Title: Minou
Author: Athlantis
Email: G (((or pg?)))
Summary: The Fang Gang must deal with Angel's reaction when Cordy leaves on vacation with the Groosalugg. Buffy & the Scoobies are in LA to help.
Spoilers: Everything untill 'Couplet', no Connor though.

Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
Distribution: Angel's Archive, Just Fic, FSB.

Author's Note: I wrote this at the beginning of last year and it was the first first fic I finished, but since my dog got missed a few days latter I complete forgot about it. I recently found this fic, so here it is. The title has really nothing to do with the fic, but still, Minou means little (Chiquitita), my puppy name.
Author's note II: And almost a year later, I found the damned notebook where I had it written, so here it is. The first two chapter are a little different from the original and chapter three is new

Thanks: Lysa thank you so much for the beta (I should have asked you if that how it's says...anyway) Thank you, thank you, thank you!!! I could have never finished this much less have the courage to try to do so if it hadn't been for you!!!

P.S. English is not my real language, so be nice.
Feedback: please!!!!

Part 1: Desperate Measures

They arrived at the Hyperion. It was strange to have the whole Scooby Gang with her, but Buffy didn't want to face the situation on her own. Though she never said anything about it, she was glad her friends had decided to join her.

When the doors opened, the entire atmosphere seemed filled by deep anguish. There were four people standing to greet them: her former Watcher, Wesley Wyndham-Pryce, although his appearance was a lot different than before; Buffy didn't recognized the others, a tough looking young black man, a pale brunette and a red-horned green demon.

Her first instinct was slaying the demon until she realized no one seemed threatened by him. Before she could ask about his presence Wesley spoke, "Buffy, I'm glad you're here."

He offered his hand and Buffy, hesitating, shook it. "I'd never leave him alone at a time like this. You know that," she added truthfully.

Standing next to her, staring strangely at Lorne, Xander tell them "I didn't realized it was Halloween"

"Xander...," Willow was about to lecture him when the brunette introduced them.

Nudging him with her elbow, "Xander...," Willow was about to lecture him when the thin brunette introduced herself as Fred Burkle.

"I'm Gunn. Two N's' "

"Hello Gunn with two N's" Xander mocked him.

Before Gunn could fire back, the demon spoke up, raising his drink in a salute, "I'm Lorne, my sweet eclair. Look at you. You're just full of surprises on the inside. Welcome to Depressionville."

"Eclair?" Willowlooked puzzled, but finished the rest of the introductions, "This is Xander and his girlfriend Anya."

"So where's the suffering vamp?" Anya impatiently asked.

Gunn answered, "Upstairs."

"What exactly happened with him?" Buffy didn't know the details. She had just responded to Wesley's call and come straight to Los Angeles. "You said he was devastated, but never mentioned why. Who is responsible?"

Wesley answered instantly, "Cordelia, I'm afraid," with the others chiming in simultaneously with groans and sighs of: "The princess", "Barbie" and "Cordy, of course."

Realizing they were all talking about Cordelia Chase, Buffy's mouth gaped open.

Annoyed, Xander said, "So she hasn't stopped been a pain in the ass. Should say I'm impressed, then again, I'm not."

At that moment Gunn stepped up. "Don't know you, but I definitely don't like you. Just so we understand each other, diss her again and we gonna talk."

"What's your problem? You called us, remember?" Buffy said getting angry.

"I don't need you defending me from scary looking man" Xander replied a little embarrassed.

"Ain't my problem, and just so we understand each other, name's Gunn."

"Gunn...,"Wesley sensed the tension escalating. "They're here to help."

"I still don't get it. We should try to bring Barbie home to deal with this, not call in the Mystery Men"

Fred reminded him, "We couldn't find her, you know that. Wes did what he thought was the best."

"I'm not down with that," Gunn answered. "Taking such desperate measures by bringing Blondie here ain't gonna help."

Buffy was getting annoying by the little family issues. "Whatever, can I see him?"

"Please, Buffy, and if you can manage to get him to eat we would appreciate it," Wesley said, glad she changed the subject.

"What about us, can we see Dead Boy?" Xander wanted to know.

"Let me think about it… NO," was Gunn's reply.

Buffy headed upstairs after being given directions and went to Angel's bedroom. The minute she entered, a low growl sounded from the other side of the room. "Get out of here!!!"

"Angel, I'm here to help. Wesley says you haven't eaten in a week, you're gonna make yourself sick."

"GET OUT OF HERE!!!" Beyond listening, Angel pushed her out and shut the door in her face.

"Angel!" Buffy was desperate; there was nothing she could do.