Title: Always and Forever
Author: Angelchica
Email: Mistyblue622@hotmail.com
Summary: A beautiful story about Angel and Cordelia getting sent back into Angel's past. Will their love be able to survive past enemies and possibly death? Major C/A!!!
Spoiler: Everything takes place after Waiting in The Wings except this has nothing to do with Groo! He never existed and never will!!! Except maybe for his eyes! hehe Angel and Cordelia together forever, baby! No one else!
Disclaimer: Angel is mine! All mine baby! hehe! I wish!
Feedback: As always please R & R! Your reviews and the fact that you read my stories is what keeps me writing! Send me ideas that you would want me to write about. I would be happy to write stories on ideas that you give me. Just let me know! (mistyblue622@hotmail.com)
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Deja vu
Gelway, Ireland, 1753
The lightning flashed and the thunder roared. A big light shone, enough to the blind the world entirely. Then, Cordelia came flying out of the light and landed hard on the ground and started rolling until she came to a complete stop. Then, Angel came out of the bright light and hit the ground. Angel shook his head trying to regain his sight. He looked around him and noticed that Cordelia was farther down the road. She was trying to get up from the floor but was having some trouble. Angel got up and went over to help Cordelia.
"Cordelia, are you ok?" Angel asked as he helped Cordelia up. She looked up to see Angel and she felt so relieved. She gasped and hung on to him and didn't want to let go.
"I am now," she said as the rain continued to pour on them. Angel looked at her and smiled. Angel then looked away and started to look at their surroundings. He knew right away that they weren't in Los Angeles anymore yet it seemed somewhat familiar. He felt as if he had been here before but he couldn't quite grasp it just yet. Cordelia looked at Angel and then realized that he was looking around. Cordelia looked down and then around. Then she knew what Angel was thinking.
"Oh, crap! Don't tell me we just went through some kind of portal again!" she yelled out. Cordelia looked up at Angel and realized that her question was answered by the expression on his face.
"Don't worry, I'm sure Wes will think of a way to get us back," Angel said trying to sound reassuring. He didn't know what would happen. Before, they at least had a hint as to where they could have been but now it seemed impossible. They had not found out who the demons were and if they didn't, who knows what would happen.
"Where are we?" Cordelia asked as she shivered from the pouring rain.
"I don't know. Maybe we should walk down towards there. There's light coming from over there. It might be a city or town. It's our best chance right now," Angel said as he took his coat off and put it on Cordelia. She looked up to him and gave him a thank you smile and clutched at the jacket even though it was soaking itself it did provide some much needed warmth to her. They started their walk and pretty soon they reached what looked like a small town.
"Oh my gosh," Cordelia gasped as she looked at the town. It seemed so old fashioned. The women were dressed in long gowns. The people walked down the streets and some were riding horses, "I think we just arrived in retro town," Cordelia said. Angel looked around. He was having a major sense of deja vu. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. In fact, he didn't even believe he was there but then it began to sink in and he knew exactly where he was.
"No, it's not retro town. It's just that we are in retro time," Angel said. Cordelia looked at him confused.
"Huh?" Cordelia asked. Retro time? Did such thing exist.
"I mean that this isn't some kind of retro town," Angel said.
"Then what is it? An Amish community?" Cordelia asked still confused but trying to add some humor into this all even though she wasn't that successful.
"I mean that we have gone back in time. We're in the 18th century," Angel said. Cordelia looked up at Angel. She couldn't believe what he had just said but then it sunk in. Before she didn't believe in vampires and demons and now she was exposed to them so the whole idea of time travel didn't seem so far fetched anymore.
"Well, how do you know that we're in the 18th century?" Cordelia asked still uncertain on how Angel came to that conclusion.
"Because I was born in the 18th century," Angel said as he turned to look at Cordelia.
"Are you saying that-" Cordelia didn't finished her sentence. Angel nodded as if he knew exactly what Cordelia was thinking.
"Yeah. This is where I was born. We're in Gelway, Ireland," Angel said. Cordelia looked up to him. She knew what this must mean to him. It all sounded as if it was planned. As if the demons had planned to send them back to Angel's hometown, but why? What business did he have here? Cordelia was scared at the thought. Who knows what those demons had planned and she didn't want to know but she feared more for Angel than anything else. She knew it wasn't going to be a pretty adventure.
Cordelia started to walk a bit and walked halfway the street but then she turned around and noticed a man on a horse and carriage coming straight at her. She turned and started to scream but then she was pulled away and landed hard on the floor and scraped her leg. She looked back and saw Angel there. They turned back up and looked at the man riding the carriage.
