Part 8
The next few days were pretty quiet as far as Angel and Cordelia were concerned. Darla had stopped making her comments at the group, exhausted. The baby was really taking a toll on her, physically and mentally. She spent most the day sleeping, the rest of it feeding. Fred walked into the hotel, a few papers in her hands.
"I've arranged with a doctor to have an ultrasound."
"Fred, we can't do that." Cordy said immediately.
"Why not?"
"We don't know what that thing inside of her actually is. If it's like a three headed clawed demon thing, how are we going to explain that to the doctor."
"I guess I didn't think of that."
"We'll go in later tonight."
"Right Angel." Cordelia mocked. "We're just going to go into a hospital, some how get Darla and the machine into a room to look at the thing inside of her, and no one's going to notice?"
After hours at the hospital...
"I can not believe we snuck into a hospital, after hours, took the machine thing and haven't been caught."
"Maybe we can keep it that way if you'll shut up." Darla snapped.
"Hey, you two want to knock it off any time soon?" Angel asked.
"No." Was the only response he got from both of then. He rolled his eyes, rolling Darla into the room, Cordy at his side. As Wesley and Fred worked on finding out what exactly was inside of her, Angel was all but shaking. Cordy was nervous herself and walked to Angel, taking his hand in hers. It helped ease the tension between them, but he was still frightened. But when he saw the shape of the baby, he could swear he felt his heart beat.
"Oh my word." He turned to Wesley, hoping his friend would confirm his thoughts. "Angel. It's a boy." A smile graced his lips.
"A boy. I'm going to be a father."
"Oh hell. You mean it has a soul AND it's human? If I weren't already dead, I'd wish for it."
"We can still kill you, you know?" She growled at Wesley. Angel was still in awe over the fact that he was going to have a son. He knew the spell had worked, because the happiness he felt at the moment was a type he had never experienced before. And it only increased when he felt Cordelia squeezing his hand tighter.
"You're going to be a father Angel." She had a beautiful smile on her face.
"Awww, this is so touching. Now can we get the hell out of here? I'm starving and I've got a thing crawling inside of me that should be out now." Angel had a smug smirk on his face as they left the hospital. "What?" She growled.
"The baby. Seeing him. It got to you."
"It did not."
"Yeah it did. You two are sharing a soul now Darla. And you can't handle it. You never could." She turned her head away from him, not wanting to see him or any of them. She tried to relax, but it wasn't possible. The car came to a screeching hault, everyone turning to Darla as a horrible cry of pain was heard.
"What's wrong with her now?" Cordelia asked, thinking it was just another one of "Bonnie's" tantrums.
"I think her contractions have started." Lorne said. She grabbed Angel by the shirt.
"I can't believe I'm going through this because of you!" She roared at him.
"You like pain."
"Not...like...this!" They timed the contractions that were overlapping, then she just stared at them, calming down.
"What?"
"They stopped." Angel exchanged looks with his friends.
"Is that supposed to happen?" He asked Wesley, who shook his head.
"I want it out." She cried. "Right now. Just, get it the hell out."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. See, as a vampire, there is no blood flow through your body. That's why you can't seem to stop the cravings. But you aren't a living creature, your body isn't meant to care for the child inside of you. You're not meant to carry a child Darla, that might be why he hasn't been born yet.
"So, my son's not going to be born?" Angel asked, his voice ready to crack at the thought of losing the only child he would ever have.
"No! I'm going through this and it isn't even going to come out? I don't think so."
"Let's just get back to the hotel." They nodded at Wesley's suggestion and headed back to the hotel. With every second that passed, Darla felt something coursing through her body. Something that terrified and thrilled her. She had tormented so many because of the feeling, and now here it was. It was love.
***
Days came and went and the whole group was frustrated, Angel and Darla especially. The contractions had came and gone so many times now, and she couldn't stand it any longer. She layed on the bed in the room she was staying in, trying to get some rest. Angel was ready to pull his hair out in frustration. He had spent most of the day in the basement, taking some aggression out on his punching bag. But it did nothing to ease the fear he was dealing with. He sat down on one of the chairs, thinking about everything that was going on. He almost jumped when he felt a warm hand on his bare shoulder. He turned to see Cordelia standing there. She took a seat next to him.
"Hey."
"Hey." There was a long silence, both wanting to say so many things, but neither being able to.
"How are you?"
