Title: Car Trouble
Author: LisaMarie514
Posted: 05-09-2004
Email: lisamarie514@msn.com
Rating: PG-13
Category: Angst, BtVS 3
Content: C/A
Summary:
Spoilers: BtVS Season 3
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
Distribution:
Notes: angelncordyluv4ever challenge - I thought it would be interesting to read a fic written in early BtVS S3 about Cordy finding Angel right after he came back from hell. Maybe Cordy's car breaks down and she's looking for help with her car or whatever you come up with. Angel runs to her and finds her instead of Buffy. How Cordy gets Angel back to the mansion or even her house is for you to decide. Cordy tries to keep it secret and take care of Angel for a few weeks and she's acting all weird attending more of the Scooby meetings and getting into it a bit more. Anyway, as for the Angel/Cordy, Angel becomes dependant on Cordy and she's trying to wean him off her. He's always touching her or something to this extent. They become friends, Angel gets better with Cordy's help, the Scoobies find out eventually and of course lots of C/A interaction. I wanted to leave this one open ended to see what all you great writers can come up with. Any other storylines including Xander/Cordy, Buffy/Angel, Faith, the Mayor are all open for you to either toss out the window, keep the same, or manipulate. Please take it.
Feedback: This is my first attempt at fan fic. Please be kind.
Thanks/Dedication: Yes please.Part 14: Nighttime activities.
Angel pulled away from Cordelia’s lips, ending the soft gentle kiss, and moved his wet hand to rest on the side of her cheek.
Cordelia’s eyes were closed and she had a dreamy look on her face. She opened her eyes, and looked at Angel and whispered “wow.”
“My thoughts exactly” Angel said. Loving how it felt to have her so close to him.
“I’m starting to wrinkle” Cordelia said as she pushed away from him gently and swam to the edge of the pool, and then pulled herself up out of the water. She need to get a little distance from him, her heart was racing and she wasn’t sure what it all meant.
Angel watched her swim to the edge of the pool and get out. He heard her heart racing and the macho side of him swelled with pride, as well as another region he was sure Cordelia wasn’t ready to know about yet. He swam over to the edge and got out of the pool. He picked up a towel and began rubbing the water off his body.
Angel watched as Cordelia stepped over to the fresh water shower and rinsed the chlorine water from her body. He loved the sight of her standing under the shower of water, he only wished she wasn’t wearing anything.
He picked up the another towel resting on the lounge and walked it over to Cordelia, and as she stepped out from under the spray of warm fresh water, he handed it to her.
“Thanks Angel.” She said quietly. Why did she feel shy around Angel. I am Cordelia Chase Damn it!
Angel remained quiet but stepped under the shower himself and rinsed away the chorine smell from his body as well. He only wished the water was a little hotter so that his body would be warm for when he kissed Cordy again, which was going to be very soon.
Cordelia moved slowly over to the lounge chair, having wrapped the one towel around her body, she picked up another to dry her hair. She wanted to say something to him, anything, but was afraid to open her mouth for fear of the instantaneous babble factor starting. She started fiercely rubbing the towel to her hair.
Angel moved from the shower to sit behind Cordy on the lounge chair. He put his hands up to her head and stopped her rubbing so hard. “Hey your going to pull all your hair out.” He pulled her hands down then took the towel and gently started rubbing her hair, liking being close to her. “I am not sorry that I kissed you.”
“I am not sorry either Angel. It just took me by surprise.” Cordy said, relaxing at Angel’s touch and leaning back into him as he dried her hair. He was running his fingers through, gently combing out the tangles.
“Me too.” Angel said, he loved having her close.
“Can we take this slow Angel.” Cordy asked, not sure why she needed time to figure everything out, but that she knew that she didn’t want to rush.
“Yes, I have been practicing patience for 240 years; I can give you all the time that you need Cordelia.”
“276 years, Angel” Cordy said with a smile. Her eyes closed, relaxed against the feel of his hands in her hair.
