Title: Family: Return to Sunnydale
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: Sequel to Family: Back to Sunnydale and Family: Forward to LA. Cordelia receives another phone call that leads her once again to Sunnydale.
"Hey Cordelia." Buffy greeted across the phone line.
She'd just come in from a long night slaying. Some sort of instinct had told her that Cordelia would still be up, seen as though there was still evil in LA as well as two young children.
"Buffy! Hi!" Cordelia said into the phone and put down the low fat yoghurt she was eating so she could talk to Buffy properly.
"You sound surprised." Buffy laughed. "You did tell me to call."
"I know." Cordelia backtracked. "I just didn't expect you to call at two in the morning."
"Did I wake you?" Buffy cringed.
"No, of course not. How could I be asleep with these two horrors?" She said and glanced lovingly at the two, now sleeping children, in the adjoining nursery.
"They're not sleeping?"
"No, I think Connor's teething and Ash just has her father's stubborn streak."
"I take it it's not a fun time in the hotel right now?"
"You could say that." Cordelia mused. "Either the babies are crying or I'm getting visions or chunks of plaster drop off the roof on the third floor and wake us up."
"Still not got the hotel done up, huh?" Buffy flicked on the TV and channel hopped.
Cordelia snorted. "The furthest we get is talking about it. I tell you, it's like living in a construction site. We can't even go up past the third floor, I don't know what we'd do if our rooms weren't on the second floor."
"How would you fancy taking a break?" Buffy asked expectantly.
"A break?" Cordelia repeated.
"Once again with the surprise." Buffy exclaimed.
Cordelia laughed and apologised. "So, what do you have in mind?"
"Well, there was a death yesterday, one of Dawn's teachers. Kind of. She was the cheerleading coach. And since I know that you went down in Sunnydale history as the best cheerleader and since I was better at killing things, I was wondering if you could come and coach the cheerleaders."
"Dawn's a cheerleader? Wow, pretty cool." Cordelia commented. "Of course I'll come."
Buffy sighed in relief. "Thank god! Dawn was bugging me to call you and kept insisting that you were the only person she wanted for the job.
"So, that's the only reason you called, huh?" Cordelia teased.
Buffy continued as if she hadn't heard the remark. "I think a couple of the older girls are picking on her so Dawn started bragging and had to fulfil the promise of you. Well, she started to get me to do it, but I'm better at the whole slice and dice thing than the cheerleading thing."
"And don't we all know that!" Cordelia laughed.
"Okay, I'll admit it; I wasn't the world's best cheerleader. So, can you get here for Thursday? Two days?"
"Sure, but you do realise that I'll have to bring everyone. I can't leave the babies and Angel won't let us go to the hell mouth on our own. Then everyone else will want to come too."
"That'll be fine." Buffy promised.
"So, come on Buffy, who's wearing what in Sunnydale?"
Both girls laughed and settled down for a girly chat.
Three hours later Angel came back to the hotel after fighting a Haklar demon and found Cordelia still on the phone.
"Who is it?" He asked and took off his coat.
She covered the mouthpiece. "Buffy." She whispered.
She uncovered the mouthpiece. "He didn't? You're kidding!"
"What does she want?" He sounded suspicious.
She covered the mouthpiece again. "To talk."
Angel shot her a puzzled look and went to take a shower.
"I gotta go, Angel's home, I guess I didn't realise how late, or rather early, it is. I'll call you tomorrow."
She hung up the phone and threw the remnants of her now warm yoghurt in the bin.
She got up and went into the bathroom. She was still wearing her robe after her shower hours ago. She sat herself in the chair in the corner of the room where she could sit and talk to Angel as he showered.
"Hey, want to join me?" He asked when he saw her sit down.
She yawned. "Maybe not, I took a shower before Buffy called. I'm kind of sleepy."
"Take advantage of that while you can." Angel suggested. "One of them will be awake before long."
She smiled. "I know."
"What did Buffy want?"
"To ask me to go on to Sunnydale."
He poked his head around the shower curtain. "What do you mean?"
"Dawn's on the cheerleading squad and the coach was killed. Dawn is getting picked on by some of the older girls and she told them that she knew one of the cheerleading greats. So now I have to go there to stop her looking like an idiot. Plus I like the idea. It could be cool."
