*Title- Back To Sunnydale
*Disclaimer- First and foremost, I'd like to point out that I don't own any aspect of the show Angel, though it would kick major ass if I did!
*Rating- PG-13 I suppose.
*Timeline- After That Vision Thing and Before Billy. No Connor, no Darla, no part-demon Cordy, and Fred has finally heard the click.
*Reviews-Hell Yeah!
*CHAPTER FIVE*
The large ball of fire traveled freely through the midnight air and hovered over the large demon attacking the group. The demon looked up, distracted, and then, as if it were New Years Eve, the ball dropped. The demon shrieked as its body glowed with a fiery essence.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" The voice came from behind the group. It was Spike.
"You're a little late, Spike. But thanks anyway." Buffy replied with annoyance in her voice. The group stood back in awe as the demon disintegrated before their eyes.
"Well, that was useful." Gunn commented.
"What's the bloody Poof doing here? And is that the watcher-wannabe? Did I miss something?"
"Yeah, ya did. I'll fill ya in later." Buffy turned to see if everyone was all right, but noticed Angel and Cordelia missing. About 100 feet away, Angel crouched near a horizontal figure.
"Cordy! Cordy, please. Come on." Wesley and Gunn hurried over and were there before the rest.
"We need to get her back to the shop." Angel started to lift her up.
"Don't you think a hospital would be better?" Buffy asked running up beside Angel.
"No, no! We're not taking her to a hospital. She's not hurt like that." The group looked at him perplexed as he started for his car.
"What do you mean? What's wrong with her?" Wesley asked concerned.
"I was watching her the whole time. She just passed out. Wes, it had to be the visions." Angel stopped at looked at Wesley intently.
"How do you-"
"I just know, ok? We need to figure something out." They reached the car and all but the Scoobies hopped in. Angel sat in the back with Cordelia as Gunn took the wheel.
"Are you coming, or what?" Gunn yelled from the driver's seat.
"No, we'll meet you back there." Buffy answered for the group.
"I'll come." Xander jumped in the back next to Angel.
"Xander-" Buffy started, but then stopped quickly when she saw his eyes.
"I have to make sure she's all right, Buffy." She nodded, and Gunn took that as a signal to leave. He peeled out in the direction of the Magic Shop.
~*~*~*~
As the group entered the Magic Shop, Fred surveyed the situation.
"Oh no! Did Buffy die-again?" Fred asked alarmed when she didn't see the slayer with them.
"No, she's just walked home." Xander answered. Angel hurried in with Cordelia in his arms. He set her on a couch in the middle of the shop (*A/N: Is there a couch in the shop? If there's not, pretend there is*) The entire group was in pain. Wesley had a gash on his shoulder and several bruises forming and Gunn managed to get a cut from his shin up to his thigh. Xander's nose was still bleeding, and Anya rushed to him.
"We have bandages and other medical things. Can I help you?"
"Anya, I'll be fine." He pushed her away slightly and hurried over to where Angel held Cordelia. Angel was in the worst shape out of them all. A large wound had formed on his shoulder, and his shirt was ripped as blood seeped through his torso.
"Oh, God. This can't be happening." Angel covered his face in his hands. Cordelia had several scratches and bruises all over her body, but the only thing Angel was worried about was whether she would wake up.
~*~*~*~
"So why is Peaches here, anyway?" Spike inquired as he lit a cigarette. He and Buffy were walking around the cemetery, where she had just been fighting. There was a wide yet shallow hole in the middle of the graveyard.
"They came to help with a demon. Cordelia had a vision."
"The Cheerleader? Has visions?"
"Yeah, you know about them?"
"Well, yeah. Not a whole lot, but enough to know that she must be in bloody pain."
"What? How do you know that?"
"Just do, I've been around awhile, I've met a few seers in my day. And The Cheerleaders human. Can't imagine that." They walked in silence for a while until Buffy came across a small bottle of pills on the ground. She bent down to pick them up and read that the prescription was made out for Cordelia.
"What the-? Ok, we have to get back."
"Why, what is it?"
"Something Cordelia's probably hiding." Buffy said determined.
~*~*~*~
"You guys know anything about this?" Buffy walked into the shop quickly, Spike following behind her. Buffy handed the bottle of pills to Wesley. He lowered his glasses and read the prescription.
"Where did you find this?" He asked.
"Back at the cemetery. She must have dropped them."
"What? What is it?" Angel asked getting up from his spot beside Cordelia.
"A powerful migraine prescription. Angel, she must have been hiding this from us."
"Dammit." Angel looked defeated. As he looked to the ground in shame, he felt it. He felt something coming. He ran to Cordy as she started to scream. She was having a vision. The rest of the group gathered at a safe distance from the two. After the agony subsided, she stirred and Angel held her.
"Cordy?"
"Angel? Angel, oh God." She looked around confused. She sat up and started to tell them about the vision.
"Tomorrow, group of vamps attacking some teenagers at the park."
"Cordy, are you ok?" She looked at Angel and nodded.