“Pfft…..How about if we go home and get some sleep, maybe they will have finished the bedroom by now?” Angel asked. He wanted to sleep in his bed with his girl, and was a little worried that the Chase residence had plenty of other bedroom choices that would not involve him being able to sleep next to Cordelia.
“Sounds good, it is a school night. Let me just change out of this swimsuit and grab some more clothes.” Cordelia said. I think I want to go home with him.
Angel smiled and pressed a kiss onto the top of his girl’s head. “I am ready to be out of these wet swim trunks as well. Meet you in the kitchen in a few?”
“Yep, give me 5 minutes, and then we are off.” Cordelia said standing up and looking down at Angel. She knew she was making a Big choice going back to the mansion with him. I think I am ready to make that choice.
…meanwhile on the mean streets of Sunnydale
Xander scuffed his way home from what he had just witnessed. Cordy was kissing another guy. He saw Cordy kissing another guy. Couldn’t have been Angel, he was gone. It must have been some guy from UC Sunnydale. Cordelia is not a cheater…how did this happen. Had she found out about the kisses he had had with Willow? He didn’t know for sure, but really wanted to know. He looked down at his watch, it was almost 1 am. Too late to call Willow and talk to her, he’d have to sort this out in the morning. Xander continued on his way home, wondering how he could have lost Cordy without a big fight scene.
….Ten minutes till 2 am
Angel sat patiently at the kitchen table. It had taken him all of 5 minutes to change out of the swim trunks back into jeans and a black button down shirt. He had heated up a packet of blood and drank it down. Happy that Cordy had thought to bring him food. He had put the blood cooler in the backseat of the convertible as well as his duffle bag. He had paced through the kitchen waiting for Cordy.
He heard the sounds of her moving around the house and wasn’t worried that she had gone off to hide somewhere. But she sure was taking a long time. I wonder what would have happened had we agreed on 15 minutes, it would be dawn before she made it back down the stairs.
Cordelia came into the kitchen with a large suitcase and a garment bag hung over her shoulder. “Sorry, wanted to have enough to last till my Rosario gets back next week.” She said rolling the suitcase toward the door to the garage. Angel got up and walked over to her, taking the garment bag off her shoulder, amazed at how heavy it was.
“Let’s load this up, and get going.” Angel said. He wanted to get home and see how the cleaning crew was progressing and then go crawl into bed with his girl.
Cordy took a look around the kitchen and then followed Angel into the garage. She let out a big yawn and looked at the clock, amazed that it was almost 2 am. She pressed the button on the wall and the garage door opened, and then she clicked the smaller button on her key chain to open the trunk. Angel had taken both bags from her and loaded them quickly into the trunk. He had to maneuver them a little so that they would both fit in the small car. Cordelia stood next to him as he packed up the sports car and yawned.
“I am driving.” Angel stated. Not a question, not a request, a statement.
“No…(yawn)…I can drive…(yawn)” Cordy said, nobody but her drives her sports car.
“Cor, you don’t see me yawning, give me the keys and I will get us home safely, you are about ready to fall asleep where you stand.” Angel said, using his most convincing voice possible, and maybe a little vampire thrall.
Cordelia stood there a moment and thought about it, and then decided that Angel was a creature of the night, and she, a human, could not keep her eyes open much longer. “Okay, but be careful.” She ordered, and then tossed him her keys.
“Arrgghhh!!” Angel shouted after catching her keys and then instantly dropping them. He looked down at the metal on the ground and saw that there was a little silver cross attached to the key ring. He put his hand to his mouth and sucked on the little red mark that had formed where the cross had burned him.
Cordelia couldn’t help herself, she started laughing. Maybe she was just overtired, but that had to be the funniest thing she had seen all day. Angel was giving her a fierce look, like a very pissed off vampire, at being laughed at.
“Oh Angel it is only a little burn, no worse than if you got sunburned…” She giggled at that comment. She was hysterical because she was overtired. She bent over and picked up the key ring. Maybe she was too tired to drive. She took the cross and twisted it around on the key ring until it popped off and then she dropped the cross into her purse. “A girl can never be too careful Angel, especially in Sunnydale.”
