Got Yourself A Gunn

Author's Note: It's been forever since I've even considered writing anything but I was rereading this the other day and realized that I want to finish this story so that's what I'll do. I do not own anything remotely related to 'Angel' or its characters.

Chapter 3- Sparks

6:47 PM-Hyperion Hotel

"Okay, big guy all done."

Angel give Cordelia a grateful smile as he went to join Wesley, Fred. and Gunn on the other chairs across from the front desk. Of course, he was just the last one she had to patch up. Angel and Wes had run into some trouble as well as Gunn and herself. Both parties came back in one piece with the male variety requiring the usual patch up from Nurse Cordy herself. Fred of course just watched. Now Angel Investigations was quietly contemplating their next move. Cordelia decided this was a perfect time to lighten up the mood. Or atleast see some hilarious reactions.

"Me and Gunn are going on a date." Cue the proverbial record scratch. Angel and Wesley looked up in surprise, Fred looked between Cordy and Gunn bewildered, and Gunn just looked up around and smirked. Cordelia was laughing hysterical to herself.

"What?" She asked trying to contain her laughter. Angel spoke up first.

"Are you two sure that's such a good idea?" He knew that Gunn and Cordelia, as good as friends as they were they had the tendency to get into arguements that seemed to go on for hours until Gunn said something hurtful or Cordy slapped him somehow.

"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"

Gunn laughed to himself as he looked on. It was rather hard for him to believe that he was going out on a date with Cordelia as well. All the flirting and playful banter that went on between them had to be building up to something. He just hoped that he wasn't being naïve. Cordy was a drama queen, plain and simple. And thinking back on it, in no way resembled the stick figure Barbie he used to call her.

"I had no idea the two of you were interested in each other like that." Wesley answered as a reply to Cordy's question. With that he tossed a look at Gunn.

"Well, the way I see it. It was bound to happen sometime." Gunn answered as he stood up to sit next to her. Cordelia rolled her eyes but inside she was beaming. She really was looking forward to getting to know the softer, less "hit first, ask questions later" side of Gunn.

"How do you know that Charles?", Fred asked in her usual innocent but still completely clueless way. Gunn smiled before he drapped his arm around Cordelia's shoulder, which caused Angel to raise an eyebrow. Instead of getting annoyed and brushing it off, she let it drape there and smiled at him. He was happy for them, he really was. It was just surprising. And a little weird. Gunn and Cordy were close, that much he did know, but they were also very stubborn and non touching people. Yet here they were. 'Hope it isn't anything mystical' he thought to himself with a laugh.

"See Fred, before you got here our Fair Cordelia was a rising celebrity. She spent her days as an actress and her nights as a fighter for all that is good. Her love life was awry because. The only men that were able to deal with the demanding life she led consisted of Captain Gel, Sir English, and me, Charles Gunn, Vampire Hunter extraordinaire." Cordelia scoffed and slapped him on the arm. Angel shook his head as he fought the grin that was pinching his face.

"You are so full of shit."' He managed to get out before Wesley cut him off with a laugh of his own.

"Sir English, my God Gunn this is ridiculous even for you." Gunn cut him off with an irritated look before turning back to Fred.

"Shut up English. Anyway, a few months later, I started helping Angel out. Wes and Cordy couldn't solve a case to save their lives. That is until he fired us."

"He fired ya'll." Fred looked at Angel wondering why he would get rid of people like these. Angel looked around at the group guilty before shrugging.

"My bad?" At that Cordelia rose a brow. Angel trying to use slang was the equivalent of dressing like Xander Harris. It was just a no-no.

"Anyway," Gunn spoke up again to get Fred's attention, "After all that, here we are. Fighting the good fight. Personally, I think our lives should be a comic or a t.v show or something." At that Angel got a contemplative look in his eye and Cordelia just snorted.

"Pfft, you are such a dork. Well, I'm going home to get ready. See you guys later. Gunn I expect you to be there on time. And preferably without smelling like sawdust and demon goo."

"Will do my Fair Cordelia." He answered before giving her the smile that made her heart flutter. It made her feel like she was the only person in the room. Anytime Gunn smiled, it was special. Stoic, mean guy may be his outward persona but there was a lot about Gunn she was figuring out. And a lot more she wanted to know. And damn it she was going to. Flashing him one more quick smile and waving to everyone else she was out the door.

Later, at Wes's Apartment

"I'm really doing this?" Gunn asked himself as he over looked him the mirror. After Cordy left, Angel went upstairs, abruptly ending any potential conversation. Wes said he was going to bring Fred home with him to help him research and to get her out of the hotel. Since he had some time to kill, Gunn decided he would go home, get a shower, get dressed, and hang out with Fred and Wes. And here he was staring at himself in Wes' bathroom mirror with his thoughts running rampant.

"It's just a date Charles. Why are you so nervous?" Fred asked as she poked her head inside the door to check on him. Wesley appeared by her side seconds later which made Fred move a bit closer to him. Ever since Caritas she had become more and more attached to Wes. He gave her a sense of protection. And Wesley was protective of her.

