TITLE: Lost Loves
AUTHOR: Rache
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters are mine, they belong to Joss (but if he has any going spare I'd be happy to take them off his hands!) – so please don't sue!
RATING: Umm . . . PG at the moment I guess, but it might go as far as . . .drumroll . . . PG-13!!
SPOILERS: Don't think so. Its kinda standalone really.
SUMMARY: Wes & Cordy do acting!
FEEDBACK: Please!!
NOTES: This is my first Wes/Cordy fic – so please be nice! PS Future parts will be longer, I just really wanted to get this up!
Also, thanx to Hils for thinking of the names for Gordon & Tracy, and to RS for the Title of both show and fic!
"And . . . CUT!" Cordelia heard the director's voice ring out and her whole body relaxed. "OK, Cordelia, Wesley, that's you two done for today. See you tomorrow guys!"
Turning on her heel, she strode over to where she kept her things during filming, and began to quickly pack her bag. Wesley did the same, and as he reached over to pick up his water bottle, his arm gently brushed hers. She felt her skin prickle with excitement, and found it hard to contain her emotions. She looked up into his eyes, but looked away again, dejected, when she saw that his own face showed no emotion at all. Nothing.
She remembered the first day they had worked together in the studio, and, in spite of her disappointment, she smiled. She had been amazed when she arrived, to find out that he was an amazingly talented actor. Just another of the many things that she loved about him. But she knew that he didn't feel the same way about her.
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"I'm sorry, really sorry, but –"
"Save it Cordelia. Just don't do it again. I can't deal with my star being over an hour late all the time, so if you slip, I'll have to find someone else."
"I promise, I will be on the dot tomorrow. You have my word."
"And mine," a familiar voice joined in.
"Wesley? What the heck are *you* doing here?!" She was speechless. The only explanation she could think of was that he'd followed her here . . . in which case, why was he here before her?
"Cordelia, can I introduce you to Gordon?" Jack, the director, gestured towards Wesley.
"No, that's Wesl – oh wait, you mean the *character* Gordon?! But Wesley isn't even an actor!"
"Au contraire my darling Tracy," Wesley smirked. "You just never asked. I'll have you know I was a damn good actor back in my college days, and when I saw the ad for this, I just couldn't resist."
"But . . but . . Jesus Wesley, you really do know how to drop a good bombshell, don't you?!" Suddenly she remembered something. "Wait . . . aren't Gordon and Tracy . . . like . . . y'know . . . . getting' it on?"
"That was the general idea," replied Jack, with a laugh in his voice.
"But . . I . . I . . . But . . .I can't!"
"Am I so repulsive that you'd be willing to give up this job, *just* to avoid having to *pretend* to kiss me?" Wesley sounded upset at this.
"No, of course you . . aren't, I was just . . . surprised . . . that's all."
The truth was, she was absolutely crazy about Wesley. Ever since he first arrived in Sunnydale, she had thought he was the best thing since sliced bread. When they had the kiss . . . she had to admit, she had been put off. Just slightly. It wasn't the best she'd ever had, but she had to admit, he still looked *way* double-oh-seven in a tux.
When he turned up in LA, at first she was annoyed. She thought he was trying to take Doyle's place . . . even though a part of her deep down inside knew that he wasn't, and never would. When they kissed, before she realised it was him, she noticed how gentle he was . . . had she been blind, she would never have linked the two people, let alone realised they were one and the same. That kiss had lit the fire again, but at first she didn't realise it. And after that, when she did realise it, she covered it over. She passed it off as annoyance. She wasn't *that* bad an actress, after all.
And now, she'd got her first acting job in months, in a prime time soap no less. Ever since she was a little girl, she had watched Lost Loves, and wished she were on it, determined that one day, she would be. That day had finally come – but with it, came something that made her life more complicated than it already was. Which is some feat.
She was always nervous when the cameras started rolling, but now it was a million times worse. She was going to have to *kiss* Wesley, someone she was deeply in love with. Could be some girls' dream job – but not Cordy. She didn't want him to know, because she spent almost all of her time working closely with him. It was hard enough to keep her feelings in check as it was, without the added stress of him knowing. Not to mention the rejection!
She wasn't in his first scene. As she sat and watched, she started to forget her inner turmoil, and became more and more engrossed in his performance. How come it had taken her until now to realise how talented he was?