“Well it stings.” Angel said pouting.
“Here…” Cordy reached up and pulled his hand away from his mouth to inspect the damage, “I have seen much worse damage done to your body Angel.” She turned his hand looking at the little burn and then bent her head down and kissed it softly. “See all better, by morning you won’t even notice that it was there.” Even exhausted she was sensible. “Take me home Angel.” And she placed the keys into his hands.
”Okay.” Angel said, and smiled. Taking the keys and hopping into the driver’s seat to the little red speed machine.
Angel drove across town quickly and well, like a race car driver, is what Cordelia thought. Funny, I have known Angel for quite a while and this is the first time I have ridden with him driving a car. Yawn….I can keep my eyes open. Cordy’s eyes closed and she nodded off.
Angel turned down Crawford Street and then up turned into the driveway. The cleaning crew vans were still there and he could hear the sounds of people working. He put the car in park and then turn off the ignition. Little Miss ‘I can drive’ was sound asleep in the passenger seat, with a little bit of drool running down the corner of her mouth. Angel got out of the car and quietly closed his door and then went around to the passenger side, opened the door, and picked up the sleeping girl. She moved her arms around Angel’s neck and snuggled closer in her sleep. He noticed that she was in a soft t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms, looking about 10 years old, except for the ripe full breasts under her t-shirt.
He closed the passenger door with his hip and then walked toward the front door. It opened for him and standing there was Jerry, the foreman of the cleaning crew.
“Sir your back earlier than we expected!” Jerry said loudly and quickly.
“Shh” Angel growled at the man as Cordy shifted in his arms, starting to wake from the noise. “Shh…go back to sleep Cordy,” and then in a quite voice to Jerry, “Is the second floor bedroom clean?”
“Yes Sir, we just have the lower level.” Jerry said, this man looked powerful and not someone he wanted to piss off.
“Fine, I am taking her up to bed, I don’t expect we will be disturbed. You can let yourselves out I presume.” Angel said in a quiet but commanding tone.
“Yes that won’t be a problem; we should be done in about an hour or so Sir.”
“Good, thank you Jerry.” Angel said moving toward the staircase, Cordelia nuzzling her head further into his neck, still sleeping. He took the stairs two at a time to get to his bedroom. He did notice that the banister was cleaned and polished, and he could smell that much of the dust and dirt was gone. Cordelia Chase you are an amazing woman.
Angel pushed open his bedroom door with his shoulder and was again pleasantly surprised at how good things looked cleaned up. He walked over to the bed and gently put Cordy down on it and untangled her arms.
“(yawn)…Angel where am I?” Cordy asked still a half asleep. She felt the soft bed under her bottom and knew all she had to do was crawl under the covers and go back to sleep.
“My bed Cordelia, we are home.” Angel said softly, moving a stray lock of hair away from her face. He pulled back the covers and lifted one leg at a time, gently pulling away her sneakers, and then placing her feet on the bed.
Cordelia blinked at him with big eyes, and would have smiled had she not been so tired. Angel pulled the blanket up over her legs and started to push her down into the bed.
“No, wait” Cordelia said, not ready to lie down just yet. She reached under her t-shirt and unhooked her bra and then wiggled her way out of it without taking off her t-shirt. She tossed the lacy fabric to the end of the bed then pushed herself under the covers and closed her eyes. More than ready to go to sleep.
Angel watched her in total amazement. Granted he could have gotten the bra off in record time, but that was impressive. He bent down and kissed her forehead. Her hair smelled soft and clean and so Cordelia. He pulled back and looked at her, then moved around the room, noting that nothing looked out of place from the cleaning crew’s activities. He walked over to the door and closed it then headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower before getting into bed with Cordy. He at first thought a cold shower would be what would cool down his libido, then decided a hot one so that his body would be warm for her. The sounds of the cleaning crew working downstairs were only heard by him and his super vampire hearing.
