real world, eh Michael?”

“Yeah, I should have come here a lot earlier!”

Lindsey smiled, patting the kid’s shoulder. “You can stay here with us for as long as you want”.

“Wait you say this boy is Michael, the baby from the other dimension we saved last year?”

“Yes, the same one I’m afraid”. Wesley nodded.

“I hate to break this up to you, but Michael was a baby. This boy is at least 10 years old”.

“He’s 12”, they heard another voice and turned around.

“Whistler”, Angel looked at him surprised.

“Michael stole the codes for one of the time passages, that’s how he got here”. He said.