"Honestly? I'm so afraid right now Cordy. I mean, I care about Dalra. I don't love her, but I do care about her. And then i found out I was going to be a father. You know how amazing this is. And now, the fact that he may not be born. My son might not be born. It's like stab to the heart." He looked at her unreadable face and couldn't help the guilt he felt. "But I guess you already know that, huh?" She turned to face him, upset at the hurt in his eyes. "Cordy, I know that I can't make this up to you. And since we broke up, I've been trying to tell myself it's for the best because I don't deserve you. I'm taking so much away from you, blinding you. But no matter how much I tell myself that, I can't let you go. The thought of you with anyone else makes me furious. I think about you constantly, wonder what your doing, where you are, who your with. And it drives me crazy. I don't want to ruin your life, but I can't let you go. I'm selfish, you know that, you've called me it before." He said with a smile, one she had to return. "I love you Cordelia, and the thought of losing you will kill me." She wiped a tear from her eyes and pressed her lips to his, wrapping her arms around here. He was shocked, but before she could pull away, he brought her closer to him, returning the kiss passionately.
"Angel! Get up here! Darla's at it again!" Fred called from the doorway of the basement. He pulled away, grabbed her hand and dragged her up with him. They ran up to the lobby, surprised that she was down there. She was crying out in pain, more than ready to have the child already. So when she realized that she was bleeding, and the baby wasn't going to be born yet, it nearly brought her to tears. She couldn't stand it. Her baby was going to die. She knew it, and so did Angel when she looked into his eyes. Angel, in a panic turned to Wesley, as did all of them, as he questioned the ex-watcher. Darla reached her hand into the weapons cabnet without anyone seeing her. She tucked it under her as the gang turned back around.
"Angel, make sure you tell this baby how much I love him. How he was the only thing we ever did together that was good. The only good thing I ever did. Promise." Angel was confused but he nodded. They could only stare stunned, as Darla plunged the stake into her heart. Angel was in shock until he heard the loud cry of a baby and saw the dust fall to the floor. He picked up his son, staring at his friends and love, a mix of bliss and pain forming inside. He held the baby in his arms, walking towards the group. Cordelia came next to him, staring at his son.
"He has your brow." They all looked at the baby.
"He really does. Poor kid." Angel shot Gunn a warning glance, the deadliness of it betrayed by the smile on his face.
"He has his mother's eyes." Fred said without thinking, before covering her mouth and looking at Cordy, regreting the words immediately.
"He does." She said, wrapping her arms around Angel, placing a kiss on his neck. Angel had never experienced such a feeling as he stared at his baby boy, wondering how this had happened. Vampires weren't supposed to have children, yet here he was. It was the first time Angel didn't curse the Power's That Be. A long silence floated through the hotel as Angel wrapped his son in a blanket, intent on going to buy clothes for him later that night.
"What's his name, Angelcakes?" Angel looked from Cordy, to Lorne.
"Conner."
***
Later that week...
Angel walked through the store with Cordelia next to him, holding Conner in his arms. Cordy all but ran through the different baby aisles, showing Angel outfit after outfit, keeping the ones they liked. As much as Angel hated to admit it, he was actually enjoying himself. He was shoping for clothes for his son, with the woman he loved. Who was in love with him and wasn't going to leave him like she really should. Angel forced those thoughts out of his mind. He was happy, and it was going to stay that way.
"Ooooh! Angel! Look at this! Oh my God! Isn't tis adorable! And look at the color! Baby blue! It would look so good on him Angel!" He smiled.
"Okay. Another outfit to take. We have to save some money for his crib, a car seat, diapers, formula, baby powder-"
"I know. It's called a master card baby." He nodded and walked next to her, hands clasped together.
"You'll drive me broke, you know that?"
"Yeah, probably." He leaned down and kissed her, lips touching in a gentle carress they both thought would undo them.
"Can I help you?" They pulled away, Angel angry because he never got to finish what they were starting. But looking at her smiling face and the sleeping baby in his arms made his heart sing.
"Yeah." Cordelia put the clothes on the counter. "We need all of this, that crib over there and that car seat. Angel, give me Conner." He looked at her terrified to let go of his son. He reluctantly handed his son to Cordy and walked over to get the large box holding the crib and the car seat.
"He's a pretty one, don't see many looking like him now a days." Cordelia turned to the checker.
"You really don't, do you? He's such a sweetie too."
"And strong too." She said as he picked up the items with incredible ease.
"Yeah. He's one in a million."
"You know he was staring at you the entire time he walked over there."
