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.
Cordelia screamed and clung to the rope as it began to plummet towards the ground.
Someone on the ground screamed too, maybe Fred or Willow, she wasn't sure.
She closed her eyes and waited for the ground to meet her.
It didn't.
She opened her eyes again and saw that she was about ten feet lower but still not low enough to jump.
"What happened?" She shouted up, clinging to the rope.
Buffy poked her head through the window, or what you could still see of the window.
"The door gave way. I think we'll be okay, it's wedged behind the window."
From their position on the ground they could see that the bottom three quarters of the window was covered by the door. Buffy was attempting to climb over it to stand on the window ledge.
"Buffy, be careful!" Spike warned.
"Of yeah, Buffy be careful, she's not the one dangling in mid air!" Cordelia shouted angrily over Connor's wailing.
"Sorry, pet!" Spike at least had the courtesy to look a little sheepish.
"It's okay Cordy." Angel soothed. "It's only a few more feet and then we can grab you."
The rope began to sway again as there was another explosion upstairs. This one was in the room Buffy was in. She was flung off the ledge with the impact but was lucky enough to have a hold on the rope to stop herself falling.
Cordelia groaned and held onto the rope tighter, pressing it to her cheek. She closed her eyes again.
"Come on Cordelia!" Xander shouted up.
"Baby, it's okay, it's only a bit further!" Angel encouraged. "I'm going up to get her."
He told Wes and started to fling off his duster.
"Angel, you can't!" He argued. "With Buffy on the rope as well now it may not be strong enough to hold all of you. With just them two it should be okay."
"Angel?" Cordelia called down.
"Yeah?"
"If I get down there in one piece do I get a few days off work?"
He smiled. "Sure! Now please, start moving down again!"
She nodded and opened her eyes to see Buffy climbing down above her.
Slowly she began to inch her way down again until her feet were parallel with Angel's head.
He grabbed hold of her legs and held her until she was low enough for him to grab hold of her waist and lift her down.
He pulled her into his arms instantly. "Baby, I love you so much."
"I love you too Angel." She whispered into his neck. All of a sudden the tears came and she felt relief rise up in her. "I thought we were going to die!"
"I know sweetheart, I know." He soothed and stroked her back.
Behind them Buffy jumped to the ground nimbly and stood while Spike hugged her and then Willow.
Cordelia pulled herself out of Angel's grip and turned towards the slayer. Both women looked at each other and then simultaneously embraced each other. "Thank you." Cordelia whispered.
"No problem." The slayer whispered back just as sirens could be heard in the distance.
"Typical!" Gunn exclaimed. "Just as the damsels are rescued the professionals show! I hate this city! It's like living in a film!"
The two women let go of each other and laughed at the look on the black man's face.
Cordelia began to unwrap the sheet from around her body to let Connor out of the cocoon that he was desperately trying to fight his way out of.
"Maybe we should take them to the hospital to get checked out." Giles suggested.
"And you too Cordy, you said you'd pulled a couple of stitches." Buffy added.
She lifted her shirt to look and found that a couple had come out. "Okay then, Fred and I will go to the hospital. Angel, you and Wesley wait here for the fire department, Gunn; you take everyone else back to my old apartment." Once again she was in charge.
Gunn looked slightly surprised. "I still pay the rent on it for Dennis." She explained. "Now, everyone go and do what they need to."
She turned to Angel. "If you can try and get some clothes for Ashleigh and Connor then it would help. And some formula and."
He cut her off by kissing her. "Stop fussing." He said when they broke apart. "Now, go to the hospital, we'll be fine."
She nodded and went to her jeep with Fred following with Ashleigh in her arms.
They arrived back at her old apartment a couple of hours later. The door was wide open and Spike seemed to be leaning into mid air with a mug of blood in his hand.
"How long have you been here?" Cordelia asked.
"Couple of hours." He replied casually.
"What are you doing out here?"
"Your ghost won't invite me in." He replied, annoyance evident in his voice.
Cordelia stepped around him. "Come in Spike."
He fell straight through the door, the force field having being lifted and smattered blood across the hallway carpet. "You'd better clean that up before Dennis finds out!" Cordelia shouted back over her shoulder as she and Fred made their way into the living room.
"Hey honey." She said to Angel and went to perch on the arm of the chair he was sat in.
"How are they?" He asked and looked at Ashleigh in her arms.
"They're okay. The doctor said that by wrapping them up we probably saved their lives."
"What about you? Did they stitch you back up?" He placed his hand on her stomach.
"Yeah, I only pulled two out so it wasn't that bad." She shrugged it off and smiled brightly at the room. "Did you manage to save anything from the hotel?"
Wes nodded. "We got some clothes out for you, the children and Fred as well as your laptop and my books."
"Is it damaged much?" Fred asked.
"It's impossible to go beyond the third floor because there is no floor. We could only get things from your room and Angel's. I'm afraid all of lour guests belonging have been lost." He replied.
"It'll be okay, I suppose. At least we're here." Buffy smiled at him.
"Yes, I'm afraid it could have been much worse." Giles added and cleaned his glasses.
"Much worse indeed." Wes mused and the whole room went quiet, thinking about what could have happened.
