Chapter 6 – 'Give Me More Drugs!'
Everything was set, the crib looked perfect in the corner of Angels' room, with additional blue ribbons tied to the posts. Despite the non-sunshine rule of Angels room Cordelia had managed to brighten it up with pictures of beaches and repainting the walls a rich deep red with splashes of gold and a leather chair in one corner and Angels faithful rocking chair still in his "watching corner" where he still retreated to after a night of demon hunting to watch her sleep. A baby change cabinet stood by the wall, near the crib, with various cuddly toys that the Gang had bought for her baby shower. They were organised. In the cabinet were unlimited baby grows, a years worth of diapers sat next to the cabinet. Numerous pairs of booties and cardigans had been bought in various shades of blue and the traditional pram sat in the corner. Yep this was going to be a baby that wanted for nothing. Cordelia proudly scanned the room. Her hand rested on her now wide stomach. She was expecting any day now and the worry and fear hadn't been helping her settle. When Angel was away on missions this is where she waited. She felt safe here like it was her solitude. Nobody was home tonight, they were all out fighting was hoped to be the end of this apocalypse. It wasn't before time. She had had to endure Buffys silence and snubs for three months and in her own home. Since Dennis and Cordelia had moved out of her apartment she had been surround by Buffy and the rest of the Scobbies. Spike had joined them a month ago when Cordelia stopped slaying on Angel's orders. She took one last look at the room and started towards the door. She felt a wet sensation down her leg and looked down to see her cream trousers soaked through. She cursed heavily to herself before doubling over as the first contraction hit.
At The Battle Field
Angel felt the pain rip through his abdomen. He looked down, there was nothing there but a few scratches, nothing to cause him the intense pain he was feeling. It ended and he carried on fighting. He had two large, spiky faced demons, they kind of reminded him of Doyle in demon form except uglier and smelt even worse, were matching him hit for hit and neither was getting the upper hand. He fought on, the nagging feeling in the back of his head never leaving him. Wesley had dusted countless Vampires but they were still lagging behind. Buffy had two Vampires and another spiky demon on her. Willow and Tara sat in a trance in the corner with Giles chanting in time with them. Spike seemed to be enjoying himself with his two demons and a railroad spike. Being chipped left him with a lot of pent up anger and not surprisingly kept calling his demons Buffy and Harmony. Angel bent over double again as another wave hit him, more powerful than the last. He ducked down as one of the demons prepared to relieve Angel's body of his head and instead decapitated his fellow demon and looked in surprise of where Angel had gone. It passed as quickly as it came but Angel felt as if he couldn't take much more
At The Hotel:
Cordelia crawled her way to the bed, the last contraction bringing her to her knees. She was starting to understand why women complained so much about childbirth. This would teach her never to be a vessel for the Powers children again…she hoped. As she hosted herself onto the bed, she groped for the phone. She tried Angels cell phone but it was switched off. She screamed obscenities at the phone before hanging up and trying another number: 999!
"Hello, which service do you require?" The patient voice asked on the other end.
"Well I think you better give me an ambulance." Cordelia muttered sarcastically down the phone, gritting her teeth as another contraction hit.
"Address please."
"What is this? A cab firm? I'm at the Hybrion Hotel in the LA finance district."
"What's your name?"
"Cordelia Chase. I am having a baby here so is this going to take long?"
"Right Miss Chase, your ambulance is on its way, are you privately insured?"
"Yes I am. I have a room booked at Cedars Sanai. I am in some serious need of painkillers here." Cordelia cried out as another contraction hit. She gripped the pillow hard as if it was Angel's head beneath her hands.
"It's OK Miss Chase. I know what it's like I have two myself. Now I need you to take deep breathes and after five or so, pant."
Cordelia followed her instructions for five minutes as two more contractions hit. "I can't do this. I sound like a dog on heat here." She moaned again.
"How far apart are the contractions?" The woman on the other end asked.
"I don't know about every one to two minutes. Hold on they said at Anti-natal classes that that meant the baby was coming. I am NOT having this baby here. I want a nice white room with comfy sheets and drugs…yes lots of drug. Nice nummy drugs. Where are the doctors?" Cordelia cried.