"It's Conner here. He's very protective."
"How old's the little guy."
"Only a week old."
"Wow." She looked Cordelia over. "Um, are you the mother?"
"Yes she is. The only woman for me." He wrapped an arm around her, looking over his love's shoulder at his little boy.
"How do you do it? You just had a baby and you look...great!" She smiled. It was still a compliment none the less.
"Thanks." They took the stuff they bought and walked out to the car.
"You do look great, considering you just had a baby." Angel said with a smile, eager to get his son back in his arms. Cordelia covered Conner's eyes and punched Angel in the arm.
"Sorry you had to be here when that happened Conner." Cordy whispered to him. "You're Daddy's being something you don't need to know yet." He put up the car seat and sat Conner inside. They headed home, Angel's hand locked with Cordelia's during the driver. "Angel? Why did you tell that lady I was Conner's mom."
"Because she doesn't need to know our buisness."
"Oh."
"And because in my eyes, you are his mother."
"So, that means he can have my last name, since you don't have one."
"Now we aren't going that far. I have to think about that one." She leaned against him, enjoying the rest of the drive home.
Part 9
Angel loaded the last of Cordelia's boxes in the car. He turned toward her as she walked toward him, linking an arm with his.
"I'm going to miss this place. It took a lot to get it and it feels kind of wrong to leave it." She looked up at him. "But it doesn't feel right sleeping without you. Especially now."
"At least we found a way to bring your other dead servant with you to the hotel."
"Be nice Angel. Dennis is a very jealous phantom."
"Whatever. Let's head home?" She nodded, loving the sound of that. After they unloaded everything into the room, Angel watched Cordelia feeding Conner with a warm feeling in his heart. The baby slowly drifted off to sleep and Angel stood behind them, wrapping his arms around Cordelia and wrapped his arms around her. He planted soft kisses on her neck, watching his son as he slept. They walked up to their room and layed Conner in his crib.
"I'm going to finish putting all this stuff away."
"All right. I think Wes said he needed to talk to me about something." She ran her hands over his chest, planting a kiss on his lips.
"Don't take to long. I want some time alone with you."
"I'll tell him to make it quick." Angel made his way down the stairs and saw Wesley in his office and decided to sit down. He had a really bad feeling that was twisting his stomach into knots and the fact that Wesley wasn't coming out of his office any time soon was not helping. He folded his hands and rested them behind his head until he heard the soft sound of the door opening. He opened an eye and followed him as he sat across from him. "Took you long enough."
"I didn't know you were down here."
"Well, you do now. So what's up Wes?"
"Actually, I think you and I should talk in a more private place." Angel sat up.
"What's wrong?" He motioned for Angel to follow him up stairs and into one of the hallway closets. "A little cramped, don't you think?"
"Yes, I know. But it's the only place in the hotel that's not bugged."
"Bugged?"
"Yes. The entire hotel is. Every room Angel. This closet is the only place that isn't because no electrical wiring runs through here."
"So this entire time they've been watching our every moves. They've known we've discussed, cases, you name it."
"I'm afraid so."
"So what are we supposed to do? I can't just stay here knowing the entire place is bugged." A second went buy. "Those guys. The exterminators, I think they were. They planted the bugs. It had to have been them."
"Yes, well, it wouldn't be wise to let them know we're aware of this."
"You're probably right. It could get ugly."
***
"Lilah." Gavin said as he entered her office, much to her annoyance. She stared at him with an icey glare through her eye lashes.
"What do you want Gavin? I don't have time for your bull shit right now."
"Easy there one with the acid tounge. I have some information for you." She rolled her eyes with a sigh, crossed her arms, and turned her attention away from the papers at her desk.
"You have five seconds before I lose all interest."
"I think one of the side kicks at A.I. found our little bug-"
"Your little bug, Gavin. Not mine."
"Well, the guy with the glasses. I think he knows."
"Dammit. Itold you it was a stupid idea."
"We've been monitoring every move they've made for months and now it's stupid? We figured they would find out eventually. Especially with that demon in the place."
"We did things your way, now we're doing them mine. Now get the hell out of my office." He reluctantly turned and left. As soon as the door was closed she went over to it and locked it, before getting on the phone. "Yes. I have a job for you. Don't worry, this won't touch you. I don't prefer discussing matters over the phone. I'd rather we meet in person. Maybe lunch? All right. That sounds perfect."
