***Blah. Had writers block for a teeny while. I have decided on the
ending now, but I have promised Angel and Cordelia fluffiness, so here it
is.
If you read and review I will love you forever and ever! And I know I said
no Wesley but tough!
And By the way, obviously none of the characters are mine, or Conner would never have turned up. And ROF would NEVER have happened. But anyway, don't sue me, I'm young and broke.***
SECRETS Chapter 5
"Wesley! Please! You might feel like you can't tell me, but you're one of my best friends and I love you Wesley, and I'm worried, really worried. Now tell me please, should I be worried?" Cordelia asked, gently taking Wesley's hands and squeezing them.
Very reluctantly, Wesley looked up at her and gazed into her deep brown eyes. The rumbling in his chest was so painful. He had two choices, he could tell her or he could suck her soul out of her body. But he didn't want to do any of them.
"Cordelia. I received some bad news this morning from England. It's my grandfather. He's in hospital." Wesley said with a shuddering breath. He could hardly believe he was using his grandfather as an excuse, it seemed so wrong to lie about his health.
"Oh Wesley! I'm so sorry! I had no idea! And I was yelling at you just now, I'm sorry. I had no idea, I hope he's going to be ok Wes; I know what it's like to lose someone you love. When I was fifteen my grandma passed away. Don't be ashamed to cry Wes, it's ok. I'm here for you ok? If you want to talk, or just need some company don't hesitate to come to me."
Her speech made him feel worse. How could he even think about sucking her soul? She was such a wonderful person. And her words were so comforting. He hated this so much. The way she offered her support and help, when just a few seconds earlier he had been debating whether or not to destroy her or not.
"Thank you Cordelia for this. But I'm going to go to England. Be with my family," If Cordelia believed this she had to be stupid, she knew about the deep hatred for his father. "They said on the phone he might not make it. I'll go there and say my goodbyes." Wesley said shakily, his eyes beginning to brim. He didn't want to die, not yet. Now he thought about it, he didn't want to leave yet. It was too soon. He hadn't spent enough time on the planet yet.
She smiled encouragingly.
"I understand. Call if you need anything." She assured him. Weakly patting his shoulder. She was a little surprised when he hugged her and grasped her tightly.
"Cordelia, you are an amazing woman and Angel is a very lucky man. Give my love to everyone." Wesley said into her hair.
"Um.. Ok Wes." Cordelia said, slightly alarmed.
They walked together to the door. Wesley informed Cordelia of his plan to travel to England that very night, he didn't mention when he'd be back.
"Take as long as you need." Cordelia told him. "And I'll see you in a couple of weeks or something."
When the door shut Wesley closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. All his energy was draining. All he wanted to do was cry. He could hardly believe this was happening to him. He wanted to ask for help, but something held him back, that damned soul snatcher. He was letting it take over him. He wasn't going to give in to its desires. He'd rather die than hurt his friends. He had to stop the constant nagging. He had to stay away from the only people who had any chance of saving him.
Cordelia looked up sleepily. Someone was pounding on her door. She yawned and forced herself to stand up. She hadn't realized she'd fallen asleep.
"All right all right!" She growled and stumbled over to the door.
Her tired face perked up when Angel was revealed.
"Hey you." She said warmly and pulled himself inside.
"I managed to get back here without Fred and Gunn suspecting." Angel boasted.
"And they call themselves Private Investigators?" Cordelia snorted.
"Apparently," Angel murmured and finally he snaked his hands around her waist and kissed her.
She sighed in contentment and kissed him back. The passion was too much and she couldn't stand anymore and they both tumbled back onto the couch together.
"I love you Angel," Cordelia gasped, breaking away for a second. Angel just smiled at her and tugged impatiently at her dressing gown. "Hey! Don't you love me too?" She complained.
"Yuh huh!" He assured her and managed to get the dressing gown of her. She giggled and started kissing him again.
That's when the phone rang.
"Ignore it." Angel ordered. For a while Cordelia obeyed but the ringing wasn't letting up. Finally, the recorded machine message started.
