Title: Visitation Rights
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: The Scoobies come to visit in the face of an apocalypse and Buffy learns some home truths about Cordelia and Angel's relationship.
While they were waiting, Giles went to the phone to call Willow and let her know what was happening. Connor began to get crabby so Fred and Gunn took him for a walk outside. Wesley tried to talk some sense into Angel, who was pacing backwards and forwards. "She will be okay. She's strong. She's not going to give in."
"She's not strong. She acts it but she isn't."
"Give her a little credit Angel. She's survived things that many people can't even imagine and she isn't even twenty two. She's nearly lost her life more times but she fought for it and survived. There is no way that she's going to give in now." Wes reassured.
"I swear, if anything happens to her I will kill Buffy." Angel threatened.
Buffy, who was stood outside the door listening to their conversation, flinched at the harsh words of the vampire and turned with tears in her eyes to leave the hospital.
She bumped into Fred and Gunn with Connor.
"What are you doing here?" Fred asked rudely.
"I came to see how Cordelia is."
"She'd be a lot better without you playing power rangers. How do you think she is? Damn, you threw her across the lobby! You're lucky she's not dead!" Gunn stuck up for Cordy.
"I don't need crap from you okay? I know I did wrong and I'm sorry. I got carried away."
"Damn right you did. If it wasn't for this army that's supposed to be rising, I'd have your ass kicked right back to Sunnydale." Gunn threatened. "Now why don't you do everyone a favour and get the hell away."
When Buffy had left Giles came hurrying across. "Was that Buffy I just saw?"
Fred nodded. "She's gone back to the hotel."
"What did she want?" He asked looking worried.
"Just offering her condolences." Gunn said and took Fred and Connor back into the hospital.
Cordelia was being wheeled down the hall when they arrived back at her room. Angel was instantly on his feet, Wesley had managed to get him to sit and wait rather than wear the carpet down.
"How is she?"
"She had some pretty major bleeding. We've had to remove her spleen as well as repair some damage to her kidneys. Her heart stopped beating during the operation but we were able to start it again. She will need observing pretty closely during the next forty eight hours. If nothing happens in that time then I think it's safe to say she will recover completely. It was touch and go for a minute there, she's a tough girl."
The doctor shook Angel's hand and then left.
Wes dabbed at his eyes with his handkerchief before saying that he needed some air. Fred tugged on Gunn's sleeve so that Angel could be left alone with the sleeping Cordy.
He pulled his chair next to the bed and held her hand, occasionally kissing it.
"Sweetheart, you need to wake up because we're all really worried about you. Connor's wondering where you are and Wes can't manage the research without you; you know he's useless in the office." He thought he saw her eyelids move slightly. "If you wake up I promise to let you win when we fight and I promise not to fling you against the wall."
Her lips moved and she whispered words so quiet that only Angel, with his vampire hearing, would be able to hear her, if there were anyone else in the room. "I hope not."
He laughed. "I never said anything about making love; I only said when we fight."
He saw her lips flutter into what looked like the briefest of smiles. "Good."
By the time the others arrived back she was coming round, her eyes were open and she could speak a bit more clearly. She was still dazed from all the drugs she was on and she didn't quite know what was going on.
By that night, she seemed fine. Wes put it down to the demon in her although she complained that if the powers could make her heal quicker then they should be able to make scars disappear quicker. While Angel had gone home to take a shower and change his clothes, Cordelia had Fred hold a mirror up so she could see the scar that was left from the operation. She sighed in exasperation when Fred couldn't hold the mirror straight and then gasped when she saw the state of her hair.
"I look like an urchin!" She exclaimed.
"No more than usual." Xander's voice brought her back to the present. He was stood in the doorway with a bunch of flowers.
"You never complained." Cordelia said sourly and pulled the gown back down. "What is it with you and flowers when I'm on hospital?"
"Oh, great Cordy. Here I am holding out flowers in a sign of respect and condolence and you insult me and bring back memories." Xander exclaimed.
