"Cor-" Angel walked into the apartment and stopped dead just inside the
door. He couldn't sense her; he couldn't hear her and he couldn't smell
her.
She had already left. He was half an hour too late. Half an hour to late to tell his best friend that he loved her. Half an hour to late to let her know he cared. Slumping on her sofa he held his head in his hands. The tears wouldn't come for him, it was his own fault and he didn't deserve to feel any less pain, any less heartbreak.
As if it was a sign, a post it flew towards him, and hit him surprisingly hard on the forehead. Realising that it wasn't his imagination, he tore it off and read its contents.
SHES GONE TO SUNNYDALE TO LAY SOME THINGS TO REST! SHE SAID IT'S THE ONLY WAY SHE CAN LEAVE! SHE LEFT HALF AN HOUR AGO! GO AFTER HER!
Angel stood as quickly as his legs would let him and ran to his car, leaving the door to Cordelia's apartment swaying after him.
"Thanks Dennis." The ghost heard him call and with an invisible smile Dennis passed through the wall back into his room.
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Cordelia stepped onto the bus handing her ticket to the driver and as if on impulse she looked back but she found nothing only an older lady boarding the bus behind her. She hurried to the middle of the bus and sat down. As the bus pulled out of its station she gave L.A one last glance and as tears rolled down her cheeks she allowed herself to cry.
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Welcome to Sunnydale
Angel passed the sign almost trying to ignore the fact he was back in the hell mouth. He had formed a plan in his mind.
Find Cordelia. Head back to L.A. No ties. No talks. No bonds. No demons. No arguments. No past. Just Cordelia.
It was a plan. Admittedly on his behalf it wasn't a good plan yet it was a plan all the same. And it was a plan that had kept him from staking himself during the long journey to a town where he had loved, lost and been sent to hell all in one day.
During his drive he had been trying to decide how to actually find Cordelia and in the end he had settled on heading straight for Buffy's place. Jumping out of his car he headed straight for the porch and knocked sharply on the door. There was no answer and impatiently he knocked again, except this time it was for longer.
A light switched on and the cold dark night was flooded with the lamps glare. A small figure looked up at Angel in surprise.
"Angel?"
"Hello Dawn is Buffy in?" Angel asked hurriedly aware that the girl was unsure whether or not to invite him in.
"Yeah, she's upstairs, BUFFY!!!"
"Thanks." Angel whispered placing his hands behind his back and clutching his fingers together.
"Dawn?" he heard a voice call, "What's the matter?"
"Buffy you've got a visitor."
"If its Spike you can tell him that he can start using the back door, he's been invited in enough tim- Angel."
"Hello Buffy long time no see." Angel said watching the petite blonde run towards the door from the staircase, and embracing him in a hug.
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Cordelia stood at the door of a house, clutching her bag and uncertainly wavered, finally she knocked and heard an array of voices shouting various comments.
"Come in."
"Door's unlocked."
Cordelia hesitated and then pushed open the door. She glanced around the room and saw Xander, Giles and some other guy with his back to her, crowded around the TV.
Xander turned and gave her a smile, "Hi Cordelia." He turned back to the TV and then with a gasp turned back to face her. "Cordelia? What are you doing here?"
"Cordelia?" Giles said rushing to her with a worried expression on his face.
"Hey Barbie." The unknown male said standing and sitting on the arm of the chair.
"Hi Xander, Giles, Spike. Spike?" Cordelia replied slightly shocked.
"Oh," Giles replied, "He's incompetent."
"Hey, I'm not incompetent, I just have a chip, but believe me I'm not Incompetent." Spike said with a growl.
"Yeah whatever, so he has a chip and now he helps us, kills demons and stuff, blahdy bladhy blah.moving on, to you in particular? What are you doing here Queen C?" Xander finished for the watcher, while Spike gave him a rather dirty look.
"I...I'm just here on vacation." Cordelia said quickly flinching at the tone in which Xander used her high school nickname; "I was wondering Giles, whether I could stay with you for a couple of days?"
"Erm." Giles stuttered unsure.
"Of course you can Barbie." Spike said giving Giles a look that said 'shut up, ill explain later'.
With a wink a the boys he grabbed her bag and led her to Giles' spare room leaving an astonished Xander staring after his high school girlfriend.
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So Angel what are you doing in Sunnydale?" Willow asked the vampire settling into the couch opposite from where he and Buffy were sat.
"Oh well Cord-" he looked at Buffy's inquiring face and wondered what to say next he carried on slowly, "-elia came down on business so I came to make sure she was safe." There. He'd explained, it wasn't entirely untrue, yet it wasn't completely honest, but he couldn't find Cordelia while being questioned by Buffy, so it seemed the simplest way.
"So Miss High And Mighty Chase is back in Sunnydale." Buffy sniggered, "That's no surprise."
"Buffy!" Willow said seeing Angels face as her friend scorned Cordelia.
"What? It isn't, she was never going to make it in L.A, I'm surprised she's lasted as long as she has."
"Actually Cordelia still works with me in L.A, she's excellent at her job and as Willow will tell you, a lot of things have changed."
"Cordelia Chase, Change, Pfft yeah right.."
"Buffy!" Willow repeated firmly.
"Actually." Angel replied, "She has."
He watched Buffy's face incredulously frown, "Your kidding?"
"No, ask Willow she knows." Angel said smiling at the redheaded witch.
"Willow?" Buffy asked.
Willow nodded silently and looked at her friend, "She's changed Buffy, she's changed a lot. She's different from when she was at high school, she's. she's even my friend now."
"Your friend? Okay.I'm going to have to see it to believe it." Buffy stated.
