A/N: Hi everyone! Look: Chapter 7 !!! And it's longer!! As usual, thank
you, my dear reviewers!
Aurora: I don't think Anya had something to do with it. But in the end, things will be much clearer (I hope ;o) )
*-* Part seven *-*
He sighed as he went to sit down, putting the cup of coffee on the little table next to him. He'd been in the waiting-room for over half an hour now, watching people come and go, nurses in blue dresses passing by,.But to him it seemed like he'd been there for an eternity. An eternity of pacing through the room, sweaty hands, worrying about the woman he loved and adored, since he'd rushed her to the hospital.
He was scared; scared she'd loose the babies. That would bring her down completely.
'Mr. Chase?' a doctor approached him, and Xander jumped up.
'Your wife's condition is stabilised.'
'And the babies?' Xander asked.
'They're fine.' the doctor started.
'Thank God.' Xander said.
'But she's had some bleeding, Mr. Chase. Her placenta is ruptured.'
'What are you saying?'
'If she doesn't.take care and rest, she might loose the babies.'
*-*-*
She was sitting outside, her sweet face caressed by the sunlight, her eyes pleased by the magnificent colours in front of her. A butterfly moving from one flower to the next. She liked it here. The calm serenity of the garden, the beauty of nature. A place to escape to in the living city of L.A., a place to be on their own a while, a place that allowed her to think.
Her peace was disturbed by a cough behind her.
'Hey Giles.' she said without turning around.
'Hi Willow.Can I join you?'
She nodded and he went to sit down next to her.
'It's nice out here.' He said
'Too bad Angel can't enjoy this.' Willow said, pulling a rose closer to her face so she could take in the sweet scent.
'Cordelia did a nice job here, and I'm sure Angel comes down here, in appropriate times of course.' Giles said, taking in a breath, 'We should get inside, get something ready to eat.' He said while he got up, taking in the sight of the neat garden. It was clear Cordelia liked it too, and had invested a lot of her spare time keeping it all cleaned. A sad smile appeared on his face as he pictured it all covered in weed, then he followed Willow inside, helping the others preparing dinner.
*-*-*
After some more information, the doctor had led him to a small room, white as snow and very clean, where a pale figure lay asleep in the bed.
'Cordy?' he whispered as he took his place by her side, taking her slender hand into his.
'I swear it'll be all right.' He said, pressing a kiss upon her forehead as he brushed away the strands of hair.
'Xander?' she asked in a soft voice.
'You're awake?'
A weak smile covered her lips.
'It's going to be okay.' He said again, squeezing her hand a little.
'I don't want to loose my babies, Xander.' She said, tears welling up in her eyes.
'You won't, I'll make sure of that.' Xander swore as he gently gave her a hug.
*-*-*
'This tastes really good guys!' Buffy said as she put some more meat on her fork.
Angel nodded in agreement, even though he didn't really taste much. He'd decided to join them at the table, and even eat some too; he still found it weird to drink his blood in front of Buffy and the Scoobies, and he knew they would be grossed out.
'Thanks.' Dawn said, a smile covering her face, 'Connor did most of it though.' She added, her words making the young boy blush.
Buffy let out a laugh, then said, 'Sure he's your son, Angel?'
'Why?' he asked, a bit uncomfortable.
'I never knew you could cook.' she then said. It was true, she'd never seen Angel do much more in the kitchen then make some tea.
'Actually Angel's a pretty good cook.' Wesley said, his mouth still half- full, as he remembered the scrambled eggs his vampire-friend used to make in the mornings for the A.I.-crew. The others just looked at Angel, a surprised look on their faces, then all looked back at their plates.
'I'm not hungry.' Angel said, getting up and walking to the lobby, leaving the others alone in silence.
*-*-*
He helped her into the living room, taking small steps, careful not to hurt her, careful not to harm the children in her womb. He urged her to sit down on the couch, giving her time to rest. They had plenty of time anyway.
Even though she still was worried and scared, she was smiling.
'It's good to be home.' She said, a little smile on her face.
'You're lucky the doctors let you go home so quickly.'
'I'll rest.' She said, gratefully accepting the glass of water Dennis handed her, 'Thanks Dennis.'
'Cor, you know what the doctors said.'
'I know, Xander...And I'll take the medication, don't worry.'
'Don't let him do this to you!'
'I won't.' She said, but they both knew that was a lie. She loved Angel, no discussion.
'Get some rest, I've got some errands to run.' He said, giving her a kiss upon her forehead, pulling the blanket Dennis handed him over her. Then he left her, knowing she was in good hands.
