1 Part 10 –
Cordelia woke to a familiar sound.
"You were right, I don't take good enough care of her." One voice said, full of guilt.
"I shouldn't have left her - you *told* me not to leave her and -" Came a second voice, English, scolding himself.
"Would the pair of you shut up, I think she's coming round." A strong English voice interrupted the two before.
Cordelia knew that accent. She knew the other two as well.
Her eyes were very heavy, but, slowly she managed to lift them enough to see where she was and who with before letting the drop again.
From what she had seen, she was lying in Angel's bedroom - now hers as well, and she had been spot on about the three voices and who they belonged to.
"Cora? Come on. Open your eyes." Angel's voice coaxed.
"Like she's gonna just cuz you say so." She heard Spike growl at his Sire.
"Shut up, Spike. *You* left her alone didn't you!" Angel shot back.
"Now, you two bickering isn't helping the situation. I thinks it's best you both leave." She heard Wesley say sharply.
"Leave her with you? Oh, my God that is just *too* funny I forgot to laugh. As if we're gonna leave you there *ogling* her breasts, I swear you are gonna drool in a minute." Cordy could just imagine the blonde vampire doing an impression of Angel's pensive face since he was sounding all serious.
"How dare you! I am most certainly *not* ogling anything."
Cordelia forced her eyes open once again, and found Spike and Wesley giving each other deadly looks, while Angel noticed she was awake and smiled warmly at her.
"Hey." He said soothingly.
Spike and Wesley drew their attention away from each other and to Cordy.
"Morning, Cordelia." Wesley said, looking down at her on the bed anxiously.
"How're you, Love?" Spike drawled in a way that was growing on her.
She pulled herself in a sitting position and pain shot through her head. "Ow! Jesus Christ! - What the hell happened?"
"You don't remember?" Angel asked worriedly.
She sighed. "I remember having a phone call from the high-pitched-girlie- voice demon, and him saying what would my life be like without you, so I rushed outside cuz the line went dead and I figured he might be hurting you..... When I got outside, you and Spike were not around and you weren't answering me when I called for you, so I tried to come back inside, but someone *really* strong grabbed me and covered my mouth with this stinky- stuff..... I don't remember anything else."
Angel propped the pillow up behind her as he spoke. "After the guy grabbed you, me and Spike came back arguing cuz he left you and I told him not to - I guess I should've told him 'bout the demon that has a liking for you - anyway, we came across this guy suffocating you, so while I pulled him off and tried to get answers out of him, Spike carried you back to safety. The guy was a demon, and all I got out of him was he was working for *another* more powerful demon - the one after you. He wouldn't say much else so I cut off his head; that's the only sure way of killing them these days."
Angel pulled covers around her, covering up the chest which Wesley had supposedly been transfixed by. "Then, I came back inside and Spike and I decided to call Wesley here because we didn't know what was on this cloth (showed it her) that the demon made you breathe in. Wes did some tests and thankfully, it wasn't anything harmful, just something strong enough to knock you out for a couple of hours."
"I am *so* wanting less and less to meet this guy."
"Hopefully, Love, you won't have too. Since you've been getting your beauty sleep and the four-eyed poof here was doing his tests, me and Angel have been doing research and we think we know what want's you so bad." Spike said casually.
Angel gave him a death stare. "Hey, you looked in *one* book and then dozed off!"
"Well, mate, I figured I needed to catch up on my beauty sleep. Wouldn't want to look like you now, would I?"
Cordelia let out a big yawn. "I'm still a little drowsy, guys. I think I'm gonna have to sleep it off."
"Right-o, Cordelia. We get the hint." Wesley moved to the door and pulled it open, then turned back waiting for the two vampires to make their exit.
Angel moved towards the door, but, as Spike didn't move an inch, Angel stood next to Wesley, and both brown haired men stared at the blonde one.
"We're waiting, Spike." Wesley said, trying not to sound irritated.
"Hell, I'm stayin' here. Make sure Our Cordy's safe and all that." Angel got the feeling his childe felt guilty for leaving her alone before.
"Spike, the only way in here is through this door. *We're* gonna be on the other side." Angel rolled his eyes. "Now let's give Cora some asleep time."
Spike turned to Cordy, his mouth open, about to ask her what she wanted.
She replied before he'd even asked. "I really need some alone asleep time, Spike. - It was a nice thought though,... *unless* you we're planning to try and bite me again."
"Nah, I believe that is sadly *impossible*, I'm not even gonna *risk* one of those mind-numbing blinding bloody headaches."
"They can't be as bad as a vision. And if you don't believe me, just look at Doyle - I bet he wanted rid of them and passed them onto me and died so he wouldn't suffer anymore!"
