A/N - OK, I literally just realized that Cordelia's part demon now...that doesn't really work too well with my story. So, here's the deal, The Force takes half demons too, as long as there's humanity in a person. I know it wasn't mentioned before, but that's how it is. OK, back to the fic!
Letting the Bad in with the Good
Part 7
An hour had passed since the force took Cordy. Angel tried to use up some of her energy by getting closer to her, or trying to make her leave and having himself stop her, but she was still going. Lorne had come out a few times, seeing if he could help or seeing if Angel wanted a break, but he wouldn't move. He couldn't.
Angel had figured that the force wouldn't have taken this long to use Cordelia's human energy, but it was. Every second that went by was killing him slowly, and then he had to risk his son's life. According to Lorne's translation, Connor would be just fine...but Angel couldn't stand the idea of putting his son in the middle of all this at such a young age.
Angel decided to give himself a break. He looked away from Cordy, of course the first thing he saw was Gunn's energy drained form slumped up against the couch. Lorne had drug him over after Fred woke up and used her last remaining energy to ask for Gunn to be close to her. Angel envied them. They didn't have to worry about loving each other, but Angel did.
Fred had also grabbed Gunn's hand. She lost her energy trying to ace their fingers together, and she did it just in time. It was when he looked over at them, and when he thought of Wesley and Cordy, did he know that he had to let the force take Connor.
"What are you doing to me?" Cordelia suddenly shouted. She was now standing in the corner she had backed herself into. Angel rose to his feet, ready to catch her if she decided to run. She put her hand up in defense. "Don't get close to me, you're the one doing this to me," Cordy said quietly. "Why are you hurting me?"
"What am I doing to you?" Angel asked her, figuring that she was close to losing all of her energy. "I didn't feel this weak before...this cold, so cold..." "Lorne!" Angel called. "Bring Connor, it's happening." Lorne was there in a flash, cradling the infant. Angel walked up to Cordelia. She fell to the floor, kicking her legs, trying to keep Angel from touching her.
Dodging the kicks, Angel wrapped his arms around Cordelia and whispered in her ear, "It's OK. It's almost over. Let it take you." Cordelia's fighting lessened and lessened. "I'm so sorry, Cordy." He whispered. Cordelia looked up at him. "Angel...I...I love..." Cordelia said weakly. Her last words trailed off and she was drained. Angel laid her down gently and stood back.
"How are we supposed to know when-" Angel's question was cut off and answered when the bright light filled the room. Instead of disappearing, however, it remained. Angel looked through his squinted eyes and saw that the light was shaped like a person. It's head was looking all over the room for a human. It stopped when it saw Connor.
"Put Connor Down and step back!" Angel shouted. There was a sudden gust of wind as Lorne placed Connor on the floor and backed away from him. Angel joined Lorne in a corner as they watched the force go into Connor. The light disappeared, and Connor sat there awake and well, like nothing had happened.
Angel was just about to ask what should they do now when a light filled the room and Lorne and himself were thrown backward. Angel tried to get up, but found he couldn't. In fact, his vision was blurring. He then gave up and passed out.
***
Angel felt like a bus had hit him when he started to come to. It took him a while to sit up and when he did, he wasn't where he originally passed out. He knew where he was though, on Cordelia's bed. The door suddenly opened and Angel gasped, but he soon clamed down when Fred stepped in looking alive and full of energy.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Fred said as she walked over and sat next to him. She smiled and he smiled back. "I'm so glad you're OK," he said honestly before a thought popped into his head. "Connor-" "Is in the other room with Cordelia," Fred answered. "Everyone's fine. The force is gone."
"What happened? How long have I been out?" Angel said as a million other questions clouded his mind. "You and Lorne figured it out, but when Connor destroyed the force, it exploded and covered the world, giving any energy that it took back.
"Wesley says that it hurts demons. Well, that's not exactly how he said it, but that's how we say it." Angel nodded as he rubbed his head. "It had quite a punch," he laughed. "Do you remember...?" "What it made us do?" Fred finished again. Angel nodded and so did Fred. He exhaled and put his hand over her's.
"I'm sorry." "You have nothing to be sorry for...there's people that need to apologize to you." Fred reminded him. Angel didn't need reminding though. Gunn had tried to kill him and Cordy was terrified of him. "You've been out for a few days now," Fred said as she brought him out of his thoughts. "It's been quiet."
"None of you talked about it?" Angel asked with raised eyebrows. Fred half smiled. "I don't think any of us want to admit to how we acted. We did stuff that changed us forever." "I know what that's like." Angel replied softly. Fred hung her head and they sat there for a while.
"Do you want anything? Blood? I can get some..." "I'm fine Fred. Really," Angel said with a smile. "You can do something for me though." Fred watched him, waiting to do whatever he wanted her to do. "Talk to Gunn, and Wesley. Don't let this consume you." Angel advised her. He saw understanding in her eyes.
