Title: Slayers Present and Future
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: A future slayer is kidnapped and it's up to the Fang Gang and the present slayer to get her back.
"What do you want me to do Angel?" Cordelia shouted and flung a plate at him. It missed the target of his head but hit his chest instead. "Wear a bin bag so men don't look at me?"
"Yeah!" He shouted back and dodged a cup that came flying at his nose. "Why are you so upset?"
"Upset?" Cordelia paused in her search for more objects to throw and turned to him, a glint in her eye. "I'm not upset."
"You're not?" He asked hopefully.
"No, of course not Angel." She replied with a tight smile. "I'm pissed off!"
Wes began to walk into the kitchen but heard her final words and turned back around again and warned Fred, Gunn and Lorne not to go in there.
"You're pissed off? Why?" He asked, completely baffled.
"Why? I don't know how that word can pop out of your undead mouth!" She flung a tin of beans at him. "You did what you promised never to do!"
"I did?" He rubbed his chin where the tin had hit. "What did I do?"
She flung her hands in the air, causing him to flinch, expecting another attack. "You re the most aggravating vampire in the whole world. You are going to stay in here and think about what you have done!"
Even as she said the words she knew they sounded stupid. He smirked which angered her more and she reached for the tinned tomatoes. Before he realised what had happened the tin had bounced off his forehead, leaving a red imprint and even a trickle of blood. That'll teach the vampire not to laugh at me, she thought with a smile.
Angel glared at her and then grabbed her, lifting her up in his arms. Her position was not graceful, she was half upside down, half sideways and she didn't even want to know where his right hand was venturing.
He carried her out of the kitchen, ignoring her screams and attempts to bite him.
"Oh dear God." Wes muttered as he saw the pair.
Gunn just snickered and mentally took bets on who was going to win, he'd put his money on Cordy.
"Angel, if you don't put me down right now I swear I'm going to." She trailed off.
"Going to what Cor?" He taunted.
Impulsively her foot fount it's way to his groin and slammed into him hard.
He dropped her unceremoniously on the floor, grimacing at the pain she'd caused him.
"Hey!" She demanded from the floor. "How gentleman like was that?"
"Cordelia, you just kicked me in the."
"In the what Angel?" A new voice added.
Everyone turned to see the Scoobies in the doorway.
"Oh dear God." Wesley repeated and dropped his glasses on the floor.
"So, Cordelia?" Buffy said and sauntered over. "Enjoying being the underling for once?"
Cordelia pulled a face. "So, Buffy?" Cordelia joined in. "Enjoying having hairs grow out of your nose?"
Buffy clamped a hand over her nose. "I do not!"
"Hey, the underling sees everything you big people don't." Cordelia made a great show over crossing her legs and tapping her fingers on the floor.
"Okay." Angel said, diffusing the situation slightly. He pulled Cordelia up off the floor by her arms. "Why don't you be a big person right now and go and put on some coffee?"
She snorted. "Yeah, because I'm going to do that."
He sighed and went to do it himself.
"You just can't find good staff these days." Buffy commented, removing her hand from her nose now Cordelia was stood up.
"Like you'd know, Miss Doublemeat Palace." Cordelia sniped and followed Angel, leaving Wes to smile awkwardly at their guests.
"What are they doing here?" She hissed.
"I don't know, I'm not a mind reader." Angel insisted.
"Good power to have though." She mused, completely off track.
He smiled. "Ha!" She said happily. "I knew you were not mad at me for kicking you in your manly manpire parts."
"My manly manpire parts?" He raised an eyebrow. "My manly manpire parts had better work tonight."
She looked thoughtful for a moment. "They'd better." She agreed.
He smiled at her and pulled her towards him to kiss her gently. "I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
"Okay, who wants coffee?" Angel asked and brought out what he'd made in a large jug.
He went back to get cups, milk and sugar and left them to help themselves.
Cordelia came out of the kitchen and hopped onto the counter. "So, what do you want?"
Angel prodded her on the way past. "She means, what brings you to LA?"
"Short holiday." Giles replied. "And also I would like to buy some rare books while we're here."
