1 Part 5 –
Cordelia looked up at her boss as he marched in the office the next day, she was still wearing one of his shirts and boxers were hidden under the desk. She had spent another night at Angel's, so still didn't have any of her own clothes.
"So how it go? - Get a bump on the head?" She asked, referring to him rubbing his forehead.
"I managed to talk him into it, although, I think you oughta know before you go back there and start to pack - the smashed TV was not my fault." Angel placed a small duffel bag on to her desk that he had put some of Cordy's clothes in - he'd had fun deciding what underwear to bring for her, but he wouldn't *tell* her that, he'd just say he grabbed the first thing.
"He *smashed* the TV?!"
"He was really upset, Cordy, you must be quite some roommate, huh?"
"You'll soon find out... So, what persuaded him?"
"I put forward your idea of Wesley moving in there and you coming to visit *very* regularly."
"Yeah, well, what can I say, Dennis' straight. I mean what straight guy would want to see *Wesley* in the bath when he could see *me*?"
Angel raised an eyebrow. "Dennis has seen you in the bath, *naked*?"
Cordelia shuffled through some papers. "Well, it's not like I wear clothes in the bath, Angel! And he's a helpful ghost, passes me things when I need them, wherever and whenever I needed them - of course I drew the line on him seeing me take a piss - he agreed with me on that though."
"That isn't something I'm gonna have to take up is it?"
She looked up from her papers. "Huh?"
"Passing you things while you're in the bath?"
Cordelia grinned. "Only when I'm having a bubble bath, buckaroo."
Angel laughed. "Just as long as you realize you'd have to return the favour."
"Ya, well, that's only happening with the bubbles too." She gave him one of her most brilliant smiles, and the vampires cold heart warmed a little.
Angel disappeared into his office laughing, leaving Cordelia smiling to herself.
'Was he just *flirting* with me?' She wondered. 'Nah, as if he would be interested in his secretary! And after all he is still dealing with the Buffy saga.... But, it would have been nice... if he were.'
'Man, after my many years, I've never had such a flirting match with - wait a minute, *flirting* match? - Where did that come from?' Angel frowned as he took a seat at his desk. 'That wasn't flirting you stupid fool, Cordelia Chase would *never* flirt with a dead guy... though I wish she had been.'
~*~
"So, you like it?" Cordelia asked as she finished showing Wesley around her apartment two days later, it was also the first time back to her apartment since she left for work on the morning before she was attacked and beaten by the beasts.
"Thousand times better than what I have already. Just a little bit more added to the rent, nothing of which I can't handle now that I work at Angel Investigations. The only thing that bothers me, is the poltergeist, of course, there's always the option to exorcise -"
Angel opened his mouth to protest, Cordelia got there first. " - No way! Nuh - uh! So not gonna happen! ... He's a *good* ghost, - helpful and everything. You can't just kill him - he's my friend!"
"But -"
Angel stepped in. "Wesley, I've talked to Dennis, and he promised to be as good as gold for you, on one condition."
"Oh?"
"That Cordy comes round every now and again and, um.. takes a bath."
Wesley fiddled with the side of his glasses. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that -"
"Ugh!" Cordelia called out, annoyed. " - He said, Dennis wouldn't be mean to you as long as he gets to see me naked every now and then!"
'Talk about blunt, Cordelia.' Angel thought as his friend and now roommate spelled it out for Wesley.
"Oh, I see." Wesley said with a frown.
"Look, I know it's a weird condition, and now you probably have Dennis down as some kinda perv - but he's *not*, he's really sweet, kind, helpful, and I figure, since he's so nice, why not give the guy a little pleasure, it's not like it does any harm!... So you taking it or what?!"
Wesley took a step back from the feisty young woman, and Angel hid a smirk. "Um, well.."
"Spit it out, Wesley!"
"I'll take it, I think. - But what happens if he doesn't see you in a while and get's nasty?"
"If he want's to see me, he'll let you know. Your job is just to let me know before it get's nasty!" She threw her hands up in frustration. "- Jeez!"
She marched in to the bedroom, mumbling about Wesley's indecisiveness on the way.
Angel had to smirk as Wesley rolled his eyes and then suddenly his glasses came off his nose and floated in front of him.
"Dennis, hi. You're gonna be seeing a lot more of me. I'm your new roommate." Wesley managed when he realized what was going on.
His glasses began to fly around the room.
"Dennis, I suggest you stop trying to scare away Wesley, because if you don't he wont take the apartment and we'll have to sell it over to a complete stranger and you'll never see Cordelia again. Clothes or *no* clothes."
The glasses flew back onto Wesley's nose. And he looked at Angel startled. Angel shrugged.
"Cordelia must look *very* good naked, huh, Wes? Dennis wouldn't have given up so easily otherwise." Angel laughed at Wesley's face before following Cordelia into the bedroom to see how she was doing with her packing.
