Title: Sins of the Father
Author: Jedi Slayer Kimmy (angel_w_bite@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: Just playing with Joss' toys while he is busy with his new ones.
Summary: Willow discovers a secret to her past that involves one of the Angel Investigations team. Everyone one else finds out that Willow isn't exactly who she claims to be. Will it tear the Slayerettes and AI crew apart? AU
Author's note: Three chapters in a matter of a week, you lucky devils. I've also reached a milestone of 20 reviews for this story. I never thought that I would get more than 1 review followed by many flames. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and to everyone that hasn't the threat about the 'Satan-mobile' still stands. ;)
Part 6: The Bossy Seer
Cordelia was tired and angry. The past month had been a hard time for everyone. Willow had travelled down to confront Angel and all hell broke loose when everyone found out that he was her father. It seemed like a fog had settled over the hotel and they just had to wait for the weather to clear. It was starting to pick up but there was still a lot of work at hand.
Fred and Gunn had done the smart thing and taken off on a vacation together - leaving Cordelia with strict instructions not to call them unless there was an emergency or until this soap opera was over.
Wesley had taken time to help Faith reassimilate herself with the outside world. Faith's re-entrance into the world had been like letting a bird out of its cage - and this young bird relished her freedom. She had officially become a member of the Angel Investigations payroll and had spent her afternoons in the basement with Angel, Buffy, and the rest of the gang training up for the next big fight. The relationships between Faith and the others had been strained at first, but now everything was beginning to get better. She had apologized to Buffy and the others many times and now they were beginning to fit into the rapport that they had developed when she had first arrived in Sunnydale. Maybe she had a chance at redemption.
Buffy and Dawn were both on vacation so they had become permanent fixtures around the Hyperion helping out with any job that was needed. Buffy thought that it was best to stay in Los Angeles because it was likely to be the first place that Willow came back to after her little disappearing act.
When Angel wasn't with the others he had retired to his living quarters. Cordelia had caught him looking at old pictures of Willow, her younger sister and a woman, who she assumed to be Willow's mother. She had looked at the picture of the young blonde woman standing next to Angel and found that Willow's resemblance to her was astounding. It was like looking at a mirror - except for the difference in hair and eye colour. Willow had soulful, chocolate eyes like Angel. Cordelia could just imagine Willow using he big doe eyes to get whatever she wanted out of her father.
They had heard from Willow on several occasions. Cordy would be talking to Angel in his office and magically a tiny white envelope would appear out of thin air on top of the desk.
* That would be a pretty cool party trick. * Then of course there was Xander. Right now he was the biggest source of the problems that had been plaguing the hotel and its inhabitants. Xander didn't take Willow's little secret too well and did a runner all the way back to Sunnydale. She had called him on numerous occasions but she could never get more than a handful of words out of his mouth.
The others hadn't even spoken to him. They blame Willow's disappearance on the harsh words that he had directed to the young witch a few weeks ago. Cordy was fed up with the state of events and it was time for everyone to sort out there problems. She left Sunnydale to get away from all the excess baggage that was carried when you lived on the Hellmouth. Now it had come back and landed on her doorstep and she would be damned if she didn't do anything about it.
With an angry sigh, Cordelia grabbed Angel's keys of the counter and glided into the afternoon sunlight.
* Sunnydale here I come. *
A few hours later.
Cordelia arrived back at the hotel. The cool breeze whipping her hair over her face, furthering her annoyance with the day. Behind her trailed a sullen Xander Harris. His hand firmly gripped in Cordelia's, not as a sign of comfort but because she was holding it in a death grip so he wouldn't run away.
He felt like a child being dragged somewhere against his will. Cordelia's words had really cut him to the bone, that's why he was in his current predicament. He didn't want to go into the hotel but he was more afraid of what would happen if he didn't. He wasn't willing to put his friendships on the line to find out.
They walked like this until they reached the front entrance where Cordelia abruptly let go of his hand.
"So are to ready to face the music." She said as she looked at him pointedly.
" Ladies first." He replied bowing down at her with a slight smirk on his face.
The smirk was quickly wiped off his face as he saw Angel and the rest of the group standing around a figure in the lobby.
"Hello Xander." A/N 2: Sorry to leave it there guys but I really have to start my paper on Aristotle.Evil man! I'll try to get the second half of this chapter out by the end of the week.