"You better get your prostitute out of the way!" the man yelled at Angel.
"Excuse me!" Cordelia yelled back.
"You better apologize to her," Angel said.
"Apologize? To that?" he said sarcastically as he pointed to Cordelia. Angel got so mad that re ran up to the man and punched him in the face as hard as he could.
"Angel!" she yelled out as she pulled him back to keep him from hurting the other man any more.
"I said apologize to her," Angel said.
"Alright, I'm sorry!" he said as he rode off. Cordelia looked at Angel. They really were in for a long ride.
* * *
Wesley burst through the Hyperion followed by Fred and Gunn. He went straight to his office and started to pull out all his books.
"Fred, I want you guys to go through as much books as you can. We have to find out who these demons are. Gunn, head over to Caritas and try to find information from the Host. See if he knows anything or knows anyone that might know. We have to bring them back. We have to," Wesley said as he saw Gunn nodded his head and then left. Fred was already searching through the books.
* * *
Cordelia and Angel continued to walk through the town. Angel was marveled at all that he was seeing. It looked exactly the same as it had when he had lived there. He looked over at Cordelia and noticed how cold she looked. She was shivering and he could tell that she had a slight limp due to the fall she had taken earlier. He could just imagine how painful it must feel as the water trickles down her leg and goes through the wound. He winced at the thought.
"Let's find a hotel of some sort. We don't know how long we're going to be here so we might as well make the best of it," Angel said.
"With what? I'm sure our money is no good here," Cordelia said as she shivered. Angel thought for a second and then remembered something.
"Come on," Angel said as Cordelia followed. They walked a while and then Angel stopped in front of a small shop. He entered the shop followed by Cordelia who stopped and laid back on the wall. Angel went up to the counter and waited for the clerk to attend him.
"May I help you?" the man asked with his thick Irish accent.
"How much for the ring?" Angel asked as he showed the clerk the ring. The short, chubby man took the ring and examined it. He looked at it a bit skeptical but then put it down and looked over to the door where Cordelia was standing.
"I could give you more for that over there," the short man said. Angel reached out and grabbed the man by his collar.
"You look over there one more time and you're going to wish you were blind," Angel said. Cordelia started to walk towards them but then she saw the man nod his head and Angel let go of his collar. Cordelia walked back to where she was standing. The man went into the back room and then came back out with a stack of money.
"Here you go. She's hurt. You might want to clean that wound up. Don't want it to get nasty," the man said. Angel smiled and then started to walk out but then something caught his eyes. He turned around and noticed a calendar of some sort. He looked over to it and then he felt that if he had had a heart it would have stop beating. Cordelia looked over and walked up to him.
"Angel what's wrong?" Cordelia asked but then looked over at what Angel was staring at.
"1753," Angel said. Cordelia looked away from the calendar and looked into Angel's eyes. She could see the fear in his eyes. She knew he had wondered what year it was and now the year that had doomed him with eternal suffering was in fact present now.
"Let's go Angel, I'm cold and tired," Cordelia said as she shivered. Angel looked down at Cordelia.
"Right, I'm sorry," Angel said as they started to walk out of the shop. Cordelia looked back at the man and saw him turn away quickly.
"What's his problem?" Cordelia asked Angel.
* * *
Wesley looked over at Fred. She looked so beautiful but he knew better. She had chosen Gunn and he was happy that she had found happiness but he couldn't help feeling hurt over the fact that she didn't like him the way he had thought. Wesley shook away his thoughts. This wasn't the time to be thinking of such things. Angel and Cordelia were who knows where and possibly in danger and he wanted to make sure that it didn't stay that way.
"Any luck?" Wesley asked.
"None, whatsoever. I don't know. Something's not right. I mean if these demons exist then there should be some sort of background info on them, right? I mean unless they're certain types of demons that change their form," Fred said.
"Yes, that could be true but then again they would need to copy their form from something else. Plus they do have the quality of shooting out whatever that was out of their mouths all the time they were to change their identities. When they change, then the characteristics of that certain demon come along with it," Wesley said just as Gunn entered the Hyperion.
"Lorne's been trying to get the 411 on these things but no such luck. We asked all of the demon things in the bar if they had any clue as to what they were. This isn't looking good Wes. This isn't working out to well," Gunn said.
"What about Lorne? Where is he?" Wesley asked.
"He's trying to find a way to get to the Powers. Maybe they can find out what's going on. They are probably our best shot at anything right now," Gunn said.
* * *
Angel and Cordelia walked into town, looking for a hotel. Angel remembered where there could be one. He looked over at Cordelia. She looked so cold and scared. He knew she was trying to hide it but he knew how to take a closer look.