"Hi! Cordelia and Dennis here! Um, leave a message and if I like you I'll call you back...Dennis? How do I make the beep thing? Wait, is this thing still on? Oh fuck it."
"Hey Cordy! It's me, Fred! I know you're there. Can you please pick up? It's kind of important! Please Cordy! Cordelia. Pick up. Please pick up. I'm not going anywhere." Fred's chirpy voice sounded.
Angel and Cordelia groaned simultaneously.
"Ok, can you just get Angel for me? I know he's there too. And believe me, he will want to know this." Fred continued.
"I'll go see what she wants." Angel grumbled.
"Hurry back!"
She didn't have to tell him that. Walking to the phone, Angel found himself thinking how lucky he was. He had never met anyone quite like Cordelia. He couldn't believe someone like her would be with someone like him. If she wanted too, Cordelia could have any man in LA. But she had picked him, and that astounded him.
"Fred?" Angel snapped impatiently.
A few minutes later he returned back to Cordelia.
"Apparently the important thing wasn't so important at all. They said something about trying to set us up with some people, they weren't making a whole lot of sense, and I said we'd see them tomorrow. Now where-" Angel stopped and a goofy smile appeared on his lips. Cordelia was lying on the couch sound asleep.
He gently picked her up and took her into her room, curling up around her. She stirred a little and snuggled closer to him.
When Angel and Cordelia entered the hotel the next morning, Fred and Gunn were already up, sipping coffee and manning the phones.
"Hey Angel, I didn't here you come in last night." Fred said.
"I slept on Cordelia's couch." Angel lied. The more he lied, the better he got. In fact, he was such an accomplished liar he doubted if anyone noticed anymore.
"How'd you get back here? It's day." Gunn noted.
"I hid in the trunk."
"Classy."
"What was all that on the phone last night?" Angel inquired. Fred and Gunn exchanged smirks.
"For Cordelia." Fred explained. "I've noticed that you haven't been getting out much, so Charles asked his friend Damien if he'd like to come bowling with us. And I said I'd bring you!"
"Fred! I'm too busy for guys! Besides, I DON'T need you too set me up, and I don't bowl." Cordelia objected with a scowl.
"Oh Cordy! Don't be so silly! You'll love Damien. Well, not love, at least not straight away! I promise we'll have fun!"
"Yeah, bowling. Sounds exciting!" Cordelia said sarcastically.
"Give us one good reason why you can't come. It's bowling, for one night! It won't even last two hours!" Gunn chimed in.
"Hey guys, lay off her! If she doesn't want to go, then she doesn't have too!" Angel argued on Cordelia's behalf.
"Angel, no offence, but I don't think this concerns you." Fred said.
She looked at him, as if she was daring him to tell her that actually, it did concern him, as he was involved with Cordelia. But of course she didn't know anything about that.
"Sorry." Angel mumbled and shuffled away. He was actually rather worried. What if Cordelia couldn't get out of it and she went and this Damian guy turned out to be some sort of super guy? Angel knew he was nothing special. He couldn't stand losing Cordelia.
A while later, Cordelia approached him.
"I couldn't get out of it! They keep asking me why not and what I'm going to do if I don't go." Cordelia said. Shooting a dirty glance at Gunn.
"Fine." Angel said, fairly coldly.
"What's the matter with you? I'm going as a friend. Nothings going to happen!"
"What if you really like him?" Angel asked, in a voice that reminded Cordelia of a lost little child. She laughed.
"Since when did you become so insecure? Angel honey, don't worry about it! How could I ever even think about anyone else when I have you?" She reassured him and rose up on her tiptoes and planted kiss on him. He returned the kiss.
Someone coughed and they broke away quickly. But Gunn was looking at a book and didn't seem to have seen anything. Of course, they didn't notice the smirk on his lips.
"We should really be more careful." Cordelia whispered.
"Ok. We will."
Later that day, and Fred informed her co-workers that it was vital Cordelia left early to get ready.