Cordelia fake yawned and Gunn snickered at her. Angel sidled across to her and elbowed her in the side. "Sounds interesting. Where are you staying?"
Giles started to stutter and look down. "Well, Buffy said. never mind."
Buffy stepped forward. "I was hoping you would let us stay here actually. You know I'd do the same for you."
Angel felt Cordelia's anger but swallowed and decided to ignore it and face her wrath later. He nodded. "Of course you would and we would love to have you."
Buffy beamed.
Cordelia frowned. "Actually."
Angel clamped a hand over Cordelia's mouth before whatever she was going to say could come out.
"Is it just me or is there something weird going on here?" Xander asked Willow in a whisper.
The red head shrugged. "I don't know. They have been working together for three years."
"Maybe they've became orgasm partners." Anya suggested a little too loudly, making Giles and Buffy turn around with weird looks on their faces.
"Fred, could you help me get some rooms ready?" Angel asked her, smiling broadly.
She nodded and jumped up to get the spare sheets and towels they had in the basement.
Lorne suddenly stood up. "Seen as though Angel Cakes is too rude to introduce us. I'm Lorne, this is Gunn and the lovely young lady who has just run down the stairs is Fred. Pleased to meet you."
Giles stuck out his hand and shook it. "Rupert Giles. And this is Xander, Willow, Anya and, of course, Buffy."
Gunn nodded hello to them.
While Lorne was making introductions Cordelia leaned towards Angel. "I can't believe you just did that."
He smiled and spoke through his teeth. "Hospitality Cordelia, look it up."
"Don't you use that phrase with me Angel." Cordelia whispered suddenly angry again, the phrase reminding her of the one he'd used when he'd fired them and stolen a book. 'I'm a vampire, look it up.'
He was instantly contrite. "I'm sorry baby." He whispered.
She gave him the evil eye and went to sit next to Gunn.
"So, Angel." Buffy turned back to him after introductions had been made. "You said 'we' would be happy to have you, who else lives here?"
Angel looked towards Cordelia but she shook her head. He sighed. "Fred does too and sometimes the others do when we work late or something."
Buffy seemed satisfied by the answer. "So, are you working late tonight?"
Gunn came to Cordelia's rescue. "Yeah, a long night of research. Could be around dawn when we finish."
Wes smiled slightly but didn't contradict his lie. "Or earlier depending on how fast we get done."
Fred came back up from the basement with he arms full of sheets and towels. Xander hurried across to help her before she could fall or drop them.
"When we work late we get to order tacos and pizza." Fred smiled. "I like tacos best."
"Me too." Willow agreed with a grin at Fred.
"I think there are enough sheets here, we don't really get many visitors." Fred explained and began sifting through the pile of linen.
"I'm sure we can manage to do that." Giles said to Fred and then turned to Angel. "If you could point us to the rooms you want us to use then we'll manage."
"Third floor, the first rooms on the right." Angel replied. "There should be four or maybe five."
Giles nodded and thanked him for letting them stay. Buffy took the bags while Giles carried up the mountain of sheets and towels and they all went upstairs.
Cordelia stood up angrily. "Is it your mission for the day to piss me off?"
Angel looked flabbergasted. "What?"
She planted a hand firmly on her hip. "Okay, first of all you try to tell me what I should and should not wear. Then you mistake me for being upset when I'm angry. Then you invite the people I hate most in the world, except for my parents, to come and stay. So you tell me which one of them is pissing me off. A, B, C or all of the above?"
He stood there, unsure of what to say.
"Don't think of what to say." Lorne advised. "Never goes down well."
"I think you got some revenge by kicking me in places where I shouldn't be kicked." He replied. "And throwing a tin of beans at my head."
Gunn snorted and then muttered. "Might knock some sense into that big head of yours."
"Revenge?" Cordelia uttered. "I don't want revenge."
"You don't?" He asked stupidly. "Then what do you..?"
"I want to be apologised to and treated with the respect I deserve." She stated and put both of her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.
"The respect. you deserve." He repeated slowly.
"Think about that." She replied and walked across to him.