***
Angel had gone out for a few hours. He had told Cordelia that he was going to do a sweep. It wasn't necessarily a lie since he was looking for a demon of some kind to pummle. He knew Wolfram and Hart. If they found out that he knew about the cameras in the hotel, they would do something. They were already one step ahead of them. Even if the gang had managed to locate all of them, they still knew everything they had done for the past few months. He was sure there was some specific reason they had planted the cameras in the first place. What were they up to? Normally, he wouldn't care. If it was just him. But now, he had friends, a girlfried, a son. He had a family to take care of and the idea of anyone attempting to hurt them made his blood boil. When he finally came back, he realized he must have been gone longer than he thought because everyone was asleep. He walked up to his room, the sound of two hearts beating and soft breathing floating through the room in a soft hum. He smiled and sat down on the bed, careful not to disturb Cordelia. He removed his shoes, shirt and pants, occupying the spot next to her. Cordelia kept her breathing calm, frowning when she didn't feel his arms wrap around her. Something was wrong, but she didn't know what and it was killing her. Angel was staring up at the ceiling when he heard a soft whisper.
"What's wrong?" He turned his attention to Cordelia, who was now facing him. She rested her head on his chest, his arm wrapping around her, hand on her hip. He didn't answer and she looked up to see him staring at a spot on the wall. "Baby, what's wrong?"
"I'm just thinking. Did Wes tell you guys?"
"Tell us what?" He moved his mouth near her ear, whispering soft enough so no one would be able to hear them, and so his mouth wouldn't be read.
"Wolfram and Hart planted bugs in the hotel, everything we've done for the last month or so, they know about. Which means they know all about us and Conner. I was thinking maybe you and Conner should-"
"I swear Angel, if you say I should take Conner and go hide out I am so going to slap you."
"I just don't want any of you getting hurt."
"Well, I don't want you getting hurt either. If you're going, I'm going."
"That defeats the purpose."
"Screw the purpose. Angel, we're not going any where. None of us are. And whatever happens with Evil Inc. we'll deal with. Now go to sleep because it's late and don't give me that vampire hours thing because you've been on human hours for a while and I know you're tired."
"You're the boss."
"You're right." She buried her head deeper into his chest, his arms holding her tight.
***
Lilah waited at the table, taking a sip of her water and glancing at her watch every five seconds. Where was this girl? She watched as a woman dressed in leather walked towards her. She sat down and Lilah smiled to herself. She was about to speak when the young woman interupted.
"Before we start, don't say my name. Let's keep this descreet."
"Discreet?" Lilah asked, addressing the outfit.
"Hey, nothing's falling out. So, this job."
"Enemy of the firm. This guy just gets into everything, making it impossible for us to do anything."
"I don't want the sob story, just tell me what I have to do. I'm getting paid, that's what matters."
"Very well. As you know, I need something taken from this guy. I want this brought right back to me. This will be quite easy for you, considering you're as good at this as you say you are."
"You won't find another theif in this town like me."
"I suppose not. Don't run into any of the people there, and you're set."
"So, what is it you want me to steal? What's so important to this guy?"
"His son."
***
Angel walked up to the club with Cordelia on his arm. Her dressed in a short black dress, him in a pair of black slacks and a navy blue velvet shirt.
"Why do we have to come here?"
"Angel. High-Gloss is the hottest club in LA."
"Yeah. With people Cordy. I'd rather stay home and-" She raised an eyebrow.
"Stay home and what?" They sat in a dark area, away from peering eyes.
"You know what." He said, his hand running up her thigh.
"Oh, really? What ever gave you the idea that I would even put out?" She asked, an innocent smile on her face. Her hand making it's own decent up. "I want to dance."
"What?" He asked, hand stopping it's journey. "Cordy, no. I, I don't dance. You know that."
"Too bad huh? I feel like dancing. And unless you want me dancing with someone else, you better stand up and dance with me." He walked with her, feet dragging. "What are you? Five?"
