Part: 12/?
Author: PsycGurl
Rating: PG-13
Couples: C/A

Spoilers: Set in season three of Buffy…changed it to around Enemies.

Feedback: Please please please please read and review.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. The visions were taken from Angel transcripts at www. psyche.kn-bremen.de.

A/N Next week, unfortunately, I have exams so I will be unable to update in a while. Just wanted to apologise beforehand!!! But once they're over…I'll be back! Also I was wondering if someone could give me a name for Xander such as Willow's-the witch, Buffy's-the slayer, Cordelia's-the seer, Angel's-the vampire etc. I don't know one for Xander…so any ideas would be grateful!!!!

CHAPTER 12

DREAMS-CORDELIA

Cordelia recalled the events of that night, lying in her bed. She still couldn't believe herself for kissing Angel…why had she done it? Until that night the two of them barely paid attention to each other and then all of a sudden they find out that they are destined to be together in the future and start bonding in ways they never imagined. Cordelia soon fell asleep in her thoughts.

~*~*~*~

Gunn: "The Powers send them to her when they got info to share."

Wesley: "Think of them as gifts."

Cordy: "Yes, having-my-head torn-open-and-hot-lava-poured-into-my-skull gifts."

~*~*~*~

A ghostly presence (Dennis) floats bubble-soap over pouring water in a tub.

Cordy:(on verge of tears) " These visions . . . are killing me...it's getting worse every time."

~*~*~*~

A grim expression appeared on Cordelia's face.

~*~*~*~

Angel: "I'm not leaving until you open the door. I mean it, Cordelia, open up."

Cordy opens the door to a bathroom, hiding some scratches, and gives him a bright smile.

Cordy: "See? Fine!"

Angel stops her from closing the door.

Angel: "They're getting worse, aren't they?"

~*~*~*~

Cordy: " Sure I hate looking and feeling like this, but - if I lose the visions, I wouldn't be able to help you anymore. You wouldn't need me."

Angel: "That's not why I need you. You're important."

~*~*~*~

Angel: "I'm gonna miss her. She was just this nice, quiet kind of crazy. - I found that - soothing."

Cordy: "And what? I'm not soothing? (Cordy sits up) I can be soothing. I could soothe your ass off, pal."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia and Angel training in a basement.

Angel: "Then - just keep moving the line. You'll be able to keep an attacker busy until... - You know."

Cordy: "What? Until he dies of old age or until you swoop in to save me? Angel, I didn't ask you to train me so I could stave. I already know how to stave. Now I need to learn how to fight!"

Angel: "You don't think that I would?"

Cordy: "Would what?"

Angel: "Save you."

Cordy: "Men-folk not always around to protect the women-folk, you know? - Besides, what if it turned out youwere the guy I had to fight? Could happen."

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "For me. You did it to save me."

Angel: "And I'd do it again."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia smiled.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: " You, who are actually responsible for the entire thing, feel nothing at all, because you are a vicious bitch."

Lilah shrugs: "So? You know me."

Cordy: "Please, I was you - with better shoes."

~*~*~*~

Angel and Cordelia are doing another training exercise in the basement.

Cordy: "Hm-mm. (they start a set) It's weird!"

Angel: "What is?"

Cordy: "I'm starting to get used to being creeped out and comforted at the same time."

Angel: "I get that."

They smile at each other before continuing with the set.

~*~*~*~

Cordy, sipping coffee: "Angel, are you trying to say you love me?"

Angel: "What?"

Cordy: "I love you too."

Angel: "You do? When did this..."

Cordy yells towards Wesley's open office door: "Angel loves me. I love him."

Angel: "Oh, my god!"

Cordy: "You guys love us and we love you."

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "God knows we've been through a lot together."

Angel: "That's really all I was trying to say, that we've been through so much together, you and me, as friends. You've seen the - good, - and the not so good."

Cordy: "Just like you have in me. And for the record: the good I've seen far outweighs the bad."

Angel after a beat: "Thanks. You, too."

~*~*~*~

The small smile on Cordelia's sleeping face broadened.

~*~*~*~

Cordelia's helping a pregnant Darla.

