Part 7

Cordelia woke up with a groan. Her head was spinning. But as far as hang over's went, it wasn't that bad. A small smile found it's way on her face as she remembered the previous night. It had been incredible. She switched to her side, heart spliting when she realized he wasn't there. He just got up and left. She shrugged, knowing some how he wouldn't have been there.

"Well, he has a job to do. A teenage son to watch over. And hello! Sun! Had to leave before it came up. He couldn't be stuck here all day. Although, that would've been fun. Plus, if I know Angel, and I KNOW Angel, he probably feels guilty. I can hear him now, can't you Dennis? With his, 'I took advantage of you Cor. You weren't in your right state of mine.' Except I wasn't that drunk Dennis. I knew what I was doing." That's when the guilt hit. She slept with Angel, knew what she was doing. Let him do the most amazing things to her and she was dating someone else. If Jason found out...

"Fuck Jason." She grumbled, arguing with her self conscious thoughts. "He threw a party for me at my own house, for Christ's sake! My own house! And to top it all off, he left me dateless! If he would've shown up, I would've been destracted and wouldn't have slept with Angel." Good point. She thought. Being angry with Jason was definately the way to go with this one. She realized something else though. She was hurt. Genuinely hurt. This went beyond being stood up.

"You think you'd be used to it by now Chase. He's done this how many times?" She shrugged, not feeling like getting up. Just as the thought of staying in bed all day was about to be the plan, there was a knock on the door. "Oh come on! I'm laying in an extremely comfortable bed here!" With a frustrated moan she got out of bed. Dragging her feet as she walked, not even close to happy when she sees the person on the other side of the door.

"Cor, I am so sorry-" She put her hand up, silencing him.

"For what? For making me look like a complete idiot in front of every single friend I have? For not having the decency to call me? For forgetting all about me? Or maybe for showing up this morning with flowers and candy and expecting me to say, awww, sweetie, it's okay, I forgive you?"

"I didn't think you'd be this mad."

"What? You think I like being forgotten, Jason?"

"I didn't forget you."

"Right! You could've at least called."

"I was busy babe. Really important meeting with my agent."

"More important than me?"

"Well, yeah." She was surprised and the look on her face showed it. "I mean, no. Of course not. But it was still very impor-" She shook her head.

"You're unbelievable, you know that?" She went into her bathroom, locking the door and starting the water. Jason sat down on the couch, trying to collect his thoughts. Damn, he wasn't very good at it either. About fifteen minutes later, the phone rang. He looked at it, then turned his head to the bathroom when the water stopped and the door opened. Cordelia came out of the bathroom, body wrapped in a blue towel, hair falling down her back, leaving giant wet spots on the material. He couldn't take his eyes away from her. Water drops slipped down her cleavage, where he couldn't see. He wished he was that drop of water. "Hello?" Cordelia froze, clutching the towel closer to her body when she heard his voice.

"Cordy?"

"Angel." She tried to keep her voice light and confident, she wasn't doing well. "What's up?"

"I just wanted to make sure you were coming into work today."

"Yeah. I'll be there in a bit."

"Okay. Because I think we kind of need to talk. I'd rather talk to you in person than over the telephone."

"Yeah. That's a good idea." She turned and saw Jason. She rolled her eyes, and turned her back to him. "I have to go. Jason's here." Angel's heart broke. He was there? After everything that had happened last night, she still had her boyfriend there. Angel cursed himself. What? You thought she was going to break up with him because of one night? How old are you again?

"Oh. I shouldn't hold you then." He said and hung up.

"No. Angel. Wait-" She listened to the dial tone for a second, then hung up. Jason glared at her.

"Guess you weren't as lonely last night as you made out."

"Excuse me?"

"Come on. Like your best buddy Angel didn't keep you company."

"You have some serious nerve, you know that? Coming in here after totally ditching me last night and accussing me of screwing around with my best friend. And if it weren't for Angel and Dennis last night, I would've looked like a manless loser. Besides, Angel and Conner didn't even show up until the party was almost over." She walked towards her room, then stopped. She didn't turn around. "You know I cried over you last night. The last boyfriend I cried over was Kevin in high school. And that was only because he was murdered. Think about that." She slammed the door to her room and sat down on the bed. She wouldn't tell him that she had cried over Angel so many times she couldn't keep keep track of them anymore. She got dressed and walked out of her room, surprised that Jason was still there. "Thought you would've had the sense to leave by now."

