Title: Untitled

Author: Lily -- lilyana_vamp@yahoo.com

Rating: R...eventually

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Distribution: If you want it, take it...just let me know where it

went.

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Summary: When the unspeakable happens, the unspeakable is brought

about...but not without some complications. Author's Notes: This is SOOO needing a name.please make suggestions when you leave feedback!! Author's Notes 2: Song lyrics are from "Bring Me to Life" by Evanesence

Part 5 Crazy

Angelus waltzed down the staircase with his confident, crazed smile and toward the waiting group, armed with crossbows, axes, and Gunn with his flame-thrower. He looked at Fred, holding a crossbow aimed directly at his heart. "Fred, what are you doing? You shouldn't point that at someone. Your finger might slip and you could really get hurt," he grinned.

"Don't you mean YOU could get hurt Angelus?" she answered coldly.

"Aw, did Cordy come visit you and spoil my big surprise? She was never good at keeping her mouth shut, was she?" He continued smiling and walked to the kitchen. "Doesn't he keep anything but fucking pig's blood around here?" He turned to the team. "Oh, that's right, he has friends.shall we have a snack?" Angelus lunged at them, game face on.

"One more step and we're sweeping you up and taking you out with the garbage," Gunn warned, training the flame-thrower at the vampire.

"Gunny-boy, you got the balls to do that? Don't you know that you'll be killing the being that saved your scrumptious little cake here from Pylea? How would she feel about you then? And then Wes, well, he'd be pissed at you because you upset Fred, who he's madly in love with, and she'll go running to him because he wasn't the one to kill Angel. Of course, she always runs to Wes for some reason or another, doesn't she? What is it about you that just isn't good enough Gunn? What's Wes got that you don't?" Angelus kept picking away at Gunn's resolve, trying to distract him. It was working.

Gunn looked at Fred. "What's he talking about? When do you go to Wes? Why can't I help you?"

Fred didn't answer Gunn. Instead, she held still, eyeing Angelus angrily. "It's not going to work Angelus. Cordy told me that you'd try to do something like this. You can't get to me, not again."

Angelus shrugged. "Oh well, it was worth a shot. The food always tastes better when you play with it first. That's why mommies and daddies always tell their kids not to; they have to take all the fun out of life."

"Angelus, you can make this easy. Let us restore your soul and you both stay alive. If you fight us, there's no guarantee." Wesley held his axe ready.

"You're actually gonna kill your boss Wes? Wow, now that's impressive. I always figured you to be just a pretty boy; a watcher who failed miserably at everything he attempted. But to kill your boss, now that's a HUGE step in the other direction."

"It's what he would want," Connor said from behind Angelus. "And believe me, I'd have no problem doing it."

"Ah yes, the prodigal son. And what have we been up to today? Plotting to put me 20,000 leagues under the sea again? Or maybe trying to move in on Gunn's girl. You're pretty good at accomplishing both of those."

Connor looked at him emotionless. "Goodnight Dad." He swung the board and hit Angelus broadside in the head.

**Angelus looked at her in silence. She was absolutely perfect. Her dark hair, her dark eyes and that mega-watt smile. Only there was no smile on her face. She looked sad, so very sad. Something stirred in him, came over him, and he suddenly wanted to see her smile. He wanted to be the one to make her smile. He didn't want her to be sad anymore. He needed her to be happy and needed to be the one to make her happy. He wanted her. He needed her.

"Only in your dreams Angelus."**

Angelus's eyes snapped open and he growled. What was it that made him feel that way about her in that dream? The only feelings he had for her was the disappointment that he wasn't the one that had put her in the ground. He didn't have any romantic feelings for Cordelia Chase, that was the pathetic one. "Fucking soul residue." He looked at his surroundings and found himself caged like an animal.

"Fred.Wes.Connor.Gunn." he called sinisterly. "Do you really think this is going to hold me long enough for you to put that wretched soul back in? It ain't gonna happen!!" The vampire sat back on his heels to bide his time and began singing. ".Without a soul, my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold." Something caught Angelus's attention. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of light. "What kind of cheap scare tactic is that Wes?"

Cordelia tried to focus all of her paranormal energy on manifesting herself before Angelus. She knew he'd never willingly agree to be re-souled, but maybe with the right convincing, and a bit of his own medicine, he'd cave.