The next morning…
Cordelia woke up to find herself again in the arms of a vampire. She was starting to get very use to waking up in his arms. Well actually one of his arms was above his head, and the other arm was bent so that his hand was cupping her bottom underneath the blankets. The mansion was quiet and she looked over at the digital clock that she had put on Angel’s nightstand and saw that the time read 5:30 am. Way too early to get up…another hour, hour and a half, don’t want bags forming under my eyes. Cordy closed her eyes and went back to sleep, content in Angel’s grasp.
Part 15: Conversations in the Library
“I tell you Willow, I am positive I saw Cordy making out with some guy in her pool.” Xander said to Willow over SAT study guide books spread across the main table in the Library.
“How can you be sure Xander, it could have been her parents in the pool.” Willow moved her hand to rest on Xander’s hand, comforting him, knowing that Cordelia would not be one who would cheat on her boyfriend.
“Well that could be, it was hard to see from where I was, I mean I even thought it could have been Angel. But what about the guy I saw her riding across town with in her car last night?” Xander asked, absently rubbing his thumb over Willow’s soft skin.
“Well we know it can’t possibly be Angel, he is dead, or well not dead exactly but not here. Buffy said he got sucked into the vortex and the statue sealed up, poof no Angel. Maybe she was just giving one of the football players a ride home.” Willow said…moving her foot under the table to rub against Xander’s leg.
“Yah you are probably right, Cordy wouldn’t cheat on me.” Xander said, leaning in a little closer to Willow not able to help himself.
“So what is up with all the teachers lately, and where is Giles? It is so not like him to skip out on responsibilities even if it is just babysitting us in study hall.” Willow said with concern in her voice.
“I don’t know Will, but I kind of like it, my parents told me I could have the car, as they wouldn’t be caught dead in a station wagon. Plus Ms. Murphy said that we didn’t have to take anymore quizzes in Math because she didn’t want to grade any more papers and she thought it might piss of Snyder. I tell you, it has been a great day in my book!” Xander said, moving in a little closer to Willow.
“You know we should get back to studying, if you want to do well on the SAT’s on Saturday Xander.” Willow said, a little nervous at how close she had managed to move herself next to Xander and how good his lips looked. At that moment the Library doors banged opened and in walked Cordelia. Both Willow and Xander jumped apart, as if they had been caught doing something.
“So the weirdest thing just happen, I was in the nurse’s office explaining why I was late to school, and she asked me why I even bothered coming in, that it was a beautiful day and that I should enjoy it and not waste my time here.” Cordelia said, coming up to the table and putting her books down and looking at Xander and Willow.
“I know the whole school is acting strange, most of my afternoon classes were canceled and Giles is nowhere to be found.” Willow said quickly trying to move away from Xander without being obvious.
“I think it might be more than just here at school, I was late because I had to break up an argument with the cleaning crew at the Mansion about how to set up a hop-scotch board on the driveway.” Cordelia said, remembering running really late for school and then finding half the cleaning crew from the night before in the driveway drawing on the pavement with chalk. Most of them were eating candy bars and talking a million miles an hour in Spanish. She didn’t think much of it, as the Mansion was now clean and she didn’t sneeze every time she walked past something too quickly kicking up dust. “It was really weird seeing them all in the driveway, acting like kids. It took quite a bit of yelling to get them to leave, but they were happy when I handed them the other box of Band Candy Bars that Snyder has us selling.”
“Something odd happening in Sunnydale. How unusual.” Xander said sarcastically, then went on to ask the question that was really bothering him, “Cordy, I saw you last night driving across town with a guy in your car.” Lets see what she says about this little bit of information.
How to answer this one, without lying, well without lying too much. “Oh yeah, I was out last night, in my car.” Cordelia said…Maybe Xander will drop the question.
“I know, I was on my way over to Buffy’s house when I saw you, driving very quickly I might add.” Xander said, waiting for more of an answer.
“Oh, yah, well I had to chauffer one of Daddy’s clients from a real estate site he is interested in to the house for a meeting.” It is acting, not lying.
“Oh so your parents are back from their trip?” Xander asked, he knew that Cordy’s father had dark hair, and she and her mother had similar features, so maybe Willow was right.
