*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

*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!

*Note-Here is where the Buffy bashing may come to an end. It was fun while it lasted, but I much rather Cordy and Buffy being friendly!!

*CHAPTER SEVEN*

"So."

"So." The two girls were walking down Main Street with a bag of sandwiches in one hand, and a bag of blood in the other. They had yet to say something to one another.

"So, you and Spike?" Buffy was a bit taken aback by the breaking of the silence but replied calmly.

"Yeah, I know."

"And I don't blame you! He's hot in that I'm a 'bleach-blonde-vamp-with-an- attitude' sorta way."

"Thanks for not telling Angel. You didn't tell Angel right?" Buffy asked anxiously.

"No I didn't." Buffy let out a sigh of relief.

"But you are." Cordy retorted.

"What?"

"Buffy," Cordelia stopped and looked at the slayer.

"You have to let him know you're moving on. If you don't make clear to him that you two are over, he'll never get on with his life."

"Yeah, but I'll never quite be over Angel." When Cordelia didn't respond, Buffy continued.

"We had the big love, ya know? That sorta thing doesn't just 'move on'. And I'll feel guilty if he hasn't."

"But he has." Buffy looked slightly confused,

"But I thought you said-"

"I know what I said." Cordelia answered thoughtfully,

"But what Angel needs is closure. When you died-again, he was crushed. But he did go on living. After a resort in some demon-monk infested place. He shoulda just gone to Vegas." Buffy looked perplexed,

"But the thing about it is that he did go on. Don't get me wrong, he was heart broken and confused, but somehow he got through it."

"The somehow is you, Cordelia."

"Ok, now I'm confused."

"Angel loves you."

"I know."

"You know?"

"He loves all of us. We love him. We're a big family. It's-"

"No, Cordelia." Buffy paused,

"Angel is *in* love with you."

"Oh come off it, that's impossible."

"Is it? You guys have been together for years fighting side by side. You're his seer. He loves you." Cordelia took a moment to have it all sink in.

"Cordelia." Buffy was the one that stopped this time.

"I am so sorry."

"Well, I know you two had it rough when you dated, but it's not something to be sorry about." Cordelia dismissed.

"No, that's not what I meant." Sighing, she continued.

"Cordy, I'm sorry about everything I said last night."

"Buffy, don't worry about-"

"No! No, I was way out of line. The line was way back there, and I was here, and I was just way out of it."

"Look, I was the meanest bitch to you all in high school. You saved my life so many times, and I never even gave you as much as a thank you. It seems we've all changed, so when I came here, you were expecting the cruel cold- hearted person that I was. There's no need to apologize to me, in fact *I'm* the one who has to apologize. To you and Willow, and even Xander."

"I think we're all even."

"How so?"

"Oh come on, I don't need to remind you of that rebar incident."

"Oh. That. Yeah, I guess you're right." The girls walked in silence for a few more yards and then finally reached the shop's door.

"So, we're good?" Cordelia turned to Buffy.

"Absolutely." They smiled in agreement and went into the shop.

"Oh no!" Cordelia exclaimed when they saw the sight before them.

"Anything but Scrabble!" She said dramatically. Buffy and Cordelia were met with several people crowded over a scrabble board.

"Oh, come on! I'm winning here!" Angel whined as Cordelia went over to disrupt the game.

"Oh yeah, you and your eighteenth century vocabulary skills. Look! That's not even a word, and I guarantee it's yours!" She pointed to a long word in the middle of the board.

"I didn't think it was real either!" Willow agreed.

"He likes to use the excuse that it was before our time."

"But hey! I have Spike here to vouch for me! We've got two eighteenth century vamps in the room thank you very much." Angel said proudly.

"Sorry, Peaches. I never did come across the word-"

"Ok, guys! Let's eat, shall we? Enough bickering. It's only Scrabble after all." Buffy broke the group up.

"You guys have a microwave?" Cordelia asked.

"Oh yes, in the back." Anya answered.

"Follow me." Anya lead Cordelia to the back room and closed the door behind them.

"Ok, in case you didn't know, Xander and I are to be married this year."

"Oh! Yes, Willow was saying! I meant to congratulate you two!"

"Oh? Yes? So you know then?"

"Yeah." Cordelia answered placing the containers of blood in the microwave and setting the time.

"Then why are you ruining it?"

"What?" Cordelia asked stunned.

"You. Being here. Talking to Xander. Getting hurt. It's all in your little scheme to break us up, isn't it?" Anya's voice started to rise.

"No, I have no intention of-"

"What? Ruining my wedding? I'm sorry he dumped you. But that was a long time ago. Wait-no! I'm not sorry he dumped you! Because if he didn't dump you then he wouldn't have taken me to prom, and we would never have been engaged." Anya took a moment to continue.

"So, actually. I've got to thank you!" Cordelia looked confused at Anya's quick revelation.

"Yes! Thank you! If you hadn't been such a bitch, then Xander wouldn't have cheated on you, and then we wouldn't have met!" Anya was smiling brightly and then opened the door to go,

"So thank you!" As the microwave beeped, Cordelia looked confused, but then smiled a sad smile to herself. Anya left and Cordelia took a moment and then followed.

"Two mugs of O-positive up and ready." She beamed. Handing one to Spike and the other to Angel, she apologized to Angel,

"Couldn't find any cinnamon. I know that's how you like it, but I hope you can manage without it."

"It's ok, Cordy. This is great." He smiled towards her and Buffy watched the interaction from afar. And instead of feeling jealous, she actually felt happy. She smiled to herself and nodded quietly. It was then that she realized that she was over Angel. It was then that she realized that Cordelia and Angel were happy together, whether they were *together* in the sense of dating or not, they were happy. Cordelia managed to bring a smile to Angel's face, and that's what mattered. And then she looked to Spike who was glowing over his mug of blood and she realized that she was falling for him. Hard.

So the rest of the day went by quickly as the group ate and chatted about old times some more. Cordelia with a new sense of faith in her future relationship with Angel. Angel with a hint of humor in his eye and pleasure in his heart for he was the lucky one that knew Cordelia Chase the best. And Buffy with the realization that Angel was happy, and finally, so was she.

*END CHAPTER SEVEN*

*Note: End of story? I'll go on if you want me to! Let me know if you want me to continue, or end it here! Thanks!