Title: Pet, Peaches and Patches
Author: Aset
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PART TWO
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He'd called her about an hour and a half ago, and now he wished he hadn't .
'Cordy, it's me...'
It was stupid, jealous and desperate.
'If you're home, please pick up...'
She hadn't been home yet, and he knew they were still at the restaurant, but a moment he pictured her in bed with Richy. His memories fled back to her, as round as a balloon, and Wilson Christopher. He shrugged, and looked back to Connor in his arms, still crying;
He hadn't tried her cell-phone. She'd probably turned it off anyway...
'It's Connor... I don't know what's wrong with him.'
It was lame, and he knew it. Connor had caught a little cold, and the little child cried a lot. Of course Angel was worried and overprotective, and he knew Cordy was too. Connor was like her own, and she loved him. Connor's fever was down, he'd just been fed and now it was time for his diaper-change. He was doing fine, but at the time, it seemed the only right thing to do...Call Cordelia... hearing her voice...
'He keeps on crying... I've already fed him, his fever's down...I....I don't know what... Cordy, please call me when you get home..'
*-*-*
She sighed, took up her purse and car-keys and left her apartment behind, heading for the Hyperion. Angel had sound really concerned, and after all, it was Connor!
'You're lucky, buster, that Richy is too much a gentleman to take advantage of a girl...' she said, getting behind the wheel.
When she arrived at the Hyperion, she was surprised to find it in complete darkness, all lights turned off. She lit a lamp and made her way upstairs, to Angel's room.
-*-*-*-
'Ray!' she cried, cradling the now lifeless body against her. His blood, dripping out of the stabwounds on his chest, and from the two tiny holes in his neck, coloured her skirt. It didn't really matter, she didn't care.
They seemed normal when they'd arrived. Casual, like the others before them, until Ray had asked them about the money.
'No money, no ring' he'd told them.
'Show us the ring first...'
And that's exactly what Ray'd done. They they'd attacked him. She'd seen the shining of the metal before it disappeared into Ray's body, making him scream, as blood changed the colour of his shirt. Then they'd knocked him out, and took the ring. Gilly had yelled, and she'd gotten a fist too. She'd laid there, in the corner, unconscious for a couple of minutes, then she saw the two men, hanging over Ray. But they weren't men anymore. Gruesome creatures of the night with long sharp teeth, yellow eyes and deformed foreheads. A clocking sound as they lowered over Ray's neck, blood dripping from their mouths.
'Let's go' One of them said when he'd seen Gilly had regained consciousness..
'And the girl?'
'just leave her...'
Ray was lying on the carpet, dead. They'd taken the ring, together with her lover's life. Gilly started to cry...
*-*-*
'Hey' he said as he heard her enter the room, 'he's asleep now' He looked down to his son, sleeping on his chest. He was sitting in his chair, somewhat sloughed, with a sleeping baby, drooling a little on his naked chest.
'Adorable' she thought, and at the same time she was mad. Connor was fine, she on the other hand was tired...so very tired.
'What was wrong?' she tried to sound not to angry, and honestly, she couldn't. Not at Angel, not when it concerned a sick little Connor.
'I don't know I guess he was just tired' Angel looked at Cordy, beautiful as ever, then he added, 'and missing you'
She started to smile a little. 'Touché' Angel thought.
'Or maybe he's growing a teeth' he said.
'Angel...he's only 5 months old' she sighed as she went to sit down on the bed.
'Could you...put him in his bed? I'm starting to get a cramp' he asked as he gave her one of his melt-down-puppy-dog-looks.
She smiled and took the sleeping child form his father's chest. Angel repressed his urge to purr when he felt her fingers running across his chest, scooping the baby up into her loving arms, pressing his against her warm, pounding chest.
'You're tired' he said as he saw her yawn, stepping away from the cradle.
She nodded, then said, 'I'm going home now'
'is...is Richard still there?'
'he just dropped me off at hoe after our dinner' she said in a monotone voice, followed by another yawn.
'You can stay here tonight if you want to' he said, it's not sage to drive like that'
'I'll be fine, Angel'
but he'd already turned to his closed, pulling out some big T-shirt.
'Here' he said a bit sheepish
'What is this?'
