Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns BtVS and Ats
Email: angel_of_ice19@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Cordelia deals with more (funny) consequences from becoming a demon, while Spike makes a visit to L.A. A/C
A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside * are what the characters are thinking, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision. Bear with me on the symbols, it doesn't let me do italics :) This takes place after Provider, Season 3 on Angel, and I guess Gone, Season 6 on Buffy.
A/N2: Thank you to everyone for reviewing!!! For those who haven't, plz R&R....or just Review.... hehe :)
A/N3: Every Monday I'll be adding a new chapter, so please continue to R&R!!!
Chapter Fourteen: Seeing Things
A little baby wrapped in cloth
His mouth sucking a wrist,
Look how he drinks it just like broth
How around that arm he clenches his fist.
Watch as he drinks every drop he can get
From that smiling dark lady,
Even though they only just met
She's the new mother of this baby.
If only he knew his daddy was coming
Searching endlessly for a sign,
But now he's just content sucking
All this delicious blood at the time.
Cordelia woke with a start.
Did I doze off? She wondered. Yawning, she looked next to her, but the seat was empty. "Gunn?" She asked. She quickly looked around, but she was the only one on the plane. "Hello? Anyone!"
No answer.
"Great, I fall asleep and everyone dissappears. Perfect timing to have a case," She muttered. She stood up, but stopped suddenly.
Drusilla stood before her, rocking Connor.
"Watch as he drinks every drop he can get
From that smiling dark lady,
Even though they only just met
She's the new mother of this baby."
"No, Darla's his mother," Cordelia told her.
Drusilla sang on, only glancing at Cordelia from time to time. She lowered her bleeding wrist to Connor's mouth, where he hungrily accepted the blood.
"Stop it!" She told her, and reached to grab Connor, but her hands slid through them. "Oh god, not this again!" She looked at her hands.
"You're dead again Cordelia," A voice told her.
She spun to see Buffy staring at her.
"Weird huh, I've been there too," Buffy told her. "Look, Angel's son. We could have had a son, or a daughter. But Angel's not able to have kids. Until now. Maybe Spike and I could have a kid," Buffy remarked.
"Buffy, what's going on? Where am I?" Cordelia asked her.
"I told you, you're dead. Just like I was, and just like everyone else will be."
"No, I can't be dead, the Powers would have told me!" Cordelia insisted. "Please, you have to help me find a way out," She reached out to Buffy, but her hands slid through her.
Buffy stared at her hands.
"You're dead. You're dead...you're dead...you're dead...you're dead..."
"No!" Cordelia screamed. She ran through Drusilla, who was singing the song over and over again. "I'm not dead!"
"Cordy!" Someone called. "Cordy, you're not dead!"
"I'm not dead!" She cried, and opened her eyes.
Gunn stared at her, worried. "Cordy, you just started screaming, are you alright?"
"I'm not dead?" Cordelia asked.
"You're fine, you're fine," He assured her.
Cordelia had trouble catching her breath.
"Thank God," She muttered.
* * *
Buffy got on the next flight to Kansas. She didn't know where exactly she was going, but after talking to Fred and Wesley, she just got the next available flight.
* * *
Drusilla scattered herbs around in a circle, and watched the baby sleeping in the crib.
She was feeling weak from the feeding, he was a hungry boy.
"Got a big appetite, like a lion," She told him.
Tomorrow, I'll have a tea party, and daddy will be invited!
* * *
Spike got of the train, and immediately caught the news.
"Police say that a woman broke the man's neck, and took the child he was with. There are no reports of her identity, but witnesses say she's tall, with dark brown hair, and blue eyes. She may be mentally unstable, and is to be considered highly dangerous. If you have any information to contact police at..." Spike tuned it out.
So, Dru's got Connor. That makes it a whole lot easier, He thought.
"If I were a deranged psychopath...where would I take my baby brother?" He asked himself. "Right, I'd have some kind of ritual planned out, probably to use his power for my own devices."
Spike looked around, immediately spotting a vampire he could beat for information.