“Yes for the moment, it is hard to keep track of their comings and goings.” Not a complete lie.
“Well Cor, you will find this funny, I almost thought that it was Angel that you were riding around with in your car,” Xander said, almost laughing at the thought, and then knowing that she was not kissing any guy in the pool at her house.
“Pfft…Angel, that is a good one Xander!” Oh god, he saw us, well we weren’t doing anything wrong just driving around town…and kissing in the pool.
“Could you guys imagine if Angel did find a way back, Buffy would be so happy.” Willow said, wishing it would be true for her best friend.
“Yah, then we could triple date, me and Cordy, you and Oz, and Buffy and Deadboy.” Xander chuckled at calling Angel deadboy.
“Xander that is not nice.” Cordy said, instantly defending Angel.
“I know, it was just a passing thought, I wouldn’t wish that evil bastard on Buffy.” Xander said, misinterpreting what Cordy was referring to as being not nice.
“But Xander, I don’t think that Angel would comeback evil, I think my spell might have worked, and he would have a permanent soul. He and Buffy could be together.” Willow said, sad that her spell had not worked earlier, before Buffy had to send Angel into the vortex.
“The spell worked?” Cordy asked. If Angel’s soul is permanent what does that mean, if he knows will he go running to the Slayer?
“Well, I am pretty sure it worked, I mean the Orb got all glowy and well I could feel energy passing through me. Plus I tweaked the spell so that the whole perfect happiness clause was not longer an issue.” Willow said proudly.
“Wow, didn’t know you knew how to tweak spells Willow, your becoming quite a witch.” Xander said, always a little awed by how smart and talented Willow was compared to all his other friends. “But you know, I think it is good riddance that Deadboy is gone, he was bad news for Buffy and all of us. I mean he did kill Jenny Calendar, and torture Giles.”
“Yes, but Xander he did not have a soul, it wasn’t really Angel’s fault.” Cordy said coming to Angel’s defense again. This time being a little more direct.
“What about Angel’s fault?” Buffy Summers asked walking into the library.
“Oh nothing, just talking about, nothing…So do you know where Giles is?” Willow asked quickly, not wanting to talk about something so painful in front of Buffy.
“harrumph, Yes he and my mother are busy planning the rest of my life, one minute at a time.” Buffy said, moving to sit in the empty chair next to Xander.
Cordelia was glad that the topic of Angel was dropped; she had no idea how she was going to tell them that Angel was back and not evil. Was his soul really permanent?
“Well that is a bummer Buff, but I guess that is the price one pays for skipping town for the summer.” Xander said, talking before his brain was fully engaged.
“Xander!” Willow chastised, again not wanting to upset Buffy.
“It is okay Willow, so what are you guys up too?” Buffy asked, ignoring all the SAT books on the table, wanting to forget the test was coming up on Saturday.
“I was helping Xander with some basic math for the SAT’s want to join our study fun?” Willow quickly asked Buffy, wanting to make her feel included and part of the group.
Cordelia was lost in thought about Angel’s soul being permanent and was ignoring the chatter amongst the Scooby gang.
“Sure, what can it hurt right? Cordy you studying too?” Buffy asked, wanting to bring Xander’s girlfriend ughh into the conversation.
“Huh…what…oh no I was just…” Cordelia said, caught off guard by Buffy’s question. “Listen, since I got a free pass to skip today, I think I am going to head home to get a few things done.” Cordelia stood up and picked up her books. She wanted to get back to the mansion and find out if Angel could tell if his soul was permanent and what it meant. She walked out of the library with a passing goodbye on her lips.
Xander watched her go…odd, no kiss hello or good-bye, what is up with Cordy?
“Guess she doesn’t need to study. I say we get stuff done quickly then head over to the Bronze.” Buffy said, ignoring the cheerleader’s departure.
“Sounds good, Oz and Dingoes are playing tonight. Now should we start with the verbal section or the math?” Willow asked eager to start studying.
Both Buffy and Xander let out a sigh at the same time, the last place they wanted to be was cooped up in the library studying.