'A shirt... you know... to sleep in... for you'
'Dork!' she thought, but didn't want to argue. She was too tired, and accepted Angel's offer to spend the night.
*-*-*-*
Richard sighed as he went to sit down in front of the TV, a can of beer in his hands. He just came from under the shower, regretting not accepting Cordy's offer to spend the night. He'd really fallen for her, but didn't want to rush, and besides 'never mix business with your private life' he thought as he switched channels, finally stopping by some documentary on Baroque artists in Flanders in the 16th and 17th century.
He nipped of his beer as images of paintings of Rubens appeared, and went away again , then he picked up his phone, dialling a number he knew by heart..
'Yeah, Boss, it's me.everything's going according to plan. she's practically eating out of my hand.'
-*-*-*-
Her eyes fluttered open, quickly closing again, seeing the light in the room. She grumbled, and opened them again, and rubbed them as she stretched out. It wasn't the light that had woken her up, it had been Connor's laugher. He was still in his cradle, watching his father make funny faces.
She smiled too. Normally she could have grumble some more and turned around, trying to get some more sleep, but this was Connor, cute as usual, and Angel, dorkish as usual, and really sweet playing with his child.
Angel took Connor out of his crib, taking him over to the bad.
'Look who's finally awake!' he said, dropping Connor in her arms; The little boy giggled., 'Good morning' Angel said, pressing a quick kiss on her cheek. She started to blush.
'This isn't Angel..' she thought, 'Angel kissed me!'
'Eggs for breakfast?' He asked before disappearing into the bathroom.
'Fine' she said, turning her attention to the baby in her arms.
She could hear the water running in the bathroom, and a couple of moments later, Angel came out, wearing sweatpants, his chest still naked, his hair still dripping; He quickly made his way over to the closet, taking out a T- shirt. He smiled at her.
'Forgotten' he said somewhat sheepishly before making his way downstairs, leaving his male scent filling the room.
'Is he hitting on me?' Cordy asked herself as she lifted Connor up, and got out of bed. 'No, it can't be!.He's my best friend'
She put Connor back into his crib, while she disappeared into the bathroom to get dressed. Then picked up little Connor again, and started making her way downstairs too.
-*-*-*
'Amazing' he said as he looked at the light reflecting in the stone.
'Yes.it's an.exclusive trinket'
'How much?'
'Like I said, 50 grands'
'50?!?'
'Just think of all the possibilies.It's a bargain.' the other man, dressed in expensive Italian designer clothes said, sitting down in front of his 'client', talking the ring and putting it away in a box.
'And it has got the powers?'
'That's just a matter of time now. I'm telling you.Give it a week, two week tops, then it'll be fully restored'
'I'll give you 25'
'50 is the prize, take it, or leave it' He didn't want to dispute about the prize. He know what the ring was capable of, or would be really soon, and he knew the man in front of him needed it.
'40'
'49'
'45'
'47'
'deal' the man who named himself Raoul said as he shook the man's hand. It was still a whole lot of money but 3 grands less was 3 grands less.
Raoul stood up and started walking towards the door.
'Expect me in tow weeks. you've got it at full-power-mode, and I'll have your money' he said before leaving.
*-*-*
When she came downstairs, she could hear him humming. Connor laughed as he recognised his father's voice, finally getting go of Cordy's necklace, reaching for the hair this time. Cordy's shriek, mostly out of surprise, made Angel turn away form the pan with eggs, greeting his seer and son with a brilliant smile.
Even now it was a bit weird to her, seeing Angel smile. Sometimes it made her think Angelus had returned, but that thought would usually fade as quickly as it came. She just loved to see him smile. His LA-sincere- smile, often only for her and Connor to see. She wondered if he'd smiled like this in Sunnydale. She remembered how he'd laughed when she told him some stories about her and Devon, but that was - now she knew- only out of politeness. She was a friend of Buffy, his grand amour, and he wanted, needed to be nice. She'd been waiting for Devon, singer of Dingoes Ate My Baby, Cordy's boyfriend at the time, and he'd been at the Bronze too, as always waiting for Buffy.
Cordy smiled. How naïve she'd been at the time.She could've had any man she wanted at that time, and had had a crush on Angel. no. no crush.. he was just more male meat. pretty male meat, and taken.by a little Slayer.
