"I'm sorry," Cordelia said to Angel as he drove her home.

"It's okay," Angel replied. "Having drinks with Wesley wasn't that horrible."

"Pfft, you know that's not what I meant," Cordy said. "I'm sorry you're hurting over Buffy."

After making his announcement that he and Buffy were over, Angel remained relatively quiet the rest of the evening.

"The end was bound to happen. Things between her and me haven't been working for a while," Angel said, pulling the car in front of Cordelia's motel room.

Cordelia didn't quite know what to say. She didn't like Angel with a broken heart and yet there was this part of her that was actually relieved he and Buffy were over. She pushed away thoughts that maybe she and Angel could find a way to be together. She was even tempted to put off her journey to LA but she stilled those thoughts. Leaving Sunnydale was something she had to do.

"Thanks for the ride," Cordy said getting out of his car.

Angel watched her go into her motel room and cursed himself. He had been unable to tell Cordy about his plan to leave Sunnydale. He'd come to the conclusion that he could not be the man Cordy deserved, and at the same time realized he couldn't live without her. He drove back to the mansion but didn't go inside. He got out of the car and went on patrol instead. He needed to kill something.

--

"I'm sure you and Angel will find your way back to each other," Willow said as she walked with Buffy through the cemetery.

"I've never seen Angel that determined before," Buffy said. "He means it. He's leaving me. He kept saying he couldn't give me the life I wanted."

"I'm sorry Buffy but," Willow hesitated. "I think he was right."

"I don't see how we can stay apart," Buffy said.

"That's probably why he's leaving. If he stayed you guys would just get back together," Willow said.

"Exactly, we should just keep trying to fix things between us," Buffy said. "He's right about us needing a break but maybe in the end we'll find our way back to each other."

Willow just gave her friend a reassuring hug and then Buffy pushed her away because there was a demon behind her. Before Willow could recover from the shock, Buffy set about fighting with it. Angel then appeared from the shadows and finished the demon off.

"Angel," Buffy said hesitantly.

"Hi Buffy," Angel said and then helped Willow up from the ground.

"You okay, Will?" Buffy asked her.

"I'm fine," Willow said, brushing the dirt off her with her hand. "Thanks Angel."

He nodded and then began to walk away.

"Angel!" Buffy called out and then quickly realized she had no idea what to say.

Angel turned around saying nothing. He was obviously angry.

"There's nothing left to say," he said sadly before he walked away.

"He was so cold," Buffy said.

"He's obviously upset," Willow said.

"So am I," Buffy said getting angry. "I'm not the one who's walking out on us."

"Come on, we can crash at my house and eat everything fattening we can think of," Willow said.

--

Angel walked aimlessly. He was surprised to find himself standing across the street from Cordy's motel. He hadn't realized that was where he was headed. Angel needed to talk to her and tell her he was leaving Sunnydale. That he was thinking about heading to LA. He wasn't certain how to tell her that without making it obvious how badly he needed her. He couldn't tell her that. He had to be her friend and nothing more.

Then her motel door opened and to Angel's surprise, Wesley walked out of Cordy's room. He was too far away to hear what they were saying, but he heard them laugh and saw them hug goodbye. Angel raged as he saw Cordy was wearing just a robe, and he thought the hug lasted too long. Cordy walked back into her room, Wesley got into his car, and Angel stalked across the street to pound on Cordy's door.

"You forgot your..." Cordy began as she opened the door holding Wesley's jacket in her hand. "Angel?"

Angel pulled Cordy roughly into his arms and kissed her putting all the need he felt into it. It started out hard and punishing, but Angel softened the kiss when he realized she was kissing him back. Cordy pulled his jacket off, and Angel pulled on the strings to her robe. When it fell to the floor, Angel smiled as he realized Cordy was wearing the shirt she'd borrowed from him and nothing else.

"My shirt," he said as he began to open the buttons.

"My shirt now," Cordy said with a sly smile as Angel moved to kiss her neck.

He licked the place where her pulse was racing, his hand fondling her now exposed breasts. Cordy started backing up towards the bed taking Angel with her. She paused only long enough to rip the shirt he was wearing open. Buttons flew everywhere.

"Always wanted to do that," Cordy said as she pushed Angel's shirt off his shoulders.

Angel laughed and then took her taut nipple in his mouth as she moaned. Then there was a knock at the door.

"We're not here," Angel said letting his tongue slide over her other nipple.

"No, we're not," Cordelia sighed. "It's probably just Wes looking for his jacket. He'll go away."

Angel growled at the sound of Wesley's name, and he gripped her shoulders harder. By now he could tell from Cordy's scent that she and Wesley hadn't had sex, but the thought of any man alone with Cordy raged Angel.

"You're jealous," Cordy said with a laugh and then she kissed him tenderly. "You don't have to be."

The pounding on Cordy's door continued. Angel and Cordy were oblivious as she unbuckled his pants and kissed her way down his chest.

"Cordelia, I know you're there. I really need to talk," Buffy said pounding on the door harder.