Title: Confusion
Author: Joy
Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com
"We'll get it done," Wolf agreed. "Just give me some advanced notice so I don't rip up anymore clothes."
Buffy smiled softly then sighed. "I'm so confused by all of this… I don't understand what is supposed to happen now."
Spike put an arm around Buffy and seated them on the couch. "For right now the plan is to get Angel's soul back. He will hopefully have nice fat apologizes waiting for us when he wakes up. If that goes well, we'll see about me. Would be nice for my child to have a father with a conscience." He gave her a halfhearted smile. "We will need to help the clan gain some structure since we're taking their Ulrich home to Sunnydale."
"Great plan going but what do we do about the young dhampire we have now?" Lorn asked looking in on Connor.
"He said he was supposed to go back to the normal. Maybe he only has the ability to control Angel at this age rather then as baby?" Wesley remarked.
"Well let's get this going… Really would like to get my little family back," Cordelia said sadly.
"We're going to have to unbind Angel to do this," Wolf said.
"The magic of the chains will interfere," Dawn said simply.
Wolf stripped off his sweatshirt leaving him naked from the waist up. "Hey…Hey, now. We don't need to be seeing that," Xander complained.
"Grow up," Dawn snapped. "Don't want his shirt to rip… Buffy or Cordelia give Angelus another boost of the tranquilizer before you unbind him. One of you should hold him up."
"Before anyone else offers," Wolf interrupted Spike before he said anything, "We need someone who has loved him intimately… And that isn't dead." He smirked at Spike.
"Good one boy!" Spike glared. "That leaves Buffy…"
Both Cordelia and Buffy gazed at each other. Buffy considered Dawn, "You said Cordelia could?"
"Yeah well…She would be best for several reasons…but the demon in her might get jostled again," Dawn said.
"I'll take the chance," she said calmly.
"Cordelia," Wesley called.
"I'm sorry Wesley but I have to. I know Buffy and he are over but… I just can't stand the thought of them sharing one more intimacy," Cordelia answered.
"Good Luck. Don't slip into a coma," Buffy encouraged as she retrieved another tranquilizer.
Cordelia stood braced against the wall with Angel's dead weight against her. The witches handed the Wolf and Dawn the Latin incantation. Cordy undid the buttons on the front of Angel's shirt like Dawn instructed. She turned to Xander, "Age appropriate material… I'm taking off my shirt."
"Why?" Spike snapped.
"Skin on skin is the easiest way on both of us to pace energy between us. We could always do this naked for the best results…" Dawn commented.
Spike gritted his teeth. "Fine, but every male in this room that is not your husband is turning around now," he growled. Buffy chuckled.
Wesley, Gunn, Lorn, Xander and Spike turned away from the scene. It was like some weird tribal custom.
Dawn chuckled herself before stripping off her shirt so she was in only her bra from the waist up. Wolf stood behind Dawn letting her whole weight lean against him. He touched he arms lightly stroking them up and down with his fingertips. "Does anyone else feel like we shouldn't be watching this?" Willow whispered to Anya and Tara.
"It's very erotic," Anya said as Xander stood next to her facing the opposing way.
"I don't need to hear that An," the construction work said.
"No really honey…we're going to have to have sex after this."
"Shut up Anya!" Buffy and Spike snapped.
Wolf and Dawn were in their own little world lightly touching each other back to chest. Dawn leaned into Wolf's lips and tongue as they caressed her bite. She let out a shuttered breath and he let his wings unroll. With one kiss over the shoulder, the couple rose from the floor about a foot.
"That is just cool," Cordy muttered.
"What's cool?" Gunn asked.
"They're floating, kissing, touching…she's right, it's really erotic to watch," Cordelia answered.
"Shut up Cordy!" Buffy and Spike growled.
Wolf and Dawn's bodies came back into perfect alignment. With Dawn's head directly below Wolf's chin, she draped her arms over top of his. Their eyes snapped open glowing purple. They began to speak the words of the spell in unison until their voices became just one. The air crackled around the couple as they rose higher from the floor for a moment before hovering directly in front of Angel's body. Then their eyes turned completely white.
Dawn placed her hand on Angel's chest where his heart should have beat, then Wolf laid his hand on top of hers. Words began to flow from their lips that weren't Latin and not in the spell. "What's happening?" Lorn asked. "They're speaking in an Angelic tongue."
Smoke began to billow off of Angel's chest from where Dawn and Wolf's hands were. "ANIMA!" they said as one and fell to the floor.