"No." He said, his lips in a pout. She wrapped her arms around his, taking his lip in between hers. No one noticed the pair as they swayed back and forth to the music, hands exploring the other's body. Some how they had managed to make their way through the crowd of bodies toward a darker more secluded area of High-Gloss. He moved them away from the view of others, into a pitch black section. Her hands fumbled with the zipper of his slacks, his hands pulling the dress up to her waist. He lifted her leg and she wrapped it around his waist. Her hand freed him, his fingers tearing her panties to shreds. Her hand brought him to her entrance and he filled her in one hard thrust. She held him to her tightly, thrusting in rhythm with him. Her hands went up under his shirt, scraping his flesh with her nails. A bright light flashed in their faces. They turned and saw two huge men shining a flash light at them. It didn't take much for them to realize they were being kicked out of High-Gloss. They laughed about it on the drive home, which wasn't very long since Angel was speeding the entire way back. Neither of them expected what they saw when they entered the hotel. Lorne was tied up, Gunn and Wesley were unconscious, and Fred was sitting in a corner hysterical, rubbing her hand over a giant bruise on her arm, seemingly oblivious to the gash on her forehead. They rushed in, untied Lorne, got Wesley and Gunn to come to, and tried desperately to calm Fred down. That didn't take to long, and once it was done, Angel got over the shock and rational thought came back to him. "Conner." He ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time. He busted open the door, taking in the knocked over basinet and furniture. He came down stairs, face twisted with pain and guilt. His eyes looked like they would spill tears at any minute, but he wasn't able to let them fall. Cordelia started to shake her head furiously.
"Angel no." He just nodded and held her as she cried into his chest, falling to his knees with her. The group exchanged looks, realization dawning on them. Fred covered her mouth as a sound she wasn't aware she could make escaped her mouth.
***
Lilah smiled to herself, sending gavin a smug look. He just rolled his eyes and nodded.
"You did it."
"Of course I did."
"Now what?"
"I know you Gavin. Saddly, I was once like you. Steeling every idea I could find. All though, I would steel the smart ones. So no, I'm not going to tell you what happens next Gavin. But I will allow you to sit back...and enjoy the show." She had a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she watched Angel Investigations fall apart. She looked at her watch. Where was this woman with that baby?
Part 10
Cordelia was beyond worried about Angel, she had felt her heart break in two when she found out Conner had been kidnapped. But Angel, he hadn't said a word. He was upset of course, this was his son after all. He was hurting, but he wasn't showing it. He wasn't grieving, he just had a blank look on his face that wouldn't fade away. He didn't lock himself in his room, he wasn't brooding. He just wasn't there anymore...he was numb. It was burning a hole in her heart, knowing she couldn' lp her. That he wasn't going to let her. They all watched him in Wesley's office as he absent mindedly searched thorugh some papers.
"Has he said anything to you?" Cordelia looked at Wesley, then at the rest of the group.
"Not one word. He's going about life as usual. As if nothing's happened. He won't talk about it. I tried to talk to him about it last night after it happened and he cut me off, said he was tired, turned his back to me and fell asleep. I'll get him to come around eventually." They all just nodded, hoping she could.
* * *
Lilah was angry and frustrated and ready to knock that damn grin off of Gavin's face. He knew something was wrong too, the bastard. Dogs could just sense those things.
"So... Lilah, where's this incredible theif who stole Angel's son?"
"Shut up Gavin. She has a tendancy to be late."
"Riiiiiiight."
"Gavin. Get the hell out of my office." He raised his eyebrows and shrugged, walking out of the room. As soon as the door closed, she picked up her phone. Her anger only increased when there was no answer. She didn't know where the hell this woman was, but she better have a damn good excuse if she wanted to wake up the following morning. She was supposed to be here hours ago. As seconds ticked by, her rage grew. "I'm going to kick her ass."
"Not if I kick yours first." She turned around in her chair to see Cordelia and the rest of the Angel Investigaions crew, minus Angel himself.
"Where's the big bad boss?" Cordelia walked up to her as she got out of her chair.
"Waiting for you at the hotel."
"Ooooh. I'm so scared, I'm shaking." Lilah mocked.
"You should be." Before Lilah knew what was happening, she was hit hard by Cordelia and knocked unconscious. "Let's go." Gunn and Wes grabbed Lilah, sneaking her out the same way they had managed to get inside.
* * *
Reina didn't know why she all of a sudden had an attack of guilt. Her consciece had never interfered with her work before. But then again, she had never taken someone's child before either. Her fingers hovered above the numbers on her cell phone, pushed a few, then she hung up again. Lilah had told her that this Angel guy was a threat to the baby yet, she still felt bad. She finally called her without hanging up. Lilah regained consciousness and notcied that she was tied up. Cordelia pushed the phone to her ear.
"Hello? Ms. Morgan?"
"Reina. I've told you before, call me Lilah. I can't talk right now though. I'm a little tied up."
"I can't go through with this."
"Hold on Reina." Cordelia took away the phone.