It wasn't a secret Cordy didn't really like the little blonde, and maybe her crush on Angel was just a way of setting her title as Boyslayer. Buffy may knew how to dust vamps, and kill slimy demons, but she ruled as datingqueen. She was the heartbreaker of Sunnydale High, the girl boys dream about, the one they'd do anything for, if only she'd look at them. She'd been determined at the time to add the salty goodness of the mysteryman that was Angel to her list of conquers. Then Xander 'happened', then LA. And now she found herself crushing on Angel, for real , she realised. She loved being in love, but this was different.this was really different. This was Angel! Her best friend! And more, she was seeing someone now. a rich handsome rich sweet rich guy. She even got a ring.
'Good morning to you too' she said, entering the kitchen, handing a crawling Connor to his dad.
She wanted to gasp when she felt his cold fingers touching her hand, even though it was for only a second, but she didn't. She'd got used to it now. She smiled at him, grabbing a plate, taking some eggs and went to sit at the table.
'Yummy' She said, her mouth still half-filled with Angel's cooking.
'You like it?' he asked as he went to sit down, little Connor on his lap.
'I've said so before, you're quite the cook for someone on a liquid diet'
A little smile played briefly on his lips. She got a little smile on his face! It had faded away quickly, but that was okay. this was Angel. It was special enough he'd smiled, but it had been sincere.
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A/N: :o) hope you like it so far. I finally know where this is gonna go. *Smiling brightly *. But it may take a (long) while before I can write some more. I've got re-exams, and I really need to study some more now, how much I regret that.
Anyway, reviews are always welcome ;o) ! as is a bèta!
I'd like to make this story a little cross-over with Buffy, although that isn't really necessary. But I love to see Buffy and the Scoobies react on present Angel and Cordy and the relationship those two share (friends or even more). So please let me know what you guys think. Bring the Sunnydale gang in it or not? (I'm not a Buffy-hater, so don't really expect BuffyBash here, just don't like to think of possible B/A in the future. That's got to be A/C!!! But B/A in the past is okay by me ;o) )
Greets,
Aset :o)
Author: Aset
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-*-*-*-
PART TWO
*-*-*-*
He'd called her about an hour and a half ago, and now he wished he hadn't .
'Cordy, it's me...'
It was stupid, jealous and desperate.
'If you're home, please pick up...'
She hadn't been home yet, and he knew they were still at the restaurant, but a moment he pictured her in bed with Richy. His memories fled back to her, as round as a balloon, and Wilson Christopher. He shrugged, and looked back to Connor in his arms, still crying;
He hadn't tried her cell-phone. She'd probably turned it off anyway...
'It's Connor... I don't know what's wrong with him.'
It was lame, and he knew it. Connor had caught a little cold, and the little child cried a lot. Of course Angel was worried and overprotective, and he knew Cordy was too. Connor was like her own, and she loved him. Connor's fever was down, he'd just been fed and now it was time for his diaper-change. He was doing fine, but at the time, it seemed the only right thing to do...Call Cordelia... hearing her voice...
'He keeps on crying... I've already fed him, his fever's down...I....I don't know what... Cordy, please call me when you get home..'
*-*-*
She sighed, took up her purse and car-keys and left her apartment behind, heading for the Hyperion. Angel had sound really concerned, and after all, it was Connor!
'You're lucky, buster, that Richy is too much a gentleman to take advantage of a girl...' she said, getting behind the wheel.
When she arrived at the Hyperion, she was surprised to find it in complete darkness, all lights turned off. She lit a lamp and made her way upstairs, to Angel's room.
-*-*-*-
'Ray!' she cried, cradling the now lifeless body against her. His blood, dripping out of the stabwounds on his chest, and from the two tiny holes in his neck, coloured her skirt. It didn't really matter, she didn't care.
They seemed normal when they'd arrived. Casual, like the others before them, until Ray had asked them about the money.
'No money, no ring' he'd told them.
'Show us the ring first...'