".Without a soul, my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold."

"Not for long buddy," she fumed, more determined than ever to restore him to his souled, Angel-self again.

He looked in her direction and then called up the stairs, "What kind of cheap scare tactic is that Wes?"

She smiled and made another attempt. This time, she could see she was more successful.

"Trying to make me think I'm seeing Cordy I see," he called out confidently. "What is it, some kind of spell? Can I touch her and hear here and all that too?" He looked back at her when he received no answer. "Yeah, yeah, it ain't gonna work Wes. You can make her go away now." Cordelia didn't move. "Wes, enough already! If you don't remove this image, I'm gonna kill you slow and painful and make you wish you were back in that rotten childhood with that father of yours again!!" Cordelia didn't speak. "Go away. You aren't real." He turned away from her and back to the bars of the cage, looking for any weakness or means to escape.

Cordy smiled, seeing that her plan was working perfectly. If she couldn't reason with the vampire, she'd drive him crazy, just like he had so many in his day. Besides, how many times had he complained that she'd never shut up?.

Angelus knew the image of Cordy was still behind him. For the first time, he wished that she would just say something, but she didn't. Why would she, she wasn't real. She was dead. She only existed in dreams now. She couldn't be there behind him.

"Wesley, let me out of this cage or I'll make you watch as I rip each of your friends limb from limb!!" Angelus gripped the bars tightly and began trying to shake them loose. "I swear I'll make you all suffer and enjoy every bit of it!!!" he growled in rage.

Wesley came down the stairs slowly and emotionlessly. "I suggest that you settle down and be quiet. You're interrupting our research," he spoke evenly from the staircase.

"Make her go away, now," Angelus growled, his eyes flashing yellow.

"Make who go away? There's no one else down here besides you Angelus."

"You know who I'm talking about Wesley. Get rid of that image."

"You know, Angel always said you were a little mad. I always thought you were just ingenious, but I'm beginning to think he was right." Wesley turned and walked back up the stairs. "You might as well rest up Angelus. Angel's gonna want his body to be in top shape when he gets it back."

"It's MY body Watcher!" Angelus turned around angrily and found himself face to face with Cordy. "Get out of my mind whore!!" he yelled and waved his arm through her, making her form dissipate into mist. He sat on the floor of his cage with his head between his hands.

Fred looked at the monitor worriedly. "Are you sure he can't get out of there? He looks REALLY mad now."

"I can't be sure of anything Fred. Never underestimate Angelus's power, cunning, or strength. The only thing we can hope for is that we find a way of restoring his soul before he finds a way out." He went back to his book, trying to ignore the glares he was receiving from Gunn. "Gunn, could you please concentrate on the matter at hand? We'll deal with the other issues when there is time."

"Whatever you say," the young man snapped and flipped though a book of his own.

"Wesley, I'm not finding anything on here," Fred sighed from her seat in front of Cordelia's computer. "There's stuff about the Orb of Thessula and the incantation, but it says that only pertains to if he lost his soul in a moment of pure happiness. I think we can safely rule that one out."

"I agree, this is a completely different circumstance and there may not be any record of restoration for this. We may have to devise our own method."

Angelus began pacing the cage, his hunger aching inside of him. "Somebody had better bring me something to eat!!" he yelled loud enough for them to hear him had they been on the top floor. He grinned when Fred and Gunn brought the blood down to him. "Mmm..such a sweet thing bringing me my dinner. A guy could get used to that."

"Well don't be getting any ideas because I would have no problem dusting your ass," Gunn warned, crossbow ready.

"I'm insulted Gunn. Do you really think I'm that stupid?"

"Do you really want an answer?"

Fred cautiously approached the cage with the bag of blood in her hand. She moved her arm forward to throw it to him and in a flash he had hold of her.

"Charles!!" she screamed as he gripped her throat and moved his teeth to it.

"Let her go Angelus," Gunn demanded.

"I'd say that you are in no position to make demands Charlie." He could see the man's anger at the use of that nickname and let out a low growl. "She smells so sweet, like an expensive piece of chocolate."

"Let her go or I'll put this arrow through you cold, dead heart."

"And kill her in the process? You can't shoot me without shooting her," Angelus pointed out. "If you want her, come and get her." He waited until Gunn was within reaching distance and pulled her against the bars violently. "Oh, there is a catch, you gotta let me out."

