Now that I'm not working on a million stories all at once - hey, wait, I am, but this is the main one - I'm devoting a little more time to my Angelfics. So, welcome to my crazy world and I hope you enjoy your stay.
[Disclaimer: If Joss created it, I don't own it]
Babyshowers at the Hellmouth
Chapter Seven
by Adele Elisabeth
Spike entered the Magic Box, sullenly. Niamh's bright eyes sparkled with mischief, and she inquired innocently, "Feeling all right, Spike?"
He glared at her, downing about seven painkillers.
Buffy edged her way closer to Spike. She was having a hard time deciding who to be jealous of - Cordelia or Niamh. In the end, she'd decided Niamh. It wasn't like she could make Angel and Cordelia get a divorce or anything. She had a better chance with Spike.
This did not go unnoticed, and Niamh reacted in her own special way. Spike had sat himself on the counter, and Niamh came and sat down on the other side of him, lying on her tummy with her head in his lap, propped up on her hands.
Buffy glared.
"Now," Giles started uncomfortably, "we think we have an idea of what's going on. Darla's found out about Angel and Cordelia's baby, and the reasons for it. Evidently, she thinks she can use it for her own purposes." He frowned. "You may not wish to hear this, Cordelia."
Cordy took a deep breath, and Angel's arm tightened around her waist. "I'm staying." She stated firmly after a few moments of deliberation.
"They plan to kidnap Cordelia, and keep her around until the baby is eating solids. After that, they'll kill her."
Anger flared in Angel's eyes, and even Spike looked pretty pissed at the idea. He had begun to call Cordy 'Grandma' to piss her off, but it was an affectionate term. She took him seriously, didn't mind that he was a vampire, and had even been known recently to prepare him some blood. She was used to it, she told him, from making Angel's. Now that she didn't need to anymore, she sort of missed the routine.
"Where'd you find all this out?" Wesley asked. He, too, looked angered by the idea, and had also just arrived. He'd been looking for information somewhere else.
"Buffy captured one of the vampires, rather than staking it." Giles' expression was grim. "We staked it once it told us what we needed to know."
"I don't care how you know, I want to know what else you know and what the hell we're doing about it." Cordy's voice was getting shrill.
"We know also that they'll raise your child until he or she is 16, and then turn him or her. They plan to make the child of good into an evil to rival Angelus." Giles looked somber, and the mood was 'Let's go kill anything that would lay hands on Cordy'. Well, that was the mood from Angel, Spike, Niamh, and Wesley. Everyone else just looked generally pissed at the idea, not specifically worried about Cordy. Niamh had made friends with Cordy quickly, and therefore did not want anything happening to her.
Buffy was filing her nails.
They'd fortified the Magic Box with spells, and kept Cordy in the back, the training room. They'd curtained off an area for her, and there was a makeshift bed. The group took turns at keeping watch, while Buffy, Angel, Spike and Niamh went patrolling.
Cordy came into the main area of the shop and eased into a seat at the table, next to Wesley.
"Cordelia, you should be in the back." Wesley told her without looking up.
"I know. And boredom's no excuse. So how about lonesomeness? I'm very lonesome back there. Nobody to talk to." She graced him with a hopeful smile. Once Angel had been bumped up to 'lover', Wesley had been given the title of 'best friend'. And it was well deserved, too. "Besides, the spells and all that are to protect the -whole shop-. You told me that."
"So I did." Wesley sighed.
"So I can stay here?"
"All right." The ex-watcher gave in, and was pulled into an impulsive hug.
"You're the best, Wes."
***
Next chapter, the kidnappers make an appearance...
Will Cordy be kidnapped?
Will Buffy ever get over herself?
Will anyone give a shit if Buffy dies (again)?
I'll love you forever if you review,
Adele Elisabeth
[Disclaimer: If Joss created it, I don't own it]
Babyshowers at the Hellmouth
Chapter Seven
by Adele Elisabeth
Spike entered the Magic Box, sullenly. Niamh's bright eyes sparkled with mischief, and she inquired innocently, "Feeling all right, Spike?"
He glared at her, downing about seven painkillers.
Buffy edged her way closer to Spike. She was having a hard time deciding who to be jealous of - Cordelia or Niamh. In the end, she'd decided Niamh. It wasn't like she could make Angel and Cordelia get a divorce or anything. She had a better chance with Spike.
This did not go unnoticed, and Niamh reacted in her own special way. Spike had sat himself on the counter, and Niamh came and sat down on the other side of him, lying on her tummy with her head in his lap, propped up on her hands.
Buffy glared.
"Now," Giles started uncomfortably, "we think we have an idea of what's going on. Darla's found out about Angel and Cordelia's baby, and the reasons for it. Evidently, she thinks she can use it for her own purposes." He frowned. "You may not wish to hear this, Cordelia."
Cordy took a deep breath, and Angel's arm tightened around her waist. "I'm staying." She stated firmly after a few moments of deliberation.
"They plan to kidnap Cordelia, and keep her around until the baby is eating solids. After that, they'll kill her."
Anger flared in Angel's eyes, and even Spike looked pretty pissed at the idea. He had begun to call Cordy 'Grandma' to piss her off, but it was an affectionate term. She took him seriously, didn't mind that he was a vampire, and had even been known recently to prepare him some blood. She was used to it, she told him, from making Angel's. Now that she didn't need to anymore, she sort of missed the routine.
"Where'd you find all this out?" Wesley asked. He, too, looked angered by the idea, and had also just arrived. He'd been looking for information somewhere else.
"Buffy captured one of the vampires, rather than staking it." Giles' expression was grim. "We staked it once it told us what we needed to know."
"I don't care how you know, I want to know what else you know and what the hell we're doing about it." Cordy's voice was getting shrill.
"We know also that they'll raise your child until he or she is 16, and then turn him or her. They plan to make the child of good into an evil to rival Angelus." Giles looked somber, and the mood was 'Let's go kill anything that would lay hands on Cordy'. Well, that was the mood from Angel, Spike, Niamh, and Wesley. Everyone else just looked generally pissed at the idea, not specifically worried about Cordy. Niamh had made friends with Cordy quickly, and therefore did not want anything happening to her.
Buffy was filing her nails.
They'd fortified the Magic Box with spells, and kept Cordy in the back, the training room. They'd curtained off an area for her, and there was a makeshift bed. The group took turns at keeping watch, while Buffy, Angel, Spike and Niamh went patrolling.
Cordy came into the main area of the shop and eased into a seat at the table, next to Wesley.
"Cordelia, you should be in the back." Wesley told her without looking up.
"I know. And boredom's no excuse. So how about lonesomeness? I'm very lonesome back there. Nobody to talk to." She graced him with a hopeful smile. Once Angel had been bumped up to 'lover', Wesley had been given the title of 'best friend'. And it was well deserved, too. "Besides, the spells and all that are to protect the -whole shop-. You told me that."
"So I did." Wesley sighed.
"So I can stay here?"
"All right." The ex-watcher gave in, and was pulled into an impulsive hug.
"You're the best, Wes."
***
Next chapter, the kidnappers make an appearance...
Will Cordy be kidnapped?
Will Buffy ever get over herself?
Will anyone give a shit if Buffy dies (again)?
I'll love you forever if you review,
Adele Elisabeth