Angel: "Cordy that's Darla. Maybe you don't want to..."

Cordy: "Did you or did you not look me in the eye and say that you would never do a thing like this with her?"

Darla: "Oh, he lied? What a surprise."

Angel: "Cordy. I'm sorry - I lied. It was just - it was a very dark time."

Cordy: "Oh! You used her to make you feel better during your dark time. Well, that makes it all heroic."

Angel: "It wasn't like that. It just - happened. It wasn't like I went evil or anything, I just..."

Cordy: "You just went male."

~*~*~*~

Darla bites Cordy.

Angel: "Get away from her!"

Angel: "You're gonna be all right! I'll kill her for this."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia rolled around her bed and whimpered.

~*~*~*

Cordy: "So, I guess you're gonna be a father."

Angel after a beat: "Guess I am."

Cordy: "I felt it in my dream. The same thing you did - when you found her. It has a soul."

~*~*~*~

Angel: "Gonna have a son. I'm gonna have a son."

~*~*~*~

The Fang Gang leave a hospital with Fred and Gunn on the left, Cordy and Wes on the right, and Angel, pushing a stroller with the baby in the middle.

~*~*~*~

Angel: "Look who's up from his nap."

Cordy gets up and moves towards Angel and his baby.

Cordy: "Oh, Conner!"

~*~*~*~

Angel: "Do you want to hold the baby now?"

Cordy: "Yeah. (Takes Connor) Oh, thank you. Hey, honey. Yeeh, the baby, baby."

Angel shifts awkwardly then pulls a small box out of his pocket.

Angel: "Uhm - ah, I - I got you a - a little something."

Cordy takes it: "Oh, Angel, you didn't have to do that. You have enough to take care of as it is."

Angel: "Well, I'm a champion. (Chuckles) We do important stuff. Hey, and who's more important then…"

~*~*~*~

Cordelia stopped moving and a huge smile plastered on her face.

~*~*~*~

Wes: "Seltrex is a highly powerful migraine medication."

Gunn: "Maybe we should get her to a hospital."

Angel: "So they can do what? Do what they did last time, strap her to a bed and tell us there's no hope?"

~*~*~*~

Angel: "Cordy - Look, I know that you can't hear me, but - there is something I have to say. You really piss me off, you know that? I thought we trusted each other. But you've been lying. MRI's and CAT scans? It's been going on for over a year. Why couldn't you let me in? I could have helped you. You make me so furious."

Cordy: "You're furious? I get body-jacked on my birthday, and *you're* the one that's furious?"

~*~*~*~

Wes: "Fred studied Cordy's latest CAT scans. The news isn't good. The tests show widespread neuro-electrical deterioration."

Cordy: "That's just a fancy way of saying..."

Angel: "She's dying."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia mumbled 'no' in her sleep and started fidgeting.

~*~*~*~

Skip touches an info-TV-screen and motions here over as a picture of Doyle appears on it.

Cordy: "Oh my god. - Doyle."

On a screen the kiss transferring visions from Doyle to Cordelia is shown.

Skip: "This is where it happened, big cosmic whoops. - Doyle was never meant to give you those visions."

Cordy: "The why did the Powers let him?"

Skip: "Well, they're usually pretty good at catching that sort of thing. What they didn't count on where his feelings for you."

Cordy: "You mean - Doyle gave me the visions because - he loved me?"

~*~*~*~

Skip: "Life and death, that sort of thing, they got a handle on. Who someone chooses to love, well, that's just good old free will. See Cordelia, the visions are an ancient, powerful force. Demons are the only ones who can withstand them."

Cordy: "But I've had them for more than two years now. Doesn't that mean I'm strong?"

Skip: "Strong, yes. Demon, no."

~*~*~*~

Disappointment covered the teenage girl's visage.

~*~*~*~

Skip points to a stack of TV screens and they come to life, showing scenes of a Hollywood party.

Skip: "You'd been in LA for a few months, things had been kind of lean, and who should you run into?"

Angel appears on the screen, making his way through the party goers.

Cordy watches with a slight smile on her face as she and Angel meet at the party.