"We're almost there," Angel said.
"I can't go on any more," Cordelia said out of breath and in pain. Angel looked at her.
"We're almost there," Angel said.
"But I can't. I'm too tired and my leg is killing me. I can't anymore," Cordelia said as she stopped and leaned on a wall and let herself fall to the ground. Angel felt heartbroken at the sight of seeing her like that. He could tell she was extremely tired and could tell she was gasping for air.
"Don't give up on me now, Cordy," Angel pleaded as he got down and picked her up.
"Angel, what are you doing? I'm only going to slow you down," Cordelia said.
"Promise me you won't give up on me and I won't give up on you," Angel said to her. Cordelia looked up at him and felt her heart melt when she heard those words. Angel sure knew how to get to her heart and she loved him for that.
"I promise," she said with a weak smile. They looked around their surroundings. They knew it was going to be very distinct to what they were used to. This was a whole new world, a different period, one that Cordelia had always imagined but one she thought she would never get to live and now she was scared that maybe this had been her fault.
She remembered to when she was talking to Angel about being able to live back in these days, getting to wear the old dresses. Then Cordelia looked around at the women. She looked at the women and then realized that she must look something like a hooker or something to that effect. It kind of reminded her of Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman except without the Hollywood drama in it. Cordelia clenched Angel's coat closer, hoping not to be showing to much. She noticed how all the people kept on staring at them but especially at her. She knew all the men were looking at her as if she was a piece of meat and she knew that all the women were looking at her wondering why she was wearing such provocative clothing and probably making such rude comments about her.
Angel could sense that Cordelia was feeling uncomfortable and he knew exactly why. He looked around and noticed how all the men were staring at her waiting to just eat her up. He felt so furious and wished that he could just put on his game face and kill them all. He knew that they were all getting a bad impression about her and it killed him that they thought that way of her. If they only knew what a remarkable woman she really is.
Angel could see the hotel wasn't that far anymore but then he realized that Cordelia was trying to look behind her. He turned around and noticed that she was looking at something in a shop. She motioned for him to go back to see something. Angel was a bit confused but he did as she told him. He looked into the window and noticed what it was that she was looking at. He couldn't help but to smile. No matter where you take her, clothes still ranked number one.
"Oh my gosh, Angel, this is like the most beautiful dress I have ever seen in my life and in the 21st century," Cordelia said with a smile.
She looked at the dress and didn't want to look away. She was scared that if she blinked it would be gone. It really was a beautiful dress. It was a long (well obviously), red, velvet dress. It's sleeves, were short but they hung off of the shoulders exposing the wearer's bare shoulders. It would fit so lovely. The way the dress was made was where it would give the person the best shape. It would definitely show off the curves and enhance the bust. It was absolutely beautiful.
"Ok, we have to go now Cordelia, the hotel is right over there. We have to get you all warmed up," Angel said as he rubbed her shoulders. Cordelia smiled and they started towards the hotel.
Angel went up to it and opened the hotel's doors. The hotel was nice and warm. Angel looked around and noticed how it hadn't changed at all. It was exactly how he remembered it. They went up to the man to make their reservations. Angel put Cordelia down and waited to be served.
"How can I help-" the clerk looked up and looked at Cordelia and then up at Angel and then froze. Angel looked at him and then remembered him.
"Liam? Is that you?" the clerk asked.
"Yeah it's me, Robert," Angel said.
"What did you do to your hair?" Robert asked.
"Oh you know, just thought I'd go for something new," Angel said finally remembering that Robert was one of his only good friends.
"You're clothes as well?" he asked with his thick Irish accent.
"Yeah, looks that way," Angel said.
"So who's that? Another one of your prostitute conquests?" Robert asked with a smirk. Angel went up to him and grabbed him by the collar.
"She isn't a prostitute!" he yelled as he threw him back.
"Dude, man I'm sorry but what's gotten into you? Since when do you defend it like that? I mean come on, Liam, we all know you. We know how you like your women and we know the type of person you are. No offense but you take pride in it," Robert said.
"I'm a different man, Robert. I've changed. You have no idea," Angel said.
"Yeah, sure, so you'll have the usual?" he asked about the reservation.
"No, I need two rooms," he said.
"Two rooms?" he asked confused, "Whatever," he said as he looked through his planner with all the people's names on it, "Hey, Liam, I'm sorry but we're booked today, we only have one room left. Take it or leave it?" he asked. Angel looked back at Cordelia who was standing there, shivering from the cold.