Part 16: Time to talk
Cordelia pulled up to the place she was more and more considering home, the Crawford Street Mansion. Her head was spinning from all the thoughts rolling through it. It seemed like the night she hit Angel wit her car was a lifetime ago, not just 5 long nights ago. Sleeping with him to comfort him from nightmares had been her original intention. Now it was just something she expected at the end of the day. And what about Xander. Xander’s kisses did not make her see stars or wish for immortality to be spent with a tall dark brooding vampire.
Putting the car into park, she noticed that the drapes to the living room were closed, meaning that Angel was awake. She wanted to see him. Wanted to tell him that his soul was his to keep. Wanted to see how quickly he ran out of the mansion once the sun was down to find Buffy.
Walking into the foyer she set her keys and purse on the side table and closed the door quietly behind her. She looked in the mirror, the now clean mirror and thought her face looked a little sad. I am probably loosing Angel tonight. Cordy turned and walked into the living room, seeing Angel, shirtless and slightly sweaty (aka hot) slowly moving his arms in a controlled motion. Tai Chi. Cordy leaned against the door jam and silently watched him. He moved elegantly and finished the move and look up to her and smiled.
“Hi.” Angel said, moving over to the sofa and picking up a towel, casually wrapping it around his neck and moving closer to Cordy. He took one of her small hands in both of his and rubbed her fingers. “I am glad your home.” He said full of honesty.
“Me too.” Cordy said softly with a smile, looking up into Angel’s dark chocolate brown eyes. I am in trouble; I am just lost in those eyes of his.
Angel bent his head down and captured her lips in a kiss. One of longing and hunger. Taking both of them by surprise. Her tongue battled with his in a dueling match of emotion. Cordy leaned into him, smelling the maleness of him and wanting to feel his arms around her body. Her hands were trapped in his larger ones and all she could do was let him lead her through the kiss. His pace, his direction.
Angel pulled away when he felt her need for breath and placed a large hand on her cheek. Taking her in, loving that she came home to him. MINE. “You are glad to be home aren’t you.” Angel said devilishly. What he wanted to do was toss the girl over his shoulder and take her to his bed. Not yet, but soon.
“Yes, it was an odd day at school.” Cordy wanted to melt back into his arms, but instead pulled away slightly and moved toward the couch. Angel followed her over and sat next to her.
“Why, well it is Sunnydale, so not that unusual.” Angel said, he could do small talk, but he would have to have a serious discussion with her about going out in such short skirts and tight sweaters.
“Xander saw us last night.” Cordy said. She didn’t want to beat around the bush.
“So.” Angel could careless if the Harris boy saw them together. Maybe that would mean that he would get the hint and stay away from his girl.
“So … Angel, it means that pretty soon we are going to have to tell everyone that you are back.”
“I expected as much.” Angel again was a little confused as to what the big deal was about the Scoobies finding out he was back. Coming back from Hell not such an unusual thing here in Sunnydale.
“And well I would imagine that you and Buffy will want to, well want to, getbacktogehter.” Cordelia blurted out. There I said it, not so hard…gonna just get up and go now.
“Why would I want to do that?” Angel asked, a little confused, he hadn’t seen Buffy in what felt like 100 years and hadn’t he just been kissing Cordelia. Maybe she was having memory problems. Only one known solution…remind her.
Angel lifted up her chin with two gentle fingers and then lowered his lips, capturing hers in a kiss. Not a deep as the last one, but intense and powerful just the same.
Cordelia could not even think straight. Her heart was pounding so hard and her body was tingling all over. She pulled away slightly; she needed to get everything out about this before things went any further with Angel. She looked at him with wide hazel eyes, “Angel, you, Buffy, star-crossed lovers, bound to love only each other.” She stuttered, she couldn’t believe she was stuttering.
“No that was in the past. It was a long, long time ago.” Angel said, leaning in and kissing her ear. He could not seem to get enough of the taste of Cordelia.
“Angel stop, it was only 4 months ago, and she was the love of your long undead life.” She tried to push him away, but her hands touching his bare shoulders felt more like a caress.