Skip: "Your entire life changed that night. In ways you couldn't imagine. Indescribably painful ways, I think you'll agree."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia vaguely smiled.

~*~*~*~

Skip: "They don't go for that - much. Think of it as 'writing over history.' From this moment on you could live the life you always wanted. No monsters, no visions, no dying. Well, not for a long time, anyway."

Cordy: "But no Angel."

Skip: "Cordelia, I want you to listen to me. If you go back inside your body, you *won't* wake up. You will lie there, unable to move, unable to speak - until the next vision hits you and then you will die."

Cordy: "But that's not fair. He needs me."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia moaned.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "Shh, Angel, it's okay. Everything is gonna be okay."

Angel: "It was my fault. I was there. I couldn't do anything. There was nothing I could do."

Cordy: "Everything is gonna be okay."

Cordy leans in and softly kisses Angel on the mouth. Wes and Gunn watch in slow motion. There is a whoosing sound and a blue light passes from Angel's lips to Cordy. Cordy sits back on her heels and turns to look at Wes and Gunn, then stands up.

Cordy: "I remember everything. The visions (Walks over to where Skip is suddenly standing in the room) they're mine."

Skip: "We made a deal. You gave up the visions, not to mention the certain death that goes with them, and you get to live out your dream. Call me crazy, but I thought that was a pretty fair trade."

Cordy: "Sure it's fair. But it wasn't me."

Skip: "Humans are not strong enough to harbor the visions! Period. Even the Powers That Be can't change that."

Cordy steps closer: "Then find a loop hole, Skip. I know my purpose in this world and it includes the visions. And if the Powers That Be aren't complete dumbasses, they know it, too."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia smiled…glad that she still hadn't lost her control over people.

~*~*~*~

Skip: "You may wanna think about that. The only way you get to keep the visions is by becoming - part demon."

Cordy: "Demonize me already."

~*~*~*~

Cordy sits up on the bed, gasping, and opens her eyes. Angel catches her in a hug.

Angel: "I thought I'd lost you."

Cordy: "Angel."

Cordy gasps, pulls back and grabs a hold of her head.

Cordy: "No horns."

Checks her backside.

Smiles up at Angel: "No tail."

Angel looks at the others, but no one volunteers an opinion.

Cordy: "Whew! Just checking."

Cordy scrambles up out of bed and stretches, while Angel takes a suspicious look under the pillow before slowly trailing after her.

Cordy: "It feels so good to be solid again."

Cordy: "Right now we have to solve my vision. The one I'm having right now."

Angel: "Uh, Cordy?."

Cordy, floating a foot above the ground: "What?"

~*~*~*~

Cordelia's face scrunched up in shock.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "Go to sleep, my baby peep..."

Cordelia and Angel are falling asleep lying on top of Angel's bed with Connor in between them, feeding from a bottle.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "I was the ditziest bitch in Sunnydale, could have had any man I wanted. Now I'm all superhero-y and the best action I can get is an invisible ghost who's good with the Loohfah."

~*~*~*~

Fred: "And then we have to find a dress for you. Something that will make Angel crazy."

Cordy: "Fred, sweetie. Angel is crazy."

Fred: "Well, I know he's gonna wanna look his best for you."

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "You want I should distract him? Make with the nice, nice while you slip by?"

Angel: "Don't be stupid. I'm that guy and the most beautiful girl I've ever seen is making eyes at me? It's either bachelor party or a scam."

Cordy: "What did you just call me?"

Angel: "I'm sorry. You're not stupid."

Cordy: "No. After that."

~*~*~*~

Cordy, whispering: "I'm only alive when you're inside me."

Angel and Cordelia start  kissing passionately in a dressing room.

~*~*~*~

A bashful smile appeared on Cordy's face.

~*~*~*~

Angel: "There's spirits in there. Energy trapped in time. It took us over."

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "All we have to do is play the scene. Get in, get out. No one gets happy."

Angel: "What if there is - no more talking in that scene? - Look, I've been possessed by the spirits of old lovers before. Never goes well."

Cordy pulls out the necklace with the cross and holds it up.