She put an arm around him, pulling him close to her and reached around to his ass. He looked nervously at the others, wondering what she was up to. She began fumbling and he jumped.
She grinned at him and pulled her arm back around, revealing the credit card she'd swiped from his pocket.
"Think hard!" She shouted over her shoulder as she left the hotel.
He stared after her and gulped. This was not going to end well.
Cordelia arrived back hours later loaded down with bags. Angel gulped as he saw several designer ones amongst them.
The Scoobies were helping the gang with research and were scattered around the office area. Anya was helping Wes research into Amerat demons as she had met a couple and even dated one during her time as a vengeance demon. Fred and Willow were happily searching the Net on Fred's computer for any spiritual disturbances in the area. Xander was reading a boring demon book while Gunn sharpened weapons. Buffy was sat on Cordelia's desk leaning over Angel's shoulder as he sat at his own desk reading a file.
"Been having fun?" He asked as she came towards the counter to put the bags down on it.
She smiled. "Of course."
"Been anywhere nice?" He asked. "And expensive."
She smiled even more. "I might have."
Angel closed his eyes briefly. "Great."
"Well, if you ask me." Buffy began. "I think it's wrong to go spending a lot of Angel's money."
"It's a good job no-one asked you then, isn't it?" Cordelia said pointedly and picked up her bags again. "I'll go upstairs and unpack these."
She walked towards the stairs and then stopped and turned around. "Oh, and Buffy, when you decide to stop polishing my desk with your ass give me a call and I'll disinfect it, okay?"
She left Buffy to stare after her open mouthed.
"Yo man." Gunn said to Angel. "Barbie's cool."
Angel followed Cordelia upstairs when it wouldn't seem suspicious.
He opened his bedroom door cautiously and peered inside. He was greeted by the sight of Cordelia's half naked form. He entered the room completely and leaned against the door to close it.
She turned around. "Oh, it's you."
He eyed her dressed in only a pair of jeans and a white lacy bra. "Nice outfit."
"I thought so." She replied and pulled a jumper over her head.
"Have you stopped being pissed at me yet?"
"That depends."
"On what?" He asked warily.
"On where I'm sleeping tonight." She replied and turned to look at him.
"Where do you want to sleep?"
She blew out her breath angrily. "Look Angel, can we stop playing games? Am I going to be sleeping with you tonight or am I going to be in the guest room in case the love of your life decides to call in the middle of the night?"
"Cordelia, honey, you are the love of my love." Angel answered and came to envelope her in his arms so her head rested against his chest. "And I want you right beside me tonight, or under me, or on top, whatever."
She laughed softly. "Or all of the above."
He smiled and kissed her head. "I'm sorry for telling you what to wear and I'm sorry for starting on you when a man looked at you. I know that men are going to look at you because you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I promise that in the future I will try to accept that."
"And?" She prompted.
"I promise that I will pay more attention to your feelings and take your feelings into account before making rash decisions." He recited what he had planned to say on the way up the stairs.
"Such as?"
"Such as inviting people that you hate into the hotel." He replied with a smile.
She looked up at him. "That's better." She kissed him gently. "As longs as I get to be on top."
He smiled and captured her lips again. His hands drifted to her waist and slid up the black jumper she'd just put on. His cold hands on her warm flesh made her shiver. She gasped as his lips left her mouth and found the pulse point on her neck. He ran his teeth over her skin.
"Take me Angel." She whispered.
He lifted his head, stopping the movements his hands were making under her jumper.
"Cordelia."
"I know we've talked about it before and never done it but I want you to." She told him honestly. "I want to be yours."
"Is this just because Buffy's downstairs?" He asked.
She shrugged. "Partly I guess. But hearing what you just said just now I know that it's me that you love and it's me you want to be yours. I want to be yours in front of them. I don't want to be your. your closet girlfriend!"
He smiled at her. "You could never be a closet girlfriend. If you want to tell them about us then we can but I didn't because I wanted to break it to Buffy gently. I would like to mark you but only if you're sure that's what you want."
"Maybe we should go downstairs and talk about it tonight?" She suggested.
He smiled again. "That sounds like a good idea."
She kissed him again quickly and they went back downstairs.
