Title: Pet, Peaches and Patches
Author: Aset
A/N: big THANKS to my great bèta *smiling very brightly*
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PART FOUR
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'Cor, prepare him a room.' Angel said in a sweet, yet demanding voice.
'What?' she asked, astounded.
'Prepare him a room...please?'
'Yes, I got that, but What?!? I understand you two are like family, well...sort of...but last time I checked, you two didn't like each other, and he was ready to kill you for that stupid ring!' Cordy was still speechless, or so to speak
'Cor...'
'Angel...He's a bloodsucking fiend! And unlike you, he hasn't got a soul'
'Cordy, he won't hurt us!'
'Oh, it's not me I'm worried about...' she started,
'Well, there's a change.' Spike interrupted her.
'Shut up!' both Cordelia and Angel shouted.
'I mean...we know how to use a steak... Connor doesn't.' She said as she slowly walked up to Angel, stroking the cheeks of the sleeping child in his arms.
'No, but Spike can't...'
'I won't touch the boy. Promise.' Spike said
'He's got a chip.' Angel reminded Cordy as he threw yet another victorious glance in Spike's direction. 'Can't harm people.'
Spike let him have his fun, even though he felt like telling them all right there the chip wasn't a problem anymore...
'Oh...Good...But if I see you even thinking about hurting Connor... you're dust and that's also a promise.' she said.
'Cor...Room?' Angel pleaded.
'Fine! Fine.' she said as she walked up to the stairs, 'But I don't see why we can't put him in a hotel...' she added
'This is a hotel.' Angel said softly in his defence, but she'd already left.
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The tavern was almost empty, even though it was only around 11. A couple of men were sitting at the bar, a beer in front of each of them.
Gilly sighed and looked over to Gunn, as Fred babbled on. The guy didn't seem bothered by his friend's never-ending tirade.
Gilly was, always had been ever since she and her parents had moved and Fred had become her new neighbour, bothered by the girl's chatter.
In a way she'd always envied Fred. She was smart, way smarter then she was, and when Fred had left for LA, she was like the town-hero. When she'd left, no one seemed to care, no one seemed to notice.
Next point to be jealous of Fred at the time was her parents: nice, loving, caring people, always a smile on their face. Her parents ...Well...there was her father... drunk, most of the time, and mom had been out of the picture since she was five. Her stepmother never cared about her, only she and her son, Matthew, mattered... and daddy's money.
It hadn't been the best years back there in Texas, but she never gave up hope. LA promised to be better; a new chance, a new life. But that soon turned out to be an illusion, another disappointment in her young life. She took up her soda and drank as she returned to Fred's monologue. She was talking bout some new weapon she'd designed, and then changed the subject to this new website...
Gilly sighed again...this was going to be a long, long night...
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Only five minutes later Cordelia was back downstairs. She found Spike eyeing Connor, asleep in his crib. Angel was nowhere to be found.
'You're back soon.' the vampire said, his eyes never leaving Connor.
'Well I've got an elsewhere to be.' She said, putting down her purse, 'Richard is picking me up in five minutes.' She said, a radiant smile on her face.
'Richard?'
She nodded, showing him the ring shining on her finger. 'Richard Groenenbergh, son of the president of Groenenbergh inc., and. my boyfriend'
'And daddy to the little one?' Spike guessed
'Who? Oh, no! Angel is jealous enough as it is... Where is he anyway?'
'In the office...jealous?'
'Uhuh...'
'Why should he be jealous if he isn't the father?'
'What?!' Cordy turned to him, a large question mark spread over her face
'The baby...Your son...who's the father?'
And Cordy's question mark got bigger....
'Angel told me I didn't know him so...'Spike continued
'Excuse me? Did he tell you he was MY son?' She was flattered, no denial there, but it's not the sort of thing you just go lie about. She might be some kind of mother to him, but Angel was his father, his real father!
'Uhu...' Spike said, tickling Connor's cheeks.
'Angel!' Cordelia yelled. 'Angel!'