"Well I was hoping you might say that," Angel began, "You see I came here, because I cant actually find her."
She had already left. He was half an hour too late. Half an hour to late to tell his best friend that he loved her. Half an hour to late to let her know he cared. Slumping on her sofa he held his head in his hands. The tears wouldn't come for him, it was his own fault and he didn't deserve to feel any less pain, any less heartbreak.
As if it was a sign, a post it flew towards him, and hit him surprisingly hard on the forehead. Realising that it wasn't his imagination, he tore it off and read its contents.
SHES GONE TO SUNNYDALE TO LAY SOME THINGS TO REST! SHE SAID IT'S THE ONLY WAY SHE CAN LEAVE! SHE LEFT HALF AN HOUR AGO! GO AFTER HER!
Angel stood as quickly as his legs would let him and ran to his car, leaving the door to Cordelia's apartment swaying after him.
"Thanks Dennis." The ghost heard him call and with an invisible smile Dennis passed through the wall back into his room.
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Cordelia stepped onto the bus handing her ticket to the driver and as if on impulse she looked back but she found nothing only an older lady boarding the bus behind her. She hurried to the middle of the bus and sat down. As the bus pulled out of its station she gave L.A one last glance and as tears rolled down her cheeks she allowed herself to cry.
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Welcome to Sunnydale
Angel passed the sign almost trying to ignore the fact he was back in the hell mouth. He had formed a plan in his mind.
Find Cordelia. Head back to L.A. No ties. No talks. No bonds. No demons. No arguments. No past. Just Cordelia.
It was a plan. Admittedly on his behalf it wasn't a good plan yet it was a plan all the same. And it was a plan that had kept him from staking himself during the long journey to a town where he had loved, lost and been sent to hell all in one day.
During his drive he had been trying to decide how to actually find Cordelia and in the end he had settled on heading straight for Buffy's place. Jumping out of his car he headed straight for the porch and knocked sharply on the door. There was no answer and impatiently he knocked again, except this time it was for longer.
A light switched on and the cold dark night was flooded with the lamps glare. A small figure looked up at Angel in surprise.
"Angel?"
"Hello Dawn is Buffy in?" Angel asked hurriedly aware that the girl was unsure whether or not to invite him in.
"Yeah, she's upstairs, BUFFY!!!"
"Thanks." Angel whispered placing his hands behind his back and clutching his fingers together.
"Dawn?" he heard a voice call, "What's the matter?"
"Buffy you've got a visitor."
"If its Spike you can tell him that he can start using the back door, he's been invited in enough tim- Angel."
"Hello Buffy long time no see." Angel said watching the petite blonde run towards the door from the staircase, and embracing him in a hug.
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Cordelia stood at the door of a house, clutching her bag and uncertainly wavered, finally she knocked and heard an array of voices shouting various comments.
"Come in."
"Door's unlocked."
Cordelia hesitated and then pushed open the door. She glanced around the room and saw Xander, Giles and some other guy with his back to her, crowded around the TV.
Xander turned and gave her a smile, "Hi Cordelia." He turned back to the TV and then with a gasp turned back to face her. "Cordelia? What are you doing here?"
"Cordelia?" Giles said rushing to her with a worried expression on his face.
"Hey Barbie." The unknown male said standing and sitting on the arm of the chair.
"Hi Xander, Giles, Spike. Spike?" Cordelia replied slightly shocked.
"Oh," Giles replied, "He's incompetent."
"Hey, I'm not incompetent, I just have a chip, but believe me I'm not Incompetent." Spike said with a growl.
"Yeah whatever, so he has a chip and now he helps us, kills demons and stuff, blahdy bladhy blah.moving on, to you in particular? What are you doing here Queen C?" Xander finished for the watcher, while Spike gave him a rather dirty look.
"I...I'm just here on vacation." Cordelia said quickly flinching at the tone in which Xander used her high school nickname; "I was wondering Giles, whether I could stay with you for a couple of days?"
"Erm." Giles stuttered unsure.
"Of course you can Barbie." Spike said giving Giles a look that said 'shut up, ill explain later'.
With a wink a the boys he grabbed her bag and led her to Giles' spare room leaving an astonished Xander staring after his high school girlfriend.
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So Angel what are you doing in Sunnydale?" Willow asked the vampire settling into the couch opposite from where he and Buffy were sat.
"Oh well Cord-" he looked at Buffy's inquiring face and wondered what to say next he carried on slowly, "-elia came down on business so I came to make sure she was safe." There. He'd explained, it wasn't entirely untrue, yet it wasn't completely honest, but he couldn't find Cordelia while being questioned by Buffy, so it seemed the simplest way.
"So Miss High And Mighty Chase is back in Sunnydale." Buffy sniggered, "That's no surprise."
"Buffy!" Willow said seeing Angels face as her friend scorned Cordelia.
"What? It isn't, she was never going to make it in L.A, I'm surprised she's lasted as long as she has."
"Actually Cordelia still works with me in L.A, she's excellent at her job and as Willow will tell you, a lot of things have changed."
"Cordelia Chase, Change, Pfft yeah right.."
"Buffy!" Willow repeated firmly.
"Actually." Angel replied, "She has."
He watched Buffy's face incredulously frown, "Your kidding?"
"No, ask Willow she knows." Angel said smiling at the redheaded witch.
"Willow?" Buffy asked.
Willow nodded silently and looked at her friend, "She's changed Buffy, she's changed a lot. She's different from when she was at high school, she's. she's even my friend now."
"Your friend? Okay.I'm going to have to see it to believe it." Buffy stated.
"Well I was hoping you might say that," Angel began, "You see I came here, because I cant actually find her."