"Look. I know if probably doesn't mean anything-"

"And it won't."

"But I'm really sorry. I should've called. I should've been here. It was your night and I ruined it."

"You, you didn't ruin it. Really." Far from, actually. "It just hurt that you weren't there."

"I know."

"No. You don't. And don't pretend like you do. You're used to having things your way. And don't get me wrong, I am too. I'm not used to being stood up either. Don't do it again." She warned. He smiled softly. "You can pay me back later tonight." He raised an eyebrow, smile growing. "Don't even think about it cause that's not what I meant. I do think I'm in need of a new dress though." Now she smiled and his faded. He shrugged.

"Of course."

"Good." She grabbed a light jacket and wrapped it around her, then grabbed her purse. "I have to go to work. If you're coming with, let's go." He stood up and followed her outside. The drive to the hotel seemed to last forever as Jason went on and on about his meeting with his agent. Always the same story, always the same conversations. She parked and got out as soon as she could. He followed, continuing to talk. She glanced around the lobby. Conner and Gunn were playing their gameboys, Fred was on the computer, Wesley in one of his giant books. Where was Angel? Her eyes darted around and she saw the dark office. She slowly made her way to the office and opened the door. He sat there in a corner dark as the sky, staring off into space. "Angel?" He didn't answer, didn't move. "Angel?" Still nothing. She walked in front of him. His eyes were dark and cold. "Calling Angel! Come in Angel! Come in!" He finally blinked, eyes darting to her.

"Huh?"

"Well, at least I know you're alive. Well, not alive, but...you know."

"What are you doing here?"

"Duh! I work here."

"Yeah. But shouldn't you be out there with Jason?"

"Am I sensing sarcasm?" She asked with a brow raised. "I've had enough of snippy men today mister, so if something's wrong, spill it!"

"You know, something is wrong."

"What?" She looked relieved. "Go on, tell me."

"It's you."

Part 8

"Me?"

"Yes! You!"

"I'm the one who's got you on a brood-fest? I don't think so." In her mind, she believed him though. He probably felt bad. Or, if she knew him as well as she thought, he probably felt like he was cheating on a certain blonde that didn't need to be mentioned.

"Oh, I know so." There was a pause. "I can't believe I was so stupid." He muttered to himself.

"What?" He continued on, not acknowledging her question.

"I mean, I don't even know what I was thinking and...I thought, just because of one night-" here it came, "I actually thought you would want to be with. Not him." She looked at him, not believing. She couldn't. She must've mixed something he said up and heard what her mind wanted. Not his words, but the ones she had dreamt of him saying.

"Okay, back up a second. What did you say?"

"You're right. I'm sorry. It's not your fault I'm in this mood. It's my fault. You weren't in your right mind last night. I shouldn't have taken advantage of-"

"Would you stop it! I so knew you were going to say that! I even told Dennis!"

"Well, I shouldn't have."

"Angel, just shut up okay?" She sat across from him, on his desk. Her eyes couldn't quite meet his, not sure how he would take what she would say. "I did have a lot to drink. But you'd be surprised how fast I sobered up. I knew what I was doing last night. I was with you every second. I remember every second. I don't want to just forget it Angel. It was too special, to me at least. Last night happened for a reason." She finally looked at him, saw herself in his eyes. Saw the incredulous look. He wanted so much to believe her. "And I don't think I can stay away from you now." He got up from his chair, hand running up the back of her neck as he brought his lips down to hers. She wrapped her arms around his, kissing him as if he would dissappear if she didn't.

"I can't stay away from you either Cordy."

"This is so wrong." She said, a soft laugh escaping her lips.

"I know." But neither of them moved away. They couldn't. They were drawn to each other and it felt too good. Angel's eyes fell upon hers. "What about-"

"Angel. I haven't slept with Jason yet."

"I know." She ran her hands up his chest softly, kissing him tentatively.

"What is it about you that makes me have to touch you?" She asked, lips so close he could feel the skin.