Angel's eyes flew open and they glowed white. He gasped for breath and panted, looking at Cordelia sleepily. "Hey, beautiful," he muttered before falling asleep again.
Buffy and Spike went to the unconscious couple to rouse them while Cordelia just cried holding Angel to herself. "Cordy," Lorn said quietly. "Someone wants you," he handed her a baby Connor. She cries harder as she laid the baby in her arms. Connor started to cry to. "No Honey… Everything's fine. Your daddy's back and you're back… Everything is just perfect." Connor cooed a bit at Cordelia before dropping his eyelids sleepily. "Just like your daddy."
Buffy retrieved both teens' shirts tossing Wolf's to Spike. She got Dawn covered quickly jostling her a little. "Dawnie…Open your eyes for me, please." The teen's eyes fluttered open and she swallowed a few times. "Need some water?" Dawn just nodded.
"Boy," Spike said shoving at Wolf's form. "Wake up… You did good…"
Dawn purred at Wolf's prone body. Instinctively he crawled to the sound never opening his eyes. When he reached Dawn he gathered her up into his lap and let her curl into his body. Dawn rubbed her face against Wolf's neck, where his bite mark was. Wolf did the same purring as he nuzzled at her neck. They held each other in a nice little circle of arms and heads, contentedly supporting each other and being supported.
Buffy returned with Dawn's water only to realize her sister really just needed to be with Wolf. "Guess I'll drink this," Buffy said sipping at the water.
Spike smirked, "Let's check on the big poof."
Fred sat on the floor with Cordelia, Connor, and Angel. She was giving Angel smelling salts and checking his pupils. " Angel… Angel can you hear me?" she said to him forcefully.
Angel blinked a bit and tried to focus on whatever faces were in front of him. "Where's Connor?" he managed to mutter.
"Here he is," Cordy said with a smile turning his face toward his son.
"He's a baby… he was a boy?" the confused vampire said.
Buffy stared down at the scene. She pointed to his chest, "You see what I do?"
Spike looked at Angel's chest to see a handprint with four fingertips and a thumb surrounding it. "Guess I'm going to have that funky scare too, huh?" he muttered.
"You don't have to," Buffy said simply. "You don't have to do this for me."
"But I need to do this for her," he whispered touching Buffy's abdomen lightly.
Angel swallowed a few times still leaning heavily on Cordelia, "I don't understand."
"You owe Anya, Xander, Buffy, Willow, Connor, and Cordelia apologies," Spike said from above.
"Why?"
"Well you bit Anya and Cordelia," the blond vamp answered.
"I so prefer this side of you," Xander grumbled, "but man do I want to kick your ass for biting Anya!"
Angel sat up some more and adjusted his body. Things weren't making any sense and something smelled off. He tried to focus on what was wrong in the room. "Where are my cigarettes?" Spike said in search of something to take the edge off his tension.
A low growl emanated from Angel just before he tackled Spike. Instinctively Spike rolled throwing Angel to the side. Angel slid into gameface.
"What happened? He had his soul!" Buffy insisted. "His eyes went white and everything."
"It did work," Spike said facing off with his Sire. "ANGEL just found out about with the claim."
Angel snarled, "Mine!" Cordelia gasped, absolutely mortified and humiliated. This was what she had always feared. Buffy would always be first in Angel's mind. She sat on the floor and began to cry softly rocking the baby.
Angel continued to snarl as Buffy approached him like he was a wild animal. She shushed him softly and got close enough to touch him. Buffy then turned Angel gently toward Cordelia holding Connor, "Yours."
Angel's face came back into human form in shock and sorrow to see Cordy crying. "Oh god… I'm sorry," he said falling on his knees in front of her. "Please… I'm so sorry."
Cordelia wiped off her face with her hand then stood, clutching the baby that much more to herself. She considered angel for only a moment. She swallowed hard then walked past everyone including Angel on his knees. With Connor on her shoulder Cordy slipped into Angel's bedroom.
Angel was devastated. He looked like he had been kicked in the gut. Spike went to him to give him a hand up. Angel just stayed on his knees staring out into space, "The last time I woke up I saw Buffy, and we said we loved each other, she stabbed me and I was sent to hell… What just happened feels almost as bad. What does that mean?" he said turning his eyes to Spike swallowing hard.
"It means you really do love Cordelia. Now you have to go make her believe that," Spike encouraged.