"Yeah, yeah. I must have just passed out or something."
"The vision must have jolted you out of your catatonia." Wesley commented beside Angel.
"Is everyone else ok? What happened with the demon?"
"We'll make it. And what did happen with the demon?" Angel asked confused, he had been so preoccupied with Cordelia's condition, he entirely forgot to ask who or what sent that ball of fire.
"Oh, that would be me." Willow spoke up from the back of the group.
"We said the wrong incantation to close a hellmouth, and that must have been what was produced. We're just lucky that it helped us, and it didn't hurt us."
"You guys, I'm so sorry. I could have sworn that thing was a hellmouth. It looked just-"
"Cordy, don't worry about it. It worked out, ok? It's not your fault." She nodded, and then noticed everyone looking at her.
"Okay! So, we should all get cleaned up. And oh my God, Angel! Let me help you get bandaged up." She was examining his injuries when the group dispersed. Xander had been sitting slightly behind the couch and he got up. Cordelia hardly noticed him until she saw the dried blood on his face.
"Xander! Woah, do you need some help?" He looked at her somberly and slowly replied, "No, I'll be fine."
"Are you sure? I'll be done with Angel soon."
"I'm sure. Thanks though."
~*~*~*
Cordelia was finally finishing helping Angel when he spoke.
"Cordy. What happened?"
"What? When?" She asked confused.
"Why did you pass out?"
"Angel, there's nothing to worry about."
"Let me be the judge of that."
"Look, my head was pounding. That vision took a lot out of me," She spoke quietly,
"I guess I shouldn't have gone out there to fight, all that bouncing around got my head all discombobulated."
"Yeah. Well, next time stay home, ok? No arguing. I don't want that to happen again."
"Ok. All right." She nodded in compliance.
"And what about the pills?"
"Speaking of which, where are they?" She said after a slight pause.
"Buffy found them in the cemetery. I didn't know you were taking such strong medication."
"Angel, the visions-they. They hurt like hell. I need something to get me through the pain. And those pills don't even help half the time. But-you're all set here." She said getting up, quickly changing the subject.
"I think we just get back to the hotel." Angel said.
"Yeah, we'll head back to the inn soon."
"No, I mean Hyperion. I just want to get out of here."
"We have to wait until tomorrow. Vision, remember?"
"Dammit."
"Ok, after tomorrow night, we're going back to LA. I don't think I can handle good ole Sunnydale anymore either." Cordelia replied.
~*~*~*~
*END CHAPTER FIVE*
*Disclaimer- First and foremost, I'd like to point out that I don't own any aspect of the show Angel, though it would kick major ass if I did!
*Rating- PG-13 I suppose.
*Timeline- After That Vision Thing and Before Billy. No Connor, no Darla, no part-demon Cordy, and Fred has finally heard the click.
*Reviews-Hell Yeah!
*CHAPTER FIVE*
The large ball of fire traveled freely through the midnight air and hovered over the large demon attacking the group. The demon looked up, distracted, and then, as if it were New Years Eve, the ball dropped. The demon shrieked as its body glowed with a fiery essence.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" The voice came from behind the group. It was Spike.
"You're a little late, Spike. But thanks anyway." Buffy replied with annoyance in her voice. The group stood back in awe as the demon disintegrated before their eyes.
"Well, that was useful." Gunn commented.
"What's the bloody Poof doing here? And is that the watcher-wannabe? Did I miss something?"
"Yeah, ya did. I'll fill ya in later." Buffy turned to see if everyone was all right, but noticed Angel and Cordelia missing. About 100 feet away, Angel crouched near a horizontal figure.
"Cordy! Cordy, please. Come on." Wesley and Gunn hurried over and were there before the rest.
"We need to get her back to the shop." Angel started to lift her up.
"Don't you think a hospital would be better?" Buffy asked running up beside Angel.
"No, no! We're not taking her to a hospital. She's not hurt like that." The group looked at him perplexed as he started for his car.
"What do you mean? What's wrong with her?" Wesley asked concerned.
"I was watching her the whole time. She just passed out. Wes, it had to be the visions." Angel stopped at looked at Wesley intently.
"How do you-"
"I just know, ok? We need to figure something out." They reached the car and all but the Scoobies hopped in. Angel sat in the back with Cordelia as Gunn took the wheel.
"Are you coming, or what?" Gunn yelled from the driver's seat.
"No, we'll meet you back there." Buffy answered for the group.
"I'll come." Xander jumped in the back next to Angel.
"Xander-" Buffy started, but then stopped quickly when she saw his eyes.
"I have to make sure she's all right, Buffy." She nodded, and Gunn took that as a signal to leave. He peeled out in the direction of the Magic Shop.
~*~*~*~
As the group entered the Magic Shop, Fred surveyed the situation.
"Oh no! Did Buffy die-again?" Fred asked alarmed when she didn't see the slayer with them.