"I'm just so damn tempting." He closed the gap between them. She undid the top two buttons with her fingers so painfully slow, he thought he would lose his mind. It was all he could do to stop her hand, lacing her fingers with his. "We can't do this here." She looked at him, pulling away and lowered her gaze, missing the meaning of his words. He brought her gaze back up to his and gave her a small smile. "Can you come by later tonight?"

"What?" He pressed her hand against him, holding her so intimately close. She could feel him against her, fingers tracing the V of her shirt.

"Come by later tonight? After everyone's gone and asleep. Come over?" She looked at him, eyes wide. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Spend the night with me Cordy?" She smiled softly, kissing him again. She wrapped her arms around him. She couldn't resist letting her hand travel down and squeeze his butt. He hissed, pushing her against the door. Outside the office, the group stared at the door.

"Twenty bucks says that she just threw something at his head but missed." Conner wagered.

"You're on! I bet she threw it, but...he ducked." Faith spitted back. Neither of them aware of what was really going on inside the office, with it's door locked and blinds shut.

"I'll spend the night with you Angel. If you give me a reason. I wouldn't mind a preview of what to expect." Now he smiled and moved away. She didn't expect it.

"This ain't Baskin Robbins, baby. I don't give free samples." He unlocked the door, a wave of confindence spreading over him. "I'll see you tonight." He kissed her once more, letting his lips linger, opened the door and walked out, a smirk on his face.

"That is definately a 'she threw it and I ducked' look! Pay up Junior!" Conner groaned, handing Faith a twenty dollar bill, then shoved his wallet into his back pocket. Cordy leaned against the wall, out of sight, chest heaving. She needed to calm down.

"Come on Chase." She scolded herself. "Get a grip. You're acting like it's your first time." She covered her mouth, hiding her smile. She had never felt so excited. It drifted away though. The guilt was coming. She just said she would spend the night with Angel. Practically begged him to throw her down on his desk and take her like there was no tomorrow, while Jason was just oustide the office. That brought her back to reality fast. She walked out of the room. Conner wasn't there. Probably downstairs, training with Angel. Someone was missing though. "Guys? Where's Jason?"

"Someone called him." Fred informed. "He left. Said it was important." She finished, face scrunching up slightly, not sure how Cordelia would react. The Seer saw red. But it faded, along with her guilt. Now her night was free. She flashed her friends a bright smile. "So...what we working on guys?" They took in her lack of reaction, but thought nothing of it. After all, Cordelia Chase didn't need a man. They needed her. The group got to work and Cordelia's mind was on one thing and one thing only.

Hours flew by and come ten o'clock, Wes and Faith, Gunn and Fred and even Conner had left. He was at his girlfriend's, staying the night. Angel didn't need anymore information and he really didn't want the details. He let him leave with nothing more than a simple,

"Remember that talk we had." Conner rolled his eyes and nodded, tapping his jean pocket. Cordelia really didn't want to know. He left them alone and the awkward moment came as the two took in their situation. But when their eyes finally met, it undid them both. Angel grabbed Cordelia, pulling her to him. He slammed his lips to hers and she responded immediately, wrapping her legs around him. He carried her into the lobby, planning to go up to his room.

The two didn't make it though as Cordelia's impatient hands undid the buttons of his shirt, pushing it off. He sat on the couch, bringing her with him. He pulled her shirt over her head, unclasping her bra and removing that as well. She pushed him onto his back, undoing his pants and pulling them off. She stood up, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down, along with her panties, Angel's eyes never leaving her body. She moved on top of him, straddling his thighs, and lowered herself onto him. Her breath hitched and she let out a soft moan as he filled her.

Cordelia let it sink in, prolonged the feeling. She couldn't believe this was happening. Here she was, with Angel. His hands moved to her hips, thumbs making circles on her thighs. He let out a gasp as she began to move against him. His hands moved from her hips up to her breasts and he leaned forward to take a nipple into his mouth. He sucked at the breast, moving with her. She could feel herself getting closer and closer, but she didn't want that release to occur just yet. She wanted to feel Angel inside her for as long as possible.