"Spike. Out." Angel ordered his childe.
"Bloody-hell, keep your panties on, Angel." The blonde muttered as he strode out past his Sire.
Angel followed. "Night, Cora. - Though it technically is morning, but, anyway, sleep tight."
"Night, night, Cordelia." Wesley told the brunette as he swung the door shut.
Cordelia rolled her eyes as she settled down in a more comfy position. "Men!"
~*~
"So it's *defiantly* a Conshi demon?" Wesley questioned Angel as he picked up the book the vampire had found it in.
"Not sure. It has the high pitched voice, and can change that for short periods of time, l know because once when it phoned, I answered and it sounded like a normal guy. Then there's the fact that it's not strong physically - well, as strong as a human anyway, which explains why it's sending others to get Cordelia, it knows I'd beat it into a pulp in a second."
"But this says that they are normally quite *peaceful* demons, and they prefer to be in human form. I don't understand why - "
Angel began pacing, and talking really fast and sternly. "Key word, Wes, *normally*, if you read on you'll see that these demons, when attracted to someone, develop a huge crush. And unlike humans," Angel thought briefly about Doyle's infatuation for Cordelia, "they don't just admire their crush and take weeks to get the courage to ask them out. They go for it. - In for the kill. - And providing the 'crush' doesn't feel the same, I'm meaning that literally."
Angel sat down next to Spike and looked between his childe and the ex- watcher. "This Conshi demon *want's* Cordy. And I mean the want *with* sexual overtones."
"He want's her in the fucking her silly sense?" Spike asked.
"In the fucking her silly sense." Angel confirmed.
"Oh dear." Wesley said, reading.
"What?"
"It says here that the demon will die trying to, er,... um .. 'achieve' it's latest goal. - Which is actually quite sad as they are known to live a peaceful life and have children - sometimes half breeds."
"Well it's not 'achieving' Cor, that's given." Spike growled. He was already beginning to feel like one of the family even though he had not been there for very long.
"And if it want's to die trying, who're we to protest?" Angel said innocently.
Spike took the book from Wesley and looked at the picture of the Conshi in it's ugly demon form. He slammed the book shut. "You're going *down*, Mister!"
And it came from all three men's hearts, even if two technically weren't beating.
~*~
Go on to part ELEVEN
Cordelia woke to a familiar sound.
"You were right, I don't take good enough care of her." One voice said, full of guilt.
"I shouldn't have left her - you *told* me not to leave her and -" Came a second voice, English, scolding himself.
"Would the pair of you shut up, I think she's coming round." A strong English voice interrupted the two before.
Cordelia knew that accent. She knew the other two as well.
Her eyes were very heavy, but, slowly she managed to lift them enough to see where she was and who with before letting the drop again.
From what she had seen, she was lying in Angel's bedroom - now hers as well, and she had been spot on about the three voices and who they belonged to.
"Cora? Come on. Open your eyes." Angel's voice coaxed.
"Like she's gonna just cuz you say so." She heard Spike growl at his Sire.
"Shut up, Spike. *You* left her alone didn't you!" Angel shot back.
"Now, you two bickering isn't helping the situation. I thinks it's best you both leave." She heard Wesley say sharply.
"Leave her with you? Oh, my God that is just *too* funny I forgot to laugh. As if we're gonna leave you there *ogling* her breasts, I swear you are gonna drool in a minute." Cordy could just imagine the blonde vampire doing an impression of Angel's pensive face since he was sounding all serious.
"How dare you! I am most certainly *not* ogling anything."
Cordelia forced her eyes open once again, and found Spike and Wesley giving each other deadly looks, while Angel noticed she was awake and smiled warmly at her.
"Hey." He said soothingly.
Spike and Wesley drew their attention away from each other and to Cordy.
"Morning, Cordelia." Wesley said, looking down at her on the bed anxiously.
"How're you, Love?" Spike drawled in a way that was growing on her.
She pulled herself in a sitting position and pain shot through her head. "Ow! Jesus Christ! - What the hell happened?"
"You don't remember?" Angel asked worriedly.
She sighed. "I remember having a phone call from the high-pitched-girlie- voice demon, and him saying what would my life be like without you, so I rushed outside cuz the line went dead and I figured he might be hurting you..... When I got outside, you and Spike were not around and you weren't answering me when I called for you, so I tried to come back inside, but someone *really* strong grabbed me and covered my mouth with this stinky- stuff..... I don't remember anything else."