"Who is it?"
"No one."
"Lilah, I've never killed a human before. But I wouldn't mind sarting with you. Now tell me before I rip your throat out."
"I'm not afraid of you Cordelia."
"You should be. You have no idea what I'm capable of. Now, was that her? Is she the one who took Conner?"
"No." Cordelia's hand wrapped around Lilah's throat.
"Yes or no Lilah." She growled.
"Yes. That's her."
"Tell her to meet you at the hotel and I might let you live." She pushed the phone back to her ear.
"Reina. Meet me at the hotel."
"What hotel?"
"The Tropicana in Vegas. What hotel do you think? The one you took the kid from."
"Why? What about the people?"
"They're, they're out right now. Meet me there in twenty, ten minutes.
"All right." She looked at the blue eyed baby who hadn't stopped crying since she brought him to her apartment. She picke dhim up, his crying getting louder. "Maybe being back at your home will shut you up. Let's go kid."
* * *
Lilah was tied to a chair when Reina finally walked in with Conner in tow. The door closed behind her and she turned in a hurry to meet up with the face of the two men she had hit over the back of the head with her gun. But she didn't have that gun with her right now, and these two didn't look happy. She turned back and saw another man..tall, dark, handsome with spikey brown hair and chocolate eyes. Normally, she would be quite intrigued, but the fact that both him and the woman next to him looked at her like she was a murderer, or a kidnapper, changed her mind. She turned to Lilah.
"You set me up!"
"No! You set me up! You should have brought me that kid hours ago!" Lilah was shut up as Cordelia's fist once again knocked her out. She made her way to Reina.
"Now I know this bitch must have had a really bad influence on you. But you took my heart. Angel's heart. And right now, you should consider yourself a very lucky woman if you make it out of here alive tonight.
"I, I do- I'm sorry." Cordelia let out a manic laugh that made even Angel shiver.
"You're sorry? You're sorry? Oh yeah! Because that makes everything all better now, doesn't it?" Angel's hands gripped her shoulders, calming her down.
"Easy baby. It's okay now. It's over." Angel walked slowly and calmly over to Reina. His eyes locked with hers and the intensity in them made her shake with something very unfamiliar to her...fear. "My son." his composure stayed the same, his voice a low growl. She handed the baby over to him and he turned and walked away from her, calming Conner down. Cordelia glared at the young woman, following behind Angel, leaving the rest of the group to take care of Reina and Lilah.
Up stairs, Conner was sleeping peacefully in his crib. Angel wrapped his arms around Cordelia, smiling down at his child. She turned around, placing a kiss to his lips. Her arms wrapped around his neck, his around her waist as he walked back until his knees hit the mattress.
"I take it your ready?" He said with a smug smile.
"Yeah. We'll just have to keep it quiet." she returned his grin, pressing her lips to his again. He leaned back on the bed, taking her with him. She sat on top of him, unbottuning his shirt. Angel's hands reached for her shirt, pulling it over her head, then working on the elastic of her shorts. She pulled his pants and boxers off, removing her clothing in the process. She rejoined him on the bed, straddling his hips. She took him in her hand, positioning herself above him. She lowered herself slowly, moaning as he filled her, stretching her inner walls. She leaned over, kissing him fully on the mouth. Angel's hands took hold of her hips, urging her on. She sat up without much encouragement, working up a rhythm. He met her thrust for thrust, burying himself deeper inside of her with every upstroke.
"Cordelia." A soft growl escaped his lips. She let out a hiss when she felt his hand snake down between where their bodies joined. His thrusting grew faster and harder. She leaned forward, hands on his chest.
"Ang-" His lips covered hers, swallowing her cry as she flew over the edge, him following shortly behind her. She fell forward on his chest, his arms holding her to him tight. She kissed his chin and cheek, nipping at his bottom lip. "I love you Angel." Her voice sounded small and distant, but he heard her.
"I love you too Cordy." They were both taken out of their peaceful revenue as a loud cry echoed through the room. Small smiles appeared over both their faces as Angel slipped on his boxers and Cordelia put on one of his t-shirts. He walked over to the crying baby and smiled down at him. "Yes, I love you too." He said in a high pitched voice that made Conner smile. He picked up his son and walked over to the bed. "And mommy loves you too." Cordelia reached out her arms, and Angel gave him to her. He layed down, Conner between him and Cordelia. A smile graced his lips as he watched their son fall back asleep. He couldn't be happier.
End.