Angel had a look of wonder and pleasure on his face as she moved against him, felling her clit rubbing against his shaft. She couldn't hold on any longer and surged forward into a thundering release. Angel cried out with her as she came. Cordelia felt him go rigid inside her and knew his his orgasm would be forthcoming. He drove himself deeper and deeper inside her and came, sending her into another rapturous climax. Her breath echoed through the silent hotel as did his own. She ran a shaky hand through his hair.

"You, you don't need to breathe."

"I know. See what you do to me?"

"What I do to you? Please..." He moved up and held her to him. He kissed her softly, sweetly. Cordelia was surprised by it, but continued to kiss him back. She picked her up, carrying her upstairs. He moved on top of her, kissing down her body. He ran his tounge in a circle around her belly button and left bite marks on her stomach. Something switched on in Cordelia's brain and she grabbed Angel, bringing her up to him. "Angel. The curse." She frowned. She had slept with him twice already and he hadn't gone evil. He really didn't love her.

"Don't worry about that Cordy."

"But-"

"My soul's permanent."

"Since when?" He shrugged.

"I don't know. But I've known for a while." She smacked him hard, pushing him off her. He let out a laugh.

"And you didn't tell me? Talk about a mood killer!" She turned away from him.

"Don't you want to know how I found out?" He asked, moving on to his side. He loomed over her, fingers tracing soft circles in her skin. From her shoulders and neck, down to her chest and circling a breast. She let out a gasp and moved into his touch. His hand moved lowered down and hovered at the apex of her thighs. She grabbed his hand, bringing him closer to her.

"How?" He moved his hand away, even as she protested and leaned his head on her shoulder, whispering in her ear.

"When Conner came back and when you came back. I had you both with me again. I had never felt so happy in my life. That's when I realized my soul was permanent. Because there was no way I could be so happy, so perfectly happy," He said the words with so much emotion, it made her shake, "and still have my soul." She smiled, lacing her fingers with his as he kissed her.

"Angel. Make love to me." He moved on top of her, bringing his lips down to hers. She held onto him and smiled. She wasn't going to feel guilty about this. She didn't think she could if she wanted to. She really didn't care what kind of person that made her either.

Part 9

The loud ringing of a cell phone startled Cordelia out of a peaceful, much needed sleep. For a while she just thought it was her imagination, she was hearing things. But it grew louder and louder, more persistent. She was so just leaving it on vibrate at night now. Angel woke up when she tried to move and wrapped his arms tighter around her. She smiled. It was incredible how right this felt. She had slept better last night than she had for months. Well, she should say she slept better this morning. She flipped open her cell phone and looked at the time. It had started ringing again. It was nine AM. Her and Angel hadn't gotten to sleep until five this morning. She smiled, pushing a finger to his lips.

"Shhhhh." She said, seeing the name on the cell phone. He licked her finger and her body quivered. Last night had been worth every hour. "Hello?" She answered the phone. Angel sat up, listening to the conversation, hearing the voice on the other line.

"Cordelia! I've been calling your house for hours! Where are you?"

"Morning to you too Jason! Definately the wake up call I wanted!"

"I'm sorry. I just, I really needed to talk to you."

"Why? What's wrong?" She asked, genuinely concerned. That's when Angel made his move, wrapping his arms around her. His lips latched to the skin of her neck and shoulders. She leaned back, tilting her head. What that man could do with his mouth

"Nothing. I have a meeting with a producer of a movie and he wants to meet my girlfriend. I've been calling your apartment for hours. Where are you?"

"I-I'm at the hotel?" She muttered, breath suddenly heavy. Angel's hand moved to her breast, squeezing and massaging the sensitive flesh.

"Scream for me Cordy." He whispered in her other ear, loud enough for only her to hear it. His other hand creeped down, spreading her legs. She pushed his hand away.

"Why are you at the hotel?" Jason asked, curious. She sounded different all of the sudden.

"It was a lahh-" She let out a soft moan. "Long night last night. The guys didn't get in until like, like fi-ive!" She cried as Angel's cool hands found her most sensitive of areas and started to go to work. Her head fell back onto his shoulder as his fingers moved in and out of her hard.

"What's going on?"

