CORDY
IN
LOVE
NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though). They belong to the WB. They are WB characters alone. I know Fred use to be into the whole drug thing and Angel use to be a big bad boy. Give me a break. I'm trying to deal with typical teenage issues. And NEVER do drugs or liquor! I don't care how old you are. Stay away from them. They'll kill you! That is all.
Summary: When Cordy gets back to the hotel she tells everyone what she's seen. That's not all she tells, though.
CHAPTER 11
Gunn, Lorne, Fred, and Angel were all sitting in the hotel living room. Connor was upstairs sulking (like any other humiliated teen).
"I hope he's okay," said Angel.
"I hope he can move tomorrow," said Gunn. He and Gunn busted up with laughter.
"Come on, guys. It wasn't that funny," said Fred. But she started to laugh, too. Even Angel joined in.
"The nipper had it coming," said Lorne. "And I was just thinking about something."
"What's up?" asked Gunn.
"If I wanted to be around drunken, psycho teens I would have just stayed in Vegas," the demon replied.
"Good one," said Angel. Then Cordelia walked in.
"Guys, I have news," she said. Connor had also walked up. He was standing outside the doorway peering in.
"What's going on, Cordy?" asked Fred.
"I was at Leslie's house and well, Mr. Brooke was pretty harsh. He slapped her down hard and the verbal abuse was even harder than that."
"Verbal and physical abuse. That sounds awful," said Fred.
"How long do you think this has been going on?" asked Angel. Connor walked in then.
"What do you mean Leslie gets abused?"
"Connor, cool it," said Cordy.
"No. This is all you guys' fault. If you wouldn't have opened your big mouths then this would have happened," said Connor.
"Connor, wait a sec," said Angel.
"No! Just leave me alone!" the teen snapped. He left the living room angrily.
"Well, wasn't that sweet? I quit this night. I'm going to bed," said Gunn.
"Me, too," said Fred. The couple left out of the living room, too.
"So? Whose up for monopoly?" Lorne asked, looking at Cordy and Angel.
"Uh, no," said Angel.
"You're a drag," said Lorne, walking out.
Cordy looked at Angel. She had been eyeing him ever since she'd gotten her memory back.
"Angel, can I talk to you?" the blonde asked.
"Yeah, sure."
Angel and Cordy went over to a corner of the room. Cordelia released a sigh.
"I think I finally figured out what I wanted to tell you that night we disappeared."
"What is it, Cordy?"
She didn't say anything. Instead she started to kiss him. Angel didn't know anything to do but kiss back. They leaned against the wall in their own personal lip lock. Soon they released each other's lips.
"Okay. That was something," said Angel.
"I'll say," Cordy agreed.
"So what does this mean?"
"What do you think, silly?"
"We're together?"
"Answer me this. Do you love me, too?" asked Cordy.
"Of course. I love you, Cordelia Chase," said Angel.
"Good answer. Okay, we're together." They immediately started to make out again.
NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though). They belong to the WB. They are WB characters alone. I know Fred use to be into the whole drug thing and Angel use to be a big bad boy. Give me a break. I'm trying to deal with typical teenage issues. And NEVER do drugs or liquor! I don't care how old you are. Stay away from them. They'll kill you! That is all.
Summary: When Cordy gets back to the hotel she tells everyone what she's seen. That's not all she tells, though.
CHAPTER 11
Gunn, Lorne, Fred, and Angel were all sitting in the hotel living room. Connor was upstairs sulking (like any other humiliated teen).
"I hope he's okay," said Angel.
"I hope he can move tomorrow," said Gunn. He and Gunn busted up with laughter.
"Come on, guys. It wasn't that funny," said Fred. But she started to laugh, too. Even Angel joined in.
"The nipper had it coming," said Lorne. "And I was just thinking about something."
"What's up?" asked Gunn.
"If I wanted to be around drunken, psycho teens I would have just stayed in Vegas," the demon replied.
"Good one," said Angel. Then Cordelia walked in.
"Guys, I have news," she said. Connor had also walked up. He was standing outside the doorway peering in.
"What's going on, Cordy?" asked Fred.
"I was at Leslie's house and well, Mr. Brooke was pretty harsh. He slapped her down hard and the verbal abuse was even harder than that."
"Verbal and physical abuse. That sounds awful," said Fred.
"How long do you think this has been going on?" asked Angel. Connor walked in then.
"What do you mean Leslie gets abused?"
"Connor, cool it," said Cordy.
"No. This is all you guys' fault. If you wouldn't have opened your big mouths then this would have happened," said Connor.
"Connor, wait a sec," said Angel.
"No! Just leave me alone!" the teen snapped. He left the living room angrily.
"Well, wasn't that sweet? I quit this night. I'm going to bed," said Gunn.
"Me, too," said Fred. The couple left out of the living room, too.
"So? Whose up for monopoly?" Lorne asked, looking at Cordy and Angel.
"Uh, no," said Angel.
"You're a drag," said Lorne, walking out.
Cordy looked at Angel. She had been eyeing him ever since she'd gotten her memory back.
"Angel, can I talk to you?" the blonde asked.
"Yeah, sure."
Angel and Cordy went over to a corner of the room. Cordelia released a sigh.
"I think I finally figured out what I wanted to tell you that night we disappeared."
"What is it, Cordy?"
She didn't say anything. Instead she started to kiss him. Angel didn't know anything to do but kiss back. They leaned against the wall in their own personal lip lock. Soon they released each other's lips.
"Okay. That was something," said Angel.
"I'll say," Cordy agreed.
"So what does this mean?"
"What do you think, silly?"
"We're together?"
"Answer me this. Do you love me, too?" asked Cordy.
"Of course. I love you, Cordelia Chase," said Angel.
"Good answer. Okay, we're together." They immediately started to make out again.