"They are nearly there. Are you in the reception of the hotel?"
"No I am on the first floor in room 155. I don't think I can make it to the lobby. God I am going to kill Angel when he gets here."
The woman on the other end of the line laughed. "Is that your husband? Don't worry mine wasn't there either. He passed out when he felt the first contraction. I broke his fingers!"
"Angel is my boyfriend. Well this is his one and only child so if he misses it, bully for him." The woman laughed again and listened as Cordelia took in a deep breath. "Thank-you. The doctors are here now."
She hung up the phone and almost kissed the doctor as he offered her gas. He took her pulse and felt around on Cordelia's stomach. "Right miss Chase, do you have a bag packed?" Cordelia pointed to the bag in a navy holdall sitting in the corner, refusing to remove the gas from her mouth. They helped her stand and put her in a wheel chair. Cordelia directed them, through a series of murmurs, to the old service elevator. As they moved her into the ambulance she cursed Angel for what be the last time that night.
At The Battle Site:
Wesley looked worriedly at his friend as he constantly bent over in pain. The strength of the demons seemed to be dissipating at every moment. Spike and Buffy were still battling their demons but apart from that everyone looked to be on OK state.
"Angel, what is happening to you?" Wesley shouted, shaking Angel by the shoulders
Angel looked up at him with an even paler face. "I think Cordelia is having the baby. The midwives told us it would hurt like this. She's the one having the baby, why do I get the pain?"
"Guy's, um…Angel says that Cordelia is having the baby now so if we could…um…"
"Wesley if you gave me a hand here then maybe Cordelia's baby will have a world to come into yeah." Buffy had no sooner muttered the words than the demons disappeared.
"Bloody Hell. I was just beginning to have some fun there." Spike muttered. "Bloody Slayer and your big gob."
A bickering match started between Spike and Buffy as Angel ran for the car, Wesley in hot pursuit.
"Angel, what just happened there?" Wesley shouted as they ran across the barren wasteland.
"I think I just became a daddy!" He shouted back.
Everything was set, the crib looked perfect in the corner of Angels' room, with additional blue ribbons tied to the posts. Despite the non-sunshine rule of Angels room Cordelia had managed to brighten it up with pictures of beaches and repainting the walls a rich deep red with splashes of gold and a leather chair in one corner and Angels faithful rocking chair still in his "watching corner" where he still retreated to after a night of demon hunting to watch her sleep. A baby change cabinet stood by the wall, near the crib, with various cuddly toys that the Gang had bought for her baby shower. They were organised. In the cabinet were unlimited baby grows, a years worth of diapers sat next to the cabinet. Numerous pairs of booties and cardigans had been bought in various shades of blue and the traditional pram sat in the corner. Yep this was going to be a baby that wanted for nothing. Cordelia proudly scanned the room. Her hand rested on her now wide stomach. She was expecting any day now and the worry and fear hadn't been helping her settle. When Angel was away on missions this is where she waited. She felt safe here like it was her solitude. Nobody was home tonight, they were all out fighting was hoped to be the end of this apocalypse. It wasn't before time. She had had to endure Buffys silence and snubs for three months and in her own home. Since Dennis and Cordelia had moved out of her apartment she had been surround by Buffy and the rest of the Scobbies. Spike had joined them a month ago when Cordelia stopped slaying on Angel's orders. She took one last look at the room and started towards the door. She felt a wet sensation down her leg and looked down to see her cream trousers soaked through. She cursed heavily to herself before doubling over as the first contraction hit.