"Don't have too much fun." Angel warned her.
"Don't fret gorgeous. I promise I'll be bored and grumpy all night."
"All night? You're going to be gone all night!" Angel yelped.
"Calm down! I'll miss you okay? Now go and brood for a while!" Cordelia said with a bright smile and quickly pecked him on the cheek.
"Well Dennis? Marks out of ten?" Cordelia asked, twirling around. She hadn't tried to hard. In fact, her effort had been minimal. But she still managed to look beautiful in jeans and one shouldered red top.
There was a knock at the door and Cordelia walked over to answer it. She decided she'd be friendly, but in no way lead Damien on. It wasn't fair.
"Wesley!" Cordelia gasped when she saw him. "What are yo doing here?"
He looked terrible. His face pale and gaunt and his hair hung limply around his face. He was a mess, and only a day ago he had looked so attractive. His eyes were darting madly and his fingers were spread over his knees. He looked so uneasy.
"Wesley? What's going on?" Cordelia asked shaking her head. They sat back on the couch like they had last time.
"I'm sorry Cordelia. But I can't take this pain anymore." Wesley said hoarsely and edged closer to her.
"Wesley." She said warningly. Then he jumped on her, pinning her down. "Wesley! Wesley stop it! Don't!" She yelled and wriggled furiously beneath him. She didn't know what to think. What the hell was he doing? Surely he wasn't going to rape her? Tears cascaded down her cheeks.
"I'm so sorry!" He said between sobs and then clamped his mouth round hers.
Cordelia felt like she was going to be sick, something inside her was been drawn out. It hurt like hell as it was pulled up her gullet. She couldn't speak or scream, she had to bear the pain.
Eventually Wesley got off her, gasping for breath.
"Wesley!" Cordelia gasped, her hair a mess and her eyes rolling, it hurt so much. "What have you done?"
***Ok, so I couldn't resist keeping Wesley out. R&R Please!!!! Big thanks to everyone who reviewed! Especially insane1 and Daisy who have reviewed MORE THAN ONCE! Take a leaf outta their book people!***
And By the way, obviously none of the characters are mine, or Conner would never have turned up. And ROF would NEVER have happened. But anyway, don't sue me, I'm young and broke.***
SECRETS Chapter 5
"Wesley! Please! You might feel like you can't tell me, but you're one of my best friends and I love you Wesley, and I'm worried, really worried. Now tell me please, should I be worried?" Cordelia asked, gently taking Wesley's hands and squeezing them.
Very reluctantly, Wesley looked up at her and gazed into her deep brown eyes. The rumbling in his chest was so painful. He had two choices, he could tell her or he could suck her soul out of her body. But he didn't want to do any of them.
"Cordelia. I received some bad news this morning from England. It's my grandfather. He's in hospital." Wesley said with a shuddering breath. He could hardly believe he was using his grandfather as an excuse, it seemed so wrong to lie about his health.
"Oh Wesley! I'm so sorry! I had no idea! And I was yelling at you just now, I'm sorry. I had no idea, I hope he's going to be ok Wes; I know what it's like to lose someone you love. When I was fifteen my grandma passed away. Don't be ashamed to cry Wes, it's ok. I'm here for you ok? If you want to talk, or just need some company don't hesitate to come to me."
Her speech made him feel worse. How could he even think about sucking her soul? She was such a wonderful person. And her words were so comforting. He hated this so much. The way she offered her support and help, when just a few seconds earlier he had been debating whether or not to destroy her or not.
"Thank you Cordelia for this. But I'm going to go to England. Be with my family," If Cordelia believed this she had to be stupid, she knew about the deep hatred for his father. "They said on the phone he might not make it. I'll go there and say my goodbyes." Wesley said shakily, his eyes beginning to brim. He didn't want to die, not yet. Now he thought about it, he didn't want to leave yet. It was too soon. He hadn't spent enough time on the planet yet.
She smiled encouragingly.