"I'll take it," Angel said as he grabbed the key from Robert and started walking with Cordelia. Robert looked at Angel. He knew something was different. He did seem like a different person. And it wasn't just the fact that he had a different hairstyle or sense of clothing but just the way he presented himself was entirely different. He was even hiding his accent and talking like an American. What had gotten into him, he asked himself.
Angel opened the door and led Cordelia in.
"I'm sorry, I could only get one room," he said.
"It's alright. I'm just glad to be somewhere warm now," she said as she looked over at the small fireplace.
"Why don't you go dry up and get under the covers. I don't want you getting sick," he said as Cordelia started walking towards the bathroom. She went in and shut the door. She went over to the mirror and looked at herself. She still couldn't believe everything that was happening, yet it was and there was nothing she could do. She just hoped that Wesley and the other's could figure out a way to get them back. Cordelia grabbed a towel and started to dry herself. She was still cold but she knew once she was under the covers, she would be fine and her leg was still stinging in pain. She would go to sleep, wake up in the morning in her own apartment safe and sound with Dennis there to keep her company and then realize that it was all just a bad dream and nothing else.
She was about to open the door when an all to familiar pain started to crawl up from behind her neck up to her head and then it hit her. She fell to the ground screaming in pain. Angel heard her and knocked on the door but noticed that she wasn't opening the door. He kicked the door open and saw that Cordelia was lying on the floor, screaming and clutching on to her head. He didn't understand what was happening. He was hoping that was he was thinking was wrong and was afraid to ask. The pain finally seemed to seize and Cordelia was crying softly. Angel cradled her, scared that what he thought was actually true. He picked her up and carried her to the bed and laid her down gently.
She had calmed down a bit but she was still really pale. He was afraid to ask but he knew he had to.
"Are you ok?" Angel asked her. Cordelia wiped her eyes and looked up at him.
"Angel, I had a vision. Just like before. It was painful! I thought I wasn't going to go through that anymore! Why did it happen? I don't understand," Cordelia said.
'I don't know Cordy. Maybe the whole time hopping thing has something to do with it. Don't worry. We'll be home soon and you won't have to worry about this anymore," Angel said.
"I'm scared," Cordelia said. Angel went over and hugged her. She was trembling and knew that it wasn't just from the cold.
"What did you see?" Angel asked knowing that it wasn't the time to be asking that but he knew he had no choice.
"Vampires, there's a few about to attack a woman. I don't know exactly where it is. All I can say is that its a residential place. Not that many shops. By a hill of some sort with a big well in the middle. Does that help?" Cordelia asked. Angel thought for a while trying to remember the whole town and then everything seemed to fall into place.
"Yeah it does. Does your head hurt?" Angel asked. Cordelia nodded her head. Angel wished he had some aspirin or that she had at least had some but he remembered how Cordelia had emptied her purse from all the medication. He remembered how she said that she didn't want anymore reminders of all the crap she went through because of the visions and now they had returned to haunt her. Angel didn't know how much he would be able to take. He knew that she had the visions because of him but he also knew that she would eventually die from it. He looked down at Cordelia and noticed that she had fallen asleep in his arms.
"Hurry up Wesley," he said to himself in an almost pleading manner. He didn't know how much of this he could actually take. It was too much. He just hoped that Wesley was close at figuring it out and that when they woke up, they would be back home with their friends and Connor. Angel looked down. His son. How he missed his son. Angel carefully took his arm from under Cordelia's head and made sure as to not wake her up. She moaned a bit as she stirred but then she was still. Angel pulled the covers making sure that she wasn't cold and then walked over to the window and made sure to pull the curtains. He didn't want to end up a pile of dust in the morning and most of all, wanted to make sure Cordelia slept. Angel looked at her one more time and then left the room to go find the pack of vampires.
* * *
Lorne came into the Hyperion and the rest of the gang stood up in hope that he had some information. He just looked at them and shook his head. Everyone's hopeful faces drooped. He had been their only hope and just like that it was gone.
"What happened?" Fred asked.
"The Powers wouldn't tell me anything. They said that what is done, shall be and that they had no control over it and that they had no business in fixing things for us inferiors even though it has to do with the champion. I don't know but this all doesn't seem right," Lorne said.
"Maybe the Powers have something to do with this," Wesley said.
"The Powers? But they are on our side," Gunn said.
"Unless Wolfram and Hart has some sort of connection with them and they have the Powers in their control," Fred said.
"No, it can't be," Lorne asked as they all looked at Wesley. He looked up from his books to stare at them all.
"What do you think, Wes?" Gunn asked.
"I don't know, I really don't know," Wesley said with a frown.
