Angel picked up the phone and hesitated for a moment. Cordelia was sitting opposite him biting her bottom lip and fiddling with a strand of hair that had escaped from her ponytail. "Come on! Dial them!" she nodded at him. Angel sighed, and glanced at the clock. 8.00pm. "You don't think it's too late?" he asked, not really wanting to intrude on their evening. "Oh you wuss!" Cordy exclaimed taking the receiver from him and dialling the number herself. "It's ringing" she shoved the receiver back at Angel and sat back smiling. He looked from her to the receiver in his hand, and slowly lifted it to his ear.

Brennan answered the phone "Hello, Dr. Temperance Brennan speaking". Angel looked at Cordy and mouthed the word Brennan to her, then spoke into the phone "Temperance, it's Angel". Brennan smiled at the sound of the familiar voice on the phone, restraining herself from calling him Booth "Angel! How are you? It's so nice to hear from you, and how is Cordy?" she asked. As much as Booth had tried to dissuade her from getting too close to them, she could not help but feel attracted to Angel, for obvious reasons, and also to Cordy who's bubbly nature was just appealing in general. Angel responded "I'm good, thanks. And Cordy is good too. Umm, I, well actually, we were calling to see if you and Booth were free sometime this week. There is still such a lot for us to discuss, after our last meeting, especially. By the way are you feeling better?" Angel asked.

Brennan felt herself blushing as she listened to the voice on the other end of the line, "I am actually, thank you. And yes, getting together would be good. You're right there is still so much to explore and discuss." She responded enthusiastically. "I have an idea. How would you and Cordy like to come over for dinner on the weekend?" she asked. Angel was holding the phone slightly away from his hear "Umm on the weekend? Dinner? Errr" He looked at Cordy as he screwed his face up in one of those I don't know what to say faces, and shook his head, one hand raised as if pleading for help. "Oh for goodness sake!" Cordy snatched the phone out of Angels hand and spoke "Temperance! It's me! Cordelia!" She poked her tongue out at Angel who still stood looking confused.

Brennan smiled at the bright sound of Cordys voice. There was just something about Cordelia. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it was like a warmth washed over you when she was around. "Cordy! I was just saying to Angel that I think it would be nice if you two came over for dinner on Saturday night. Would that be suitable?" she asked. "We'd LOVE that!" Cordy squealed. "Can we bring anything?" she asked. Brennan found herself grinning at Cordys enthusiasm and replied "No. Just come and bring your appetite." She suddenly remembered Angel and felt quite embarrassed. "Cordy, I hate to ask, but. What do I do about Angel? I just remembered that he doesn't actually eat! I'm so embarrassed! Oh God, no wonder he hesitated when I asked him. I'm sorry."

Brennan covered her eyes with her hands, mortified at her faux pas. Cordy, bright as ever responded "Oh don't worry about Angel. We'll bring something for him, as long as you don't mind him heating it up in your microwave. And I'm sure he would love to try your cooking. He often has little tastes of my little culinary inventions" she looked over at Angel and winked at him. Angel smirked and folded his arms across his chest and shook his head in wonderment at her. She promptly poked her tongue out at him and smiled her wonderful wide smile at him. I love you he mouthed at her, and she replied silently I know.

Brennan hung up the phone happy that they had called and pleased with the arrangements she had made. Now she just had to let Booth know that he was having visitors on Saturday night for dinner. Her only worry, what if she felt ill while cooking. "Oh well, we will just have to worry about that on the night" she thought to herself.

Cordy skipped around the desk and replaced the phone on it. Angel still stood with his arms folded over his chest watching her, his smirk still in place. "And what are you smirking at Mister!" she asked as she skipped up to him and kissed him firmly. He unfolded his arms and placed his hands on her hips "You of course! My little social director." he laughed at her. "I just hope that this isn't too much for Booth to handle. He's barely grasping things as it is. And don't go blurting about the baby. They may not even know yet. Promise me."

His face was serious now. His hands leaving her hips and grabbing her shoulders "I mean it Cordy. Not one single word. We cannot afford to fall backwards in this. Booth has been a hard nut to crack, and I think we are starting to get him on board, but I do not want all our hard work undone by your over eager tongue" he lectured her. Cordelia stood up on her tiptoes and kissed the tip of Angels nose "Ooh you are a grumpy boy." She stepped back from him and placed one hand over her heart and held the other on up like she was swearing on a bible "I promise. I should be struck down dead if I blurt". Angel shook his head and smiled at her. She poked her tongue out at him again and headed into the bedroom, calling out over her shoulder "I have to work out what I'm going to wear!" Angel rolled his eyes and called after her. "Are you sure you have enough time? It's already Tuesday after all"