* * *
Angel however, didn't catch the news. Instead he called up Wolfram and Hart, demanding to speak with Lilah.
"I'm sorry sir, Miss Morgan is dead," The secretary told him.
"What?" Angel asked.
"She was found in her office with a broken neck, I can get you-"
"What the-" Angel stared at the woman looking at him.
"Hang up the phone idiot, I'm right here," Lilah rolled her eyes.
Angel did so. "You're a...dead?"
"How were you our mortal enemy?" Lilah asked. "Yes I'm dead, how you're not is beyond me what with all your quick thinking."
"I need help, finding my son," Angel stated.
"Yeah, I'm going to help you. So's he," She pointed in direction at Lindsey.
"He's dead too?" Angel asked.
"You are a smart one," Lilah replied. Lindsey glared at her, remaining silent.
"Why are you helping me?" Angel asked.
"I'm dead, and I'm bored," Lilah told him.
"And you work for a higher power still?" Angel guessed.
"That too, Wolfram and Hart contract. You have to serve five years after you die, doing grunt work. We still want to cut open your kid, you understand," She grinned.
"You know where he is?" Angel asked.
"Holtz doesn't have him anymore, Drusilla does. She's in a warehouse fifty miles from here," Lilah informed him.
"Let's go."
* * *
Cordelia searched the airport for Angel, but couldn't find him. That is, until he hit her with his car.
"Oh, God!" She moaned.
"Cordy!" Angel jumped out of his car. "Are you alright?"
"Fabulous, that felt just like a massage," She muttered.
"Is anything broken?" Gunn asked.
"My ass," Cordelia groaned. She rolled off the car, and got in. "Let's go, Drusilla's got this whole sick and twisted plan," She told him.
"I know," Angel replied.
"How?"
"I see dead people," Angel told her.
* * *
Drusilla cut her hand, dripping the blood into the bowl.
"Now my pet, this will only hurt for a moment," She told Connor, before raising the dagger right above his heart. "Give grandmummy hugs and kisses!" She yelled, as she brought the dagger down.
* * *
Email: angel_of_ice19@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Cordelia deals with more (funny) consequences from becoming a demon, while Spike makes a visit to L.A. A/C
A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside * are what the characters are thinking, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision. Bear with me on the symbols, it doesn't let me do italics :) This takes place after Provider, Season 3 on Angel, and I guess Gone, Season 6 on Buffy.
A/N2: Thank you to everyone for reviewing!!! For those who haven't, plz R&R....or just Review.... hehe :)
A/N3: Every Monday I'll be adding a new chapter, so please continue to R&R!!!
Chapter Fourteen: Seeing Things
A little baby wrapped in cloth
His mouth sucking a wrist,
Look how he drinks it just like broth
How around that arm he clenches his fist.
Watch as he drinks every drop he can get
From that smiling dark lady,
Even though they only just met
She's the new mother of this baby.
If only he knew his daddy was coming
Searching endlessly for a sign,
But now he's just content sucking
All this delicious blood at the time.
Cordelia woke with a start.
Did I doze off? She wondered. Yawning, she looked next to her, but the seat was empty. "Gunn?" She asked. She quickly looked around, but she was the only one on the plane. "Hello? Anyone!"
No answer.
"Great, I fall asleep and everyone dissappears. Perfect timing to have a case," She muttered. She stood up, but stopped suddenly.
Drusilla stood before her, rocking Connor.
"Watch as he drinks every drop he can get
From that smiling dark lady,
Even though they only just met
She's the new mother of this baby."
"No, Darla's his mother," Cordelia told her.
Drusilla sang on, only glancing at Cordelia from time to time. She lowered her bleeding wrist to Connor's mouth, where he hungrily accepted the blood.
"Stop it!" She told her, and reached to grab Connor, but her hands slid through them. "Oh god, not this again!" She looked at her hands.
"You're dead again Cordelia," A voice told her.
She spun to see Buffy staring at her.
"Weird huh, I've been there too," Buffy told her. "Look, Angel's son. We could have had a son, or a daughter. But Angel's not able to have kids. Until now. Maybe Spike and I could have a kid," Buffy remarked.