“Sweetheart, she sent me to hell, I don’t think there is a better sign that the relationship is over.” Angel breathed into her ear and then moved his mouth down to gently suck on the spot where her neck met her shoulders. His hands moving to wrap around her back and pull her closer. If nothing else I do know how to drive a woman wild.
“But you were Angelus then, and well you were turned back just before she pushed the sword through you, Willow worked a spell. Angel stop!” Cordelia said, she needed to reason with him, and it was impossible with him groping her…not that she really wanted it to stop.
“I can’t stop, want you.” Angel said, as he kissed his way up under her chin, then started sliding kisses closer to her mouth. He knew one sure-fire way to get her to stop talking, as his lips claimed hers again and he moved his hand to cup her breast.
Cordy sighed into Angel’s arms, and kissed him back. So much for talking, so much for telling him his soul was permanent so he could run back to Miss Blonde-in-a-Box..
Part 17: Wackiness ensues on the Hellmouth
Meanwhile…at Giles apartment
“Ripper…how did you get that name, it is so cool” Joyce Summers said, chewing loudly on her bubble gum reading the back of an album cover.
“Wouldn’t you like to know pet.” Giles said in a thick street roughened English accent. He stood up and wrapped his long sleeve shirt around his waist and curled a pack of smokes into the arm of his t-shirt. He looked down and Joyce and appreciated her fine figure. She wants me, and well I might bloody well let her have me.
“Ripper, I am bored, wanna go to the Bronze?” Joyce asked standing up from her spot on the floor, taking the cigarette Giles had lit for her and taking a deep drag.
“No that place blows…I have a better idea, lets hit the streets and see what sort of damage we can cause.” Giles said grabbing her hand and pulling her into a rough quick kiss before heading for the door.
“Oh Ripper…” Joyce sighed.
Later at the Bronze
“Hey I think that is my doctor.” Willow said looking in shock at the sight of her family doctor up on the stage of the Bronze singing Louie Louie without his shirt on and a tie slung around his neck.
“Ewwww…come on we need to find Giles and figure out what is going on with all the adults. They are so wigging me out.” Buffy said to Willow.
“Buffy, I haven’t seen him all day, he never showed up for school.” Willow said concern as Snyder came up to the two girls, wanting to prove he was one of the cool guys.
“Hey Summers, Willow, what is up?” Snyder said putting his arms around Buffy and Willow.
“uh Hi Principal Snyder.” Buffy said, the wig factor at full blast now.
“Call me Snyder, just the last name is cool, like Barbarino!” Snyder said, looking around the Bronze, ogling the older women passing by, busily ignoring him.
“Oh now that Ms. Murphy, is she a handful.” Snyder pulled his hands away from the girls, and then started following the older women across the bar.
“We so need them to snap out of this!” Willow said to Buffy, panic starting to set in.
“Yes you are so right, why don’t you grab Oz and head over to the library to do some research on this, see if you can figure something out while I go try and find Giles. Why don’t you call Cordy and have her pick up Xander, and meet you there.” Buffy ordered in her take charge way. She was now in full slayer mode, ready to take on the world, even if it was full of crazed teenage-acting-adults.
“Okay, call me when you find him.” Willow said, heading in the direction of Oz, on a mission to be research girl and find a solution to the lasted big bad to hit the Hellmouth.
At the Library
“Xander, I am glad I got a hold of you, I tried Cordy’s cell phone, but no answer…I thought she was with you…Yes it is crazy all over town…Were at the library, we need help with the research thing…Buffy went to look for Giles…okay see you shortly.” Willow hung up the phone and turned to Oz. “Oz, Cordy isn’t with Xander and she didn’t pick up her cell phone, you think she is okay?”
“I am sure she is fine, no one seems violent out there, just acting like teenagers. I am sure she is fine. Xander on his way over to help hunt through old books?” Oz took her hand, and looked into Willow’s eyes.
“Yes, he still has his parent’s car, he said he would be here in a flash.” Willow looked back at Oz, feeling a little guilty still about the clothes fluke kiss with Xander.