"Fred and I had a little slumber party last night. I fell asleep on the couch and I have some horrible kinks in my neck. Uh, Faith! Faith is trying to rub them out and she REALLY doesn't know her own strength." She felt her self nearing the edge, Angel's blunt teeth scraping along the flesh of her shoulder and neck. "Um, hold on for a minute, okay?" She put her hand over the phone and moved Angel's free hand over her mouth. He smiled and held it there as she let out a scream of pleasure, weight resting on him as she all but fell back. She gave herself a couple of seconds, letting the air back into her lungs. "Jason? You still here?"

"Yeah. Um, I'll be at the hotel in like an hour. Get ready. Put on something nice, we're meeting for brunch."

"What do you mean? You don't think I dress nice?"

"Of course I do! Just, get in your, I'm going out to impress clothes."

"I always dress to impress."

"I know. But more so now, okay? I have to go. Love you! Bye!" He hung up. She slammed the phone close and threw it across the room. Angel laughed at her.

"What?"

"You're adorable when you're angry." She smiled, then glared at him.

"Don't ever do that again." Seeing his look. "When I'm on the phone, that is." She moved on top of him and he smiled beneath her, leaning up to give her a peck on the lips.

"For what it's worth, I think you dress nice." She smiled brightly then frowned.

"I have to go with Jason to meet with this producer guy. This could be it Angel. He might think, 'Hey. She can be on a show, she can be in a movie.' You know?" He frowned and nodded. She layed her head on his chest, kissing the flesh, running her tounge over his nipple. "Angel?"

"Yeah." He said, dissappointment in his voice.

"I don't want to end this Angel. I don't think I could, even if I did want to." He ran his fingers over her back. "I don't want to stay away from you and pretend this never happened."

"I don't want to either Cordy. You don't know how hard it's been staying away from you. Wanting to be with you for so long."

"Yes. I do, Angel. I know exactly what it's like. That's why I don't think we should do it anymore." She planted a kiss to his lips. "I have to get in the shower."

"All right." She got off of him and walked to the door way of the bathroom, turned, and looked at him.

"Join me?" She didn't have to ask twice. He was up and locking the bathroom door behind them in seconds.

Cordelia looked at herself in the mirror. She looked good as always. Angel wrapped his arms around her and started kissing her neck. She leaned into him.

"I think I'm going to tell Jason, after this thing he has, that it's over." He froze and looked at her. She continued to look into the mirror. "It's so weird. I can feel you, I know you're there, but I still can't see you."

"One of the vampire disadvantages. That, sun light and Holy water."

"I noticed you changed the subject."

"Did not."

"Did too. Why?"

"I don't know if you realize what you're doing." She turned to face him. "I want to be with you Cordelia, but I don't know if I can take you away from everything you have. It would be sel-" She put her finger to his lips.

"Don't say it. Besides, my life. And the way Jason's been cheating me lately, I don't think he'd even notice."

"He'd have to be blind." She kissed him.

"I'll be back as soon as I can, okay?" He nodded and she left him. About ten minutes later, Angel walked down stairs. No one gave him any odd looks. Conner finally woke up and came downstairs too.

"Surprised you're here. When did you get in?"

"Last night. Around one." He smiled at his father and Angel's eyes widened. Conner walked up to him and whispered loud enough for only him to hear. "You really weren't expecting me home that early, were you?"

"Damn your vampire-like hearing."

"I got it from you. Blame yourself." He walked away and into the kitchen to make himself a bologna sandwich.

Cordelia opened her car door and Jason took her hand. She had to admit, he looked nice. He had told her how amazing she looked at she had accepted the compliment graciously. But the time she was spending with him only made her question her decision. She felt bad for cheating on Jason. And now he was treating her so sweetly, like she was a queen.

"You really do look gorgeous." She flashed him a smile and linked her arm with his when he offered it. He opened the door for her and she walked in.

"Surprise!" She stood there and stared at the people in the room. All the of the show she had just been casted on were there. She looked around, then at Jason.

"What's going on?"

"I felt horrible for not making it the other day. I know I can't make up for that but I figured I could throw you a little celebration with your future co-stars." She looked at him.