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: A future slayer is kidnapped and it's up to the Fang Gang and the present slayer to get her back.
"What do you want me to do Angel?" Cordelia shouted and flung a plate at him. It missed the target of his head but hit his chest instead. "Wear a bin bag so men don't look at me?"
"Yeah!" He shouted back and dodged a cup that came flying at his nose. "Why are you so upset?"
"Upset?" Cordelia paused in her search for more objects to throw and turned to him, a glint in her eye. "I'm not upset."
"You're not?" He asked hopefully.
"No, of course not Angel." She replied with a tight smile. "I'm pissed off!"
Wes began to walk into the kitchen but heard her final words and turned back around again and warned Fred, Gunn and Lorne not to go in there.
"You're pissed off? Why?" He asked, completely baffled.
"Why? I don't know how that word can pop out of your undead mouth!" She flung a tin of beans at him. "You did what you promised never to do!"
"I did?" He rubbed his chin where the tin had hit. "What did I do?"
She flung her hands in the air, causing him to flinch, expecting another attack. "You re the most aggravating vampire in the whole world. You are going to stay in here and think about what you have done!"
Even as she said the words she knew they sounded stupid. He smirked which angered her more and she reached for the tinned tomatoes. Before he realised what had happened the tin had bounced off his forehead, leaving a red imprint and even a trickle of blood. That'll teach the vampire not to laugh at me, she thought with a smile.
Angel glared at her and then grabbed her, lifting her up in his arms. Her position was not graceful, she was half upside down, half sideways and she didn't even want to know where his right hand was venturing.
He carried her out of the kitchen, ignoring her screams and attempts to bite him.
"Oh dear God." Wes muttered as he saw the pair.
Gunn just snickered and mentally took bets on who was going to win, he'd put his money on Cordy.
"Angel, if you don't put me down right now I swear I'm going to." She trailed off.
"Going to what Cor?" He taunted.
Impulsively her foot fount it's way to his groin and slammed into him hard.
He dropped her unceremoniously on the floor, grimacing at the pain she'd caused him.
"Hey!" She demanded from the floor. "How gentleman like was that?"
"Cordelia, you just kicked me in the."
"In the what Angel?" A new voice added.
Everyone turned to see the Scoobies in the doorway.
"Oh dear God." Wesley repeated and dropped his glasses on the floor.
"So, Cordelia?" Buffy said and sauntered over. "Enjoying being the underling for once?"
Cordelia pulled a face. "So, Buffy?" Cordelia joined in. "Enjoying having hairs grow out of your nose?"
Buffy clamped a hand over her nose. "I do not!"
"Hey, the underling sees everything you big people don't." Cordelia made a great show over crossing her legs and tapping her fingers on the floor.
"Okay." Angel said, diffusing the situation slightly. He pulled Cordelia up off the floor by her arms. "Why don't you be a big person right now and go and put on some coffee?"
She snorted. "Yeah, because I'm going to do that."
He sighed and went to do it himself.
"You just can't find good staff these days." Buffy commented, removing her hand from her nose now Cordelia was stood up.
"Like you'd know, Miss Doublemeat Palace." Cordelia sniped and followed Angel, leaving Wes to smile awkwardly at their guests.
"What are they doing here?" She hissed.
"I don't know, I'm not a mind reader." Angel insisted.
"Good power to have though." She mused, completely off track.
He smiled. "Ha!" She said happily. "I knew you were not mad at me for kicking you in your manly manpire parts."
"My manly manpire parts?" He raised an eyebrow. "My manly manpire parts had better work tonight."
She looked thoughtful for a moment. "They'd better." She agreed.
He smiled at her and pulled her towards him to kiss her gently. "I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
"Okay, who wants coffee?" Angel asked and brought out what he'd made in a large jug.
He went back to get cups, milk and sugar and left them to help themselves.
Cordelia came out of the kitchen and hopped onto the counter. "So, what do you want?"
Angel prodded her on the way past. "She means, what brings you to LA?"
"Short holiday." Giles replied. "And also I would like to buy some rare books while we're here."