At The Battle Field
Angel felt the pain rip through his abdomen. He looked down, there was nothing there but a few scratches, nothing to cause him the intense pain he was feeling. It ended and he carried on fighting. He had two large, spiky faced demons, they kind of reminded him of Doyle in demon form except uglier and smelt even worse, were matching him hit for hit and neither was getting the upper hand. He fought on, the nagging feeling in the back of his head never leaving him. Wesley had dusted countless Vampires but they were still lagging behind. Buffy had two Vampires and another spiky demon on her. Willow and Tara sat in a trance in the corner with Giles chanting in time with them. Spike seemed to be enjoying himself with his two demons and a railroad spike. Being chipped left him with a lot of pent up anger and not surprisingly kept calling his demons Buffy and Harmony. Angel bent over double again as another wave hit him, more powerful than the last. He ducked down as one of the demons prepared to relieve Angel's body of his head and instead decapitated his fellow demon and looked in surprise of where Angel had gone. It passed as quickly as it came but Angel felt as if he couldn't take much more
At The Hotel:
Cordelia crawled her way to the bed, the last contraction bringing her to her knees. She was starting to understand why women complained so much about childbirth. This would teach her never to be a vessel for the Powers children again…she hoped. As she hosted herself onto the bed, she groped for the phone. She tried Angels cell phone but it was switched off. She screamed obscenities at the phone before hanging up and trying another number: 999!
"Hello, which service do you require?" The patient voice asked on the other end.
"Well I think you better give me an ambulance." Cordelia muttered sarcastically down the phone, gritting her teeth as another contraction hit.
"Address please."
"What is this? A cab firm? I'm at the Hybrion Hotel in the LA finance district."
"What's your name?"
"Cordelia Chase. I am having a baby here so is this going to take long?"
"Right Miss Chase, your ambulance is on its way, are you privately insured?"
"Yes I am. I have a room booked at Cedars Sanai. I am in some serious need of painkillers here." Cordelia cried out as another contraction hit. She gripped the pillow hard as if it was Angel's head beneath her hands.
"It's OK Miss Chase. I know what it's like I have two myself. Now I need you to take deep breathes and after five or so, pant."
Cordelia followed her instructions for five minutes as two more contractions hit. "I can't do this. I sound like a dog on heat here." She moaned again.
"How far apart are the contractions?" The woman on the other end asked.
"I don't know about every one to two minutes. Hold on they said at Anti-natal classes that that meant the baby was coming. I am NOT having this baby here. I want a nice white room with comfy sheets and drugs…yes lots of drug. Nice nummy drugs. Where are the doctors?" Cordelia cried.
"They are nearly there. Are you in the reception of the hotel?"
"No I am on the first floor in room 155. I don't think I can make it to the lobby. God I am going to kill Angel when he gets here."
The woman on the other end of the line laughed. "Is that your husband? Don't worry mine wasn't there either. He passed out when he felt the first contraction. I broke his fingers!"
"Angel is my boyfriend. Well this is his one and only child so if he misses it, bully for him." The woman laughed again and listened as Cordelia took in a deep breath. "Thank-you. The doctors are here now."
She hung up the phone and almost kissed the doctor as he offered her gas. He took her pulse and felt around on Cordelia's stomach. "Right miss Chase, do you have a bag packed?" Cordelia pointed to the bag in a navy holdall sitting in the corner, refusing to remove the gas from her mouth. They helped her stand and put her in a wheel chair. Cordelia directed them, through a series of murmurs, to the old service elevator. As they moved her into the ambulance she cursed Angel for what be the last time that night.
At The Battle Site:
Wesley looked worriedly at his friend as he constantly bent over in pain. The strength of the demons seemed to be dissipating at every moment. Spike and Buffy were still battling their demons but apart from that everyone looked to be on OK state.
"Angel, what is happening to you?" Wesley shouted, shaking Angel by the shoulders
Angel looked up at him with an even paler face. "I think Cordelia is having the baby. The midwives told us it would hurt like this. She's the one having the baby, why do I get the pain?"
"Guy's, um…Angel says that Cordelia is having the baby now so if we could…um…"
"Wesley if you gave me a hand here then maybe Cordelia's baby will have a world to come into yeah." Buffy had no sooner muttered the words than the demons disappeared.
"Bloody Hell. I was just beginning to have some fun there." Spike muttered. "Bloody Slayer and your big gob."
A bickering match started between Spike and Buffy as Angel ran for the car, Wesley in hot pursuit.
"Angel, what just happened there?" Wesley shouted as they ran across the barren wasteland.
"I think I just became a daddy!" He shouted back.