Author: Angelchica
Email: Mistyblue622@hotmail.com
Summary: A beautiful story about Angel and Cordelia getting sent back into Angel's past. Will their love be able to survive past enemies and possibly death? Major C/A!!!
Spoiler: Everything takes place after Waiting in The Wings except this has nothing to do with Groo! He never existed and never will!!! Except maybe for his eyes! hehe Angel and Cordelia together forever, baby! No one else!
Disclaimer: Angel is mine! All mine baby! hehe! I wish!
Feedback: As always please R & R! Your reviews and the fact that you read my stories is what keeps me writing! Send me ideas that you would want me to write about. I would be happy to write stories on ideas that you give me. Just let me know! (mistyblue622@hotmail.com)
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Deja vu
Gelway, Ireland, 1753
The lightning flashed and the thunder roared. A big light shone, enough to the blind the world entirely. Then, Cordelia came flying out of the light and landed hard on the ground and started rolling until she came to a complete stop. Then, Angel came out of the bright light and hit the ground. Angel shook his head trying to regain his sight. He looked around him and noticed that Cordelia was farther down the road. She was trying to get up from the floor but was having some trouble. Angel got up and went over to help Cordelia.
"Cordelia, are you ok?" Angel asked as he helped Cordelia up. She looked up to see Angel and she felt so relieved. She gasped and hung on to him and didn't want to let go.
"I am now," she said as the rain continued to pour on them. Angel looked at her and smiled. Angel then looked away and started to look at their surroundings. He knew right away that they weren't in Los Angeles anymore yet it seemed somewhat familiar. He felt as if he had been here before but he couldn't quite grasp it just yet. Cordelia looked at Angel and then realized that he was looking around. Cordelia looked down and then around. Then she knew what Angel was thinking.
"Oh, crap! Don't tell me we just went through some kind of portal again!" she yelled out. Cordelia looked up at Angel and realized that her question was answered by the expression on his face.
"Don't worry, I'm sure Wes will think of a way to get us back," Angel said trying to sound reassuring. He didn't know what would happen. Before, they at least had a hint as to where they could have been but now it seemed impossible. They had not found out who the demons were and if they didn't, who knows what would happen.
"Where are we?" Cordelia asked as she shivered from the pouring rain.
"I don't know. Maybe we should walk down towards there. There's light coming from over there. It might be a city or town. It's our best chance right now," Angel said as he took his coat off and put it on Cordelia. She looked up to him and gave him a thank you smile and clutched at the jacket even though it was soaking itself it did provide some much needed warmth to her. They started their walk and pretty soon they reached what looked like a small town.
"Oh my gosh," Cordelia gasped as she looked at the town. It seemed so old fashioned. The women were dressed in long gowns. The people walked down the streets and some were riding horses, "I think we just arrived in retro town," Cordelia said. Angel looked around. He was having a major sense of deja vu. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. In fact, he didn't even believe he was there but then it began to sink in and he knew exactly where he was.
"No, it's not retro town. It's just that we are in retro time," Angel said. Cordelia looked at him confused.
"Huh?" Cordelia asked. Retro time? Did such thing exist.
"I mean that this isn't some kind of retro town," Angel said.
"Then what is it? An Amish community?" Cordelia asked still confused but trying to add some humor into this all even though she wasn't that successful.
"I mean that we have gone back in time. We're in the 18th century," Angel said. Cordelia looked up at Angel. She couldn't believe what he had just said but then it sunk in. Before she didn't believe in vampires and demons and now she was exposed to them so the whole idea of time travel didn't seem so far fetched anymore.
"Well, how do you know that we're in the 18th century?" Cordelia asked still uncertain on how Angel came to that conclusion.
"Because I was born in the 18th century," Angel said as he turned to look at Cordelia.
"Are you saying that-" Cordelia didn't finished her sentence. Angel nodded as if he knew exactly what Cordelia was thinking.
"Yeah. This is where I was born. We're in Gelway, Ireland," Angel said. Cordelia looked up to him. She knew what this must mean to him. It all sounded as if it was planned. As if the demons had planned to send them back to Angel's hometown, but why? What business did he have here? Cordelia was scared at the thought. Who knows what those demons had planned and she didn't want to know but she feared more for Angel than anything else. She knew it wasn't going to be a pretty adventure.
Cordelia started to walk a bit and walked halfway the street but then she turned around and noticed a man on a horse and carriage coming straight at her. She turned and started to scream but then she was pulled away and landed hard on the floor and scraped her leg. She looked back and saw Angel there. They turned back up and looked at the man riding the carriage.