"They're from Willow." Cordelia stated and held our arm for the flowers. "And speaking of bringing back memories; every time I get undressed I see the scar on my side where I got a metal spike shoved through me when I fell through a flight of stairs after seeing you, my boyfriend, and Willow, your best friend, making out on a bed when all I was doing in the first place was trying to save your ass!"
"Girl, that was cold." Gunn grinned at the expression on Xander's face. "But yet somehow poetic."
"Oh, you're expecting some witty comeback, aren't you? Well guess what? I'm not going there," Xander held his head up high and passed her the flowers. "I'll just go back to the hotel and be where I'm wanted."
He turned to go but Cordelia called him back. "Thanks for bringing the flowers."
He smiled and left.
"Girl, you're good. Was it always like that with you too?" Gunn asked.
"Absolutely. I wouldn't have it any other way!" Cordelia sniffed at the flowers and then handed them to Fred so that she could put them in a vase.
By the time Angel arrived back at the hospital, Cordelia was sleeping so he took Fred and Gunn home after kissing Cordelia's forehead and wishing her a good night.
When they all returned in the morning, her bed was empty. They all instantly thought the worse until she came hobbling down the hallway on crutches.
"Hey guys!" They all stood back to watch her hobble past them and into the room. She was wearing her own clothes and had a little colour in her cheeks.
"Look! I'm walking. How good am I?"
They all agreed that she was good and sat around the bed.
When Angel had got home the night before he'd seen Buffy and got rid of most of his rage by shouting at her. She'd insisted that she was sorry and that she hoped that they could be friends. He'd shouted back that they would never be friends now and that he could never trust her again. She'd hit him and then been thoroughly shocked when he'd hit her back. He'd walked away from her, disgusted with her and went to look after Connor.
"So." Cordelia said brightly and plucked the grapes off the bunch that Fred had brought her. "How are we going with the whole army thing?"
"I believe we have it under control." Wesley smiled. "All you need to concentrate on is getting better."
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: The Scoobies come to visit in the face of an apocalypse and Buffy learns some home truths about Cordelia and Angel's relationship.
While they were waiting, Giles went to the phone to call Willow and let her know what was happening. Connor began to get crabby so Fred and Gunn took him for a walk outside. Wesley tried to talk some sense into Angel, who was pacing backwards and forwards. "She will be okay. She's strong. She's not going to give in."
"She's not strong. She acts it but she isn't."
"Give her a little credit Angel. She's survived things that many people can't even imagine and she isn't even twenty two. She's nearly lost her life more times but she fought for it and survived. There is no way that she's going to give in now." Wes reassured.
"I swear, if anything happens to her I will kill Buffy." Angel threatened.
Buffy, who was stood outside the door listening to their conversation, flinched at the harsh words of the vampire and turned with tears in her eyes to leave the hospital.
She bumped into Fred and Gunn with Connor.
"What are you doing here?" Fred asked rudely.
"I came to see how Cordelia is."
"She'd be a lot better without you playing power rangers. How do you think she is? Damn, you threw her across the lobby! You're lucky she's not dead!" Gunn stuck up for Cordy.
"I don't need crap from you okay? I know I did wrong and I'm sorry. I got carried away."
"Damn right you did. If it wasn't for this army that's supposed to be rising, I'd have your ass kicked right back to Sunnydale." Gunn threatened. "Now why don't you do everyone a favour and get the hell away."
When Buffy had left Giles came hurrying across. "Was that Buffy I just saw?"
Fred nodded. "She's gone back to the hotel."
"What did she want?" He asked looking worried.
"Just offering her condolences." Gunn said and took Fred and Connor back into the hospital.
Cordelia was being wheeled down the hall when they arrived back at her room. Angel was instantly on his feet, Wesley had managed to get him to sit and wait rather than wear the carpet down.
"How is she?"
