Chapter 3
Angel and Doyle were in his office. Cordelia was waiting not so patiently outside, she could see Angel's expressions as he talked.
"So that's it huh? In time you'll materilize but for now your stuck between our world and the next?" Angel asked.
"It's something like that. More like I'm here in this world, but for me to pass on she's gotta make a sacrifice and from I was know it's gotta be something big. Where i go depends on that. Also she's gotta a time limit." Doyle responded. Neither men were happy with the situation.
"Angel man she cant know either..about why I'm here and that whole scarifice subject."
"I wont tell her. But I think she deserves to know why your still lingering around."
"I'll tell her..when I get some kinda form, she lives with a ghost already and I think one is enough." Angel just nodded to him understanding his point.
"Come on let's go out there, I'll think of something to tell her. And Doyle, this scarifice your talking about better not be her life. She's to important for any of us to lose." Angel declared to him.
"Na I dont think that's it..at least I hope it's not." Doyle said with a bit of dread in his voice.
They both headed out of the office of course only one was seen and the other was, just like when he was alive, heard.
"Sooooo??" Cordelia squealed wanting to know what was going on.
"Cordelia, sit down." Angel said as he walked over to her placing his hands on her shoulders guiding her to sit on the couch.
"Cordy..he cant.." Angel was interputed when he was shoved to the side.
"Let me be the one to tell her. She cant see me but she can hear me. I think i earned that much." Doyle's invisable form said to her.as he kneeld in front of her. He laid his hands over hers, but was shocked when he felt their warmth they felt like fire burning his flesh but he didnt care. It was her touch, the touch he longed for..
"Do,,Doyle..I can feel you.." She whispered to him her voice was low in shock value.
"I know Princess now just listen to me alright? I cant tell you exactly what's going on and I cant tell you everything, but I promise when I can figure out to ya know get you to see me. I'll tell you what you need to know. That's a promise." He brought her white hot hand up to his cold lips placing the tenderest lovers kiss on it that he could for being a ghost. A tear slipped down her cheek she could feel it she wouldnt hide it even though the others were looking on nothing mattered to her only the invisable love in front of her. Doyle couldnt stand to see her cry, he shed a tear of his own, he went in to kiss to her tear away. She felt his lips on her cheek, he tasted the saltyness of it. He leaned his cheek on hers their sadness mingling through their open souled crying..then something happened. In the room there was a glimmering light, it seemed to surround the two on the couch. It was gold and glittery as it snaked around them in a fast motion. As the light started to fade away there was not only one figure on the couch but two. Doyle and Cordelia locked in a loving embrace.
Angel and Doyle were in his office. Cordelia was waiting not so patiently outside, she could see Angel's expressions as he talked.
"So that's it huh? In time you'll materilize but for now your stuck between our world and the next?" Angel asked.
"It's something like that. More like I'm here in this world, but for me to pass on she's gotta make a sacrifice and from I was know it's gotta be something big. Where i go depends on that. Also she's gotta a time limit." Doyle responded. Neither men were happy with the situation.
"Angel man she cant know either..about why I'm here and that whole scarifice subject."
"I wont tell her. But I think she deserves to know why your still lingering around."
"I'll tell her..when I get some kinda form, she lives with a ghost already and I think one is enough." Angel just nodded to him understanding his point.
"Come on let's go out there, I'll think of something to tell her. And Doyle, this scarifice your talking about better not be her life. She's to important for any of us to lose." Angel declared to him.
"Na I dont think that's it..at least I hope it's not." Doyle said with a bit of dread in his voice.
They both headed out of the office of course only one was seen and the other was, just like when he was alive, heard.
"Sooooo??" Cordelia squealed wanting to know what was going on.
"Cordelia, sit down." Angel said as he walked over to her placing his hands on her shoulders guiding her to sit on the couch.
"Cordy..he cant.." Angel was interputed when he was shoved to the side.
"Let me be the one to tell her. She cant see me but she can hear me. I think i earned that much." Doyle's invisable form said to her.as he kneeld in front of her. He laid his hands over hers, but was shocked when he felt their warmth they felt like fire burning his flesh but he didnt care. It was her touch, the touch he longed for..
"Do,,Doyle..I can feel you.." She whispered to him her voice was low in shock value.
"I know Princess now just listen to me alright? I cant tell you exactly what's going on and I cant tell you everything, but I promise when I can figure out to ya know get you to see me. I'll tell you what you need to know. That's a promise." He brought her white hot hand up to his cold lips placing the tenderest lovers kiss on it that he could for being a ghost. A tear slipped down her cheek she could feel it she wouldnt hide it even though the others were looking on nothing mattered to her only the invisable love in front of her. Doyle couldnt stand to see her cry, he shed a tear of his own, he went in to kiss to her tear away. She felt his lips on her cheek, he tasted the saltyness of it. He leaned his cheek on hers their sadness mingling through their open souled crying..then something happened. In the room there was a glimmering light, it seemed to surround the two on the couch. It was gold and glittery as it snaked around them in a fast motion. As the light started to fade away there was not only one figure on the couch but two. Doyle and Cordelia locked in a loving embrace.