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.
Cordelia screamed and clung to the rope as it began to plummet towards the ground.
Someone on the ground screamed too, maybe Fred or Willow, she wasn't sure.
She closed her eyes and waited for the ground to meet her.
It didn't.
She opened her eyes again and saw that she was about ten feet lower but still not low enough to jump.
"What happened?" She shouted up, clinging to the rope.
Buffy poked her head through the window, or what you could still see of the window.
"The door gave way. I think we'll be okay, it's wedged behind the window."
From their position on the ground they could see that the bottom three quarters of the window was covered by the door. Buffy was attempting to climb over it to stand on the window ledge.
"Buffy, be careful!" Spike warned.
"Of yeah, Buffy be careful, she's not the one dangling in mid air!" Cordelia shouted angrily over Connor's wailing.
"Sorry, pet!" Spike at least had the courtesy to look a little sheepish.
"It's okay Cordy." Angel soothed. "It's only a few more feet and then we can grab you."
The rope began to sway again as there was another explosion upstairs. This one was in the room Buffy was in. She was flung off the ledge with the impact but was lucky enough to have a hold on the rope to stop herself falling.
Cordelia groaned and held onto the rope tighter, pressing it to her cheek. She closed her eyes again.
"Come on Cordelia!" Xander shouted up.
"Baby, it's okay, it's only a bit further!" Angel encouraged. "I'm going up to get her."
He told Wes and started to fling off his duster.
"Angel, you can't!" He argued. "With Buffy on the rope as well now it may not be strong enough to hold all of you. With just them two it should be okay."
"Angel?" Cordelia called down.
"Yeah?"
"If I get down there in one piece do I get a few days off work?"
He smiled. "Sure! Now please, start moving down again!"
She nodded and opened her eyes to see Buffy climbing down above her.
Slowly she began to inch her way down again until her feet were parallel with Angel's head.
He grabbed hold of her legs and held her until she was low enough for him to grab hold of her waist and lift her down.
He pulled her into his arms instantly. "Baby, I love you so much."
"I love you too Angel." She whispered into his neck. All of a sudden the tears came and she felt relief rise up in her. "I thought we were going to die!"
"I know sweetheart, I know." He soothed and stroked her back.
Behind them Buffy jumped to the ground nimbly and stood while Spike hugged her and then Willow.
Cordelia pulled herself out of Angel's grip and turned towards the slayer. Both women looked at each other and then simultaneously embraced each other. "Thank you." Cordelia whispered.
"No problem." The slayer whispered back just as sirens could be heard in the distance.
"Typical!" Gunn exclaimed. "Just as the damsels are rescued the professionals show! I hate this city! It's like living in a film!"
The two women let go of each other and laughed at the look on the black man's face.
Cordelia began to unwrap the sheet from around her body to let Connor out of the cocoon that he was desperately trying to fight his way out of.
"Maybe we should take them to the hospital to get checked out." Giles suggested.
"And you too Cordy, you said you'd pulled a couple of stitches." Buffy added.
She lifted her shirt to look and found that a couple had come out. "Okay then, Fred and I will go to the hospital. Angel, you and Wesley wait here for the fire department, Gunn; you take everyone else back to my old apartment." Once again she was in charge.
Gunn looked slightly surprised. "I still pay the rent on it for Dennis." She explained. "Now, everyone go and do what they need to."
She turned to Angel. "If you can try and get some clothes for Ashleigh and Connor then it would help. And some formula and."
He cut her off by kissing her. "Stop fussing." He said when they broke apart. "Now, go to the hospital, we'll be fine."
She nodded and went to her jeep with Fred following with Ashleigh in her arms.
They arrived back at her old apartment a couple of hours later. The door was wide open and Spike seemed to be leaning into mid air with a mug of blood in his hand.
"How long have you been here?" Cordelia asked.
"Couple of hours." He replied casually.
"What are you doing out here?"
"Your ghost won't invite me in." He replied, annoyance evident in his voice.
Cordelia stepped around him. "Come in Spike."
He fell straight through the door, the force field having being lifted and smattered blood across the hallway carpet. "You'd better clean that up before Dennis finds out!" Cordelia shouted back over her shoulder as she and Fred made their way into the living room.
"Hey honey." She said to Angel and went to perch on the arm of the chair he was sat in.
"How are they?" He asked and looked at Ashleigh in her arms.
"They're okay. The doctor said that by wrapping them up we probably saved their lives."
"What about you? Did they stitch you back up?" He placed his hand on her stomach.
"Yeah, I only pulled two out so it wasn't that bad." She shrugged it off and smiled brightly at the room. "Did you manage to save anything from the hotel?"
Wes nodded. "We got some clothes out for you, the children and Fred as well as your laptop and my books."
"Is it damaged much?" Fred asked.
"It's impossible to go beyond the third floor because there is no floor. We could only get things from your room and Angel's. I'm afraid all of lour guests belonging have been lost." He replied.
"It'll be okay, I suppose. At least we're here." Buffy smiled at him.
"Yes, I'm afraid it could have been much worse." Giles added and cleaned his glasses.
"Much worse indeed." Wes mused and the whole room went quiet, thinking about what could have happened.
