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.
Despite the fuss she had made about being fine, Cordelia wasn't feeling that great.
Her back hurt and her wound was sore. What she really wanted was a nice hot bath with lots of bubbles.
She had all but bribed the doctor to discharge her and had almost had to agree to go on a date with him.
That is, until she had told him that her boyfriend was the big scary looking man and not the English ponce with the glasses.
She started to undress slowly and let her clothes, for once, just lay on the floor. She heard Angel enter the room behind her.
"Do you want anything Cordy?" He asked and then turned to look at her. He flinched as he saw the ugly bruises covering her back.
She caught the look on his face and pulled a face herself. "I guess I'm not that pretty from the back, huh?"
"You're pretty from any angle, baby, you know that." He came to wrap his arms around her from the back, resting his head on her shoulder and nuzzling into her neck.
"You know the real reason I left that hospital?" She asked him.
"No, but I bet you're going to tell me."
"I need you Angel. In more ways than one."
He caught her hidden meaning and looked at her. "Do you really feel well enough to make love?"
"If I was on my deathbed I would still feel well enough to make love to you. I missed you in hospital." She told him and turned to look at him, still only wearing her bra and panties. "I missed waking up in the middle of the night and feeling your arms around me. I missed feeling safe. I missed you."
He leant down and kissed her softly. His body pressed against hers sent shivers through her. His lips were warm on hers and pressed insistently. He parted her lips with his own and let his tongue taste her.
There was a knock on the door.
They parted and Cordelia sighed. "I'll go take a bath."
She left to go into the bathroom while Angel answered the door. Buffy stood there.
She had an ugly red cut on the side of her head that had a red mark around it that would no doubt turn into a bruise. "I need to talk to Cordelia."
"Tough." Angel said coldly and planted himself in the doorway.
"I need to talk to her." She insisted again.
"No!"
"Don't make me force my way in!" She threatened.
"Don't even try it." Angel warned.
Buffy tried to shove him out of the way but Angel refused to move. She punched him but he punched her back, harder. She looked at him in shock and punched him again. He punched her back.
"What is your problem?"
"My problem is that you have hurt my best friend and now, for some strange reason I don't want you near her."
"Your best friend?" She snorted. "No one screws their best friend."
"Okay so she's more than my best friend. When Darla bit her I was going to kill her. Cordy stopped me. Now, you nearly killed her. I was going to kill you. The only thing stopping me this time is that you are the slayer, a force of good. Which in a way makes it worse because a force of good shouldn't be going around throwing other forces of good from balconies! It isn't our history that is stopping me from killing you, it's the thought of all the good you can do. Back in Sunnydale." Angel told her angrily.
"You know Angel." Buffy began, tears in her eyes. "I came back here to help with the army but to talk to you and to ask you to come back home. I've grown up, I've died. I realise that the things you once offered me were all that I need. I don't need sex and children, I just need you. I love you. She can't make you that happy, after all you still have your soul so you can't have that much perfect happiness between you." She aimed one last dig at Cordelia.
"Listen to me now, this is my home. My child is here, my partner is here, no, make that my soul mate. And the truth is she makes me very happy. Perfectly happy. When Cor got the demon powers he got the power to heal certain things. She glows and whatever she touches is healed. She healed the hole inside of me and made my soul stick. It's permanent now. Sure, I haven't reached my shanshu but this is the next best thing. The curse is lifted and I get to be with the woman I love and my child without worrying whether or not I'm going to turn evil and kill them. My relationship with Cordelia is more intense, more loving, more passionate and more intimate that what we ever had. I'm sorry if that hurts you but it's the truth. You can't go back to Sunnydale thinking that there is a future for us because there isn't."
Before Buffy could reply, Cordelia came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, dripping water onto the carpet. "What's going on?"
"I came to say that I am truly sorry for what I did." Buffy said and then turned and ran down the hall.
Angel shut the door behind her and came over to Cordelia who stood with a sceptical look on her face. "She really did come to say she was sorry?"
"Well, yeah. But also to ask me to come back to Sunnydale." He explained and leant down to nibble at her neck. "Of course I told her that I'd have to think about it." He teased.
"Of course you did." She played along with him and then started walking back towards the bathroom, taking him with her. "I didn't quite reach the middle of my back, if you cold be so kind."
Downstairs, Buffy stormed straight into the lobby and ran straight into Spike.
"Steady on love. Where's the fire?"
"I've had it with this place!" She exclaimed. "Do you want to go get a drink?"
"Sure." He agreed and they left the hotel.
Willow and Anya saw them leaving and looked at each other with questions in their eyes.
"Maybe they're going to become orgasm partners." Anya suggested.