“Good then I have time for this,” Oz leaned in and kissed Willow gently on the lips.
Willow sighed into the kiss…her head full of Oz and not badness that was Sunnydale.
At the Mansion
Cordelia was hearing bells…as Angel was kissing her deeply. His hands were all over her body and she felt like she was melting into him. What was that ringing…Cell phone…what is a cell phone? She pulled back from Angel, more to get some air, and also to react to her ringing phone.
“Angel stop, it could be important.” She looked at him; his eyes told her nothing right now was more important than kissing her. She shook her head a little to try to be able to think straight and got up from the couch and walked on jelly legs into the foyer to her purse. Her message light was blinking on the cell phone and she punched in the code to hear her voice mail. Before she knew it Angel had snuck up behind her and was again kissing her neck.
The message was from Willow, big research party at the library…get Xander…meet them there.
“Don’t (kiss on her neck) think that (kiss on her earlobe, then a little sucking on her earlobe) you should (rubbing his tongue on said earlobe sending chills down her spine) go out tonight. (moving his hands to rest on her hips) Not safe out there.” Angel said, torturing her body with his mouth.
“Is it any safer in here?” Cordelia asked her body on fire from Angel’s kisses.
“Your always safe with me sweetheart.” Angel said, pulling her body closer to his, soon his bed was calling. “Forget the research party; I have my own research I want to conduct.” Angel knew he sounded like a dirty old man, but hey he was 276…ugh...241…damn Cordy. If only his soul were permanent, then he could really show her what he wanted to do to her.
“Angel you promised me we go slow.” Cordy said, wanting to put the breaks on a little, so much had happened in the past few days, she wanted to make sure she was not rebound girl.
“Yes I did, but that doesn’t mean,” He kissed her mouth gently, “that I am not going to kiss you,” then rubbing his thumb against her sweater covered nipple, “and touch you,” then he pulled her closer, holding her tightly to his body, “and hold you.”
Cordy just about melted in the spot she was in. Thank god for Angel’s strong arms to hold her up.
“Why don’t we go upstairs. I will build you a nice fire in the fire place to take the chill off, and while you are warming up, I will take a shower.” A cold shower, a very cold shower.
The thought of Angel dripping wet and naked in the shower made Cordy lick her lips, and just nod at his suggestion. “And when you get done with your shower?” She asked, wanting to know the answer, but also wanting to not know what was to come.
“Well you Miss Chase need to finish reading Macbeth, if I remember your list of things to do today.” Angel said, remembering her complain about her long list of reading for Senior English class.
“I should really go over to the library and help the Scoobies.” Cordy said, wanting to avoid doing homework, and also get some space from this vampire that was starting to be her entire world.
“No I don’t think so, homework, then I am kissing you some more, then sleep.” Angel said that in a tone meaning that was his final answer as to the events of the evening.
“Pfft…” Cordy started to complain when Angel quickly moved and tossed her over his shoulder. “Angel…put me down!” She started hitting his back with her fists. She so was not going to be man handled.
“Enough,” Angel growled as he smacked her bottom one time, hard enough to get her to stop beating his back. “You are not going out there to face some big bad until I am up to full strength and can protect you Cordelia.” He reached over and turned off the foyer light and started up the stairs with the girl ungracefully over his shoulder.
“You seem strong enough now Dorkus.” Cordelia said quietly, part of her relieved she didn’t have to join the research party tonight, glad that Angel understood that she had schoolwork that was important to her, glad that she was going to get more kisses.
Angel smacked her bottom again, “I heard that. And from now on, your skirts are not going to be this short. And tomorrow at school you are ending it with Harris.”
“Pfft.” So he likes me in short skirts, Cordy thought, feeling her bottom sting a little from the second smack. Yes, given everything that was going on, even if she never told them about her and Angel, it was over with Xander.
She reached down and smacked Angel on his butt… see how he likes it.
Angel decided then and there that the Fall was his favorite time of year, and was never so glad in his life that he got hit by a car. It definately, 100% for sure, was a good thing to be back from Hell.
End.