Author's Note: The song in this chapter is Tara's I'm Under You Spell. Thanks to cookie-dough for noticing. :-)
It was perfect. The metaphysical laws of the place was somewhat like that of Pylea. The sun posed no threat to him and aside from him being technically dead it was as if he was normal. Just another average Joe. The place was completely still, as if there were no other people but him, Connor and Cordy. Cordelia was sitting on a blanket under a tree holding Connor. A picnic basket lay open beside her.
"Hey, Angel." She smiled at him rocking Connor in her arms. "Come on the food's getting cold."
Angel walked towards them feeling absolutely at peace. Before he could reach them a ring of fire erupted around the tree and the blanket. "Cordelia! Connor!" Angel rushed towards the ring prepared to pass through it but some unseen force prevented him from going farther. Frantic he pounded on the invisible wall. He could see Cordelia and Connor safe and seemingly unaffected by the fire. He was in the perfect place with two of the most important persons to him and he couldn't even reach them.
Angel gasped awake, breathing heavily even though he didn't need to. It didn't take long for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. Angel watched as Cordelia stir in her sleep but didn't wake up. The dream was still in his mind but having both Cordelia and Connor close was calming him down. Cordy curled closer towards Connor and a lock of hair fell across her face. Angel brushed it gently away. A smile flitted across Cordelia's face making him smile as well.
"+I've always felt so at home
When I see the smile on your face
A warmth inside of me grows
And I know that this is my place+"
He paused for a second listening to Cordelia and Connor breathing. Then started singing again.
"+I know that this is right
Forever with you at my side
There's something I should tell
I want to set it free
Lay it bare for all to see
If this would just end well
Then you Connor and me
Could live forever happily+"
Gazing around the dark room Angel frowned. The curtains were drawn tight to prevent sunlight from coming in and burning him into ashes. His gaze landed on Cordelia and Connor. Two people of the light who was enduring the darkness fro him.
"+I dreamed a world so different
A fairytale kingdom somewhere
I was the knight in armor
And you were the princess so rare+"
He stared at the beautiful face of his seer, his best friend. The face that he would give anything to see smile.
"+But then I was shown
Something I always have known
There's something I should tell
But I can't possible be
Because this just can never be+"
Angel remembered a dream he had of Buffy and him getting married. It started almost happily but ended the same as this dream.
"+I know this story well
How painful it can be
Destroys so much so easily
So this can never be+"
The soft knock on the door startled Angel. He got out of bed slowly making sure not to jostle Cordy and Connor. Halfway to the door he stopped when he realized that he was just singing. Not only was the fact that he was singing was weird, but it was even weirder that he had actually managed to sing reasonably well. Another knock, a little louder this time, forced Angel out of his thoughts. He opened the door finding Fred on the other side.
"Angel. Sorry to wake you up but there's a call for you downstairs."
"Oh, um thanks." Angel closed the door behind him then followed Fred downstairs. "Hey, Fred none of you just burst into song did you?"
Fred turned to him, eyes wide. "Yeah. Did you sing too?"
Angel nodded. "Yeah. It was weird."
"It was, wasn't it? At first it was only me singing then Wesley and Gunn joined in. We mostly sang about you-" Fred stopped remembering Angel's reaction when she told him about his and Cordelia's kye-rumption. "Nothing important but we all sang well so that was a surprise. It was kind sort of like a musical, with the parts laid out and everything. What did you sing about?"
Angel glanced back up the stairs then continued walking. "Just stuff. I'd better get that call and we should probably research. Just incase."
Fred watched Angel carefully sure that something was up but she also knew that sometimes it was better to keep your mouth shut. Shut about the thing you're not supposed to talk about that is because no one can really keep their mouth shut for long. Unless of course someone taped it shut or if you didn't have a mouth. "I'll go look for Lorne. He might know something."
"Yeah. Thanks." Angel replied. Something was up and he was pretty sure it wasn't good. He wasn't really worried about the singing. He was worried about what he had sung about and the problem it could have caused if Cordelia had been awake to hear him.