*-*-*
His heart beat at an incredible rate in his chest, his hands were sweaty and clenched around the piece of wood he'd taken with him. The rage he felt had taken him here, a lust to kill him.
He got ready to call out his name, gathering all the inhabitants of the hotel. They had a right to know.no more secrets, no more lies.
Then he spotted his dark figure in a corner of the lobby, alone.
'Angel.' He said, his voice steady, showing no emotion.
'Xander. Where's Cordelia?' the vampire asked.
'At home.' He answered, a bit surprised by Angle's question.
'How is she?' Angel looked at Xander, who was hiding the stake in his pocket.
'She's better, no thanks to you though.' Xander couldn't help giving Angel a biting remark.
'What do you mean?' Angel asked, concerned. There was something Xander was hiding.
'You know damn well. If she looses them, I'll kill you. I swear I'll stake you myself!' Xander said angrily.
'Is something wrong with the babies?' Angel was worried. It wasn't like Xander, threatening him like this. Oh wait . maybe it was, but it proved one thing. He loved Cordy too.
'Yes.' Xander spat, 'She almost lost them, 'cause all she can do is cry over you! You despise me, Angel! They say you've got a soul, but you're still an animal!'
Angel let out a low growl, and Xander kept quiet. Beneath all his anger, he was still scared.
'Get out.' Angel said in a deep voice.
'If she looses them, I swear I'll kill you.' Xander said, then he left.
*-*-*
After dinner, most of the inhabitants had gathered around the table, taking on the invitation of the youngsters, and Fred, to play some board games.
Only Angel had turned the children down, and had reclaimed his place in the shadows in the company of a book, needing some time alone. Thinking over what Xander had said earlier on. Brooding over Cordy, thinking over his decision.
'So here you've been hiding out.' A voice called out.
It was Buffy, slowly walking up to him.
'Sorry.' He said, but made no effort to put his book aside and join his friends.
'What's wrong, Angel? You've been so .distant.' She said, putting an arm around him.
Even though he didn't want to be touched now, he let her.
'I.you know I don't like too much bustle.'
'Angel.'
'Look, Buffy, I just want to be alone for a while..'
'Angel.'
'Please.'
'It's her, isn't it? How can she do this to you?!' Buffy raised her voice.
'She.'
'That cheap.'
But before she could finish her sentence, she was down on the ground, with Angel on top of her, yellow eyes flashing in the darkness. A low growl came from down his throat, then he was gone.
(lookie look! A reviewbutton! (evil grinning.. Should I update once more this week?.)
Aurora: I don't think Anya had something to do with it. But in the end, things will be much clearer (I hope ;o) )
*-* Part seven *-*
He sighed as he went to sit down, putting the cup of coffee on the little table next to him. He'd been in the waiting-room for over half an hour now, watching people come and go, nurses in blue dresses passing by,.But to him it seemed like he'd been there for an eternity. An eternity of pacing through the room, sweaty hands, worrying about the woman he loved and adored, since he'd rushed her to the hospital.
He was scared; scared she'd loose the babies. That would bring her down completely.
'Mr. Chase?' a doctor approached him, and Xander jumped up.
'Your wife's condition is stabilised.'
'And the babies?' Xander asked.
'They're fine.' the doctor started.
'Thank God.' Xander said.
'But she's had some bleeding, Mr. Chase. Her placenta is ruptured.'
'What are you saying?'
'If she doesn't.take care and rest, she might loose the babies.'
*-*-*
She was sitting outside, her sweet face caressed by the sunlight, her eyes pleased by the magnificent colours in front of her. A butterfly moving from one flower to the next. She liked it here. The calm serenity of the garden, the beauty of nature. A place to escape to in the living city of L.A., a place to be on their own a while, a place that allowed her to think.
Her peace was disturbed by a cough behind her.
'Hey Giles.' she said without turning around.
'Hi Willow.Can I join you?'
She nodded and he went to sit down next to her.
'It's nice out here.' He said
'Too bad Angel can't enjoy this.' Willow said, pulling a rose closer to her face so she could take in the sweet scent.
'Cordelia did a nice job here, and I'm sure Angel comes down here, in appropriate times of course.' Giles said, taking in a breath, 'We should get inside, get something ready to eat.' He said while he got up, taking in the sight of the neat garden. It was clear Cordelia liked it too, and had invested a lot of her spare time keeping it all cleaned. A sad smile appeared on his face as he pictured it all covered in weed, then he followed Willow inside, helping the others preparing dinner.
*-*-*
After some more information, the doctor had led him to a small room, white as snow and very clean, where a pale figure lay asleep in the bed.
'Cordy?' he whispered as he took his place by her side, taking her slender hand into his.
