Four Corners

Part: 4/?
Rating: PG-13
Couples: Same as previous chapters.

Spoilers: Set in Angel around 'Billy'. Set in Buffy after 'Wrecked'.

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. The storyline was derived from the episode "Secrets and Lies" in ER. The name of the fic was taken from the episode "Four Corners" also in ER.

A/N Where'd everyone go? I lost like so many reviewers. Please review!!! I love to hear what people have to say. About this chapter, I've separated it in half as each character's POV ran a little longer than before. So this is Cordy & Angel! Oh and a note…my humor's sorta pathetic!

Chapter 4-Part One

~*~Cordelia~*~

" God they're so immature!" I responded, as I plopped onto one of the beds to observe the two vamps clash. Buffy sat next to me. Spike and Angel took their stands and then began to participate in what looked like a duel.

" They're idiots. Do they think they're impressing us?" Buffy groaned next to me.

I snickered. I had to. *Us?* Please! She *so* knows this whole thing is over *her*. She had two attractive vamps fighting over her. *Her*…*Buffy*.

"I'm the *vampire* slayer. I should really stake them shouldn't I?"

Does she *ever* let that slayer thing go?

'Ooooh…I'm the chosen one. I'm the chosen one. I'm the slayer…oooooh. Bite me!' (A/N Those Sour Skittles rock!)

I sighed. Now *I* was being immature. What was wrong with me?

A sudden wave of pain flooded through my head. Oh yeah that was it…post-vision distress.

" Uhhhh Cordy?" Buffy responded, waving her hand around my face, halting my thoughts and the faint 'slayer' mantra that was repeating in my head. She was giving me a weird look. Was I pulling a face?

" Sorry. You were saying?" I mumbled as I glanced at the two vamps clinking their swords together.

" Uhhh…forget it." Buffy replied. The two of us then shared an awkward silence.

" R-remember the last time we were stuck in a room? The two of us." Buffy asked after a while.  I looked at her and nodded.

" Homecoming. That was one hell of a night!" I recalled. That was really a day that Buffy and me sorta bonded…that and the other times I got abducted.

" Yeah. All that trouble the both of us went to and then…boom…Holly Charleston and Michelle Blake won! Those ugly bitches." I turned to her and raised my eyebrow. Someone took that loss a bit too much.

" I hate losing." Buffy clarified noticing my look and I nodded in agreement.

" Yeah…I *hated* them. But…those were the days." I responded, remembering high school, three years ago. Wow! Three years! Time went fast.

" The chilling, aggravating and…well unforgettable days." Buffy responded and I nodded, agreeing with her. I had to admit…high school was the worst time for me. With all the betrayal and apocalypse scares life wasn't good.

Not good at all.

" Those days…were *unforgettable*." I responded as my mind drifted to Angelus, Xander and my break-up and of course…Graduation Day.

" You've changed Cordy." Buffy said unexpectedly, catching me off guard.

" Huh?" I mumbled in confusion, pulled out of my thoughts. Was that a compliment? An insult?

" You've changed since high school. Changed in a *good* way. You're not the person that I knew at all." She paused as I looked at her intensely in anticipation of what insult she would hurl at me.

"I know deep down you probably have always been *this* Cordelia. I just wish I had gotten to know you better…then perhaps I could have seen this side of you sooner." Buffy replied quietly.

I was shocked. *Utterly* shocked. Buffy was not only complimenting me…she was *understanding* me.

" Wow. Thanks." I spluttered and Buffy shrugged an 'it's alright', as she looked over at our warring vampires.

" Friends?" Buffy said after a while turning to me, and extending her hand outwards for me to shake.

" Yeah. Friends." I shook on it with her.

I was *so* taking back my mocking slayer chant.

We then intently looked at our warriors, commenting on their moves now and again. I noticed something whilst we watched them.

Buffy's eyes were only on Spike.

" Buffy, gotta tell you never thought you'd be with Spike." I responded casually looking at Angel attack Spike. Buffy's head instantly spun around to me.

" I'm not *with* Spike."

" Buff, you don't have to pretend for me. Friends remember? I totally understand if you are *with* him. I get it. When you came uhhhh…back…he was probably the person you could relate to the most. He understood you, where you were…death. It's only natural to you know…*like* him. And well he's not all that bad looking either. " I stated. Buffy glared at me for minutes, processing what I had just said quietly.

Wow, could I be persuasive or what! I knew this crap worked on Angel, didn't know 'bout Buffy!

" You know, you're the first person that actually understood why I'm sorta attached to him." She finally spoke.

" See, I can be understanding."

" What has Angel done to you?!" Buffy exclaimed mockingly as I laughed. The two of us giggled for a while.

Whoa! Buffy and me…giggling together. That's a first.

" By the way Cordy, love the hair." Buffy replied after a while, turning to me. She flicked the ends of my hair.

" Thanks." I blushed.

" I've been thinkin' of cutting mine short."

" It'll look adorable on you." I stated, imagining Buffy with hair as short as mine.

" You try ever being blonde?" Buffy asked me.

" Not really. You think I'll look any good?" I responded, scrunching my face.

" You can make it work." I had to respond with my 'so-called' 100-watt smile. Or well, that's what I think I heard Angel define it to Wesley.