"I understand. Call if you need anything." She assured him. Weakly patting his shoulder. She was a little surprised when he hugged her and grasped her tightly.
"Cordelia, you are an amazing woman and Angel is a very lucky man. Give my love to everyone." Wesley said into her hair.
"Um.. Ok Wes." Cordelia said, slightly alarmed.
They walked together to the door. Wesley informed Cordelia of his plan to travel to England that very night, he didn't mention when he'd be back.
"Take as long as you need." Cordelia told him. "And I'll see you in a couple of weeks or something."
When the door shut Wesley closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. All his energy was draining. All he wanted to do was cry. He could hardly believe this was happening to him. He wanted to ask for help, but something held him back, that damned soul snatcher. He was letting it take over him. He wasn't going to give in to its desires. He'd rather die than hurt his friends. He had to stop the constant nagging. He had to stay away from the only people who had any chance of saving him.
Cordelia looked up sleepily. Someone was pounding on her door. She yawned and forced herself to stand up. She hadn't realized she'd fallen asleep.
"All right all right!" She growled and stumbled over to the door.
Her tired face perked up when Angel was revealed.
"Hey you." She said warmly and pulled himself inside.
"I managed to get back here without Fred and Gunn suspecting." Angel boasted.
"And they call themselves Private Investigators?" Cordelia snorted.
"Apparently," Angel murmured and finally he snaked his hands around her waist and kissed her.
She sighed in contentment and kissed him back. The passion was too much and she couldn't stand anymore and they both tumbled back onto the couch together.
"I love you Angel," Cordelia gasped, breaking away for a second. Angel just smiled at her and tugged impatiently at her dressing gown. "Hey! Don't you love me too?" She complained.
"Yuh huh!" He assured her and managed to get the dressing gown of her. She giggled and started kissing him again.
That's when the phone rang.
"Ignore it." Angel ordered. For a while Cordelia obeyed but the ringing wasn't letting up. Finally, the recorded machine message started.
"Hi! Cordelia and Dennis here! Um, leave a message and if I like you I'll call you back...Dennis? How do I make the beep thing? Wait, is this thing still on? Oh fuck it."
"Hey Cordy! It's me, Fred! I know you're there. Can you please pick up? It's kind of important! Please Cordy! Cordelia. Pick up. Please pick up. I'm not going anywhere." Fred's chirpy voice sounded.
Angel and Cordelia groaned simultaneously.
"Ok, can you just get Angel for me? I know he's there too. And believe me, he will want to know this." Fred continued.
"I'll go see what she wants." Angel grumbled.
"Hurry back!"
She didn't have to tell him that. Walking to the phone, Angel found himself thinking how lucky he was. He had never met anyone quite like Cordelia. He couldn't believe someone like her would be with someone like him. If she wanted too, Cordelia could have any man in LA. But she had picked him, and that astounded him.
"Fred?" Angel snapped impatiently.
A few minutes later he returned back to Cordelia.
"Apparently the important thing wasn't so important at all. They said something about trying to set us up with some people, they weren't making a whole lot of sense, and I said we'd see them tomorrow. Now where-" Angel stopped and a goofy smile appeared on his lips. Cordelia was lying on the couch sound asleep.
He gently picked her up and took her into her room, curling up around her. She stirred a little and snuggled closer to him.
When Angel and Cordelia entered the hotel the next morning, Fred and Gunn were already up, sipping coffee and manning the phones.
"Hey Angel, I didn't here you come in last night." Fred said.
"I slept on Cordelia's couch." Angel lied. The more he lied, the better he got. In fact, he was such an accomplished liar he doubted if anyone noticed anymore.
"How'd you get back here? It's day." Gunn noted.
"I hid in the trunk."
"Classy."
"What was all that on the phone last night?" Angel inquired. Fred and Gunn exchanged smirks.
"For Cordelia." Fred explained. "I've noticed that you haven't been getting out much, so Charles asked his friend Damien if he'd like to come bowling with us. And I said I'd bring you!"