'I swear it'll be all right.' He said, pressing a kiss upon her forehead as he brushed away the strands of hair.
'Xander?' she asked in a soft voice.
'You're awake?'
A weak smile covered her lips.
'It's going to be okay.' He said again, squeezing her hand a little.
'I don't want to loose my babies, Xander.' She said, tears welling up in her eyes.
'You won't, I'll make sure of that.' Xander swore as he gently gave her a hug.
*-*-*
'This tastes really good guys!' Buffy said as she put some more meat on her fork.
Angel nodded in agreement, even though he didn't really taste much. He'd decided to join them at the table, and even eat some too; he still found it weird to drink his blood in front of Buffy and the Scoobies, and he knew they would be grossed out.
'Thanks.' Dawn said, a smile covering her face, 'Connor did most of it though.' She added, her words making the young boy blush.
Buffy let out a laugh, then said, 'Sure he's your son, Angel?'
'Why?' he asked, a bit uncomfortable.
'I never knew you could cook.' she then said. It was true, she'd never seen Angel do much more in the kitchen then make some tea.
'Actually Angel's a pretty good cook.' Wesley said, his mouth still half- full, as he remembered the scrambled eggs his vampire-friend used to make in the mornings for the A.I.-crew. The others just looked at Angel, a surprised look on their faces, then all looked back at their plates.
'I'm not hungry.' Angel said, getting up and walking to the lobby, leaving the others alone in silence.
*-*-*
He helped her into the living room, taking small steps, careful not to hurt her, careful not to harm the children in her womb. He urged her to sit down on the couch, giving her time to rest. They had plenty of time anyway.
Even though she still was worried and scared, she was smiling.
'It's good to be home.' She said, a little smile on her face.
'You're lucky the doctors let you go home so quickly.'
'I'll rest.' She said, gratefully accepting the glass of water Dennis handed her, 'Thanks Dennis.'
'Cor, you know what the doctors said.'
'I know, Xander...And I'll take the medication, don't worry.'
'Don't let him do this to you!'
'I won't.' She said, but they both knew that was a lie. She loved Angel, no discussion.
'Get some rest, I've got some errands to run.' He said, giving her a kiss upon her forehead, pulling the blanket Dennis handed him over her. Then he left her, knowing she was in good hands.
*-*-*
His heart beat at an incredible rate in his chest, his hands were sweaty and clenched around the piece of wood he'd taken with him. The rage he felt had taken him here, a lust to kill him.
He got ready to call out his name, gathering all the inhabitants of the hotel. They had a right to know.no more secrets, no more lies.
Then he spotted his dark figure in a corner of the lobby, alone.
'Angel.' He said, his voice steady, showing no emotion.
'Xander. Where's Cordelia?' the vampire asked.
'At home.' He answered, a bit surprised by Angle's question.
'How is she?' Angel looked at Xander, who was hiding the stake in his pocket.
'She's better, no thanks to you though.' Xander couldn't help giving Angel a biting remark.
'What do you mean?' Angel asked, concerned. There was something Xander was hiding.
'You know damn well. If she looses them, I'll kill you. I swear I'll stake you myself!' Xander said angrily.
'Is something wrong with the babies?' Angel was worried. It wasn't like Xander, threatening him like this. Oh wait . maybe it was, but it proved one thing. He loved Cordy too.
'Yes.' Xander spat, 'She almost lost them, 'cause all she can do is cry over you! You despise me, Angel! They say you've got a soul, but you're still an animal!'
Angel let out a low growl, and Xander kept quiet. Beneath all his anger, he was still scared.
'Get out.' Angel said in a deep voice.
'If she looses them, I swear I'll kill you.' Xander said, then he left.
*-*-*
After dinner, most of the inhabitants had gathered around the table, taking on the invitation of the youngsters, and Fred, to play some board games.
Only Angel had turned the children down, and had reclaimed his place in the shadows in the company of a book, needing some time alone. Thinking over what Xander had said earlier on. Brooding over Cordy, thinking over his decision.
'So here you've been hiding out.' A voice called out.
It was Buffy, slowly walking up to him.
'Sorry.' He said, but made no effort to put his book aside and join his friends.
'What's wrong, Angel? You've been so .distant.' She said, putting an arm around him.
Even though he didn't want to be touched now, he let her.
'I.you know I don't like too much bustle.'
'Angel.'
'Look, Buffy, I just want to be alone for a while..'
'Angel.'
'Please.'
'It's her, isn't it? How can she do this to you?!' Buffy raised her voice.
'She.'
'That cheap.'
But before she could finish her sentence, she was down on the ground, with Angel on top of her, yellow eyes flashing in the darkness. A low growl came from down his throat, then he was gone.
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