"Oh my God. I so love you, you know that?" She couldn't stop it and it just came out. She gave him a hug and tried to have a good time. But the whole time her mind was wandering. Could she really throw away six months of a good reltaionship that fast? Could she do that to Jason?

Part 10

Cordelia had spent the entire afternoon with Jason. He had never been so sweet, and it was killing her. She couldn't break up with him after everything they had been through. She couldn't hurt him like that. She had gone back to her apartment, not sure what to do.

"I don't know Dennis! I don't want to hurt Jason. We've been threw a lot together." She heard a crash and rolled her eyes. "I know you don't like him. You don't like any one." She thought. "And usually for good reason, but I think you're just jealous. But even so, after last night with Angel...I don't know Dennis. I know you like Angel, you guys kick back, he talks, you listen. Well, you both sit there in silence, actually. But I think you only like him because he's dead." She flopped on the coush with a pout on her face.

"I don't know what to do!" She turned to the tv as it turned on. She raised her eybrows and let out a huff. "Oh, I'm sorry Dennis! Our my problems boring you? Pffft! Ghosts are so insensitive!" She got up and stormed out of her apartment, talking to herself while she drove. "I'll just have to tell Angel that, even though he's my best friend and I love him to death and he's sexy as hell, I just can't hurt Jason like that. I've been dating him too long. Yup. That's exactly what I'll say."

She pulled up to the hotel and walked inside. No one was really around. She saw someone's shadow in the kitchen and walked inside to see him. "Angel-" She was cut off when he turned around, a beautiful smile on his face. She loved the way his eyes squinted up when he smiled.

"What's up?" He asked her, grabbing a plate from the cupboard.

"Angel, I need to tell you something. This is going to be so hard for me, but I have to tell you."

"Hold on one second." That's when the wonderful smell hit her nose. He was cooking something. She loved it when he cooked. And it smelled...sweet. He turned around, plate in hand. On it, were a batch of heart shaped, pink colored cookies.

"Oh my God." She picked up a cookie and smiled. He didn't know where he got the idea, or how he thought to actually [I}make[/I] them pink, but it didn't matter. It was so sweet, so...Angel. She looked at his smiling face, his eyes were lit up and she coudln't do it. She couldn't hurt Angel like that. He didn't deserve that. She closed the gap between them and kissed him. He didn't hesitate in returning it. Cordelia's hands cupped his face, then her mind went off and she remembered she still had to tell him something. She pulled her lips away, keeping her face only an inch from his. "Angel. I didn't break up with Jason." His eyes clouded in shock and worry. "I couldn't. I'm sorry, but I couldn't hurt him like that. I can't just dump him out of the blue. I don't...I don't know what to do." Her voice cracked and he held her.

"Shhhh. It's okay."

"No it's not. I can't stand it. But I've been with him for six months and I can't just-"

"Cordy. It's okay. It was a quick decision. I'm not going to force you to make up your mind."

"But I can't be away from you Angel. Every second you're not with me, it hurts."

"I know." He held onto her and she rested her head on his chest. "What do we do now?"

"I guess it's kind of..." She took a long, shakey breath. "up to you."

Cordelia fell on Angel's bed, his body instantly covering her. His hands pushed her dress up around her waist, his mouth trailing a line of kisses down her abdomen, to his destination. His lips kissed her, teasing and tantalizing. His tounge found the sensitized nub and he gently began to lick at it. Every stroke of his tounge took her higher.

"Oh my-oh God!" His hand moved to the outside of her thigh and started to caress the flesh. "Yes, yes, Angel." She moaned in her throat. The sound made Angel's body stiffen, along with other things as his tounge continued the sweetest torture Cordelia had ever experienced.

She pushed herself against him, back arching of the bed, hands gripping the soft material of the comforter. She let out another moan, her arousal escalating. Her whole body shook and she fell over the edge. Angel's lips pressed against the side of her thigh, making their way higher until he kissed her shoulder as the last embers of her orgasm flickered and died.

"I love a moaner Cordelia." She looked at him with annoyance.

"Don't look so smug. It wasn't that great and I wasn't that loud." She said, sitting up. A couple brown locks fell around her face and he smiled.