It was perfect. The metaphysical laws of the place was somewhat like that of Pylea. The sun posed no threat to him and aside from him being technically dead it was as if he was normal. Just another average Joe. The place was completely still, as if there were no other people but him, Connor and Cordy. Cordelia was sitting on a blanket under a tree holding Connor. A picnic basket lay open beside her.
"Hey, Angel." She smiled at him rocking Connor in her arms. "Come on the food's getting cold."
Angel walked towards them feeling absolutely at peace. Before he could reach them a ring of fire erupted around the tree and the blanket. "Cordelia! Connor!" Angel rushed towards the ring prepared to pass through it but some unseen force prevented him from going farther. Frantic he pounded on the invisible wall. He could see Cordelia and Connor safe and seemingly unaffected by the fire. He was in the perfect place with two of the most important persons to him and he couldn't even reach them.
Angel gasped awake, breathing heavily even though he didn't need to. It didn't take long for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. Angel watched as Cordelia stir in her sleep but didn't wake up. The dream was still in his mind but having both Cordelia and Connor close was calming him down. Cordy curled closer towards Connor and a lock of hair fell across her face. Angel brushed it gently away. A smile flitted across Cordelia's face making him smile as well.
"+I've always felt so at home
When I see the smile on your face
A warmth inside of me grows
And I know that this is my place+"
He paused for a second listening to Cordelia and Connor breathing. Then started singing again.
"+I know that this is right
Forever with you at my side
There's something I should tell
I want to set it free
Lay it bare for all to see
If this would just end well
Then you Connor and me
Could live forever happily+"
Gazing around the dark room Angel frowned. The curtains were drawn tight to prevent sunlight from coming in and burning him into ashes. His gaze landed on Cordelia and Connor. Two people of the light who was enduring the darkness fro him.
"+I dreamed a world so different
A fairytale kingdom somewhere
I was the knight in armor
And you were the princess so rare+"
He stared at the beautiful face of his seer, his best friend. The face that he would give anything to see smile.
"+But then I was shown
Something I always have known
There's something I should tell
But I can't possible be
Because this just can never be+"
Angel remembered a dream he had of Buffy and him getting married. It started almost happily but ended the same as this dream.
"+I know this story well
How painful it can be
Destroys so much so easily
So this can never be+"
The soft knock on the door startled Angel. He got out of bed slowly making sure not to jostle Cordy and Connor. Halfway to the door he stopped when he realized that he was just singing. Not only was the fact that he was singing was weird, but it was even weirder that he had actually managed to sing reasonably well. Another knock, a little louder this time, forced Angel out of his thoughts. He opened the door finding Fred on the other side.
"Angel. Sorry to wake you up but there's a call for you downstairs."
"Oh, um thanks." Angel closed the door behind him then followed Fred downstairs. "Hey, Fred none of you just burst into song did you?"
Fred turned to him, eyes wide. "Yeah. Did you sing too?"
Angel nodded. "Yeah. It was weird."
"It was, wasn't it? At first it was only me singing then Wesley and Gunn joined in. We mostly sang about you-" Fred stopped remembering Angel's reaction when she told him about his and Cordelia's kye-rumption. "Nothing important but we all sang well so that was a surprise. It was kind sort of like a musical, with the parts laid out and everything. What did you sing about?"
Angel glanced back up the stairs then continued walking. "Just stuff. I'd better get that call and we should probably research. Just incase."
Fred watched Angel carefully sure that something was up but she also knew that sometimes it was better to keep your mouth shut. Shut about the thing you're not supposed to talk about that is because no one can really keep their mouth shut for long. Unless of course someone taped it shut or if you didn't have a mouth. "I'll go look for Lorne. He might know something."
"Yeah. Thanks." Angel replied. Something was up and he was pretty sure it wasn't good. He wasn't really worried about the singing. He was worried about what he had sung about and the problem it could have caused if Cordelia had been awake to hear him.