Cordy: "Well, I've got my little cross if things get out of hand. (Angel won't look at her) Hey - it's awkward, but it's not us. So long as nothing is removed or - inserted it's all forgotten."

Angel: "It is us - Cordelia. It's you and me. - Kissing you, it's…- It's not something I can just…"

Cordy: "Oh, come on. It's not that horrible. Up to his ass in demon gore - fine! But ask him to mack on a hottie and he wigs. My champion, ladies and gentlemen."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia reaches up and pulls Angel into a passionate kiss. The cross necklace drops from her fingers behind Angel's back.

~*~*~*~

The (future) seer suddenly began to perspire.

~*~*~*~

Angel is laying Cordelia back on the lounge in the ballerina's dressing room, covering her neck with kisses.

Cordy: "You don't know him. - He has power."

Angel: "The power to do this?"

Cordelia gasps, takes a deep breath - and another.

~*~*~*~

Cordelia gripped the sides of her bed and started to breathe heavily, anxiously expecting the next visions.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "Help me. - Help me be not afraid."

She sinks back onto the lounge and Angel goes back to kissing her neck.

~*~*~*~

Angel works his way south of Cordy's belly button, covering her bare skin with kisses.

Cordy, moaning: "Oh, no. (Suddenly her eyes widen and she sits up) Oh, no!"

Angel straightens up just in time to get knocked to the floor by one of the director's minions. Cordy peeks over the back of the lounge and watches as the minion, wearing a gray 'comedy mask' hits Angel across the chin with a hard right.

Cordy: "Oh, thank god!"

Angel hits back, knocking the minion to the floor. Cordy, pulls the straps of her dress up onto her shoulders.

~*~*~*~

Cordelia grumbled.

~*~*~*~

Angel: "Cordy - you and I, we've been working together for - a long time. What I mean is, you've become a truly extraordinary woman. (Cordelia grins) I know we haven't always gotten along, but - I think that we, you know, we..."

Cordy: "Groo?"

Angel: "Yes! We - we-we grew - closer together, I think..."

Cordy runs past Angel yelling: "Groo!"

Groo: "Princess!"

Angel turns to see Cordy throw herself into the Groosalug's arms as he comes down the stairs. Groo catches her in a tight hug, swinging her around.

They kiss.

Lorne: "He just showed up. Apparently once everyone in Pylea got their freedom, the political situation got a little sketchy. The Groosalug here got deposed and they set up some kind of people's republic. So, he came looking for his - true love."

~*~*~*~

Confusion flickered over Cordelia's features.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "So - you don't miss it? You know, the power, castle, concubines, and the royal chippies."

Groo: "There was never anyone else."

Cordy: "Oh."

Groo: "I welcomed the overthrow. The tedium of government was too much to bear after a life on the battlefield."

Cordy, running a finger down the side of Groo's face: "Your heart wasn't really in it."

Groo: "No. That left when you did."

~*~*~*~

Angel: (looking at  Groo) Can you, uh, ask him not to handle my weapons?"

Cordy: "Oh, relax. If there's one thing Groo knows, it's how to handle a weapon. - Poor guy. Looks like that's about all he's gonna be handling."

Angel: "You mean, ah, you two didn't…"

Cordy: "I got him home last night and we started…you know.But then…I couldn't go through with it."

Angel: "You couldn't?"

Cordy: "No. Not after seeing that disgusting, spiny thing! Right up in my face! That's what the visions are like now. No pain, less artsy, sometimes floaty, though not lately, and very often stinky."

Wes: "You had a vision?"

Cordy: "Yeah. Last night, while Groo and I were getting reacquainted. Kind of a mood killer, I got to say."

Wes: "You should have called one of us."

Cordy: "Oh, please! Like I'm gonna bother you guys in the middle of the night because I want sex and can't have it."

Wes: "Actually, I meant the vision. Oh. Why can't you have sex?"

Cordy: "I could lose my 'visionity.'"

Wes: "If you wanna play it that way."

Cordy: "Vision-ity! The visions. When that one hit my last night, it hit me. In Pylea the visions were supposed to pass to Groo if we ever did the royal com-shuck. How do I know that won't happen here?"