"And you actually want to go?" He looked surprised. "What about Connor and Ashleigh? They need you."
"You can all come. Everyone. We can stay in your mansion. Business isn't exactly booming at the moment. It can be a holiday for the Angel Investigations crew." She smiled at him and he turned off the shower.
She flung him a towel. "How long will we have to stay?"
"Until my fantastic cheer moves stick and they begin to move like champs." She smirked and then received a smile in response.
"How kind of Dawn to recommend you." He said sarcastically, slipping into a pair of sweatpants.
"I thought so." She said, ignoring his sarcasm. She came to wrap her arms around him from behind, lacing her fingers with his.
She let her hands drift lower until they drifted to the top of his pants. "So, am I allowed to go Master?" She mocked.
He turned around, pressing her to the wall. "Master? I could get used to that."
She felt his hardness against her thigh. "I bet you could."
He leant down to kiss her neck, slipping the robe off her shoulder a little to reveal more flesh. "I shouldn't get used to it should I?"
She shook her head and gasped when he bit her shoulder gently.
His hands travelled down her body to unfasten the belt on the robe and slip it off her arms. She stood there naked in front of him. He snaked his arms around her body to grip her ass and lift her up against the wall.
"Does that mean we can go?" She asked as he left kisses on her collarbone.
"I suppose we can sort something out." He murmured, not lifting his head up.
"Great." She replied and moaned as his fingers began wandering.
"Maybe we should take this to the bed." He suggested and carried her across.
He lay her down gently in the middle of their bed. She winced when she realised he'd placed her on one of Connor's plastic building blocks. She flung it out of the bed and onto the floor near the door. He slipped out of his pants and joined her on the bed.
He let his hand rest on her now flat and toned abdomen, the scar from her c- section hardly visible. You'd never tell that she had been pregnant if it wasn't for her enlarged bust. But he wasn't complaining about that. He kissed her deeply and shifted slightly so that he could enter her more easily.
Suddenly there was a loud quacking noise. They both looked down, Cordelia sitting up slightly. He fumbled under the blankets before pulling out a talking duck. Their movement had set it off. They lay back on the bed with a sigh.
"This isn't going to work." She stated. "Not with toys in the bed and children in the same room."
"Nope." He agreed.
"Maybe we should go to sleep." She suggested and he nodded reluctantly.
"Yeah." He sighed.
She snuggled into the crook of his arm and they went to sleep.
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: Sequel to Family: Back to Sunnydale and Family: Forward to LA. Cordelia receives another phone call that leads her once again to Sunnydale.
"Hey Cordelia." Buffy greeted across the phone line.
She'd just come in from a long night slaying. Some sort of instinct had told her that Cordelia would still be up, seen as though there was still evil in LA as well as two young children.
"Buffy! Hi!" Cordelia said into the phone and put down the low fat yoghurt she was eating so she could talk to Buffy properly.
"You sound surprised." Buffy laughed. "You did tell me to call."
"I know." Cordelia backtracked. "I just didn't expect you to call at two in the morning."
"Did I wake you?" Buffy cringed.
"No, of course not. How could I be asleep with these two horrors?" She said and glanced lovingly at the two, now sleeping children, in the adjoining nursery.
"They're not sleeping?"
"No, I think Connor's teething and Ash just has her father's stubborn streak."
"I take it it's not a fun time in the hotel right now?"
"You could say that." Cordelia mused. "Either the babies are crying or I'm getting visions or chunks of plaster drop off the roof on the third floor and wake us up."
"Still not got the hotel done up, huh?" Buffy flicked on the TV and channel hopped.
Cordelia snorted. "The furthest we get is talking about it. I tell you, it's like living in a construction site. We can't even go up past the third floor, I don't know what we'd do if our rooms weren't on the second floor."
"How would you fancy taking a break?" Buffy asked expectantly.
"A break?" Cordelia repeated.
"Once again with the surprise." Buffy exclaimed.
Cordelia laughed and apologised. "So, what do you have in mind?"
"Well, there was a death yesterday, one of Dawn's teachers. Kind of. She was the cheerleading coach. And since I know that you went down in Sunnydale history as the best cheerleader and since I was better at killing things, I was wondering if you could come and coach the cheerleaders."
