A/N- wow…more reviews…keep 'em coming 'cos I luv 'em. I don't know where
this is heading myself…so I really can't say whether u'll all be pleased,
but I'll try :)
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Well, things have taken an interesting twist. Tonight has just been one of those nights. The kind where anything you once thought was impossible can and will happen.
It started when Cordy came into my office. I could tell there was something bugging her, so I asked what was wrong. Then she tells me that she had a one night stand with Lindsey McDonald. Yep, the same Lindsey whose hand I cut off. The same Lindsey who brought Darla back from stakesville and then fell for her. The same Lindsey that told me he wasn't coming back to LA.
Cordelia slept with the despicable lawyer of Wolfram and Hart fame. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe she was even telling me. Stupidly, I asked her when this happened. "2 months ago." She'd replied.
I was getting really angry. I couldn't help it. The one person that I thought I could trust no-matter-what had sex with one of my enemies and then kept it from me for 2 months. I didn't say anything to her. I couldn't even bring myself to look at her. She tried to explain, but it didn't help. I snapped at her (which I really regret) and she broke down in tears telling me that she was pregnant.
I was shocked, but my heart broke for her. Here she was trying to tell me and I was making it worse. I wrapped my arms around her and held her. She cried and cried. I didn't know what to do.
We sat down and had a long talk. She said that Lindsey didn't know and she didn't know how to tell him. So then I offer to do it for her. Tell him, I mean.
An hour later he's sitting in my car and we're driving to the Hyperion. When I knocked (okay, okay) banged on his door I was expecting him to take the news really badly and planning on giving him an earful. But, when he seemed genuinely concerned about Cordy it struck me that I was wrong about him. In fact, I identified with him…which scares me.
I glance over at him again. He's still shell shocked. I clear my throat. What I'm about to say will probably confuse him more, but here goes. "Listen, Lindsey, I know what you're going through."
He looks back at me. "How could you? I mean, I know that you and Cordelia are close and its probably shocked you but-"
"No." I interrupt. "I know the feeling of finding out you're going to be a father."
He looks puzzled. "When you were human?" He asks.
I chuckle slightly and shake my head. "Nope."
He gives me another quizzical look. I continue. "The PTB's work in strange ways and, as it turns out, I had the…uh…" (I'm finding it hard to phrase. I'm not much of a talker at the best of times.) "…ability to get Darla pregnant."
I watch his jaw drop. "But you're both vampires. That's impossible."
"That's what I thought, but for that one night it was different for me. Actually, I don't know if Connor, that's my son, I don't even know if he is a *one-night* miracle. Maybe the rule has always been different 'cos I'm not a normal vamp and I just haven't gotten anyone else-" I don't finish my thought because Lindsey has started speaking again.
"So, let me get this straight. You and Darla have a son?"
"*I* have a son and he *was* also Darla's. She staked herself after he was born." I stop and look at him apologetically. "I'm sorry. I know you used to have a thing for her…"
Lindsey smiles back weakly. "Well, I knew about that backfired attempt at losing your soul, but I had no idea you had a kid out of it."
"Until a few months ago, neither did I." I admit.
"Tell you what though," He muses. "I'm a little too wrapped up with this whole Cordelia event to care that she's gone. Plus, I think that once she tried to kill me I got over the attraction."
I let out a chuckle. Strangely enough, Lindsey *has* changed since leaving W&H. Not so much physically, but there is something about his persona that is cleaner. I pull up outside the Hyperion and unclick my seatbelt. (Yeah, I know, a car crash won't kill me but it *would* slow me down. And with the way I drive sometimes…it helps to not fly out of my seat.) I open the door and attempt to step out onto the sidewalk, but I find Lindsey's hand on my shoulder. I turn to face him again, raising my eyebrows in the world famous "what's up?" gesture.
"Angel," He starts, "Why did *you* tell me? I mean, was she afraid of my reaction or-"
Looking at him sympathetically, I cut him off. "She was…emotional. Didn't know how you'd handle it and didn't know whether she could handle you not handling it." (Okay, I just confused myself, but he nods as if he knows what I meant.) I continue. "So, I told her that I'd tell you. She said that she'd understand if you want nothing to do with-"
"But I do want to be involved. If she'll let me. Not that I'm the best role model but-"
"Don't tell me. Tell her. She's waiting inside."
I watch as he lets himself out of the car and heads up the steps to the front door. He turns back to say something to me, but I'm standing by his side in an instant. He jumps slightly and half growls "Don't do that." at me, smiling sheepishly. "Scared the crap outta me."
I smile back and push the door open. He follows me in. I can see Cordy curled up on the couch, her eyes still slightly red and puffy. She looks up as Lindsey and I make our way over to her.
"Cordelia." He says.
"Lindsey." She croaks back.
As much as I want to hug her and tell her everything will work out fine I know that I can't. Instead I break the awkward silence by excusing myself and letting them talk things out. Something tells me things are going to get a lot more complicated.