Angel propped the pillow up behind her as he spoke. "After the guy grabbed you, me and Spike came back arguing cuz he left you and I told him not to - I guess I should've told him 'bout the demon that has a liking for you - anyway, we came across this guy suffocating you, so while I pulled him off and tried to get answers out of him, Spike carried you back to safety. The guy was a demon, and all I got out of him was he was working for *another* more powerful demon - the one after you. He wouldn't say much else so I cut off his head; that's the only sure way of killing them these days."
Angel pulled covers around her, covering up the chest which Wesley had supposedly been transfixed by. "Then, I came back inside and Spike and I decided to call Wesley here because we didn't know what was on this cloth (showed it her) that the demon made you breathe in. Wes did some tests and thankfully, it wasn't anything harmful, just something strong enough to knock you out for a couple of hours."
"I am *so* wanting less and less to meet this guy."
"Hopefully, Love, you won't have too. Since you've been getting your beauty sleep and the four-eyed poof here was doing his tests, me and Angel have been doing research and we think we know what want's you so bad." Spike said casually.
Angel gave him a death stare. "Hey, you looked in *one* book and then dozed off!"
"Well, mate, I figured I needed to catch up on my beauty sleep. Wouldn't want to look like you now, would I?"
Cordelia let out a big yawn. "I'm still a little drowsy, guys. I think I'm gonna have to sleep it off."
"Right-o, Cordelia. We get the hint." Wesley moved to the door and pulled it open, then turned back waiting for the two vampires to make their exit.
Angel moved towards the door, but, as Spike didn't move an inch, Angel stood next to Wesley, and both brown haired men stared at the blonde one.
"We're waiting, Spike." Wesley said, trying not to sound irritated.
"Hell, I'm stayin' here. Make sure Our Cordy's safe and all that." Angel got the feeling his childe felt guilty for leaving her alone before.
"Spike, the only way in here is through this door. *We're* gonna be on the other side." Angel rolled his eyes. "Now let's give Cora some asleep time."
Spike turned to Cordy, his mouth open, about to ask her what she wanted.
She replied before he'd even asked. "I really need some alone asleep time, Spike. - It was a nice thought though,... *unless* you we're planning to try and bite me again."
"Nah, I believe that is sadly *impossible*, I'm not even gonna *risk* one of those mind-numbing blinding bloody headaches."
"They can't be as bad as a vision. And if you don't believe me, just look at Doyle - I bet he wanted rid of them and passed them onto me and died so he wouldn't suffer anymore!"
"Spike. Out." Angel ordered his childe.
"Bloody-hell, keep your panties on, Angel." The blonde muttered as he strode out past his Sire.
Angel followed. "Night, Cora. - Though it technically is morning, but, anyway, sleep tight."
"Night, night, Cordelia." Wesley told the brunette as he swung the door shut.
Cordelia rolled her eyes as she settled down in a more comfy position. "Men!"
~*~
"So it's *defiantly* a Conshi demon?" Wesley questioned Angel as he picked up the book the vampire had found it in.
"Not sure. It has the high pitched voice, and can change that for short periods of time, l know because once when it phoned, I answered and it sounded like a normal guy. Then there's the fact that it's not strong physically - well, as strong as a human anyway, which explains why it's sending others to get Cordelia, it knows I'd beat it into a pulp in a second."
"But this says that they are normally quite *peaceful* demons, and they prefer to be in human form. I don't understand why - "
Angel began pacing, and talking really fast and sternly. "Key word, Wes, *normally*, if you read on you'll see that these demons, when attracted to someone, develop a huge crush. And unlike humans," Angel thought briefly about Doyle's infatuation for Cordelia, "they don't just admire their crush and take weeks to get the courage to ask them out. They go for it. - In for the kill. - And providing the 'crush' doesn't feel the same, I'm meaning that literally."
Angel sat down next to Spike and looked between his childe and the ex- watcher. "This Conshi demon *want's* Cordy. And I mean the want *with* sexual overtones."
"He want's her in the fucking her silly sense?" Spike asked.
"In the fucking her silly sense." Angel confirmed.
"Oh dear." Wesley said, reading.
"What?"
"It says here that the demon will die trying to, er,... um .. 'achieve' it's latest goal. - Which is actually quite sad as they are known to live a peaceful life and have children - sometimes half breeds."
"Well it's not 'achieving' Cor, that's given." Spike growled. He was already beginning to feel like one of the family even though he had not been there for very long.
"And if it want's to die trying, who're we to protest?" Angel said innocently.
Spike took the book from Wesley and looked at the picture of the Conshi in it's ugly demon form. He slammed the book shut. "You're going *down*, Mister!"
And it came from all three men's hearts, even if two technically weren't beating.
~*~
Go on to part ELEVEN