"God, you're beautiful." Her gaze lowered, her cheeks turning redder. She moved closer to him and let him wrap his arms around her. They were both snapped out of their moment when the sound of music was played and the volume turned up. He chuckled. "You think that's a hint?" He asked her and wasn't surprised when he heard Conner's voice over the music.

"Hell yes!" He continued to laugh and heard a door slam. Cordelia looked at him, surprised.

"You told Conner?"

"What?" Seeing her angry expression. "No! No! He actually came up to me this morning after I came downstairs. He came home really early last night." Her eyes widened. "Don't worry. No one else knows. It's just that vampire hearing." She crossed her arms and leaned into him.

"Guess we'll just have to be quieter, won't we?"

"Hmmm. I guess so." He moved on top of her, lips about to touch hers when the ring of a cell phone was heard in his room. "Dammit."

"It's your's this time honey. Not mine." He picked up his phone and snarled into the phone.

"Hello?"

"Angel?"

"Fred. What's up?"

"Are you okay? You sound angry." He frowned, feeling bad. He just yelled at Fred, probably made her jump.

"I'm fine. Just training. Burning off some energy so I'm a little wired right now. I didn't mean to yell."

"Oh. It's okay." She said in a bubbley tone. "We need your help though."

"Now?" He all but whined. Cordelia smiled. He was so cute when he did that.

"Yes. I'm sorry, but we do."

"Why?"

"Because, there's this demon nest Charles and I came across so we called Wesley and Faith. You seemed a little stressed earlier, so we didn't want to bother you. But there are a lot of them and they look...huge! And I really don't want them going in there and getting their asses kicked or worse, you know?"

"Yeah. I know. Where are you guys?"

"We're on Camino. Right by that old gas station."

"All rght. I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Okay. Bye Angel."

"Bye." He hung up. "Un-freakin-believeable. Demons in a gas station and they have to find it now."

"You are too cute when you whine, you know that? Your face does this little thing and oh my God, you just look so hot." He laughed then frowned.

"You're not helping me want to leave, you know that?" He stood up with a grumble and pulled on a shirt. "You going to come?" He asked and she shook her head with a soft yawn. "Will you be here when I get back?" She got out of the bed and walked up to him and ran her hand down his thigh.

"Maybe." She grabbed his hand and put it on her breast and he squeezed, leaning down and kissing the soft skin. "Give me a reason to."

"I already did."

"Then maybe, if you're lucky, I'll still be up here when you get back." He pressed his lips to hers quickly.

"I'll hurry." He walked out, closing the door behind him and walked to Conner's room. He knocked loud then opened the door.

"Can you say 'privacy?'" Conner asked.

"No. Come on. We're needed." He smiled and jumped up.

"I get to use my new ax?"

"Yeah. But come on. We have to hurry." Cordelia opened the door just enough to see Angel walk out the door with Conner, weapons in hand. Her consciance hit her and she leaned against the door and cried.

"What am I doing?" She asked herself. "You really screwed things up this time Chase. Talk about complicated." She walked into Angel's bathroom and splashed her face with cold water. She looked at herself in the mirror and bit her lip to keep from crying again. She walked out of the bathroom and picked up her clothes, putting them on in a hurry. She opened the door and sighed deeply. "I'm sorry Angel." She said softly and walked out of the room and out of the hotel.

One hour later

The gang walked inside the hotel covered in demon goo. They all had smiles on their faces and were laughing.

"No! As funny as it was hearing Wesley scream like a little girl, it was even funnier when Angel slipped on the demon blood and fell on his ass." Gunn said, laughing.

"I did not scream like a girl." Wesley said and Conner laughed.

"Right. So that wasn't a shriek?"

"Angel. Shut your kid up."

"Or what? Think you can take me Wes?"

"No. But my girlfriend can."

"I wasn't aware I had two children." Angel said, recieving a look from Wesley. He smiled. "You two behave. I'm going upstairs to shower." He walked into his room, smile falling when he didn't see or sense her in there. "Cordy?" He tried anyway and walked into the bathroom. He shook his head and pursed his lips together. He had asked her to stay and she had left. Left him. He groaned and sat on the edge of the bathtub, turning the shower on. It wasn't supposed to hurt this much. And this bathroom wasn't supposed to smell like her either.