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Author: Aset
A/N: big THANKS to my great bèta *smiling very brightly*
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PART FOUR
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'Cor, prepare him a room.' Angel said in a sweet, yet demanding voice.
'What?' she asked, astounded.
'Prepare him a room...please?'
'Yes, I got that, but What?!? I understand you two are like family, well...sort of...but last time I checked, you two didn't like each other, and he was ready to kill you for that stupid ring!' Cordy was still speechless, or so to speak
'Cor...'
'Angel...He's a bloodsucking fiend! And unlike you, he hasn't got a soul'
'Cordy, he won't hurt us!'
'Oh, it's not me I'm worried about...' she started,
'Well, there's a change.' Spike interrupted her.
'Shut up!' both Cordelia and Angel shouted.
'I mean...we know how to use a steak... Connor doesn't.' She said as she slowly walked up to Angel, stroking the cheeks of the sleeping child in his arms.
'No, but Spike can't...'
'I won't touch the boy. Promise.' Spike said
'He's got a chip.' Angel reminded Cordy as he threw yet another victorious glance in Spike's direction. 'Can't harm people.'
Spike let him have his fun, even though he felt like telling them all right there the chip wasn't a problem anymore...
'Oh...Good...But if I see you even thinking about hurting Connor... you're dust and that's also a promise.' she said.
'Cor...Room?' Angel pleaded.
'Fine! Fine.' she said as she walked up to the stairs, 'But I don't see why we can't put him in a hotel...' she added
'This is a hotel.' Angel said softly in his defence, but she'd already left.
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The tavern was almost empty, even though it was only around 11. A couple of men were sitting at the bar, a beer in front of each of them.
Gilly sighed and looked over to Gunn, as Fred babbled on. The guy didn't seem bothered by his friend's never-ending tirade.
Gilly was, always had been ever since she and her parents had moved and Fred had become her new neighbour, bothered by the girl's chatter.
In a way she'd always envied Fred. She was smart, way smarter then she was, and when Fred had left for LA, she was like the town-hero. When she'd left, no one seemed to care, no one seemed to notice.
Next point to be jealous of Fred at the time was her parents: nice, loving, caring people, always a smile on their face. Her parents ...Well...there was her father... drunk, most of the time, and mom had been out of the picture since she was five. Her stepmother never cared about her, only she and her son, Matthew, mattered... and daddy's money.
It hadn't been the best years back there in Texas, but she never gave up hope. LA promised to be better; a new chance, a new life. But that soon turned out to be an illusion, another disappointment in her young life. She took up her soda and drank as she returned to Fred's monologue. She was talking bout some new weapon she'd designed, and then changed the subject to this new website...
Gilly sighed again...this was going to be a long, long night...
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Only five minutes later Cordelia was back downstairs. She found Spike eyeing Connor, asleep in his crib. Angel was nowhere to be found.
'You're back soon.' the vampire said, his eyes never leaving Connor.
'Well I've got an elsewhere to be.' She said, putting down her purse, 'Richard is picking me up in five minutes.' She said, a radiant smile on her face.
'Richard?'
She nodded, showing him the ring shining on her finger. 'Richard Groenenbergh, son of the president of Groenenbergh inc., and. my boyfriend'
'And daddy to the little one?' Spike guessed
'Who? Oh, no! Angel is jealous enough as it is... Where is he anyway?'
'In the office...jealous?'
'Uhuh...'
'Why should he be jealous if he isn't the father?'
'What?!' Cordy turned to him, a large question mark spread over her face
'The baby...Your son...who's the father?'
And Cordy's question mark got bigger....
'Angel told me I didn't know him so...'Spike continued
'Excuse me? Did he tell you he was MY son?' She was flattered, no denial there, but it's not the sort of thing you just go lie about. She might be some kind of mother to him, but Angel was his father, his real father!
'Uhu...' Spike said, tickling Connor's cheeks.
'Angel!' Cordelia yelled. 'Angel!'
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