Title: Fragile Memories
Author: Lilyana lilyana_vamp@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Whedon, Greenwalt, ME, all them, not me
Summary: Answer to a challenge given to me by tipdip. Cordy has a crush on Angel, but he and Buffy can barely tolerate her presence. Angel loses his memory and then the fun begins.
Couple: B/A (not for long, I promise!), C/A
Rating: PG right now, R in the future Category: Season 3 BtVS. Adventure. Romance. Not sure what else yet. Spoilers: None Author's Notes: If you want to read the full, smut containing version, check over at stranger-things.net !!!
Part One The Third Wheel
Cordelia sat at the table with her chin resting on her hands. She was bored. She was annoyed. No, actually, she was downright pissed. She had been dragged along on yet another 'patrol' with Buffy and Angel so that she could be the bait. She was getting sick of being the bait. More to the point, she was really sick of being the third wheel.
"Do you think this is a good idea?" she heard Buffy ask Angel and strained to hear what the answer would be.
"I know she isn't your favorite person, and she's not on top of my list, but she's the only one that can pull it off."
Buffy nodded. "Willow would probably be too scared, nothing against that, and Xander.well seeing you and Xander getting all cuddly would just damage me permanently."
"But you don't mind me getting all cuddly with Cordelia?" Angel asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice.
"This is Cordelia we're talking about. I know I don't have anything to worry about," Buffy reassured him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him lovingly.
Cordy coughed in interruption. "Okay, not that I don't want to see you two slobber all over each other, because I don't, but can we just get this over with? Some of us here ido/i have a life." She pointed a finger in Angel's direction. "And I mean that literally for you."
Buffy rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah, let's do it." Buffy led the group out of the Bronze and into the darkness that was Sunnydale at night.
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"Cordelia, I don't think this is what Buffy had in mind," Angel whispered harshly as the brunette groped him mercilessly.
"Yeah, well, I had better plans for this evening too, which did not include feeling up a guy who's been dead for 240 years," she hissed back and squeezed his ass firmly, causing him to jump a little. She had to admit she enjoyed the groping though. Angel was a major hottie, even if he was undead.and dating Buffy.and prone to evil-ness. iWell, no guy's perfect!/i "Just keep your mouth shut and play along so we can all go home."
Angel growled and Cordy glared at him. "Don't you growl at me Buddy. I'll dust your ass.of course then I'd have to send this dress to the drycleaners and the one that Daddy has them sent to never does a good enough job so I'm always stuck with reminders of what nasty you two had me luring-" she babbled.
Angel couldn't stand it any longer. He had to do something to shut her up. Anything to stop the incessant yapping.
Buffy watched from behind the bushes, waiting for the demon to show itself. It liked to pray on couples stealing a few moments to themselves in the darkness. Some people just didn't learn that you didn't go out at night in Sunnydale. The scene that unfolded before her caused her to drop her sword on shock, horror and disgust.
Angel was kissing Cordelia! Her boyfriend was kissing Queen C! She watched in morbid fascination at the sight, unable to tear her eyes away. She couldn't even move or shout out a warning until it was too late.
The demon made its attack without Angel even sensing him. It grabbed Cordy around the waist and ripped her out of his arms, which had somehow entangled themselves around her voluptuous body. He growled at the sudden loss of warmth, forgetting for a moment who it was that he had been kissing, and then saw the demon trying to make its escape.
He chased it down and swept its feet out from underneath it with the blunt side of his broadsword. Cordelia landed with a loud thud underneath it.
"Thanks a lot!" she yelled and tried to push her captor off. "My Knight in Shining Armor," she grumbled sarcastically. "Letting me get kidnapped by some demon, slime and tentacles and all and then knocking him down on top of me. Could you be any less efficient?"
Angel tried to ignore her and hacked at the demon. Slime sputtered from severed limbs, covering a now very angry teenage girl. "Thanks a lot!"
"Maybe if you'd shut up, I'd be able to kill this thing!" He stabbed through the demon's body, the blade barely missing Cordelia's own torso.
"What the hell?! What are you trying to do, kill me?!"
"The thought had occurred to me," he answered and pulled his sword out. He pulled the limp form off of Cordy and reached down a hand to help her up.
"Pfft. I don't need help from a deranged vampire," she refused and pulled herself to her feet. She looked down at her ruined clothing and groaned. "This dress cost $400 dollars!" Cordy looked up as the demon made one last lunge at Angel. "Angel! Look out!!"
Angel dodged to the side, avoiding the demon's attack, but stepping right into the path of Buffy's. Her sword connected with the side of his head as he moved in front of her, the blunt side leaving an instant welt. Angel dropped to the ground, unconscious next to the dying demon.
"Oh my god! Angel!" Buffy cried out and rushed to his side.
Cordelia looked on in shock. She wasn't shocked that Buffy had knocked Angel out, or that she had run to his side, she was shocked by the fact that Buffy seemed to have completely forgotten about the demon that had tried to kill them; the demon that was now creeping closer and closer to Angel's unmoving body.