"Buffy, what's going on? Where am I?" Cordelia asked her.
"I told you, you're dead. Just like I was, and just like everyone else will be."
"No, I can't be dead, the Powers would have told me!" Cordelia insisted. "Please, you have to help me find a way out," She reached out to Buffy, but her hands slid through her.
Buffy stared at her hands.
"You're dead. You're dead...you're dead...you're dead...you're dead..."
"No!" Cordelia screamed. She ran through Drusilla, who was singing the song over and over again. "I'm not dead!"
"Cordy!" Someone called. "Cordy, you're not dead!"
"I'm not dead!" She cried, and opened her eyes.
Gunn stared at her, worried. "Cordy, you just started screaming, are you alright?"
"I'm not dead?" Cordelia asked.
"You're fine, you're fine," He assured her.
Cordelia had trouble catching her breath.
"Thank God," She muttered.
* * *
Buffy got on the next flight to Kansas. She didn't know where exactly she was going, but after talking to Fred and Wesley, she just got the next available flight.
* * *
Drusilla scattered herbs around in a circle, and watched the baby sleeping in the crib.
She was feeling weak from the feeding, he was a hungry boy.
"Got a big appetite, like a lion," She told him.
Tomorrow, I'll have a tea party, and daddy will be invited!
* * *
Spike got of the train, and immediately caught the news.
"Police say that a woman broke the man's neck, and took the child he was with. There are no reports of her identity, but witnesses say she's tall, with dark brown hair, and blue eyes. She may be mentally unstable, and is to be considered highly dangerous. If you have any information to contact police at..." Spike tuned it out.
So, Dru's got Connor. That makes it a whole lot easier, He thought.
"If I were a deranged psychopath...where would I take my baby brother?" He asked himself. "Right, I'd have some kind of ritual planned out, probably to use his power for my own devices."
Spike looked around, immediately spotting a vampire he could beat for information.
* * *
Angel however, didn't catch the news. Instead he called up Wolfram and Hart, demanding to speak with Lilah.
"I'm sorry sir, Miss Morgan is dead," The secretary told him.
"What?" Angel asked.
"She was found in her office with a broken neck, I can get you-"
"What the-" Angel stared at the woman looking at him.
"Hang up the phone idiot, I'm right here," Lilah rolled her eyes.
Angel did so. "You're a...dead?"
"How were you our mortal enemy?" Lilah asked. "Yes I'm dead, how you're not is beyond me what with all your quick thinking."
"I need help, finding my son," Angel stated.
"Yeah, I'm going to help you. So's he," She pointed in direction at Lindsey.
"He's dead too?" Angel asked.
"You are a smart one," Lilah replied. Lindsey glared at her, remaining silent.
"Why are you helping me?" Angel asked.
"I'm dead, and I'm bored," Lilah told him.
"And you work for a higher power still?" Angel guessed.
"That too, Wolfram and Hart contract. You have to serve five years after you die, doing grunt work. We still want to cut open your kid, you understand," She grinned.
"You know where he is?" Angel asked.
"Holtz doesn't have him anymore, Drusilla does. She's in a warehouse fifty miles from here," Lilah informed him.
"Let's go."
* * *
Cordelia searched the airport for Angel, but couldn't find him. That is, until he hit her with his car.
"Oh, God!" She moaned.
"Cordy!" Angel jumped out of his car. "Are you alright?"
"Fabulous, that felt just like a massage," She muttered.
"Is anything broken?" Gunn asked.
"My ass," Cordelia groaned. She rolled off the car, and got in. "Let's go, Drusilla's got this whole sick and twisted plan," She told him.
"I know," Angel replied.
"How?"
"I see dead people," Angel told her.
* * *
Drusilla cut her hand, dripping the blood into the bowl.
"Now my pet, this will only hurt for a moment," She told Connor, before raising the dagger right above his heart. "Give grandmummy hugs and kisses!" She yelled, as she brought the dagger down.
* * *