A/N: I don't own Darry. Darry is owned by the genius Victor Salva. I also don't own Cordelia or anything affiliated with the show Angel, Joss Whedon does. I do however, own Danielle and if you use her without permission I will curse MANY Creepers on you.

*3 days later*

"Cordelia! Hey girl! Where are you at" Danielle asks her best friend since grade school who was calling her from god knows where.

"I'm in Los Angeles, why? I sound closer or something'" Cordelia probed.

"No,no. I was just wonderin' where you were at" she exclaimed.

"God,it's been like forever" she continued.

"Yeah,I know. So you're college girl now" Cordelia asked.

"Uh-huh" she says while flipping through some pictures and finds one of Cordelia and herself when they were 13.

She looks over the picture for a moment, they looked like they could have been sisters. They both had the same California tanned skin, same figure at even 13, same hazelish-brown eyes, the same long wavy, chestnut hair.

"Are you still there" Cordelia asks from her phone in Los Angeles.

"Oh yeah, sorry. I was lookin' at a picture of us when we were 13" she replied.

"So how's Darry" asks Cordelia, in a way that sounded like 'how was Darry'—as in how is he in bed.

"Uh, um..he's fine. Why" she says.

"Dani, I know that boy is fine. But how's he doin'"? Cordelia corrected.

"Oh, he's great. Right now he's out with Laurie" she says, unhappily.

"You like him don't you" Cordelia exclaimed over the phone.

"No shit Cordy! I think EVERYONE knows, EXCEPT for him" she exclaims back angrily.

"Yeah, I know how you feel. I like Angel, everyone knows it but he's oblivious to it" Cordelia sympathizes.

"Well at least you don't have to LIVE with him! I have to live with Darry. I get to see him go out of dates with other girls that AREN'T me. You don't have to endure that, I do" she replies, surprised by her tone.

"Ah, I gotta go Dani. Wesley has to use the phone. I'll talk to you later ok? You go get you a man and forget about Darry" Cordelia says before hanging up.

After Cordelia's line does silent and Danielle hangs up the phone also, she says to herself "Ok,I will Cordy".



He undid her jeans and slid them down her long, slender, smooth legs. She pulled his green shirt off of his muscular body and tossed it to the side.

He pulled off her loose baby blue t-shirt and then placed kisses down her body while she undid his blue jeans. He placed his hand underneath her back while she arched her back and he entered her.

Their bodies moved rhythmically together, both wanting, needing the other. She moaned his name as the door opened to reveal Laurie and Freddie.

Then, they were no longer in the dorm. They were now in an unfamiliar place that was dark,musty, and watery. They were now fully clothed.

He was looking around for a way out while he screamed for her to follow him and she refused. Then out of nowhere, this strange bat-like thing that looked like the most horrible, ugly creature she had ever seen before came from behind him and grabbed him.

She started to sprint off after them. Then they were in another part of the dank,dark,musty,unfamiliar place. She called out his name, scared for her life.

She had never seen a creature like that before and it looked evil. She kept on looking, fear overcoming her. She then turned a corner and saw the creature and him—he looked dead. She fell down while trying to run away.

The creature grabbed her. She then screamed out for him.

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"Darry", Danielle screamed, jolting out of her sleep.

Darry wakes up, hearing her yell his name. He looks at her at first annoyed and then his demeanor changes after seeing the terrified look on her tear soaked face and in her tear-filled deep brown eyes.

He then scoots over and then holds her, trying to comfort her and asks her what was wrong. "I—I had a dream. This thing killed you and tried to kill me. It felt so real, like it was really happening. I was SO scared. I have never seen anything like that thing in my dreams or ever in my life" she replies, her voice shaking and unsteady, practically quivering and her occasionally sniffling and grabbing ahold of him tighter.

"What'd the thing look like" he asks her, concerned.

"It looked like some half man-half bat, evil lookin' thing" she replies.

'Oh shit', he thinks to himself.