Author: Jedi Slayer Kimmy (angel_w_bite@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: Just playing with Joss' toys while he is busy with his new ones.
Summary: Willow discovers a secret to her past that involves one of the Angel Investigations team. Everyone one else finds out that Willow isn't exactly who she claims to be. Will it tear the Slayerettes and AI crew apart? AU
Author's note: Three chapters in a matter of a week, you lucky devils. I've also reached a milestone of 20 reviews for this story. I never thought that I would get more than 1 review followed by many flames. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and to everyone that hasn't the threat about the 'Satan-mobile' still stands. ;)
Part 6: The Bossy Seer
Cordelia was tired and angry. The past month had been a hard time for everyone. Willow had travelled down to confront Angel and all hell broke loose when everyone found out that he was her father. It seemed like a fog had settled over the hotel and they just had to wait for the weather to clear. It was starting to pick up but there was still a lot of work at hand.
Fred and Gunn had done the smart thing and taken off on a vacation together - leaving Cordelia with strict instructions not to call them unless there was an emergency or until this soap opera was over.
Wesley had taken time to help Faith reassimilate herself with the outside world. Faith's re-entrance into the world had been like letting a bird out of its cage - and this young bird relished her freedom. She had officially become a member of the Angel Investigations payroll and had spent her afternoons in the basement with Angel, Buffy, and the rest of the gang training up for the next big fight. The relationships between Faith and the others had been strained at first, but now everything was beginning to get better. She had apologized to Buffy and the others many times and now they were beginning to fit into the rapport that they had developed when she had first arrived in Sunnydale. Maybe she had a chance at redemption.
Buffy and Dawn were both on vacation so they had become permanent fixtures around the Hyperion helping out with any job that was needed. Buffy thought that it was best to stay in Los Angeles because it was likely to be the first place that Willow came back to after her little disappearing act.
When Angel wasn't with the others he had retired to his living quarters. Cordelia had caught him looking at old pictures of Willow, her younger sister and a woman, who she assumed to be Willow's mother. She had looked at the picture of the young blonde woman standing next to Angel and found that Willow's resemblance to her was astounding. It was like looking at a mirror - except for the difference in hair and eye colour. Willow had soulful, chocolate eyes like Angel. Cordelia could just imagine Willow using he big doe eyes to get whatever she wanted out of her father.
They had heard from Willow on several occasions. Cordy would be talking to Angel in his office and magically a tiny white envelope would appear out of thin air on top of the desk.
* That would be a pretty cool party trick. * Then of course there was Xander. Right now he was the biggest source of the problems that had been plaguing the hotel and its inhabitants. Xander didn't take Willow's little secret too well and did a runner all the way back to Sunnydale. She had called him on numerous occasions but she could never get more than a handful of words out of his mouth.
The others hadn't even spoken to him. They blame Willow's disappearance on the harsh words that he had directed to the young witch a few weeks ago. Cordy was fed up with the state of events and it was time for everyone to sort out there problems. She left Sunnydale to get away from all the excess baggage that was carried when you lived on the Hellmouth. Now it had come back and landed on her doorstep and she would be damned if she didn't do anything about it.
With an angry sigh, Cordelia grabbed Angel's keys of the counter and glided into the afternoon sunlight.
* Sunnydale here I come. *
A few hours later.
Cordelia arrived back at the hotel. The cool breeze whipping her hair over her face, furthering her annoyance with the day. Behind her trailed a sullen Xander Harris. His hand firmly gripped in Cordelia's, not as a sign of comfort but because she was holding it in a death grip so he wouldn't run away.
He felt like a child being dragged somewhere against his will. Cordelia's words had really cut him to the bone, that's why he was in his current predicament. He didn't want to go into the hotel but he was more afraid of what would happen if he didn't. He wasn't willing to put his friendships on the line to find out.
They walked like this until they reached the front entrance where Cordelia abruptly let go of his hand.
"So are to ready to face the music." She said as she looked at him pointedly.
" Ladies first." He replied bowing down at her with a slight smirk on his face.
The smirk was quickly wiped off his face as he saw Angel and the rest of the group standing around a figure in the lobby.
"Hello Xander." A/N 2: Sorry to leave it there guys but I really have to start my paper on Aristotle.Evil man! I'll try to get the second half of this chapter out by the end of the week.
