1 Title: The Walking Wounded
2 Author: Spike 'n Cordy
Summary: When Angel's soul becomes permanent but he neglects to tell the group and they hear it from Spike. How will they react?
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Authors notes: Enjoy and please review.
Timeline: Set after Reunion and Crush
Chapter Eleven: Prophecy Revealed
Two Day's Later
"Are you sure you have to go?" Angel made one more plea for Cordelia and Wesley to stay in LA.
The sun had just set and both their and Spike's things were packed and sitting on the exit to the hotel ready to go.
Cordelia smiled at him, "This is what we do now Angel. We'll see you guys around. We'll eventually have to come back here, and when we do we'll visit."
"I really wish you would reconsider," he turned to face Wesley, "Both of you."
"Sorry Angel, but I feel I'll be more helpful researching for these two. They need someone for that, you still have Willow and Xander," Wesley pointed to the happy couple, who seemed even happier at the prospect of him leaving.
Buffy stepped forward, "Drive safe you guys." She was so tense the entire time Cordelia and Spike were here. She couldn't seem more delighted to get rid of them, and Wesley.
Angel pulled Cordelia in for another hug. She had forgiven him for firing her, but only because she was pleased with what happened to her life following it. She was still mad that he didn't tell them right away that his soul was permanent, but she had an eternity to get over it.
They all said their final good-byes and Spike, Cordelia and Wesley turned to the door. And by default they also turned to greet about fifteen vampires.
They were all grinning, thinking that this would be an easy kill. Fifteen against seven, good odds. Everyone stood still, waiting for the other to attack first.
"Oh bloody hell," Spike said getting impatient. He grabbed a female vamp by her bleach blonde hair and threw her at the wall. It had started.
Spike was pounding the girl's head against the wall over and over screaming, "Do you like that?" with every bang.
Angel caught a dark haired vamp's arm before his fist connected with his face. Holding its wrist he punched it, then back handed sending it flying towards Cordelia.
He watched her fight while unconsciously holding off his attackers. The vamp she was facing managed to get a sword from the weapons cabinet. He swung it wildly at her. She dodged the blade and managed to knock the vamp off its feet. It still held the offending object and when she bent over it, the vampire plunged the sword into Cordelia's stomach. Angel's heart was stuck in his throat. He was going to skin that thing alive. But he only made one step in her direction when she ripped the weapon out of her gut, extremely pissed off, and decapitated the bastard.
"Son of a bitch!" was heard over all the battle.
It caught another vamp, obviously the leader's, attention, "No you idiots! You can't kill the immortal seer. In order to stop the last slayer from being born you have to kill the father, the souled vampire, first. When he dies the mother becomes a mere mortal. Then you can kill her."
Every member of good in the hotel paused in shock at what they had just heard. During this time the vampires took the advantage. A rather large vamp pinned Cordelia to the wall, "Hurry up and kill the guy, I've got her covered."
Cordelia wound up as much as possible and kicked the bloodsucker in his "special place".
Buffy threw her adversary through the back door. Glass shattered and wood splintered. The vamp sprung up and rushed her. She jumped, landed on its back aiming its heart for a piece of the broken door. She rolled into standing position as it turned to dust behind her.
Wesley managed to get the upper hand with a very vicious bitch. He had her pinned to the desk. She twisted and kicked the stake he was holding out of his hand. He
kept his hold on her neck and repeatedly punched her. When she was idling between consciousness he reached under the desk for the stake that was taped to the underside, and plunged it into her dead heart.
Spike finished off the female version of himself before rescuing Willow and Xander from two massive living corpses.
Cordelia's yell caught his attention at once. He looked over and saw her beating off three vamps. "Help Angel!"