"You better get your prostitute out of the way!" the man yelled at Angel.
"Excuse me!" Cordelia yelled back.
"You better apologize to her," Angel said.
"Apologize? To that?" he said sarcastically as he pointed to Cordelia. Angel got so mad that re ran up to the man and punched him in the face as hard as he could.
"Angel!" she yelled out as she pulled him back to keep him from hurting the other man any more.
"I said apologize to her," Angel said.
"Alright, I'm sorry!" he said as he rode off. Cordelia looked at Angel. They really were in for a long ride.
* * *
Wesley burst through the Hyperion followed by Fred and Gunn. He went straight to his office and started to pull out all his books.
"Fred, I want you guys to go through as much books as you can. We have to find out who these demons are. Gunn, head over to Caritas and try to find information from the Host. See if he knows anything or knows anyone that might know. We have to bring them back. We have to," Wesley said as he saw Gunn nodded his head and then left. Fred was already searching through the books.
* * *
Cordelia and Angel continued to walk through the town. Angel was marveled at all that he was seeing. It looked exactly the same as it had when he had lived there. He looked over at Cordelia and noticed how cold she looked. She was shivering and he could tell that she had a slight limp due to the fall she had taken earlier. He could just imagine how painful it must feel as the water trickles down her leg and goes through the wound. He winced at the thought.
"Let's find a hotel of some sort. We don't know how long we're going to be here so we might as well make the best of it," Angel said.
"With what? I'm sure our money is no good here," Cordelia said as she shivered. Angel thought for a second and then remembered something.
"Come on," Angel said as Cordelia followed. They walked a while and then Angel stopped in front of a small shop. He entered the shop followed by Cordelia who stopped and laid back on the wall. Angel went up to the counter and waited for the clerk to attend him.
"May I help you?" the man asked with his thick Irish accent.
"How much for the ring?" Angel asked as he showed the clerk the ring. The short, chubby man took the ring and examined it. He looked at it a bit skeptical but then put it down and looked over to the door where Cordelia was standing.
"I could give you more for that over there," the short man said. Angel reached out and grabbed the man by his collar.
"You look over there one more time and you're going to wish you were blind," Angel said. Cordelia started to walk towards them but then she saw the man nod his head and Angel let go of his collar. Cordelia walked back to where she was standing. The man went into the back room and then came back out with a stack of money.
"Here you go. She's hurt. You might want to clean that wound up. Don't want it to get nasty," the man said. Angel smiled and then started to walk out but then something caught his eyes. He turned around and noticed a calendar of some sort. He looked over to it and then he felt that if he had had a heart it would have stop beating. Cordelia looked over and walked up to him.
"Angel what's wrong?" Cordelia asked but then looked over at what Angel was staring at.
"1753," Angel said. Cordelia looked away from the calendar and looked into Angel's eyes. She could see the fear in his eyes. She knew he had wondered what year it was and now the year that had doomed him with eternal suffering was in fact present now.
"Let's go Angel, I'm cold and tired," Cordelia said as she shivered. Angel looked down at Cordelia.
"Right, I'm sorry," Angel said as they started to walk out of the shop. Cordelia looked back at the man and saw him turn away quickly.
"What's his problem?" Cordelia asked Angel.
* * *
Wesley looked over at Fred. She looked so beautiful but he knew better. She had chosen Gunn and he was happy that she had found happiness but he couldn't help feeling hurt over the fact that she didn't like him the way he had thought. Wesley shook away his thoughts. This wasn't the time to be thinking of such things. Angel and Cordelia were who knows where and possibly in danger and he wanted to make sure that it didn't stay that way.
"Any luck?" Wesley asked.
"None, whatsoever. I don't know. Something's not right. I mean if these demons exist then there should be some sort of background info on them, right? I mean unless they're certain types of demons that change their form," Fred said.
"Yes, that could be true but then again they would need to copy their form from something else. Plus they do have the quality of shooting out whatever that was out of their mouths all the time they were to change their identities. When they change, then the characteristics of that certain demon come along with it," Wesley said just as Gunn entered the Hyperion.
"Lorne's been trying to get the 411 on these things but no such luck. We asked all of the demon things in the bar if they had any clue as to what they were. This isn't looking good Wes. This isn't working out to well," Gunn said.
"What about Lorne? Where is he?" Wesley asked.
"He's trying to find a way to get to the Powers. Maybe they can find out what's going on. They are probably our best shot at anything right now," Gunn said.
* * *
Angel and Cordelia walked into town, looking for a hotel. Angel remembered where there could be one. He looked over at Cordelia. She looked so cold and scared. He knew she was trying to hide it but he knew how to take a closer look.