"She had some pretty major bleeding. We've had to remove her spleen as well as repair some damage to her kidneys. Her heart stopped beating during the operation but we were able to start it again. She will need observing pretty closely during the next forty eight hours. If nothing happens in that time then I think it's safe to say she will recover completely. It was touch and go for a minute there, she's a tough girl."
The doctor shook Angel's hand and then left.
Wes dabbed at his eyes with his handkerchief before saying that he needed some air. Fred tugged on Gunn's sleeve so that Angel could be left alone with the sleeping Cordy.
He pulled his chair next to the bed and held her hand, occasionally kissing it.
"Sweetheart, you need to wake up because we're all really worried about you. Connor's wondering where you are and Wes can't manage the research without you; you know he's useless in the office." He thought he saw her eyelids move slightly. "If you wake up I promise to let you win when we fight and I promise not to fling you against the wall."
Her lips moved and she whispered words so quiet that only Angel, with his vampire hearing, would be able to hear her, if there were anyone else in the room. "I hope not."
He laughed. "I never said anything about making love; I only said when we fight."
He saw her lips flutter into what looked like the briefest of smiles. "Good."
By the time the others arrived back she was coming round, her eyes were open and she could speak a bit more clearly. She was still dazed from all the drugs she was on and she didn't quite know what was going on.
By that night, she seemed fine. Wes put it down to the demon in her although she complained that if the powers could make her heal quicker then they should be able to make scars disappear quicker. While Angel had gone home to take a shower and change his clothes, Cordelia had Fred hold a mirror up so she could see the scar that was left from the operation. She sighed in exasperation when Fred couldn't hold the mirror straight and then gasped when she saw the state of her hair.
"I look like an urchin!" She exclaimed.
"No more than usual." Xander's voice brought her back to the present. He was stood in the doorway with a bunch of flowers.
"You never complained." Cordelia said sourly and pulled the gown back down. "What is it with you and flowers when I'm on hospital?"
"Oh, great Cordy. Here I am holding out flowers in a sign of respect and condolence and you insult me and bring back memories." Xander exclaimed.
"They're from Willow." Cordelia stated and held our arm for the flowers. "And speaking of bringing back memories; every time I get undressed I see the scar on my side where I got a metal spike shoved through me when I fell through a flight of stairs after seeing you, my boyfriend, and Willow, your best friend, making out on a bed when all I was doing in the first place was trying to save your ass!"
"Girl, that was cold." Gunn grinned at the expression on Xander's face. "But yet somehow poetic."
"Oh, you're expecting some witty comeback, aren't you? Well guess what? I'm not going there," Xander held his head up high and passed her the flowers. "I'll just go back to the hotel and be where I'm wanted."
He turned to go but Cordelia called him back. "Thanks for bringing the flowers."
He smiled and left.
"Girl, you're good. Was it always like that with you too?" Gunn asked.
"Absolutely. I wouldn't have it any other way!" Cordelia sniffed at the flowers and then handed them to Fred so that she could put them in a vase.
By the time Angel arrived back at the hospital, Cordelia was sleeping so he took Fred and Gunn home after kissing Cordelia's forehead and wishing her a good night.
When they all returned in the morning, her bed was empty. They all instantly thought the worse until she came hobbling down the hallway on crutches.
"Hey guys!" They all stood back to watch her hobble past them and into the room. She was wearing her own clothes and had a little colour in her cheeks.
"Look! I'm walking. How good am I?"
They all agreed that she was good and sat around the bed.
When Angel had got home the night before he'd seen Buffy and got rid of most of his rage by shouting at her. She'd insisted that she was sorry and that she hoped that they could be friends. He'd shouted back that they would never be friends now and that he could never trust her again. She'd hit him and then been thoroughly shocked when he'd hit her back. He'd walked away from her, disgusted with her and went to look after Connor.
"So." Cordelia said brightly and plucked the grapes off the bunch that Fred had brought her. "How are we going with the whole army thing?"
"I believe we have it under control." Wesley smiled. "All you need to concentrate on is getting better."