And that's exactly what Ray'd done. They they'd attacked him. She'd seen the shining of the metal before it disappeared into Ray's body, making him scream, as blood changed the colour of his shirt. Then they'd knocked him out, and took the ring. Gilly had yelled, and she'd gotten a fist too. She'd laid there, in the corner, unconscious for a couple of minutes, then she saw the two men, hanging over Ray. But they weren't men anymore. Gruesome creatures of the night with long sharp teeth, yellow eyes and deformed foreheads. A clocking sound as they lowered over Ray's neck, blood dripping from their mouths.
'Let's go' One of them said when he'd seen Gilly had regained consciousness..
'And the girl?'
'just leave her...'
Ray was lying on the carpet, dead. They'd taken the ring, together with her lover's life. Gilly started to cry...
*-*-*
'Hey' he said as he heard her enter the room, 'he's asleep now' He looked down to his son, sleeping on his chest. He was sitting in his chair, somewhat sloughed, with a sleeping baby, drooling a little on his naked chest.
'Adorable' she thought, and at the same time she was mad. Connor was fine, she on the other hand was tired...so very tired.
'What was wrong?' she tried to sound not to angry, and honestly, she couldn't. Not at Angel, not when it concerned a sick little Connor.
'I don't know I guess he was just tired' Angel looked at Cordy, beautiful as ever, then he added, 'and missing you'
She started to smile a little. 'Touché' Angel thought.
'Or maybe he's growing a teeth' he said.
'Angel...he's only 5 months old' she sighed as she went to sit down on the bed.
'Could you...put him in his bed? I'm starting to get a cramp' he asked as he gave her one of his melt-down-puppy-dog-looks.
She smiled and took the sleeping child form his father's chest. Angel repressed his urge to purr when he felt her fingers running across his chest, scooping the baby up into her loving arms, pressing his against her warm, pounding chest.
'You're tired' he said as he saw her yawn, stepping away from the cradle.
She nodded, then said, 'I'm going home now'
'is...is Richard still there?'
'he just dropped me off at hoe after our dinner' she said in a monotone voice, followed by another yawn.
'You can stay here tonight if you want to' he said, it's not sage to drive like that'
'I'll be fine, Angel'
but he'd already turned to his closed, pulling out some big T-shirt.
'Here' he said a bit sheepish
'What is this?'
'A shirt... you know... to sleep in... for you'
'Dork!' she thought, but didn't want to argue. She was too tired, and accepted Angel's offer to spend the night.
*-*-*-*
Richard sighed as he went to sit down in front of the TV, a can of beer in his hands. He just came from under the shower, regretting not accepting Cordy's offer to spend the night. He'd really fallen for her, but didn't want to rush, and besides 'never mix business with your private life' he thought as he switched channels, finally stopping by some documentary on Baroque artists in Flanders in the 16th and 17th century.
He nipped of his beer as images of paintings of Rubens appeared, and went away again , then he picked up his phone, dialling a number he knew by heart..
'Yeah, Boss, it's me.everything's going according to plan. she's practically eating out of my hand.'
-*-*-*-
Her eyes fluttered open, quickly closing again, seeing the light in the room. She grumbled, and opened them again, and rubbed them as she stretched out. It wasn't the light that had woken her up, it had been Connor's laugher. He was still in his cradle, watching his father make funny faces.
She smiled too. Normally she could have grumble some more and turned around, trying to get some more sleep, but this was Connor, cute as usual, and Angel, dorkish as usual, and really sweet playing with his child.
Angel took Connor out of his crib, taking him over to the bad.
'Look who's finally awake!' he said, dropping Connor in her arms; The little boy giggled., 'Good morning' Angel said, pressing a quick kiss on her cheek. She started to blush.
'This isn't Angel..' she thought, 'Angel kissed me!'
'Eggs for breakfast?' He asked before disappearing into the bathroom.
'Fine' she said, turning her attention to the baby in her arms.
She could hear the water running in the bathroom, and a couple of moments later, Angel came out, wearing sweatpants, his chest still naked, his hair still dripping; He quickly made his way over to the closet, taking out a T- shirt. He smiled at her.
'Forgotten' he said somewhat sheepishly before making his way downstairs, leaving his male scent filling the room.
'Is he hitting on me?' Cordy asked herself as she lifted Connor up, and got out of bed. 'No, it can't be!.He's my best friend'
She put Connor back into his crib, while she disappeared into the bathroom to get dressed. Then picked up little Connor again, and started making her way downstairs too.