Cordy picked up Angel's discarded weapon and chopped off the demon's head, causing it to stop moving permanently. She wiped the slime that had flew onto her face and glared at Buffy. "I can't believe you."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Buffy asked, glaring back.
"First, you go and knock out Angel, way to go by the way, and then leave the demon slayage to me. Okay, not Little Miss Likes to Slay here," she snarked, pointing to herself. "You do your own slaying from now on. Better yet, do your own luring too. Being around you is too dangerous to the health of my wardrobe."
Buffy stared at Cordy dumbfounded. Angel was knocked out and all she could think about was her clothes? "Listen Cordy-" she started, standing up and taking a few steps toward the other girl.
"Spare me Buffy. I don't wanna hear your sob story about your poor precious Angel being more important than me. Heard it a million times already. Getting pretty old. I wonder how Angel can stand to listen to the same old things over and over again? Face it Buffy, you're really repetitive."
"Where'd you learn such big words like that Cordy?" Buffy shot back.
"What are you trying to say Buffy? That I'm dumb?"
"I don't have to say it. You just said it for me."
That was all it took. Cordy flew into a rage and attacked the blonde slayer with everything she had. She knew she was no match for Buffy's slayer strength, but she'd never have a chance to use it if Cordy was tearing out all of her hair.
The two struggled and Buffy tried desperately to get a hit in in order to get Cordy off of her, but the brunette held fast to her hair. Buffy fell to her back and rolled, throwing Cordy over her head. She could have sworn she felt a chunk of hair being ripped from her scalp.
Cordy let out a yelp and landed hard on top of something. When she opened her eyes and looked down, she was staring into Angel's intense, brown eyes. "Hey! You're awake!"
"Hey Gorgeous," he answered, giving her a sly smile.
Cordy was taken aback. She'd had plenty of dreams, day and night, of Angel calling her that, but never dreamed they would come true. "Are you delirious or something?" she asked skeptically.
"Angel!" Buffy cried out in joy. "Oh, I was worried that I'd really hurt you!"
Angel looked at Cordelia and smiled again at the sight of her face. She was the single most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Her skin was like porcelain, her hair a dark river, rippling with soft waves, her eyes sparkling like a million stars on a hazel blanket, and her smile lit up the darkest places inside of him. "You are so beautiful."
Buffy looked down at him in disbelief. Was he really telling Cordelia she was beautiful? "Angel?" she asked, her voice weak.
Angel glanced up at Buffy again and then let himself drown in the pools that were Cordelia's eyes. "Who's the scrawny blonde?"
TBC?
So, should I continue? Does it have potential or should I just flush it with the million drafts of part 7 of "The Horror of Amusement" that I've written lately?
Disclaimer: Whedon, Greenwalt, ME, all them, not me
Summary: Answer to a challenge given to me by tipdip. Cordy has a crush on Angel, but he and Buffy can barely tolerate her presence. Angel loses his memory and then the fun begins.
Couple: B/A (not for long, I promise!), C/A
Rating: PG right now, R in the future Category: Season 3 BtVS. Adventure. Romance. Not sure what else yet. Spoilers: None Author's Notes: If you want to read the full, smut containing version, check over at stranger-things.net !!!
Part One The Third Wheel
Cordelia sat at the table with her chin resting on her hands. She was bored. She was annoyed. No, actually, she was downright pissed. She had been dragged along on yet another 'patrol' with Buffy and Angel so that she could be the bait. She was getting sick of being the bait. More to the point, she was really sick of being the third wheel.
"Do you think this is a good idea?" she heard Buffy ask Angel and strained to hear what the answer would be.
"I know she isn't your favorite person, and she's not on top of my list, but she's the only one that can pull it off."
Buffy nodded. "Willow would probably be too scared, nothing against that, and Xander.well seeing you and Xander getting all cuddly would just damage me permanently."
"But you don't mind me getting all cuddly with Cordelia?" Angel asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice.
"This is Cordelia we're talking about. I know I don't have anything to worry about," Buffy reassured him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him lovingly.
Cordy coughed in interruption. "Okay, not that I don't want to see you two slobber all over each other, because I don't, but can we just get this over with? Some of us here ido/i have a life." She pointed a finger in Angel's direction. "And I mean that literally for you."
Buffy rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah, let's do it." Buffy led the group out of the Bronze and into the darkness that was Sunnydale at night.
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"Cordelia, I don't think this is what Buffy had in mind," Angel whispered harshly as the brunette groped him mercilessly.
"Yeah, well, I had better plans for this evening too, which did not include feeling up a guy who's been dead for 240 years," she hissed back and squeezed his ass firmly, causing him to jump a little. She had to admit she enjoyed the groping though. Angel was a major hottie, even if he was undead.and dating Buffy.and prone to evil-ness. iWell, no guy's perfect!/i "Just keep your mouth shut and play along so we can all go home."
Angel growled and Cordy glared at him. "Don't you growl at me Buddy. I'll dust your ass.of course then I'd have to send this dress to the drycleaners and the one that Daddy has them sent to never does a good enough job so I'm always stuck with reminders of what nasty you two had me luring-" she babbled.
Angel couldn't stand it any longer. He had to do something to shut her up. Anything to stop the incessant yapping.