The two of us paused. I was smiling, not only at Buff's compliment, but at the way Buffy and me had bonded. Especially considering at one point in our lives you could have called us enemies.

I then looked over at Spike and Angel who were furiously striking each other and hurling insults towards one another.

Buffy and I had bonded…why couldn't they?

~*~Angel~*~

" Angel, man so I slept with Buffy a few times…ok a *lot of* times. Doesn't mean you gotta kill me!" Spike exclaimed as I advanced towards him with the sword in my hand. I attempted to decapitate him and he ducked.

God I hated him! Why Dru had to turn him I will never know!

" Angel!" Cordelia's voice shouted. She was yelling at me to stop attempting to assault Spike. I looked over at her and glanced at my seer for a brief moment before turning back to Spike and attacking him. I heard Cordelia sigh.

She was so going to kick my ass when we returned to L.A.

*If* we returned to L.A.

Spike was coming towards me. Uh-oh. I countered and tried to thrash his skull with my sword.

" Bloody hell!" Spike exclaimed, stumbling back a bit.

He then began to fight back. I was so regretting teaching Spike everything I had learned. I had to admit, the vamp was one hell of a fighter.

" I can't believe she allowed you to sleep with her." I proclaimed.

" Allowed me? Have you *seen* me!" Spike declared, as he extended his arms out. This left him vulnerable.

" Yeah…and frankly that hair's a bad dye job." I said as I tried to stab him, he unfortunately sidestepped my sword.

" *My* hair! What 'bout yours? Have you backed away from the gel lately? What is that, two/three tubes worth on there?" He said as he grazed his fingers on my hair.

" Don't touch the hair!" I yelled and slashed him. A slit appeared in his shirt.

" That was my favorite shirt you poof!" Spike yelled, noticing his cut shirt, and he fought back.

" Whoops." I replied mockingly.

" Why do you have it in for me? So Buffy and I slept together…what does it matter to you?"

" You're using her." I stated as I avoided a strike to my head.

" *Using* her?" Spike repeated confused, jumping away from my sword.

" Yeah.  You're using Buffy. I know the tricks you're up to. I know everything you do. Don't forget…I'm your *sire*." I responded, jabbing the broadsword near his shoulder.

" Technically Drusilla's my sire and you're wrong. I'm not *using* her. I *love* her." Spike declared, dodging the broadsword.

" Love?" I spat, hurling my body at him. What the hell was he on?

" Yeah. I love her man." Spike said as he pushed me away. He was lying. He had to be.

" Y-you can't." I stammered, as Spike caught me off guard and flung me to the ground with his feet.

" I have." Spike responded, looking down at me.

I froze.

After a small stare, Spike jumped towards me.  Once I realised he was headed for me, I quickly rolled out of his way, causing him to smack against the ground. The time we both took to get up from our sprawled positions on the floor allowed me to process what he had just admitted.

Spike was in love with Buffy.

The two of us gradually stood at the same time. We glared at each other from different corners of the room. Buffy and Cordelia, in midst of their conversation, suddenly grew quiet and looked at the two of us intently.

" It's true." I replied coldly, looking into my childe's eyes. For the first time I saw them full of something. Something I once possessed in my eyes.

Love for Buffy.

" Yes." Spike replied.

" You know I'm gonna have to kick your ass harder." I assured, my tone was dark and deep. Cordelia raised an eyebrow at me and gave me a look. One that was very familiar to me. A look that conveyed her clear message.

Don't.

I turned away from her and fixated my eyes on Spike again.

" I'm gonna hurt you a lot, Spike." I repeated.

" What? For being in love?" Spike asked. Dammit…I was really sensing sincerity from him.

" No. For being in love with *Buffy*!" I replied icily.

" Spike. Angel." Buffy interfered, but we both ignored her.

" Are you still hung over her?" Spike bit out.

" I'll always love her." I replied, simply. That was true. Part of my heart did belong to Buffy.

" That's a bunch of bull. If you've been in love with her so damn much how come you're making goo-goo eyes at the brunette over there." Spike responded.

Crap.

He noticed.

" *Me*? Puh-lease! We're friends." Cordelia retorted for me.  I turned to her, about to utter some words but something stopped me.

The tiny shred of conscience I had left…stopped me.

Damn my conscience!

I so wanted to tell Cordy right now how I felt. How I was starting to like her as more than a friend. How I wanted all that kyerumption and moira crap to happen…with *her*.

Mental note: Kill Fred!

But obviously I couldn't…somehow the timing just wasn't right.

" Angel…uhhhh…backup here!" Cordy exclaimed cutting through my thoughts. She had begun an argument with Spike.

" Yeah…we're *just* friends." I replied uncomfortably. I think I was about to sigh!

Spike was about to retort again but Buffy cut him off.

" Spike…let it go. They're *friends*."

God I was hating that word! 'Friends.'

" You might fool them Angelus, but you ain't foolin' me. I know you." Spike modestly replied.

" And I know *you*." I declared. The two of us stared at each other. The girls sighed.

" Know what. Just fight…physical suits you two better than emotional." Cordy insisted.

I snorted…gotta love her for her honesty!

I turned to her and flashed her a smile. She gave me a small smile back.

" Thanks. I was gonna get to that." I acknowledged, moving nearer to Spike. My broadsword clutched in my palm. My nemesis glared at me and responded.

" Bring it on."