Disclaimer- I don't own these characters etc. They belong to Joss and all
those other people and companies that are involved with Angel. I'm just
having fun with them. DON'T SUE ME…please. :)
A/N- I know that most of this (okay almost all of this) is completely AU. I have written more, but I want to know what u all think first. Please R&R. ps- there might be typos
Spoilers- ummm…Seasons 1, 2 of Angel….a couple of eps in season 3 (although bein' Aussie I haven't seen them….so its spoilers of spoilers) I don't know to be honest… :)
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"We were really, *really* drunk." I know its no excuse, but it's all that I can manage to say. Angel stares at me in disbelief, not even attempting to hide his anger. I don't blame him for being pissed off. I mean, I *did* sleep with his mortal enemy. One of them, at any rate. (He's got a lot, y'know.) I try to explain, without too much detail.
"I was at this club, well known in the acting world for all the casting agents that *drop* by, and I bumped into him. He was lookin' good and he asked to buy me a drink…and after about 100 tequila shots- " (Yes, I know that I'm over exaggerating) "-Well, we ended up back at his place…do I need to say much more? But, when I woke up and realised what-" (and who) "-I'd done, I left. He wasn't awake yet and I just let myself out. Haven't spoken to or seen him since."
I try to meet Angel's gaze with mine. He refuses to look me in the eye. "Angel," I plead, "I'm soo sorry. God, you don't *know* how sorry I am." I probably would never have told him anything about that night. It was around 2 months ago. I thought I could keep it hidden, but something this big always comes out sooner or later. Hell, I've kept it from him for long enough. Plus, the longer I leave it, the more it'll upset him. I don't want to lose Angel's trust. Christ Cordelia, you really messed up this time. I try again to look him in the eye. "Angel-" I start. I'm fighting back tears now. He cuts me off. Anger fills his voice.
"Why Cordy? Why tell me all this *now*? Why not wait another 2 months…or better yet, another 2 years? What? Is the guilt getting to you Cor?" He sounds more like Angelus than Angel.
"I couldn't keep it from you any longer!" I respond, raising my voice. It's all I can do to stop myself from crying. "A…and I thought that you'd actually understand 'cos…y'know…you and Darla-"
"*That* was different." He snaps, interrupting once again.
I know that. He's Mr Brood. A man who likes to keep his feelings hidden. A man who won't talk to his friends when he feels himself slipping, but fires them instead. A man who had sex with another incredibly evil vampire to make himself feel better. But even then, that wasn't the intention. No….He *intended* to lose his soul. Instead he created another, and brought his own soul back in full force. Whereas I, Queen C, *always* let everyone know what I'm thinking and feeling. My only excuse for what I did is that I got drunk. Very, VERY drunk. And now I'm paying for it.
Angel stares at me, obviously expecting a better explanation, or at least a response to his last comment. Which I give him.
"I know that Angel. And I know that you don't regret it." I mean, he got a son from it. A miraculous and absolutely gorgeous baby boy.
"Do you?" He questions, finally looking me in the eye. I'm standing with my back to the door, facing him. He leans against his desk, waiting for an answer.
"Regret it?" I state. "No. Well, I do, but-"
"But what?" His tone is soo cold and unforgiving. His gaze is worse. Why did I want to look him in the eye in the first place? I ask myself.
Despite my efforts to stay calm, I begin to sob. I can't hold it back anymore. "B…because I'm pregnant." There I said it and I don't feel any better. Told you I couldn't hide that night for much longer.
He softens immediately and rushes to embrace me. I cry against his chest. "Oh, Cordy…" He whispers. I burst into a new batch of sobs, my howling muffled by his shirt. "Its okay…" He tells me.
No its not. I want to scream back. I'm pregnant to Lindsey McDonald.
A/N- I know that most of this (okay almost all of this) is completely AU. I have written more, but I want to know what u all think first. Please R&R. ps- there might be typos
Spoilers- ummm…Seasons 1, 2 of Angel….a couple of eps in season 3 (although bein' Aussie I haven't seen them….so its spoilers of spoilers) I don't know to be honest… :)
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"We were really, *really* drunk." I know its no excuse, but it's all that I can manage to say. Angel stares at me in disbelief, not even attempting to hide his anger. I don't blame him for being pissed off. I mean, I *did* sleep with his mortal enemy. One of them, at any rate. (He's got a lot, y'know.) I try to explain, without too much detail.
"I was at this club, well known in the acting world for all the casting agents that *drop* by, and I bumped into him. He was lookin' good and he asked to buy me a drink…and after about 100 tequila shots- " (Yes, I know that I'm over exaggerating) "-Well, we ended up back at his place…do I need to say much more? But, when I woke up and realised what-" (and who) "-I'd done, I left. He wasn't awake yet and I just let myself out. Haven't spoken to or seen him since."
I try to meet Angel's gaze with mine. He refuses to look me in the eye. "Angel," I plead, "I'm soo sorry. God, you don't *know* how sorry I am." I probably would never have told him anything about that night. It was around 2 months ago. I thought I could keep it hidden, but something this big always comes out sooner or later. Hell, I've kept it from him for long enough. Plus, the longer I leave it, the more it'll upset him. I don't want to lose Angel's trust. Christ Cordelia, you really messed up this time. I try again to look him in the eye. "Angel-" I start. I'm fighting back tears now. He cuts me off. Anger fills his voice.
"Why Cordy? Why tell me all this *now*? Why not wait another 2 months…or better yet, another 2 years? What? Is the guilt getting to you Cor?" He sounds more like Angelus than Angel.
"I couldn't keep it from you any longer!" I respond, raising my voice. It's all I can do to stop myself from crying. "A…and I thought that you'd actually understand 'cos…y'know…you and Darla-"
"*That* was different." He snaps, interrupting once again.
I know that. He's Mr Brood. A man who likes to keep his feelings hidden. A man who won't talk to his friends when he feels himself slipping, but fires them instead. A man who had sex with another incredibly evil vampire to make himself feel better. But even then, that wasn't the intention. No….He *intended* to lose his soul. Instead he created another, and brought his own soul back in full force. Whereas I, Queen C, *always* let everyone know what I'm thinking and feeling. My only excuse for what I did is that I got drunk. Very, VERY drunk. And now I'm paying for it.
Angel stares at me, obviously expecting a better explanation, or at least a response to his last comment. Which I give him.
"I know that Angel. And I know that you don't regret it." I mean, he got a son from it. A miraculous and absolutely gorgeous baby boy.
"Do you?" He questions, finally looking me in the eye. I'm standing with my back to the door, facing him. He leans against his desk, waiting for an answer.
"Regret it?" I state. "No. Well, I do, but-"
"But what?" His tone is soo cold and unforgiving. His gaze is worse. Why did I want to look him in the eye in the first place? I ask myself.
Despite my efforts to stay calm, I begin to sob. I can't hold it back anymore. "B…because I'm pregnant." There I said it and I don't feel any better. Told you I couldn't hide that night for much longer.
He softens immediately and rushes to embrace me. I cry against his chest. "Oh, Cordy…" He whispers. I burst into a new batch of sobs, my howling muffled by his shirt. "Its okay…" He tells me.
No its not. I want to scream back. I'm pregnant to Lindsey McDonald.