"Fred! I'm too busy for guys! Besides, I DON'T need you too set me up, and I don't bowl." Cordelia objected with a scowl.
"Oh Cordy! Don't be so silly! You'll love Damien. Well, not love, at least not straight away! I promise we'll have fun!"
"Yeah, bowling. Sounds exciting!" Cordelia said sarcastically.
"Give us one good reason why you can't come. It's bowling, for one night! It won't even last two hours!" Gunn chimed in.
"Hey guys, lay off her! If she doesn't want to go, then she doesn't have too!" Angel argued on Cordelia's behalf.
"Angel, no offence, but I don't think this concerns you." Fred said.
She looked at him, as if she was daring him to tell her that actually, it did concern him, as he was involved with Cordelia. But of course she didn't know anything about that.
"Sorry." Angel mumbled and shuffled away. He was actually rather worried. What if Cordelia couldn't get out of it and she went and this Damian guy turned out to be some sort of super guy? Angel knew he was nothing special. He couldn't stand losing Cordelia.
A while later, Cordelia approached him.
"I couldn't get out of it! They keep asking me why not and what I'm going to do if I don't go." Cordelia said. Shooting a dirty glance at Gunn.
"Fine." Angel said, fairly coldly.
"What's the matter with you? I'm going as a friend. Nothings going to happen!"
"What if you really like him?" Angel asked, in a voice that reminded Cordelia of a lost little child. She laughed.
"Since when did you become so insecure? Angel honey, don't worry about it! How could I ever even think about anyone else when I have you?" She reassured him and rose up on her tiptoes and planted kiss on him. He returned the kiss.
Someone coughed and they broke away quickly. But Gunn was looking at a book and didn't seem to have seen anything. Of course, they didn't notice the smirk on his lips.
"We should really be more careful." Cordelia whispered.
"Ok. We will."
Later that day, and Fred informed her co-workers that it was vital Cordelia left early to get ready.
"Don't have too much fun." Angel warned her.
"Don't fret gorgeous. I promise I'll be bored and grumpy all night."
"All night? You're going to be gone all night!" Angel yelped.
"Calm down! I'll miss you okay? Now go and brood for a while!" Cordelia said with a bright smile and quickly pecked him on the cheek.
"Well Dennis? Marks out of ten?" Cordelia asked, twirling around. She hadn't tried to hard. In fact, her effort had been minimal. But she still managed to look beautiful in jeans and one shouldered red top.
There was a knock at the door and Cordelia walked over to answer it. She decided she'd be friendly, but in no way lead Damien on. It wasn't fair.
"Wesley!" Cordelia gasped when she saw him. "What are yo doing here?"
He looked terrible. His face pale and gaunt and his hair hung limply around his face. He was a mess, and only a day ago he had looked so attractive. His eyes were darting madly and his fingers were spread over his knees. He looked so uneasy.
"Wesley? What's going on?" Cordelia asked shaking her head. They sat back on the couch like they had last time.
"I'm sorry Cordelia. But I can't take this pain anymore." Wesley said hoarsely and edged closer to her.
"Wesley." She said warningly. Then he jumped on her, pinning her down. "Wesley! Wesley stop it! Don't!" She yelled and wriggled furiously beneath him. She didn't know what to think. What the hell was he doing? Surely he wasn't going to rape her? Tears cascaded down her cheeks.
"I'm so sorry!" He said between sobs and then clamped his mouth round hers.
Cordelia felt like she was going to be sick, something inside her was been drawn out. It hurt like hell as it was pulled up her gullet. She couldn't speak or scream, she had to bear the pain.
Eventually Wesley got off her, gasping for breath.
"Wesley!" Cordelia gasped, her hair a mess and her eyes rolling, it hurt so much. "What have you done?"
***Ok, so I couldn't resist keeping Wesley out. R&R Please!!!! Big thanks to everyone who reviewed! Especially insane1 and Daisy who have reviewed MORE THAN ONCE! Take a leaf outta their book people!***