"We're almost there," Angel said.
"I can't go on any more," Cordelia said out of breath and in pain. Angel looked at her.
"We're almost there," Angel said.
"But I can't. I'm too tired and my leg is killing me. I can't anymore," Cordelia said as she stopped and leaned on a wall and let herself fall to the ground. Angel felt heartbroken at the sight of seeing her like that. He could tell she was extremely tired and could tell she was gasping for air.
"Don't give up on me now, Cordy," Angel pleaded as he got down and picked her up.
"Angel, what are you doing? I'm only going to slow you down," Cordelia said.
"Promise me you won't give up on me and I won't give up on you," Angel said to her. Cordelia looked up at him and felt her heart melt when she heard those words. Angel sure knew how to get to her heart and she loved him for that.
"I promise," she said with a weak smile. They looked around their surroundings. They knew it was going to be very distinct to what they were used to. This was a whole new world, a different period, one that Cordelia had always imagined but one she thought she would never get to live and now she was scared that maybe this had been her fault.
She remembered to when she was talking to Angel about being able to live back in these days, getting to wear the old dresses. Then Cordelia looked around at the women. She looked at the women and then realized that she must look something like a hooker or something to that effect. It kind of reminded her of Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman except without the Hollywood drama in it. Cordelia clenched Angel's coat closer, hoping not to be showing to much. She noticed how all the people kept on staring at them but especially at her. She knew all the men were looking at her as if she was a piece of meat and she knew that all the women were looking at her wondering why she was wearing such provocative clothing and probably making such rude comments about her.
Angel could sense that Cordelia was feeling uncomfortable and he knew exactly why. He looked around and noticed how all the men were staring at her waiting to just eat her up. He felt so furious and wished that he could just put on his game face and kill them all. He knew that they were all getting a bad impression about her and it killed him that they thought that way of her. If they only knew what a remarkable woman she really is.
Angel could see the hotel wasn't that far anymore but then he realized that Cordelia was trying to look behind her. He turned around and noticed that she was looking at something in a shop. She motioned for him to go back to see something. Angel was a bit confused but he did as she told him. He looked into the window and noticed what it was that she was looking at. He couldn't help but to smile. No matter where you take her, clothes still ranked number one.
"Oh my gosh, Angel, this is like the most beautiful dress I have ever seen in my life and in the 21st century," Cordelia said with a smile.
She looked at the dress and didn't want to look away. She was scared that if she blinked it would be gone. It really was a beautiful dress. It was a long (well obviously), red, velvet dress. It's sleeves, were short but they hung off of the shoulders exposing the wearer's bare shoulders. It would fit so lovely. The way the dress was made was where it would give the person the best shape. It would definitely show off the curves and enhance the bust. It was absolutely beautiful.
"Ok, we have to go now Cordelia, the hotel is right over there. We have to get you all warmed up," Angel said as he rubbed her shoulders. Cordelia smiled and they started towards the hotel.
Angel went up to it and opened the hotel's doors. The hotel was nice and warm. Angel looked around and noticed how it hadn't changed at all. It was exactly how he remembered it. They went up to the man to make their reservations. Angel put Cordelia down and waited to be served.
"How can I help-" the clerk looked up and looked at Cordelia and then up at Angel and then froze. Angel looked at him and then remembered him.
"Liam? Is that you?" the clerk asked.
"Yeah it's me, Robert," Angel said.
"What did you do to your hair?" Robert asked.
"Oh you know, just thought I'd go for something new," Angel said finally remembering that Robert was one of his only good friends.
"You're clothes as well?" he asked with his thick Irish accent.
"Yeah, looks that way," Angel said.
"So who's that? Another one of your prostitute conquests?" Robert asked with a smirk. Angel went up to him and grabbed him by the collar.
"She isn't a prostitute!" he yelled as he threw him back.
"Dude, man I'm sorry but what's gotten into you? Since when do you defend it like that? I mean come on, Liam, we all know you. We know how you like your women and we know the type of person you are. No offense but you take pride in it," Robert said.
"I'm a different man, Robert. I've changed. You have no idea," Angel said.
"Yeah, sure, so you'll have the usual?" he asked about the reservation.
"No, I need two rooms," he said.
"Two rooms?" he asked confused, "Whatever," he said as he looked through his planner with all the people's names on it, "Hey, Liam, I'm sorry but we're booked today, we only have one room left. Take it or leave it?" he asked. Angel looked back at Cordelia who was standing there, shivering from the cold.