His eyes went to Angel, he was being held to the wall by six vampires. One was about to plunge a stake into his grand-sire's heart. Well he just couldn't have that. He ran two steps before jumping, his vampire strength taking him across the entire lobby. His body slammed into the vamp with the stake. Using his momentum Spike was quickly on his feet. The other guy wasn't so lucky. He had the stake protruding from his own chest. Spike walked trough its ashes bending to pick up the fallen stake. One, two, three Angel was free, four, five, to damn bad Angel's still alive.
The pair looked around the lobby, Cordelia was just finishing the last vampire. Everyone was panting, trying to get a deep breath in the dust filled environment.
"Is everyone okay?" Cordelia was the first to ask.
They all nodded. Angel walked towards her, "What about you?" He reached for her shirt, "They stabbed you."
"Probably nothing but a scratch now," Spike put an arm over her shoulder, lifted the hem of her shirt to reveal a deep gash. "See. The damn sword went all the way through and all she's got to show for it is this little nothing." He threw her shirt down and gave a disgusted, "Pfffftt."
Cordelia followed him, "You're just jealous so don't 'pfffftt' me."
"Wait, was it just me or did I here those vamps say something about the only way Cordy could die is if Angel did?" Xander stepped forward pointing a finger at both Cordelia and Angel.
Buffy looked upset when she spoke, "I think it was more then that. I think they said something about them being the parents of the last slayer." She turned and ran up the stairs. Xander and Willow followed glaring at Angel and Cordelia who just stared blankly.
"That can't be true. I'm immortal, you're a vampire. No kids allowed there," Cordelia looked at Angel.
Angel had backed away from Spike and Cordelia in a stupor.
Spike looked at Cordelia, confused he asked, "You're going to have a child that will kill me."
"What? Spike, no," she reached for him, he sidestepped her hands. "Spike I don't know what they're talking about. They were vampires we can't believe them. They could be lying."
"I'm a vampire. I always knew what prophecy was about to come to pass, so that I could get front row seats, and now this."
"Spike," Cordelia pleaded, "We don't know anything yet. They might have read something wrong. Please don't shut me out because some idiot said something might happen. You're my best friend, if I ever thought I might hurt you, or something might happen to you, I'd protect you. Spike, please don't turn away from me." She made him face her, "I love you. You are the best friend I have ever had. I will go against everything I'm suppose to do to keep you in my life."
"No, you won't," Spike pulled her into a tight embrace, "If your daughter is destined to kill me, I'll just have to make her love me so she'll be very conflicted." They hugged even tighter and the laughed a little. "If she's cute I might even help her lose her virgin-"
Cordelia pulled away quickly and playfully slapped him, "There's no way in hell you'd ever have sex with my daughter."
Angel was still processing the news and sunk on to the couch. He was going to be a father. He knew that one day he'd be human, but a father too. It was more then he could hope for. But Buffy, his life was suppose to be with her. They were soul mates. They were meant to live together through out eternity not him and Cordelia. Not that he minded spending his life with Cordelia. She was smart, strong and sexy as hell-. No, she was not sexy. She was a friend. Buffy is sexy. Buffy is his love. Buffy is his life. He had to remember that. But when he looked at Cordelia, who was talking to Spike, he couldn't help but smile. He couldn't help but growl when he noticed Spike's arms around HIS Cordelia. Angel was out of his seat in a flash, grabbed Cordelia's arm, "We need to talk," and pulled her to his office.
Spike looked after them in mild amusement, then sauntered over to Wesley's desk where he was working furiously. "What are you doing," he asked almost in a sing-song voice.
"I discovered a prophecy on this scroll three weeks ago. It mentioned the vampire with a soul, so obviously I was intrigued. And with all this new information today I think I might know what it's about. See this word 'phirlag' it could mean-"
"Boring," Spike stated and wandered away. He looked up the stairs. Buffy could use some comforting, but she's got those damn Scoobies to do that. If the prophecy Wes was talking about had anything to do with what was discovered today, maybe by the end of the year he could be with Buffy. God she was beautiful. It entertained him greatly when Buffy only touched Angel when she thought they were being watched. He knew she was staring at him through their entire first evening here. He could feel her gaze and it thrilled him. Buffy wants him, yes she does. She may even know it, which will speed things up a lot. She's probably jealous that he "moved on" and was not all moon eyes over her. If she only knew. But Spike will not cave, if she wants him, she'll just have to tell him.