~*~
Go on to part SIX
Cordelia looked up at her boss as he marched in the office the next day, she was still wearing one of his shirts and boxers were hidden under the desk. She had spent another night at Angel's, so still didn't have any of her own clothes.
"So how it go? - Get a bump on the head?" She asked, referring to him rubbing his forehead.
"I managed to talk him into it, although, I think you oughta know before you go back there and start to pack - the smashed TV was not my fault." Angel placed a small duffel bag on to her desk that he had put some of Cordy's clothes in - he'd had fun deciding what underwear to bring for her, but he wouldn't *tell* her that, he'd just say he grabbed the first thing.
"He *smashed* the TV?!"
"He was really upset, Cordy, you must be quite some roommate, huh?"
"You'll soon find out... So, what persuaded him?"
"I put forward your idea of Wesley moving in there and you coming to visit *very* regularly."
"Yeah, well, what can I say, Dennis' straight. I mean what straight guy would want to see *Wesley* in the bath when he could see *me*?"
Angel raised an eyebrow. "Dennis has seen you in the bath, *naked*?"
Cordelia shuffled through some papers. "Well, it's not like I wear clothes in the bath, Angel! And he's a helpful ghost, passes me things when I need them, wherever and whenever I needed them - of course I drew the line on him seeing me take a piss - he agreed with me on that though."
"That isn't something I'm gonna have to take up is it?"
She looked up from her papers. "Huh?"
"Passing you things while you're in the bath?"
Cordelia grinned. "Only when I'm having a bubble bath, buckaroo."
Angel laughed. "Just as long as you realize you'd have to return the favour."
"Ya, well, that's only happening with the bubbles too." She gave him one of her most brilliant smiles, and the vampires cold heart warmed a little.
Angel disappeared into his office laughing, leaving Cordelia smiling to herself.
'Was he just *flirting* with me?' She wondered. 'Nah, as if he would be interested in his secretary! And after all he is still dealing with the Buffy saga.... But, it would have been nice... if he were.'
'Man, after my many years, I've never had such a flirting match with - wait a minute, *flirting* match? - Where did that come from?' Angel frowned as he took a seat at his desk. 'That wasn't flirting you stupid fool, Cordelia Chase would *never* flirt with a dead guy... though I wish she had been.'
~*~
"So, you like it?" Cordelia asked as she finished showing Wesley around her apartment two days later, it was also the first time back to her apartment since she left for work on the morning before she was attacked and beaten by the beasts.
"Thousand times better than what I have already. Just a little bit more added to the rent, nothing of which I can't handle now that I work at Angel Investigations. The only thing that bothers me, is the poltergeist, of course, there's always the option to exorcise -"
Angel opened his mouth to protest, Cordelia got there first. " - No way! Nuh - uh! So not gonna happen! ... He's a *good* ghost, - helpful and everything. You can't just kill him - he's my friend!"
"But -"
Angel stepped in. "Wesley, I've talked to Dennis, and he promised to be as good as gold for you, on one condition."
"Oh?"
"That Cordy comes round every now and again and, um.. takes a bath."
Wesley fiddled with the side of his glasses. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that -"
"Ugh!" Cordelia called out, annoyed. " - He said, Dennis wouldn't be mean to you as long as he gets to see me naked every now and then!"
'Talk about blunt, Cordelia.' Angel thought as his friend and now roommate spelled it out for Wesley.
"Oh, I see." Wesley said with a frown.
"Look, I know it's a weird condition, and now you probably have Dennis down as some kinda perv - but he's *not*, he's really sweet, kind, helpful, and I figure, since he's so nice, why not give the guy a little pleasure, it's not like it does any harm!... So you taking it or what?!"
Wesley took a step back from the feisty young woman, and Angel hid a smirk. "Um, well.."
"Spit it out, Wesley!"
"I'll take it, I think. - But what happens if he doesn't see you in a while and get's nasty?"
"If he want's to see me, he'll let you know. Your job is just to let me know before it get's nasty!" She threw her hands up in frustration. "- Jeez!"
She marched in to the bedroom, mumbling about Wesley's indecisiveness on the way.
Angel had to smirk as Wesley rolled his eyes and then suddenly his glasses came off his nose and floated in front of him.
"Dennis, hi. You're gonna be seeing a lot more of me. I'm your new roommate." Wesley managed when he realized what was going on.
His glasses began to fly around the room.
"Dennis, I suggest you stop trying to scare away Wesley, because if you don't he wont take the apartment and we'll have to sell it over to a complete stranger and you'll never see Cordelia again. Clothes or *no* clothes."
The glasses flew back onto Wesley's nose. And he looked at Angel startled. Angel shrugged.
"Cordelia must look *very* good naked, huh, Wes? Dennis wouldn't have given up so easily otherwise." Angel laughed at Wesley's face before following Cordelia into the bedroom to see how she was doing with her packing.
~*~
Go on to part SIX