-*-*-*
'Amazing' he said as he looked at the light reflecting in the stone.
'Yes.it's an.exclusive trinket'
'How much?'
'Like I said, 50 grands'
'50?!?'
'Just think of all the possibilies.It's a bargain.' the other man, dressed in expensive Italian designer clothes said, sitting down in front of his 'client', talking the ring and putting it away in a box.
'And it has got the powers?'
'That's just a matter of time now. I'm telling you.Give it a week, two week tops, then it'll be fully restored'
'I'll give you 25'
'50 is the prize, take it, or leave it' He didn't want to dispute about the prize. He know what the ring was capable of, or would be really soon, and he knew the man in front of him needed it.
'40'
'49'
'45'
'47'
'deal' the man who named himself Raoul said as he shook the man's hand. It was still a whole lot of money but 3 grands less was 3 grands less.
Raoul stood up and started walking towards the door.
'Expect me in tow weeks. you've got it at full-power-mode, and I'll have your money' he said before leaving.
*-*-*
When she came downstairs, she could hear him humming. Connor laughed as he recognised his father's voice, finally getting go of Cordy's necklace, reaching for the hair this time. Cordy's shriek, mostly out of surprise, made Angel turn away form the pan with eggs, greeting his seer and son with a brilliant smile.
Even now it was a bit weird to her, seeing Angel smile. Sometimes it made her think Angelus had returned, but that thought would usually fade as quickly as it came. She just loved to see him smile. His LA-sincere- smile, often only for her and Connor to see. She wondered if he'd smiled like this in Sunnydale. She remembered how he'd laughed when she told him some stories about her and Devon, but that was - now she knew- only out of politeness. She was a friend of Buffy, his grand amour, and he wanted, needed to be nice. She'd been waiting for Devon, singer of Dingoes Ate My Baby, Cordy's boyfriend at the time, and he'd been at the Bronze too, as always waiting for Buffy.
Cordy smiled. How naïve she'd been at the time.She could've had any man she wanted at that time, and had had a crush on Angel. no. no crush.. he was just more male meat. pretty male meat, and taken.by a little Slayer.
It wasn't a secret Cordy didn't really like the little blonde, and maybe her crush on Angel was just a way of setting her title as Boyslayer. Buffy may knew how to dust vamps, and kill slimy demons, but she ruled as datingqueen. She was the heartbreaker of Sunnydale High, the girl boys dream about, the one they'd do anything for, if only she'd look at them. She'd been determined at the time to add the salty goodness of the mysteryman that was Angel to her list of conquers. Then Xander 'happened', then LA. And now she found herself crushing on Angel, for real , she realised. She loved being in love, but this was different.this was really different. This was Angel! Her best friend! And more, she was seeing someone now. a rich handsome rich sweet rich guy. She even got a ring.
'Good morning to you too' she said, entering the kitchen, handing a crawling Connor to his dad.
She wanted to gasp when she felt his cold fingers touching her hand, even though it was for only a second, but she didn't. She'd got used to it now. She smiled at him, grabbing a plate, taking some eggs and went to sit at the table.
'Yummy' She said, her mouth still half-filled with Angel's cooking.
'You like it?' he asked as he went to sit down, little Connor on his lap.
'I've said so before, you're quite the cook for someone on a liquid diet'
A little smile played briefly on his lips. She got a little smile on his face! It had faded away quickly, but that was okay. this was Angel. It was special enough he'd smiled, but it had been sincere.
*-*-*-*
A/N: :o) hope you like it so far. I finally know where this is gonna go. *Smiling brightly *. But it may take a (long) while before I can write some more. I've got re-exams, and I really need to study some more now, how much I regret that.
Anyway, reviews are always welcome ;o) ! as is a bèta!
I'd like to make this story a little cross-over with Buffy, although that isn't really necessary. But I love to see Buffy and the Scoobies react on present Angel and Cordy and the relationship those two share (friends or even more). So please let me know what you guys think. Bring the Sunnydale gang in it or not? (I'm not a Buffy-hater, so don't really expect BuffyBash here, just don't like to think of possible B/A in the future. That's got to be A/C!!! But B/A in the past is okay by me ;o) )
Greets,
Aset :o)