"It's not just a date Fred. Gunn is going on a date with Cordelia. It may not end well." Wes answered as he thought back to his and Cordelia's tryst in Sunnydale. "Gunn's afraid that this might change their friendship in a negative way." Suddenly Gunn snapped out of his dazed and started freaking out back to Fred.

"Yeah, then everything will be awkward and uncomfortable and she'll be be all curt and phony. Then she'll look at me different. I like Barbie, a lot. I like how real she is to me. She doesn't take shit from anybody. I don't want to ruin that." Fred looked up at him with mouse like eyes and offered him a small smile.

"She already looks at you differently." Gunn's mouth dropped a little. Wes added in his two cents.

"Yes Gunn, Cordelia does seem to be very comfortable with you. I've noticed that as of late too. And she hasn't threatened you or your truck in some time. I'd say that she's "feeling you". Gunn let out a sigh of relief and laughed. Trying to fight the giddy feeling that was creeping up in his stomach he looked over to his two friends.

"Thanks Wes. See you're using my phrases. About time you get some cool points."

"Oh piss off." He spat mockingly as he went back into the living room Gunn laughed while Fred turned to smile at him. Overlooking the tall, black man in front of her, she felt a sense of protection over him. Of course he didn't need any from her. That much was obvious, but she liked Charles a lot. She didn't see the reason to call him by his preferred last name. 'Charles' sounded more friendly to her. And he was her friend. She would make sure that she was there for him. But she didn't need to look over him. Cordelia was there for that.

"Good luck on your date tonight Charles. Have a good time." He smiled and gave her a thankful nod before yelling "later" to Wes and going out the door.

Cordelia's Apartment – 8:58pm

" How do I look Dennis?"

At that moment, her letter pad lifted off of her desk floated over to her. She read the message and giggled.

"HOT. Well, thank you, you're a ghost of many words. But I must say, I do look pretty damn hot."

Admiring herself in the mirror Cordelia had to give herself credit. Even though she was dressed casually in a blue shirt and jeans, she was still so very vain when it came to fashion sense. She could still dress like she had money, even if she didn't anymore. Throw in her giddy excitement about going on her first real date in about 2 years she was ecstatic. Gunn would love it.

And here she goes again. Thinking about Gunn. It was still a shock to her that this was really happening. She knew that she had liked Gunn for a long time, even before were both straightforward, flirted all the time, and unlike Angel and Wes, had some good dance moves. Thus, making him prime meat for a social life. But after getting over Groo and realizing how much she enjoyed being around him, it was pretty clear that something was going to happen between them eventually. She just didn't expect it to happen over a game of Mortal Kombat. The know at her door shook her from her thoughts. Walking to the door, she opened it to find perhaps the sweetest yet funniest thing she had ever seen in her life.

Gunn standing at her door with flowers in one hand and a wooden stake in the other.

Noticing her smile at him holding the stake in his hand, he grinned back and put the stake in his pocket.

"Sorry, ran into some vamps on the way to my truck. Did I make it on time?" He asked trying to catch his composure. She could tell he'd been running trying to get there by 9:00. Cordelia nodded and smiled.

"Yep. Sure did. Are those for me or you?" She asked directing her eyes to the flower bouquet. After registering her quip, he laughed a little. "Yeah, they're for you." Taking a good look at her, he had to say he liked what he saw. Hair Done. Check. Nice shirt with cleavage showing . Check. Tight ass pants. Check. Patented Cordelia Chase smile. Check. This was definitely a full fledge date.

"Barbie. You look gorgeous. You're making me look bad." He joked as he admired her. She had him stunned. But being stunning was the normal for Cordelia.

"Thank you, and no Gunn you look pretty damn gorgeous yourself. You're even wearing a polo shirt. And I know for a fact you don't "do" polo shirts."

"Damn right." He said with affirmation. "But, I'm going on a date with a celebrity. I have to look the part right?" She blushed crimson at that which made Gunn beam inside even more. Holding out his hand to take hers, she gladly accepted.

"Bye Dennis. Be back soon." At that the resident ghost flicked the lights and closed the door. Gunn smirked.

"That still freaks me out. Anyway, there's a whole of shit to do and the night is young." Cordelia turned and looked at him curiously.

"What type of "shit" do you have planned?" Gunn just smiled as he helped her into his truck. Truth was, he didn't have a damn clue what the plan for the night was. He was just happy he was where he was right now. Apparently Cordy was just as happy as he was. Thinking about what Wes and Fred had told him earlier that night about Cordelia seeing him differently, the thought made Gunn feel better. Cordelia was definitely interested in him as much as he was her. Now the question wasn't what would happen if they didn't hit it off. What would happen if they did?

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he retorted as he cranked up his truck. As if to start things off on the right foot she reached over and slapped him on the arm.

"Smartass."

Author's Note: I've finally updated something after 2 years. It took me getting sick to do it but I did and I must say I did miss it. I plan on this to be on-going for a while because like every real relationship, I have to get the problems too. Don't expect the enamoration phase last too long lol. This is about Cordelia and Gunn. To those who are still reading or just tuning in, I will finish what I start. Please leave me a review. Feedback motivates. Until next time. Hell Yeah!