Fred looked to the door, then back at Angel. "Go on, I'll be fine." Fred bent down, kissed him on the forehead, then left. Angel laid back down and was about to settle into sleep when the door opened again. "Fred, really, I'm OK." Angel said as he began to sit back up. He froze thought when he saw Cordlia standing there,
Letting the Bad in with the Good
Part 7
An hour had passed since the force took Cordy. Angel tried to use up some of her energy by getting closer to her, or trying to make her leave and having himself stop her, but she was still going. Lorne had come out a few times, seeing if he could help or seeing if Angel wanted a break, but he wouldn't move. He couldn't.
Angel had figured that the force wouldn't have taken this long to use Cordelia's human energy, but it was. Every second that went by was killing him slowly, and then he had to risk his son's life. According to Lorne's translation, Connor would be just fine...but Angel couldn't stand the idea of putting his son in the middle of all this at such a young age.
Angel decided to give himself a break. He looked away from Cordy, of course the first thing he saw was Gunn's energy drained form slumped up against the couch. Lorne had drug him over after Fred woke up and used her last remaining energy to ask for Gunn to be close to her. Angel envied them. They didn't have to worry about loving each other, but Angel did.
Fred had also grabbed Gunn's hand. She lost her energy trying to ace their fingers together, and she did it just in time. It was when he looked over at them, and when he thought of Wesley and Cordy, did he know that he had to let the force take Connor.
"What are you doing to me?" Cordelia suddenly shouted. She was now standing in the corner she had backed herself into. Angel rose to his feet, ready to catch her if she decided to run. She put her hand up in defense. "Don't get close to me, you're the one doing this to me," Cordy said quietly. "Why are you hurting me?"
"What am I doing to you?" Angel asked her, figuring that she was close to losing all of her energy. "I didn't feel this weak before...this cold, so cold..." "Lorne!" Angel called. "Bring Connor, it's happening." Lorne was there in a flash, cradling the infant. Angel walked up to Cordelia. She fell to the floor, kicking her legs, trying to keep Angel from touching her.
Dodging the kicks, Angel wrapped his arms around Cordelia and whispered in her ear, "It's OK. It's almost over. Let it take you." Cordelia's fighting lessened and lessened. "I'm so sorry, Cordy." He whispered. Cordelia looked up at him. "Angel...I...I love..." Cordelia said weakly. Her last words trailed off and she was drained. Angel laid her down gently and stood back.
"How are we supposed to know when-" Angel's question was cut off and answered when the bright light filled the room. Instead of disappearing, however, it remained. Angel looked through his squinted eyes and saw that the light was shaped like a person. It's head was looking all over the room for a human. It stopped when it saw Connor.
"Put Connor Down and step back!" Angel shouted. There was a sudden gust of wind as Lorne placed Connor on the floor and backed away from him. Angel joined Lorne in a corner as they watched the force go into Connor. The light disappeared, and Connor sat there awake and well, like nothing had happened.
Angel was just about to ask what should they do now when a light filled the room and Lorne and himself were thrown backward. Angel tried to get up, but found he couldn't. In fact, his vision was blurring. He then gave up and passed out.
***
Angel felt like a bus had hit him when he started to come to. It took him a while to sit up and when he did, he wasn't where he originally passed out. He knew where he was though, on Cordelia's bed. The door suddenly opened and Angel gasped, but he soon clamed down when Fred stepped in looking alive and full of energy.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Fred said as she walked over and sat next to him. She smiled and he smiled back. "I'm so glad you're OK," he said honestly before a thought popped into his head. "Connor-" "Is in the other room with Cordelia," Fred answered. "Everyone's fine. The force is gone."
"What happened? How long have I been out?" Angel said as a million other questions clouded his mind. "You and Lorne figured it out, but when Connor destroyed the force, it exploded and covered the world, giving any energy that it took back.
"Wesley says that it hurts demons. Well, that's not exactly how he said it, but that's how we say it." Angel nodded as he rubbed his head. "It had quite a punch," he laughed. "Do you remember...?" "What it made us do?" Fred finished again. Angel nodded and so did Fred. He exhaled and put his hand over her's.
"I'm sorry." "You have nothing to be sorry for...there's people that need to apologize to you." Fred reminded him. Angel didn't need reminding though. Gunn had tried to kill him and Cordy was terrified of him. "You've been out for a few days now," Fred said as she brought him out of his thoughts. "It's been quiet."
"None of you talked about it?" Angel asked with raised eyebrows. Fred half smiled. "I don't think any of us want to admit to how we acted. We did stuff that changed us forever." "I know what that's like." Angel replied softly. Fred hung her head and they sat there for a while.
"Do you want anything? Blood? I can get some..." "I'm fine Fred. Really," Angel said with a smile. "You can do something for me though." Fred watched him, waiting to do whatever he wanted her to do. "Talk to Gunn, and Wesley. Don't let this consume you." Angel advised her. He saw understanding in her eyes.
Fred looked to the door, then back at Angel. "Go on, I'll be fine." Fred bent down, kissed him on the forehead, then left. Angel laid back down and was about to settle into sleep when the door opened again. "Fred, really, I'm OK." Angel said as he began to sit back up. He froze thought when he saw Cordlia standing there,