Yep. Tonight's just one of those nights.
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Well, things have taken an interesting twist. Tonight has just been one of those nights. The kind where anything you once thought was impossible can and will happen.
It started when Cordy came into my office. I could tell there was something bugging her, so I asked what was wrong. Then she tells me that she had a one night stand with Lindsey McDonald. Yep, the same Lindsey whose hand I cut off. The same Lindsey who brought Darla back from stakesville and then fell for her. The same Lindsey that told me he wasn't coming back to LA.
Cordelia slept with the despicable lawyer of Wolfram and Hart fame. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe she was even telling me. Stupidly, I asked her when this happened. "2 months ago." She'd replied.
I was getting really angry. I couldn't help it. The one person that I thought I could trust no-matter-what had sex with one of my enemies and then kept it from me for 2 months. I didn't say anything to her. I couldn't even bring myself to look at her. She tried to explain, but it didn't help. I snapped at her (which I really regret) and she broke down in tears telling me that she was pregnant.
I was shocked, but my heart broke for her. Here she was trying to tell me and I was making it worse. I wrapped my arms around her and held her. She cried and cried. I didn't know what to do.
We sat down and had a long talk. She said that Lindsey didn't know and she didn't know how to tell him. So then I offer to do it for her. Tell him, I mean.
An hour later he's sitting in my car and we're driving to the Hyperion. When I knocked (okay, okay) banged on his door I was expecting him to take the news really badly and planning on giving him an earful. But, when he seemed genuinely concerned about Cordy it struck me that I was wrong about him. In fact, I identified with him…which scares me.
I glance over at him again. He's still shell shocked. I clear my throat. What I'm about to say will probably confuse him more, but here goes. "Listen, Lindsey, I know what you're going through."
He looks back at me. "How could you? I mean, I know that you and Cordelia are close and its probably shocked you but-"
"No." I interrupt. "I know the feeling of finding out you're going to be a father."
He looks puzzled. "When you were human?" He asks.
I chuckle slightly and shake my head. "Nope."
He gives me another quizzical look. I continue. "The PTB's work in strange ways and, as it turns out, I had the…uh…" (I'm finding it hard to phrase. I'm not much of a talker at the best of times.) "…ability to get Darla pregnant."
I watch his jaw drop. "But you're both vampires. That's impossible."
"That's what I thought, but for that one night it was different for me. Actually, I don't know if Connor, that's my son, I don't even know if he is a *one-night* miracle. Maybe the rule has always been different 'cos I'm not a normal vamp and I just haven't gotten anyone else-" I don't finish my thought because Lindsey has started speaking again.
"So, let me get this straight. You and Darla have a son?"
"*I* have a son and he *was* also Darla's. She staked herself after he was born." I stop and look at him apologetically. "I'm sorry. I know you used to have a thing for her…"
Lindsey smiles back weakly. "Well, I knew about that backfired attempt at losing your soul, but I had no idea you had a kid out of it."
"Until a few months ago, neither did I." I admit.
"Tell you what though," He muses. "I'm a little too wrapped up with this whole Cordelia event to care that she's gone. Plus, I think that once she tried to kill me I got over the attraction."
I let out a chuckle. Strangely enough, Lindsey *has* changed since leaving W&H. Not so much physically, but there is something about his persona that is cleaner. I pull up outside the Hyperion and unclick my seatbelt. (Yeah, I know, a car crash won't kill me but it *would* slow me down. And with the way I drive sometimes…it helps to not fly out of my seat.) I open the door and attempt to step out onto the sidewalk, but I find Lindsey's hand on my shoulder. I turn to face him again, raising my eyebrows in the world famous "what's up?" gesture.
"Angel," He starts, "Why did *you* tell me? I mean, was she afraid of my reaction or-"
Looking at him sympathetically, I cut him off. "She was…emotional. Didn't know how you'd handle it and didn't know whether she could handle you not handling it." (Okay, I just confused myself, but he nods as if he knows what I meant.) I continue. "So, I told her that I'd tell you. She said that she'd understand if you want nothing to do with-"
"But I do want to be involved. If she'll let me. Not that I'm the best role model but-"
"Don't tell me. Tell her. She's waiting inside."
I watch as he lets himself out of the car and heads up the steps to the front door. He turns back to say something to me, but I'm standing by his side in an instant. He jumps slightly and half growls "Don't do that." at me, smiling sheepishly. "Scared the crap outta me."
I smile back and push the door open. He follows me in. I can see Cordy curled up on the couch, her eyes still slightly red and puffy. She looks up as Lindsey and I make our way over to her.
"Cordelia." He says.
"Lindsey." She croaks back.
As much as I want to hug her and tell her everything will work out fine I know that I can't. Instead I break the awkward silence by excusing myself and letting them talk things out. Something tells me things are going to get a lot more complicated.
Yep. Tonight's just one of those nights.