Buffy watched from behind the bushes, waiting for the demon to show itself. It liked to pray on couples stealing a few moments to themselves in the darkness. Some people just didn't learn that you didn't go out at night in Sunnydale. The scene that unfolded before her caused her to drop her sword on shock, horror and disgust.
Angel was kissing Cordelia! Her boyfriend was kissing Queen C! She watched in morbid fascination at the sight, unable to tear her eyes away. She couldn't even move or shout out a warning until it was too late.
The demon made its attack without Angel even sensing him. It grabbed Cordy around the waist and ripped her out of his arms, which had somehow entangled themselves around her voluptuous body. He growled at the sudden loss of warmth, forgetting for a moment who it was that he had been kissing, and then saw the demon trying to make its escape.
He chased it down and swept its feet out from underneath it with the blunt side of his broadsword. Cordelia landed with a loud thud underneath it.
"Thanks a lot!" she yelled and tried to push her captor off. "My Knight in Shining Armor," she grumbled sarcastically. "Letting me get kidnapped by some demon, slime and tentacles and all and then knocking him down on top of me. Could you be any less efficient?"
Angel tried to ignore her and hacked at the demon. Slime sputtered from severed limbs, covering a now very angry teenage girl. "Thanks a lot!"
"Maybe if you'd shut up, I'd be able to kill this thing!" He stabbed through the demon's body, the blade barely missing Cordelia's own torso.
"What the hell?! What are you trying to do, kill me?!"
"The thought had occurred to me," he answered and pulled his sword out. He pulled the limp form off of Cordy and reached down a hand to help her up.
"Pfft. I don't need help from a deranged vampire," she refused and pulled herself to her feet. She looked down at her ruined clothing and groaned. "This dress cost $400 dollars!" Cordy looked up as the demon made one last lunge at Angel. "Angel! Look out!!"
Angel dodged to the side, avoiding the demon's attack, but stepping right into the path of Buffy's. Her sword connected with the side of his head as he moved in front of her, the blunt side leaving an instant welt. Angel dropped to the ground, unconscious next to the dying demon.
"Oh my god! Angel!" Buffy cried out and rushed to his side.
Cordelia looked on in shock. She wasn't shocked that Buffy had knocked Angel out, or that she had run to his side, she was shocked by the fact that Buffy seemed to have completely forgotten about the demon that had tried to kill them; the demon that was now creeping closer and closer to Angel's unmoving body.
Cordy picked up Angel's discarded weapon and chopped off the demon's head, causing it to stop moving permanently. She wiped the slime that had flew onto her face and glared at Buffy. "I can't believe you."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Buffy asked, glaring back.
"First, you go and knock out Angel, way to go by the way, and then leave the demon slayage to me. Okay, not Little Miss Likes to Slay here," she snarked, pointing to herself. "You do your own slaying from now on. Better yet, do your own luring too. Being around you is too dangerous to the health of my wardrobe."
Buffy stared at Cordy dumbfounded. Angel was knocked out and all she could think about was her clothes? "Listen Cordy-" she started, standing up and taking a few steps toward the other girl.
"Spare me Buffy. I don't wanna hear your sob story about your poor precious Angel being more important than me. Heard it a million times already. Getting pretty old. I wonder how Angel can stand to listen to the same old things over and over again? Face it Buffy, you're really repetitive."
"Where'd you learn such big words like that Cordy?" Buffy shot back.
"What are you trying to say Buffy? That I'm dumb?"
"I don't have to say it. You just said it for me."
That was all it took. Cordy flew into a rage and attacked the blonde slayer with everything she had. She knew she was no match for Buffy's slayer strength, but she'd never have a chance to use it if Cordy was tearing out all of her hair.
The two struggled and Buffy tried desperately to get a hit in in order to get Cordy off of her, but the brunette held fast to her hair. Buffy fell to her back and rolled, throwing Cordy over her head. She could have sworn she felt a chunk of hair being ripped from her scalp.
Cordy let out a yelp and landed hard on top of something. When she opened her eyes and looked down, she was staring into Angel's intense, brown eyes. "Hey! You're awake!"
"Hey Gorgeous," he answered, giving her a sly smile.
Cordy was taken aback. She'd had plenty of dreams, day and night, of Angel calling her that, but never dreamed they would come true. "Are you delirious or something?" she asked skeptically.
"Angel!" Buffy cried out in joy. "Oh, I was worried that I'd really hurt you!"
Angel looked at Cordelia and smiled again at the sight of her face. She was the single most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Her skin was like porcelain, her hair a dark river, rippling with soft waves, her eyes sparkling like a million stars on a hazel blanket, and her smile lit up the darkest places inside of him. "You are so beautiful."
Buffy looked down at him in disbelief. Was he really telling Cordelia she was beautiful? "Angel?" she asked, her voice weak.
Angel glanced up at Buffy again and then let himself drown in the pools that were Cordelia's eyes. "Who's the scrawny blonde?"
TBC?
So, should I continue? Does it have potential or should I just flush it with the million drafts of part 7 of "The Horror of Amusement" that I've written lately?