Upstairs, Buffy had her head was buried in a pillow sobbing. Willow was rubbing he back and Xander passed her a glass of water. She took a long swallow and sniffled. Wiping tears from her eyes she started in a shaky voice, "How.how can his destiny be with HER," the 'her' was said with such contempt Willow and Xander wanted to take a step back, "Angel and I are suppose to be together forever. I mean, I'm a slayer, what did she do to deserve this. She's nothing but a seer. She's not worthy of this gift. I am. I gave my life to the Powers. They made me a slayer. This should be my reward. Eternity with the only man I've ever loved."
"Didn't you love Riley?" Xander asked and in answer only received glares.
Buffy started pacing and in disbelief said, "Cordelia. Cordelia. Of all the girls in the world, he's going to end up with Cordelia. I knew I hated her. She was okay there for a while, but now she's trying to steal my boyfriend again."
"Um.Buffy," Willow said timidly, "I don't think Cordy had much of a say in this. She was just picked like you were."
"Why didn't they pick me for that and her to be the slayer?"
"If they did, we might be here comforting her instead of you. And you might be down stairs making out with Spike."
"You think she's making out with Spike?" she asked with a hint of resentfulness in her voice. At her friend's curious stares she back tracked, "I mean.that's just.gross."
Cordelia sat across from Angel at his desk in the small office. Angel had closed the door after they entered to ensure privacy.
Her mind was whirling. She was going to be a mother. Her child will kill her friend. But Spike seemed okay with it. He seemed okay with the idea of someone he'll know and possibly love killing him. Plus, if he didn't die, he'd live forever alone. This all just might happen, those vamps could have been lying so she's not putting too much stock in it until it's confirmed. By a doctor handing a baby to her, then she can believe. But the idea of Angel making love to her, even if it is only to conceive a child, made her feel all tingly. Angel's hands touching, his mouth kissing, his tongue-.
"So this is awkward," Angel began.
Cordelia jerked her head to look at him, her face a little red, "Huh.What? Oh yeah, awkward."
He leaned forward putting his arms on the desk, unconsciously, or semi-unconsciously, giving himself a better view down her top. "So what do you think we should do?"
Cordelia thought they should rip all their clothes off and have sex right here on the desk, but decided that wouldn't be helpful, right now, but later maybe. "Well, I think that we should wait until we know for certain that what they said is true before we start planning our lives around it."
Angel nodded, sneaking a peak of her luscious breasts. She was wearing a blck bra, he noticed, "Um.Yes that sounds like a plan." His thoughts turn to Buffy, "I don't know what to do about Buffy."
The turn in conversation caused Cordelia to lean back in her chair thus obstructing Angel's front seat view, "We have to think about this rationally. I don't think the PTB would have made me immortal if you were going to turn human any time soon. So Buffy will probably die of old age before we ever even have to have sex."
Angel's mind wondered. Sex with Cordelia. He can't lie to himself and say he never thought about it. If Buffy's alive and he's making love to another woman, would she hate him? Even if it is prophecised and the chid will be a great power, could he do it? If Buffy is still alive could he even make love to Cordelia.laying on this desk, her hands on his back, in his hair. Her mouth on his chest, his stomach, his-."
"Angel," Cordelia was waving her hand in front of his eyes, "Where'd you go?"
"I.um." he was adjusting in his seat to accommodate his growing member, "Buffy, I was thinking about her."
Cordelia glanced at his desk, it seemed as if she looked right through it to his swelling crotch. Grinning a little she looked back at Angel. His face would have been beat red if he had any blood flow, "Just tell her what I told you. Nothing's definite, so don't jump to conclusions." She stood and left the office closing the door behind her.