Angel: "Good point. You really don't."

Wes: "But your recent transformation could have changed all that. It might be possible to…"

Angel kicks the side of Wes' desk as he moves his foot.

Angel: "Still, you know, better safe than sorry. (To Cordy) You're doing the right thing."

Cordy: "I know. I know. I can't risk it. I mean, there's gotta be other things we can do to relieve the tension!"

Angel: "Jogging could be the thing."

Wes: "Perhaps some form of paranormal prophylactic…"

Angel: "Because, you know, jogging…"

Cordy, still watching Groo: "I guess we could probably 'com' without actually 'shucking.' At least I won't be upsetting the average around here. Nobody in this office is ever gonna get any."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia slightly snickered in her sleep.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "You didn't give up your throne and come all this way for a make-over, did you? You came for something I can't give you…me. It's not that I don't want to. I do. I've never met anyone like you, Groo. You're so open, and sweet, and there is a definite thing here. It's just…"

Groo puts a hand on hers: "You are afraid that with me, you will be less than what you were."

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "Angel, I need your help. I wouldn't ask, except, ah, there's really no one else I can trust with this. It's something only you can do?"

Angel: "Tell me."

Cordy lets out a deep breath: "You've done so much for me already and…Well, this is just one more thing for the list, I guess."

Angel: "There is no list. You know that. Just - just tell me what I can do."

Cordy: "I need you to help me have sex - with Groo."

Cordy: "I realized something today. - It's not the threat of losing the visions that's been keeping me from being close. - It's me. The Visions are just an excuse. I mean - there's always some excuse."

Angel: "Right."

Cordy: "I'm tired of being lonely."

Angel: "Yeah."

Cordy: "So I worked it out."

Angel: "You did?"

Cordy: "Yes! It was something Wesley said - a paranormal prophylactic. There is a potion, a protective potion. I take it and bang! I can."

Angel: "Hmm. A potion. You want me to - get this for you. So you and Groo can…"

Cordy: "…com-shuck like bunnies. You betcha."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia frowned.

~*~*~*~

Cordy: "You did get the potion, didn't you?"

Angel holds up the slightly dented flask.

Angel: "Yeah. We - we got it."

Cordy goes back to doctoring Groo.

Cordy: "Well. This isn't so bad. You heal almost as fast as he does. Let's get out of here! See ya!"

Cordy hurries Groo towards the exit doors of the Hyperion.

Angel: "Cordelia."

Cordy stops and looks back at Angel.

Cordy: "What?"

When Angel only stands there, Cordy holds up a finger to Groo then walks back to Angel.

Cordy, quietly: "What is it?"

Angel takes one of her hands and puts a roll off dollar bills tied with a string into it.

Cordy: "What's this?"

Angel: "Just some money I saved up."

Cordy: "Why? What for?"

Angel: "I did something for you tonight. Now I want you to do something for me. - Don't come in tomorrow. In fact, don't come in for a couple of weeks. Take Groo some place - nice. Somewhere where there is - sun. - He'd like that."

Cordy: "Angel..."

Angel: "Promise me."

Cordy shakes her head a little as she looks down at the money, hitches one shoulder a little.

Cordy: "Okay."

Cordy turns to leave, then turns back and touches the hole in Angel's T-shirt where the tentacle went into his heart.

Cordy: "You sure you don't need some patching up yourself?"

Angel looks down at his chest: "No, I - I'm good. Didn't hurt a bit."

~*~*~*~

Cordelia's eyes opened instantly once the visions left sat up in her bed and raked her hands through her long, brown hair. Then she placed her head in her hands. Seeing flashes of her future had an impact on her like she never imagined. Cordelia recollected the images of her and Angel…her and Angel's son. She then looked up and stared at her dressing table mirror. A grin, one which she had seen the future Cordelia plaster on a lot of times, appeared on her own face. Five hours of constant flashes of life with Angel, his adorable son, and people who she had yet to meet made Cordelia feel…content. The last few images flashed through her mind once again and she grumbled. She had a great thing with Angel…why did she ruin it?