Title: Untitled

Author: Lily -- lilyana_vamp@yahoo.com

Rating: R...eventually

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Summary: When the unspeakable happens, the unspeakable is brought

about...but not without some complications. Author's Notes: If anyone has any suggestions for titles, please share...I'm blocking!! Thanks!

Part 4 Dreams

Cordy decided it was time for a little damage control while Angelus was sleeping. She walked right through his barricades and door and into the hallway outside. "That's gonna take some getting used to," she shuddered and looked down the empty hall. There was no one in sight. She figured everyone was sleeping and decided to check in on Connor.

She sat next to his bed and watched him sleep as she had when he was a baby. He looked peaceful when he slept, something he never looked when awake. "I'm so sorry Connor. I really made a mess of things." She tried to touch his face and was blinded by a bright light.

**"This is the most vivid vision I've ever had," she commented, looking around Connor's loft.

"Cordy, you came back," Connor smiled at her.

"Connor, you know I can't stay."

"I know, but I need you. I need to feel you again."

Cordy looked at him sadly. "That can't happen again. We never should have- "

"No, don't say it," he snapped. "He was right, I'm nothing to you. You don't love me."

"That's not true Connor; I do love you. But I'm in love with Angel. What happened that night was about something other than love and it was wrong."

"For you maybe."

"I came here to tell you to stay away from Angel, not to talk about that," Cordy sighed, trying to change the subject.

"Why? Because you're in love with him or you don't want me to hurt him? He deserves it after the things he said about you."

"Neither. Because he's not you father. That man down there saying all those cruel and hurtful things was Angelus, not Angel."

"And the difference is.?"

"Huge! Angel, your father, is a kind, decent being that has saved the world, and my ass, more times than I can count."

"They why didn't he save you this time? He should have saved you," Connor whispered, trying to choke back tears.

Cordelia hugged him and held him tightly. "Please Connor, don't blame Angel for what happened to me. He did everything he could to protect me, but I was too stubborn to listen and stay put. If you need to blame someone, blame me. Don't blame your dad; he's going to need you more than ever when this is through."

"But he said I was a disappointment."

"Listen to me, that thing is a monster wearing Angel's face. You can't listen to him or trust him. He'll take any opportunity to get to you, no matter how small." She touched his face tenderly, as a mother would and smiled sadly. "I have to go now Connor."

"No, please stay," the boy pleaded.

"I can't Sweetie. I have to go, but I'll try to come back tomorrow night. I'll see you at dreamtime," she whispered.**

Cordelia opened her eyes and realized she was still sitting by his bed at the Hyperion. "Did I just dream that?"

"Goodbye Cordy," she heard Connor say in his sleep.

"Oh, he dreamed it. Sweet, I can make physical contact in their dreams. Dream invasion could be fun! Watch out, here comes Dream Cordy! Now, who should I visit next?"

Cordy peeked into Fred's and Gunn's room to make sure they weren't doing anything she didn't want to see and heard Fred crying in her sleep. She sat beside the girl and put a hand on her head.

**"Don't cry Fred, please."

"Oh Cordelia, he said such horrible things, about all of us. I-I've never seen Angel this way," the girl sobbed into Cordy's shoulder. "I-I can feel you!"

"Yeah, dream realm thing I guess. Back to the point, don't listen to him Fred. Don't let him get to you. That isn't Angel, that is Angelus. That's what I was trying to tell you all."

"Angelus? But how? I thought he had to be-"

"Perfectly happy, yeah, I know. I'm not sure how because we definitely never made with the happies.I'd remember that! I can tell you when though."

"When?"

"When you guys were taking me.my body to the morgue. He had his outburst, hurling my picture around and then poof, we have Angelus."

"How do we make him Angel again?" Fred asked, still crying softly.

"You'll have to talk to Wes on that one. Look Fred, I have to go find out what I can from Angelus's subconscious. Tell Gunn and Wes what I've told you, okay?"

"Of course Cordelia. Cordy?"

"Yeah Fred?" Cordy turned back and asked.

"He loved you Cordy. He really did, despite the things he said to you. He was just upset and hurt." Cordy smiled slightly. "And I miss you Cordy."

"I miss you too Fred, and thank you. I needed to hear that.the missing and the loving. Now sleep well."**

Cordelia observed that Fred seemed more at peace after their talk and walked to the door. "Now, let's see what I can get out of Angelus."

**"Cordy? But how?" Angelus looked at her in shock.

"Don't give me that Angelus. Why are you here?"

Angelus was too stunned to say a word. He suddenly reached out and grabbed her by the back of the head.

"Get your paws off me!" she screamed and tried to push him away. He pulled her to him and kissed her passionately, his hands tenderly exploring her body. He made quick work of her top, revealing her red lace bra.

"Oh Cordy, I've dreamed of this," he whispered between kisses. He trailed his lips down her neck and across the top of each breast. "Every time I see you, smell you, I dream of this. I want you Cordelia."

Cordy closed her eyes and moaned as he laid an icy yet fiery kiss on her nipple, through her bra. "Angel," she sighed at his touch and gasped as his hands gripped her hips and held tight.

"Yeah, he dreams of it too."

"Angelus! No! Get off me!" she yelled out and pushed him back on the bed.

"Come on Cordy, you know you want me too," he taunted seductively, lying back on the blood red sating sheets in an invitation.

For an instant, Cordelia wondered how it would feel to be pressed between those sheets and his cool skin. "I want that body, not you Angelus."

He propped himself up on one elbow. "Well, that's kinda shallow."

"I never claimed to not be shallow." She stood over the vampire with authority, ignoring her exposed state.

"Then why did you come to me Cor?"

"To tell you to stay the hell away from my friends."

"And how do you expect to keep me from them? You're not exactly doing too well in the living department."

Cordy leaned over him, placing a hand on either side of his body. She could see the arousal in his eyes and she gave him a sexy smile. "I could keep you occupied in many wonderfully exciting ways," she whispered and kissed him. She then grabbed his hair and pulled his head to one side violently. "Or I could just forget whose body you're in and tear you apart, limb by limb. Do we have an understanding?"

"Cor, I never knew you liked to play that way," Angelus grinned and she tightened her grip.

"I mean it Angelus. Stay away from them or next time, you won't wake up."**

Angelus opened his eyes and touched his head tenderly. "Dumb dead bitch thinks she can rattle me, she's even more stupid than I thought. Besides, she can't do anything; she's dead and long gone." He laughed and crumpled up one of Angel's sketches of her. "Bye-bye Cordy."