2 Author: Spike 'n Cordy
Summary: When Angel's soul becomes permanent but he neglects to tell the group and they hear it from Spike. How will they react?
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Authors notes: Enjoy and please review.
Timeline: Set after Reunion and Crush
Chapter Eleven: Prophecy Revealed
Two Day's Later
"Are you sure you have to go?" Angel made one more plea for Cordelia and Wesley to stay in LA.
The sun had just set and both their and Spike's things were packed and sitting on the exit to the hotel ready to go.
Cordelia smiled at him, "This is what we do now Angel. We'll see you guys around. We'll eventually have to come back here, and when we do we'll visit."
"I really wish you would reconsider," he turned to face Wesley, "Both of you."
"Sorry Angel, but I feel I'll be more helpful researching for these two. They need someone for that, you still have Willow and Xander," Wesley pointed to the happy couple, who seemed even happier at the prospect of him leaving.
Buffy stepped forward, "Drive safe you guys." She was so tense the entire time Cordelia and Spike were here. She couldn't seem more delighted to get rid of them, and Wesley.
Angel pulled Cordelia in for another hug. She had forgiven him for firing her, but only because she was pleased with what happened to her life following it. She was still mad that he didn't tell them right away that his soul was permanent, but she had an eternity to get over it.
They all said their final good-byes and Spike, Cordelia and Wesley turned to the door. And by default they also turned to greet about fifteen vampires.
They were all grinning, thinking that this would be an easy kill. Fifteen against seven, good odds. Everyone stood still, waiting for the other to attack first.
"Oh bloody hell," Spike said getting impatient. He grabbed a female vamp by her bleach blonde hair and threw her at the wall. It had started.
Spike was pounding the girl's head against the wall over and over screaming, "Do you like that?" with every bang.
Angel caught a dark haired vamp's arm before his fist connected with his face. Holding its wrist he punched it, then back handed sending it flying towards Cordelia.
He watched her fight while unconsciously holding off his attackers. The vamp she was facing managed to get a sword from the weapons cabinet. He swung it wildly at her. She dodged the blade and managed to knock the vamp off its feet. It still held the offending object and when she bent over it, the vampire plunged the sword into Cordelia's stomach. Angel's heart was stuck in his throat. He was going to skin that thing alive. But he only made one step in her direction when she ripped the weapon out of her gut, extremely pissed off, and decapitated the bastard.
"Son of a bitch!" was heard over all the battle.
It caught another vamp, obviously the leader's, attention, "No you idiots! You can't kill the immortal seer. In order to stop the last slayer from being born you have to kill the father, the souled vampire, first. When he dies the mother becomes a mere mortal. Then you can kill her."
Every member of good in the hotel paused in shock at what they had just heard. During this time the vampires took the advantage. A rather large vamp pinned Cordelia to the wall, "Hurry up and kill the guy, I've got her covered."
Cordelia wound up as much as possible and kicked the bloodsucker in his "special place".
Buffy threw her adversary through the back door. Glass shattered and wood splintered. The vamp sprung up and rushed her. She jumped, landed on its back aiming its heart for a piece of the broken door. She rolled into standing position as it turned to dust behind her.
Wesley managed to get the upper hand with a very vicious bitch. He had her pinned to the desk. She twisted and kicked the stake he was holding out of his hand. He
kept his hold on her neck and repeatedly punched her. When she was idling between consciousness he reached under the desk for the stake that was taped to the underside, and plunged it into her dead heart.
Spike finished off the female version of himself before rescuing Willow and Xander from two massive living corpses.
Cordelia's yell caught his attention at once. He looked over and saw her beating off three vamps. "Help Angel!"
His eyes went to Angel, he was being held to the wall by six vampires. One was about to plunge a stake into his grand-sire's heart. Well he just couldn't have that. He ran two steps before jumping, his vampire strength taking him across the entire lobby. His body slammed into the vamp with the stake. Using his momentum Spike was quickly on his feet. The other guy wasn't so lucky. He had the stake protruding from his own chest. Spike walked trough its ashes bending to pick up the fallen stake. One, two, three Angel was free, four, five, to damn bad Angel's still alive.