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.
Despite the fuss she had made about being fine, Cordelia wasn't feeling that great.
Her back hurt and her wound was sore. What she really wanted was a nice hot bath with lots of bubbles.
She had all but bribed the doctor to discharge her and had almost had to agree to go on a date with him.
That is, until she had told him that her boyfriend was the big scary looking man and not the English ponce with the glasses.
She started to undress slowly and let her clothes, for once, just lay on the floor. She heard Angel enter the room behind her.
"Do you want anything Cordy?" He asked and then turned to look at her. He flinched as he saw the ugly bruises covering her back.
She caught the look on his face and pulled a face herself. "I guess I'm not that pretty from the back, huh?"
"You're pretty from any angle, baby, you know that." He came to wrap his arms around her from the back, resting his head on her shoulder and nuzzling into her neck.
"You know the real reason I left that hospital?" She asked him.
"No, but I bet you're going to tell me."
"I need you Angel. In more ways than one."
He caught her hidden meaning and looked at her. "Do you really feel well enough to make love?"
"If I was on my deathbed I would still feel well enough to make love to you. I missed you in hospital." She told him and turned to look at him, still only wearing her bra and panties. "I missed waking up in the middle of the night and feeling your arms around me. I missed feeling safe. I missed you."
He leant down and kissed her softly. His body pressed against hers sent shivers through her. His lips were warm on hers and pressed insistently. He parted her lips with his own and let his tongue taste her.
There was a knock on the door.
They parted and Cordelia sighed. "I'll go take a bath."
She left to go into the bathroom while Angel answered the door. Buffy stood there.
She had an ugly red cut on the side of her head that had a red mark around it that would no doubt turn into a bruise. "I need to talk to Cordelia."
"Tough." Angel said coldly and planted himself in the doorway.
"I need to talk to her." She insisted again.
"No!"
"Don't make me force my way in!" She threatened.
"Don't even try it." Angel warned.
Buffy tried to shove him out of the way but Angel refused to move. She punched him but he punched her back, harder. She looked at him in shock and punched him again. He punched her back.
"What is your problem?"
"My problem is that you have hurt my best friend and now, for some strange reason I don't want you near her."
"Your best friend?" She snorted. "No one screws their best friend."
"Okay so she's more than my best friend. When Darla bit her I was going to kill her. Cordy stopped me. Now, you nearly killed her. I was going to kill you. The only thing stopping me this time is that you are the slayer, a force of good. Which in a way makes it worse because a force of good shouldn't be going around throwing other forces of good from balconies! It isn't our history that is stopping me from killing you, it's the thought of all the good you can do. Back in Sunnydale." Angel told her angrily.
"You know Angel." Buffy began, tears in her eyes. "I came back here to help with the army but to talk to you and to ask you to come back home. I've grown up, I've died. I realise that the things you once offered me were all that I need. I don't need sex and children, I just need you. I love you. She can't make you that happy, after all you still have your soul so you can't have that much perfect happiness between you." She aimed one last dig at Cordelia.
"Listen to me now, this is my home. My child is here, my partner is here, no, make that my soul mate. And the truth is she makes me very happy. Perfectly happy. When Cor got the demon powers he got the power to heal certain things. She glows and whatever she touches is healed. She healed the hole inside of me and made my soul stick. It's permanent now. Sure, I haven't reached my shanshu but this is the next best thing. The curse is lifted and I get to be with the woman I love and my child without worrying whether or not I'm going to turn evil and kill them. My relationship with Cordelia is more intense, more loving, more passionate and more intimate that what we ever had. I'm sorry if that hurts you but it's the truth. You can't go back to Sunnydale thinking that there is a future for us because there isn't."
Before Buffy could reply, Cordelia came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, dripping water onto the carpet. "What's going on?"
"I came to say that I am truly sorry for what I did." Buffy said and then turned and ran down the hall.
Angel shut the door behind her and came over to Cordelia who stood with a sceptical look on her face. "She really did come to say she was sorry?"
"Well, yeah. But also to ask me to come back to Sunnydale." He explained and leant down to nibble at her neck. "Of course I told her that I'd have to think about it." He teased.
"Of course you did." She played along with him and then started walking back towards the bathroom, taking him with her. "I didn't quite reach the middle of my back, if you cold be so kind."
Downstairs, Buffy stormed straight into the lobby and ran straight into Spike.
"Steady on love. Where's the fire?"
"I've had it with this place!" She exclaimed. "Do you want to go get a drink?"
"Sure." He agreed and they left the hotel.
Willow and Anya saw them leaving and looked at each other with questions in their eyes.
"Maybe they're going to become orgasm partners." Anya suggested.