Cordelia fake yawned and Gunn snickered at her. Angel sidled across to her and elbowed her in the side. "Sounds interesting. Where are you staying?"
Giles started to stutter and look down. "Well, Buffy said. never mind."
Buffy stepped forward. "I was hoping you would let us stay here actually. You know I'd do the same for you."
Angel felt Cordelia's anger but swallowed and decided to ignore it and face her wrath later. He nodded. "Of course you would and we would love to have you."
Buffy beamed.
Cordelia frowned. "Actually."
Angel clamped a hand over Cordelia's mouth before whatever she was going to say could come out.
"Is it just me or is there something weird going on here?" Xander asked Willow in a whisper.
The red head shrugged. "I don't know. They have been working together for three years."
"Maybe they've became orgasm partners." Anya suggested a little too loudly, making Giles and Buffy turn around with weird looks on their faces.
"Fred, could you help me get some rooms ready?" Angel asked her, smiling broadly.
She nodded and jumped up to get the spare sheets and towels they had in the basement.
Lorne suddenly stood up. "Seen as though Angel Cakes is too rude to introduce us. I'm Lorne, this is Gunn and the lovely young lady who has just run down the stairs is Fred. Pleased to meet you."
Giles stuck out his hand and shook it. "Rupert Giles. And this is Xander, Willow, Anya and, of course, Buffy."
Gunn nodded hello to them.
While Lorne was making introductions Cordelia leaned towards Angel. "I can't believe you just did that."
He smiled and spoke through his teeth. "Hospitality Cordelia, look it up."
"Don't you use that phrase with me Angel." Cordelia whispered suddenly angry again, the phrase reminding her of the one he'd used when he'd fired them and stolen a book. 'I'm a vampire, look it up.'
He was instantly contrite. "I'm sorry baby." He whispered.
She gave him the evil eye and went to sit next to Gunn.
"So, Angel." Buffy turned back to him after introductions had been made. "You said 'we' would be happy to have you, who else lives here?"
Angel looked towards Cordelia but she shook her head. He sighed. "Fred does too and sometimes the others do when we work late or something."
Buffy seemed satisfied by the answer. "So, are you working late tonight?"
Gunn came to Cordelia's rescue. "Yeah, a long night of research. Could be around dawn when we finish."
Wes smiled slightly but didn't contradict his lie. "Or earlier depending on how fast we get done."
Fred came back up from the basement with he arms full of sheets and towels. Xander hurried across to help her before she could fall or drop them.
"When we work late we get to order tacos and pizza." Fred smiled. "I like tacos best."
"Me too." Willow agreed with a grin at Fred.
"I think there are enough sheets here, we don't really get many visitors." Fred explained and began sifting through the pile of linen.
"I'm sure we can manage to do that." Giles said to Fred and then turned to Angel. "If you could point us to the rooms you want us to use then we'll manage."
"Third floor, the first rooms on the right." Angel replied. "There should be four or maybe five."
Giles nodded and thanked him for letting them stay. Buffy took the bags while Giles carried up the mountain of sheets and towels and they all went upstairs.
Cordelia stood up angrily. "Is it your mission for the day to piss me off?"
Angel looked flabbergasted. "What?"
She planted a hand firmly on her hip. "Okay, first of all you try to tell me what I should and should not wear. Then you mistake me for being upset when I'm angry. Then you invite the people I hate most in the world, except for my parents, to come and stay. So you tell me which one of them is pissing me off. A, B, C or all of the above?"
He stood there, unsure of what to say.
"Don't think of what to say." Lorne advised. "Never goes down well."
"I think you got some revenge by kicking me in places where I shouldn't be kicked." He replied. "And throwing a tin of beans at my head."
Gunn snorted and then muttered. "Might knock some sense into that big head of yours."
"Revenge?" Cordelia uttered. "I don't want revenge."
"You don't?" He asked stupidly. "Then what do you..?"
"I want to be apologised to and treated with the respect I deserve." She stated and put both of her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.
"The respect. you deserve." He repeated slowly.
"Think about that." She replied and walked across to him.
She put an arm around him, pulling him close to her and reached around to his ass. He looked nervously at the others, wondering what she was up to. She began fumbling and he jumped.