The pair looked around the lobby, Cordelia was just finishing the last vampire. Everyone was panting, trying to get a deep breath in the dust filled environment.
"Is everyone okay?" Cordelia was the first to ask.
They all nodded. Angel walked towards her, "What about you?" He reached for her shirt, "They stabbed you."
"Probably nothing but a scratch now," Spike put an arm over her shoulder, lifted the hem of her shirt to reveal a deep gash. "See. The damn sword went all the way through and all she's got to show for it is this little nothing." He threw her shirt down and gave a disgusted, "Pfffftt."
Cordelia followed him, "You're just jealous so don't 'pfffftt' me."
"Wait, was it just me or did I here those vamps say something about the only way Cordy could die is if Angel did?" Xander stepped forward pointing a finger at both Cordelia and Angel.
Buffy looked upset when she spoke, "I think it was more then that. I think they said something about them being the parents of the last slayer." She turned and ran up the stairs. Xander and Willow followed glaring at Angel and Cordelia who just stared blankly.
"That can't be true. I'm immortal, you're a vampire. No kids allowed there," Cordelia looked at Angel.
Angel had backed away from Spike and Cordelia in a stupor.
Spike looked at Cordelia, confused he asked, "You're going to have a child that will kill me."
"What? Spike, no," she reached for him, he sidestepped her hands. "Spike I don't know what they're talking about. They were vampires we can't believe them. They could be lying."
"I'm a vampire. I always knew what prophecy was about to come to pass, so that I could get front row seats, and now this."
"Spike," Cordelia pleaded, "We don't know anything yet. They might have read something wrong. Please don't shut me out because some idiot said something might happen. You're my best friend, if I ever thought I might hurt you, or something might happen to you, I'd protect you. Spike, please don't turn away from me." She made him face her, "I love you. You are the best friend I have ever had. I will go against everything I'm suppose to do to keep you in my life."
"No, you won't," Spike pulled her into a tight embrace, "If your daughter is destined to kill me, I'll just have to make her love me so she'll be very conflicted." They hugged even tighter and the laughed a little. "If she's cute I might even help her lose her virgin-"
Cordelia pulled away quickly and playfully slapped him, "There's no way in hell you'd ever have sex with my daughter."
Angel was still processing the news and sunk on to the couch. He was going to be a father. He knew that one day he'd be human, but a father too. It was more then he could hope for. But Buffy, his life was suppose to be with her. They were soul mates. They were meant to live together through out eternity not him and Cordelia. Not that he minded spending his life with Cordelia. She was smart, strong and sexy as hell-. No, she was not sexy. She was a friend. Buffy is sexy. Buffy is his love. Buffy is his life. He had to remember that. But when he looked at Cordelia, who was talking to Spike, he couldn't help but smile. He couldn't help but growl when he noticed Spike's arms around HIS Cordelia. Angel was out of his seat in a flash, grabbed Cordelia's arm, "We need to talk," and pulled her to his office.
Spike looked after them in mild amusement, then sauntered over to Wesley's desk where he was working furiously. "What are you doing," he asked almost in a sing-song voice.
"I discovered a prophecy on this scroll three weeks ago. It mentioned the vampire with a soul, so obviously I was intrigued. And with all this new information today I think I might know what it's about. See this word 'phirlag' it could mean-"
"Boring," Spike stated and wandered away. He looked up the stairs. Buffy could use some comforting, but she's got those damn Scoobies to do that. If the prophecy Wes was talking about had anything to do with what was discovered today, maybe by the end of the year he could be with Buffy. God she was beautiful. It entertained him greatly when Buffy only touched Angel when she thought they were being watched. He knew she was staring at him through their entire first evening here. He could feel her gaze and it thrilled him. Buffy wants him, yes she does. She may even know it, which will speed things up a lot. She's probably jealous that he "moved on" and was not all moon eyes over her. If she only knew. But Spike will not cave, if she wants him, she'll just have to tell him.