"I'll take it," Angel said as he grabbed the key from Robert and started walking with Cordelia. Robert looked at Angel. He knew something was different. He did seem like a different person. And it wasn't just the fact that he had a different hairstyle or sense of clothing but just the way he presented himself was entirely different. He was even hiding his accent and talking like an American. What had gotten into him, he asked himself.
Angel opened the door and led Cordelia in.
"I'm sorry, I could only get one room," he said.
"It's alright. I'm just glad to be somewhere warm now," she said as she looked over at the small fireplace.
"Why don't you go dry up and get under the covers. I don't want you getting sick," he said as Cordelia started walking towards the bathroom. She went in and shut the door. She went over to the mirror and looked at herself. She still couldn't believe everything that was happening, yet it was and there was nothing she could do. She just hoped that Wesley and the other's could figure out a way to get them back. Cordelia grabbed a towel and started to dry herself. She was still cold but she knew once she was under the covers, she would be fine and her leg was still stinging in pain. She would go to sleep, wake up in the morning in her own apartment safe and sound with Dennis there to keep her company and then realize that it was all just a bad dream and nothing else.
She was about to open the door when an all to familiar pain started to crawl up from behind her neck up to her head and then it hit her. She fell to the ground screaming in pain. Angel heard her and knocked on the door but noticed that she wasn't opening the door. He kicked the door open and saw that Cordelia was lying on the floor, screaming and clutching on to her head. He didn't understand what was happening. He was hoping that was he was thinking was wrong and was afraid to ask. The pain finally seemed to seize and Cordelia was crying softly. Angel cradled her, scared that what he thought was actually true. He picked her up and carried her to the bed and laid her down gently.
She had calmed down a bit but she was still really pale. He was afraid to ask but he knew he had to.
"Are you ok?" Angel asked her. Cordelia wiped her eyes and looked up at him.
"Angel, I had a vision. Just like before. It was painful! I thought I wasn't going to go through that anymore! Why did it happen? I don't understand," Cordelia said.
'I don't know Cordy. Maybe the whole time hopping thing has something to do with it. Don't worry. We'll be home soon and you won't have to worry about this anymore," Angel said.
"I'm scared," Cordelia said. Angel went over and hugged her. She was trembling and knew that it wasn't just from the cold.
"What did you see?" Angel asked knowing that it wasn't the time to be asking that but he knew he had no choice.
"Vampires, there's a few about to attack a woman. I don't know exactly where it is. All I can say is that its a residential place. Not that many shops. By a hill of some sort with a big well in the middle. Does that help?" Cordelia asked. Angel thought for a while trying to remember the whole town and then everything seemed to fall into place.
"Yeah it does. Does your head hurt?" Angel asked. Cordelia nodded her head. Angel wished he had some aspirin or that she had at least had some but he remembered how Cordelia had emptied her purse from all the medication. He remembered how she said that she didn't want anymore reminders of all the crap she went through because of the visions and now they had returned to haunt her. Angel didn't know how much he would be able to take. He knew that she had the visions because of him but he also knew that she would eventually die from it. He looked down at Cordelia and noticed that she had fallen asleep in his arms.
"Hurry up Wesley," he said to himself in an almost pleading manner. He didn't know how much of this he could actually take. It was too much. He just hoped that Wesley was close at figuring it out and that when they woke up, they would be back home with their friends and Connor. Angel looked down. His son. How he missed his son. Angel carefully took his arm from under Cordelia's head and made sure as to not wake her up. She moaned a bit as she stirred but then she was still. Angel pulled the covers making sure that she wasn't cold and then walked over to the window and made sure to pull the curtains. He didn't want to end up a pile of dust in the morning and most of all, wanted to make sure Cordelia slept. Angel looked at her one more time and then left the room to go find the pack of vampires.
* * *
Lorne came into the Hyperion and the rest of the gang stood up in hope that he had some information. He just looked at them and shook his head. Everyone's hopeful faces drooped. He had been their only hope and just like that it was gone.
"What happened?" Fred asked.
"The Powers wouldn't tell me anything. They said that what is done, shall be and that they had no control over it and that they had no business in fixing things for us inferiors even though it has to do with the champion. I don't know but this all doesn't seem right," Lorne said.
"Maybe the Powers have something to do with this," Wesley said.
"The Powers? But they are on our side," Gunn said.
"Unless Wolfram and Hart has some sort of connection with them and they have the Powers in their control," Fred said.
"No, it can't be," Lorne asked as they all looked at Wesley. He looked up from his books to stare at them all.
"What do you think, Wes?" Gunn asked.
"I don't know, I really don't know," Wesley said with a frown.