"No, she's just walked home." Xander answered. Angel hurried in with Cordelia in his arms. He set her on a couch in the middle of the shop (*A/N: Is there a couch in the shop? If there's not, pretend there is*) The entire group was in pain. Wesley had a gash on his shoulder and several bruises forming and Gunn managed to get a cut from his shin up to his thigh. Xander's nose was still bleeding, and Anya rushed to him.
"We have bandages and other medical things. Can I help you?"
"Anya, I'll be fine." He pushed her away slightly and hurried over to where Angel held Cordelia. Angel was in the worst shape out of them all. A large wound had formed on his shoulder, and his shirt was ripped as blood seeped through his torso.
"Oh, God. This can't be happening." Angel covered his face in his hands. Cordelia had several scratches and bruises all over her body, but the only thing Angel was worried about was whether she would wake up.
~*~*~*~
"So why is Peaches here, anyway?" Spike inquired as he lit a cigarette. He and Buffy were walking around the cemetery, where she had just been fighting. There was a wide yet shallow hole in the middle of the graveyard.
"They came to help with a demon. Cordelia had a vision."
"The Cheerleader? Has visions?"
"Yeah, you know about them?"
"Well, yeah. Not a whole lot, but enough to know that she must be in bloody pain."
"What? How do you know that?"
"Just do, I've been around awhile, I've met a few seers in my day. And The Cheerleaders human. Can't imagine that." They walked in silence for a while until Buffy came across a small bottle of pills on the ground. She bent down to pick them up and read that the prescription was made out for Cordelia.
"What the-? Ok, we have to get back."
"Why, what is it?"
"Something Cordelia's probably hiding." Buffy said determined.
~*~*~*~
"You guys know anything about this?" Buffy walked into the shop quickly, Spike following behind her. Buffy handed the bottle of pills to Wesley. He lowered his glasses and read the prescription.
"Where did you find this?" He asked.
"Back at the cemetery. She must have dropped them."
"What? What is it?" Angel asked getting up from his spot beside Cordelia.
"A powerful migraine prescription. Angel, she must have been hiding this from us."
"Dammit." Angel looked defeated. As he looked to the ground in shame, he felt it. He felt something coming. He ran to Cordy as she started to scream. She was having a vision. The rest of the group gathered at a safe distance from the two. After the agony subsided, she stirred and Angel held her.
"Cordy?"
"Angel? Angel, oh God." She looked around confused. She sat up and started to tell them about the vision.
"Tomorrow, group of vamps attacking some teenagers at the park."
"Cordy, are you ok?" She looked at Angel and nodded.
"Yeah, yeah. I must have just passed out or something."
"The vision must have jolted you out of your catatonia." Wesley commented beside Angel.
"Is everyone else ok? What happened with the demon?"
"We'll make it. And what did happen with the demon?" Angel asked confused, he had been so preoccupied with Cordelia's condition, he entirely forgot to ask who or what sent that ball of fire.
"Oh, that would be me." Willow spoke up from the back of the group.
"We said the wrong incantation to close a hellmouth, and that must have been what was produced. We're just lucky that it helped us, and it didn't hurt us."
"You guys, I'm so sorry. I could have sworn that thing was a hellmouth. It looked just-"
"Cordy, don't worry about it. It worked out, ok? It's not your fault." She nodded, and then noticed everyone looking at her.
"Okay! So, we should all get cleaned up. And oh my God, Angel! Let me help you get bandaged up." She was examining his injuries when the group dispersed. Xander had been sitting slightly behind the couch and he got up. Cordelia hardly noticed him until she saw the dried blood on his face.
"Xander! Woah, do you need some help?" He looked at her somberly and slowly replied, "No, I'll be fine."
"Are you sure? I'll be done with Angel soon."
"I'm sure. Thanks though."
~*~*~*
Cordelia was finally finishing helping Angel when he spoke.
"Cordy. What happened?"
"What? When?" She asked confused.
"Why did you pass out?"
"Angel, there's nothing to worry about."
"Let me be the judge of that."
"Look, my head was pounding. That vision took a lot out of me," She spoke quietly,
"I guess I shouldn't have gone out there to fight, all that bouncing around got my head all discombobulated."
"Yeah. Well, next time stay home, ok? No arguing. I don't want that to happen again."
"Ok. All right." She nodded in compliance.
"And what about the pills?"
"Speaking of which, where are they?" She said after a slight pause.
"Buffy found them in the cemetery. I didn't know you were taking such strong medication."
"Angel, the visions-they. They hurt like hell. I need something to get me through the pain. And those pills don't even help half the time. But-you're all set here." She said getting up, quickly changing the subject.
"I think we just get back to the hotel." Angel said.
"Yeah, we'll head back to the inn soon."
"No, I mean Hyperion. I just want to get out of here."
"We have to wait until tomorrow. Vision, remember?"
"Dammit."
"Ok, after tomorrow night, we're going back to LA. I don't think I can handle good ole Sunnydale anymore either." Cordelia replied.
~*~*~*~
*END CHAPTER FIVE*