Upstairs, Buffy had her head was buried in a pillow sobbing. Willow was rubbing he back and Xander passed her a glass of water. She took a long swallow and sniffled. Wiping tears from her eyes she started in a shaky voice, "How.how can his destiny be with HER," the 'her' was said with such contempt Willow and Xander wanted to take a step back, "Angel and I are suppose to be together forever. I mean, I'm a slayer, what did she do to deserve this. She's nothing but a seer. She's not worthy of this gift. I am. I gave my life to the Powers. They made me a slayer. This should be my reward. Eternity with the only man I've ever loved."
"Didn't you love Riley?" Xander asked and in answer only received glares.
Buffy started pacing and in disbelief said, "Cordelia. Cordelia. Of all the girls in the world, he's going to end up with Cordelia. I knew I hated her. She was okay there for a while, but now she's trying to steal my boyfriend again."
"Um.Buffy," Willow said timidly, "I don't think Cordy had much of a say in this. She was just picked like you were."
"Why didn't they pick me for that and her to be the slayer?"
"If they did, we might be here comforting her instead of you. And you might be down stairs making out with Spike."
"You think she's making out with Spike?" she asked with a hint of resentfulness in her voice. At her friend's curious stares she back tracked, "I mean.that's just.gross."
Cordelia sat across from Angel at his desk in the small office. Angel had closed the door after they entered to ensure privacy.
Her mind was whirling. She was going to be a mother. Her child will kill her friend. But Spike seemed okay with it. He seemed okay with the idea of someone he'll know and possibly love killing him. Plus, if he didn't die, he'd live forever alone. This all just might happen, those vamps could have been lying so she's not putting too much stock in it until it's confirmed. By a doctor handing a baby to her, then she can believe. But the idea of Angel making love to her, even if it is only to conceive a child, made her feel all tingly. Angel's hands touching, his mouth kissing, his tongue-.
"So this is awkward," Angel began.
Cordelia jerked her head to look at him, her face a little red, "Huh.What? Oh yeah, awkward."
He leaned forward putting his arms on the desk, unconsciously, or semi-unconsciously, giving himself a better view down her top. "So what do you think we should do?"
Cordelia thought they should rip all their clothes off and have sex right here on the desk, but decided that wouldn't be helpful, right now, but later maybe. "Well, I think that we should wait until we know for certain that what they said is true before we start planning our lives around it."
Angel nodded, sneaking a peak of her luscious breasts. She was wearing a blck bra, he noticed, "Um.Yes that sounds like a plan." His thoughts turn to Buffy, "I don't know what to do about Buffy."
The turn in conversation caused Cordelia to lean back in her chair thus obstructing Angel's front seat view, "We have to think about this rationally. I don't think the PTB would have made me immortal if you were going to turn human any time soon. So Buffy will probably die of old age before we ever even have to have sex."
Angel's mind wondered. Sex with Cordelia. He can't lie to himself and say he never thought about it. If Buffy's alive and he's making love to another woman, would she hate him? Even if it is prophecised and the chid will be a great power, could he do it? If Buffy is still alive could he even make love to Cordelia.laying on this desk, her hands on his back, in his hair. Her mouth on his chest, his stomach, his-."
"Angel," Cordelia was waving her hand in front of his eyes, "Where'd you go?"
"I.um." he was adjusting in his seat to accommodate his growing member, "Buffy, I was thinking about her."
Cordelia glanced at his desk, it seemed as if she looked right through it to his swelling crotch. Grinning a little she looked back at Angel. His face would have been beat red if he had any blood flow, "Just tell her what I told you. Nothing's definite, so don't jump to conclusions." She stood and left the office closing the door behind her.
