Title: Family: Forward to LA

Author: victoriamartynne

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Spoilers: None, I think!

Summary: Imagine if Connor had never been taken by Wesley, Xander and Anya had never split up and Angel had told Cordelia how he felt. Sequel to Family: Back to Sunnydale. The Scoobies visit the Fang Gang.

"Angel! Stop that at once!" Wes ordered sternly.

He pulled away from Buffy but didn't let her go.

"What do you think you are doing?" He asked.

"Kissing Cordelia." He looked towards the woman he had been kissing and then recoiled. "You're not Cordelia."

"Angel, man, what's going on with you?" Gunn asked.

"Angel looked around in confusion. "She was Cordelia."

"That's Buffy." Giles stated the obvious.

"I know, but she wasn't, she was Cordelia. That's why I kissed her." He rubbed at his mouth with the back of his hand. "You did something!" He accused Buffy and pointed a finger at her.

"I didn't do anything honey. You did exactly what you wanted to do." Se purred and tried to kiss him again.

Giles grabbed her arm and held her. "There's certainly something going on here for you to see Cordelia when you are looking at Buffy."

Cordelia came running down the stairs, dressed again in cream pants and a red jumper with a bag in her hand.

"Cor?" Angel ran up to her, confused. "What are you doing?" He touched her arm.

She pulled away from him and glared at him. "Get the hell off of me!"

She pushed past him and headed for the door.

"Did you see.?" Angel asked as he watched her retreating back. "You can't leave!"

She spun back around. Fred and Wes were looking worried and Gunn just looked startled. "I can leave and I am, and you!" She turned to Buffy. "Are the biggest slag I ever saw!" She punched Buffy square in the nose and ran out of the hotel before the tears could fall.

"You performed an imitation spell! You idiot!" Lilah shouted down the phone at Gavin. "That won't last on a vampire for any longer than four seconds, at the most! There was no way it would have given Angel a moment of perfect happiness!"

She slammed the phone down angrily and bit on one of her perfectly manicured nail. There was no way this was coming back on her, no way.

Cordelia ran crying down the path. She heard someone following her and ran faster.

"Cordelia! Wait!" Angel shouted after her as she ran towards the road.

"Why should I?" She screamed back and spun around. "I saw you Angel, you were kissing her and you were enjoying it! I can't believe I ever thought I could be good enough for you!"

As if it happened in slow motion, she took a step backwards. Unbeknownst to her it was into the road. The car hit her from behind and flung her in the air. The landed on the hood of the car and then fell from it sideways to land on the road in a heap.

"Cordelia!" Angel shouted.

He ran across to her lifeless form and felt for a pulse. Thank god, he thought. Hearing the commotion outside, the gang came running outside. Seeing Cordelia on the floor they stopped dead. Fred put her hand to her mouth to quieten the sob that was about to escape. Wes came to kneel next to Angel.

"Gunn, call an ambulance!" He ordered. "Quickly!"

"Oh God, Cordy." He murmured and felt tears spring into his own eyes.

Her face was pale and scratched where the gravel had scraped against it when she fell. Looking down her body, Wes saw a pool of blood beginning to soak through her pants.

"Angel, the baby." He saw Angel's eyes drift downwards and then close briefly.

"It will be fine. Everything will be fine." He said, praying that it would be true.