"No way," Gunn answered wide-eyed. "Fred baby."

"Charles." she whispered, petrified.

"You know, in a way, I was hoping you'd say that." Angelus sunk his fangs into Fred's tender flesh and felt the warm, human blood rush into his mouth. Nothing he could remember had tasted better, after all those years of rancid pig's blood.

"Fred!! Angelus stop! Let her go and I'll open the cage!" Gunn pleaded and caught Fred as Angelus ripped away.

"I thought you'd see it my way."

"Fred, baby, are you alright? Fred?" Gunn held a hand tightly against the open wound on her neck and threw the keys to Angelus. "Get out of my sight before I change my mind," he threatened and held Fred close.

Angelus walked up the stairs like nothing had happened and right past Wesley. "You might want to give Charlie-boy a hand with Sugar. She's not feeling so well," he stated simply and wiped a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Wesley stared at him, stunned for a moment. He contemplated going after the vampire but realized Fred might be in need of immediate medical attention. He raced down the stairs to find Gunn holding her in his arms, whispering to her lovingly. He couldn't hear what the man was saying and couldn't see Fred's face or neck, but by the amount of blood pooled on the floor, he knew it wasn't looking good.

Angelus walked into his room and found himself in front of Cordelia again. He froze, locked in her gaze for a few moments before looking away. "You aren't here. You aren't real." He barricaded his door once again; feeling a little tired after his small meal, and lay on his bed. "Go away and let me rest."

**Angelus reached out for her, trying to feel her, to see if she was really lying next to him in his bed. He touched her face tenderly and pulled her close to him. "Cordy, please don't .."

"Don't what Angelus?"

"Don't let me wake up from this. Don't let me go back to a place where you are gone."

"Why do you care Angelus? You would have killed me yourself, given the chance."

"I don't want to be in a world without you. Sure, I would have killed you, but I would have turned you. I would have let you live forever with me."

"I wouldn't want to live forever with you Angelus."

"Please Cordy."

"No Angelus, you'll wake up and you'll face the world without me. And you will get your soul back." Cordelia pulled his lips down to hers and kissed him passionately. She ran her fingers through his hair and down his back. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. She kissed his neck and chest, hearing him moan at her touch. Shivers ran through her as he pressed his cold body against hers and she pulled him closer to her.

Angelus couldn't believe what as happening and he didn't care. He had Cordelia close to him. He could smell her and feel her. And he could kiss her. As she lay beside him, suddenly beautifully naked, he ceased to think. He crushed his lips to hers, kissing her with bruising strength. He explored her body with his lips, her delicious neck, her slender arms, her perfect breasts, her firm stomach, and her long legs. He heard her shriek as he pleasured her in ways that no man had been able to. He could smell her getting closer to climax, her perfectly manicured nails digging into the back of his neck, drawing blood and he drove on. He felt her body tighten and tense, and his own arousal began to throb painfully. He settled himself between her legs and thrust into her. He didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't control himself. It was all so primal at that point. There was only one purpose. Please the girl. Please himself. Angelus brought himself to the edge of his orgasm.

"Only in your dreams," she whispered and was gone.**

Angelus opened his eyes once more and looked at the empty bed. He let out an unearthly sound and threw a lamp against the wall. He looked at the sketches and walked toward them, prepared to shred every single one, when he saw her. She stood by the bed silently, watching him with those big brown eyes.

"Cordy." He approached her, but she didn't move and didn't speak. She just looked at him. "Cordy please, leave me alone. You're gone. You're dead. You need to leave me the hell alone."

She said nothing.

"Get out! You aren't real! Get the hell out of my room and stay the hell out of my dreams!" he yelled, trying to make her dissipate again, but failed.

She did not move.

"If I can't touch you, if I can't have you, I don't want you around! Go away!"

Silence.

"You fucking bitch! Can't you take a hint! You aren't wanted here!"

Staring.

Angelus began to shake. "Please Cordelia, don't do this. I can't take it. I can't take seeing you if I can't have you." The vampire sunk to his knees.

Watching.

"What do you want from me?"

Waiting.

"Please Cor, don't do this to me. I'll do anything."

Cordelia smiled. Those were exactly the words she was waiting for.