She grinned at him and pulled her arm back around, revealing the credit card she'd swiped from his pocket.
"Think hard!" She shouted over her shoulder as she left the hotel.
He stared after her and gulped. This was not going to end well.
Cordelia arrived back hours later loaded down with bags. Angel gulped as he saw several designer ones amongst them.
The Scoobies were helping the gang with research and were scattered around the office area. Anya was helping Wes research into Amerat demons as she had met a couple and even dated one during her time as a vengeance demon. Fred and Willow were happily searching the Net on Fred's computer for any spiritual disturbances in the area. Xander was reading a boring demon book while Gunn sharpened weapons. Buffy was sat on Cordelia's desk leaning over Angel's shoulder as he sat at his own desk reading a file.
"Been having fun?" He asked as she came towards the counter to put the bags down on it.
She smiled. "Of course."
"Been anywhere nice?" He asked. "And expensive."
She smiled even more. "I might have."
Angel closed his eyes briefly. "Great."
"Well, if you ask me." Buffy began. "I think it's wrong to go spending a lot of Angel's money."
"It's a good job no-one asked you then, isn't it?" Cordelia said pointedly and picked up her bags again. "I'll go upstairs and unpack these."
She walked towards the stairs and then stopped and turned around. "Oh, and Buffy, when you decide to stop polishing my desk with your ass give me a call and I'll disinfect it, okay?"
She left Buffy to stare after her open mouthed.
"Yo man." Gunn said to Angel. "Barbie's cool."
Angel followed Cordelia upstairs when it wouldn't seem suspicious.
He opened his bedroom door cautiously and peered inside. He was greeted by the sight of Cordelia's half naked form. He entered the room completely and leaned against the door to close it.
She turned around. "Oh, it's you."
He eyed her dressed in only a pair of jeans and a white lacy bra. "Nice outfit."
"I thought so." She replied and pulled a jumper over her head.
"Have you stopped being pissed at me yet?"
"That depends."
"On what?" He asked warily.
"On where I'm sleeping tonight." She replied and turned to look at him.
"Where do you want to sleep?"
She blew out her breath angrily. "Look Angel, can we stop playing games? Am I going to be sleeping with you tonight or am I going to be in the guest room in case the love of your life decides to call in the middle of the night?"
"Cordelia, honey, you are the love of my love." Angel answered and came to envelope her in his arms so her head rested against his chest. "And I want you right beside me tonight, or under me, or on top, whatever."
She laughed softly. "Or all of the above."
He smiled and kissed her head. "I'm sorry for telling you what to wear and I'm sorry for starting on you when a man looked at you. I know that men are going to look at you because you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I promise that in the future I will try to accept that."
"And?" She prompted.
"I promise that I will pay more attention to your feelings and take your feelings into account before making rash decisions." He recited what he had planned to say on the way up the stairs.
"Such as?"
"Such as inviting people that you hate into the hotel." He replied with a smile.
She looked up at him. "That's better." She kissed him gently. "As longs as I get to be on top."
He smiled and captured her lips again. His hands drifted to her waist and slid up the black jumper she'd just put on. His cold hands on her warm flesh made her shiver. She gasped as his lips left her mouth and found the pulse point on her neck. He ran his teeth over her skin.
"Take me Angel." She whispered.
He lifted his head, stopping the movements his hands were making under her jumper.
"Cordelia."
"I know we've talked about it before and never done it but I want you to." She told him honestly. "I want to be yours."
"Is this just because Buffy's downstairs?" He asked.
She shrugged. "Partly I guess. But hearing what you just said just now I know that it's me that you love and it's me you want to be yours. I want to be yours in front of them. I don't want to be your. your closet girlfriend!"
He smiled at her. "You could never be a closet girlfriend. If you want to tell them about us then we can but I didn't because I wanted to break it to Buffy gently. I would like to mark you but only if you're sure that's what you want."
"Maybe we should go downstairs and talk about it tonight?" She suggested.
He smiled again. "That sounds like a good idea."
She kissed him again quickly and they went back downstairs.