"Dawn's a cheerleader? Wow, pretty cool." Cordelia commented. "Of course I'll come."
Buffy sighed in relief. "Thank god! Dawn was bugging me to call you and kept insisting that you were the only person she wanted for the job.
"So, that's the only reason you called, huh?" Cordelia teased.
Buffy continued as if she hadn't heard the remark. "I think a couple of the older girls are picking on her so Dawn started bragging and had to fulfil the promise of you. Well, she started to get me to do it, but I'm better at the whole slice and dice thing than the cheerleading thing."
"And don't we all know that!" Cordelia laughed.
"Okay, I'll admit it; I wasn't the world's best cheerleader. So, can you get here for Thursday? Two days?"
"Sure, but you do realise that I'll have to bring everyone. I can't leave the babies and Angel won't let us go to the hell mouth on our own. Then everyone else will want to come too."
"That'll be fine." Buffy promised.
"So, come on Buffy, who's wearing what in Sunnydale?"
Both girls laughed and settled down for a girly chat.
Three hours later Angel came back to the hotel after fighting a Haklar demon and found Cordelia still on the phone.
"Who is it?" He asked and took off his coat.
She covered the mouthpiece. "Buffy." She whispered.
She uncovered the mouthpiece. "He didn't? You're kidding!"
"What does she want?" He sounded suspicious.
She covered the mouthpiece again. "To talk."
Angel shot her a puzzled look and went to take a shower.
"I gotta go, Angel's home, I guess I didn't realise how late, or rather early, it is. I'll call you tomorrow."
She hung up the phone and threw the remnants of her now warm yoghurt in the bin.
She got up and went into the bathroom. She was still wearing her robe after her shower hours ago. She sat herself in the chair in the corner of the room where she could sit and talk to Angel as he showered.
"Hey, want to join me?" He asked when he saw her sit down.
She yawned. "Maybe not, I took a shower before Buffy called. I'm kind of sleepy."
"Take advantage of that while you can." Angel suggested. "One of them will be awake before long."
She smiled. "I know."
"What did Buffy want?"
"To ask me to go on to Sunnydale."
He poked his head around the shower curtain. "What do you mean?"
"Dawn's on the cheerleading squad and the coach was killed. Dawn is getting picked on by some of the older girls and she told them that she knew one of the cheerleading greats. So now I have to go there to stop her looking like an idiot. Plus I like the idea. It could be cool."
"And you actually want to go?" He looked surprised. "What about Connor and Ashleigh? They need you."
"You can all come. Everyone. We can stay in your mansion. Business isn't exactly booming at the moment. It can be a holiday for the Angel Investigations crew." She smiled at him and he turned off the shower.
She flung him a towel. "How long will we have to stay?"
"Until my fantastic cheer moves stick and they begin to move like champs." She smirked and then received a smile in response.
"How kind of Dawn to recommend you." He said sarcastically, slipping into a pair of sweatpants.
"I thought so." She said, ignoring his sarcasm. She came to wrap her arms around him from behind, lacing her fingers with his.
She let her hands drift lower until they drifted to the top of his pants. "So, am I allowed to go Master?" She mocked.
He turned around, pressing her to the wall. "Master? I could get used to that."
She felt his hardness against her thigh. "I bet you could."
He leant down to kiss her neck, slipping the robe off her shoulder a little to reveal more flesh. "I shouldn't get used to it should I?"
She shook her head and gasped when he bit her shoulder gently.
His hands travelled down her body to unfasten the belt on the robe and slip it off her arms. She stood there naked in front of him. He snaked his arms around her body to grip her ass and lift her up against the wall.
"Does that mean we can go?" She asked as he left kisses on her collarbone.
"I suppose we can sort something out." He murmured, not lifting his head up.
"Great." She replied and moaned as his fingers began wandering.
"Maybe we should take this to the bed." He suggested and carried her across.
He lay her down gently in the middle of their bed. She winced when she realised he'd placed her on one of Connor's plastic building blocks. She flung it out of the bed and onto the floor near the door. He slipped out of his pants and joined her on the bed.
He let his hand rest on her now flat and toned abdomen, the scar from her c- section hardly visible. You'd never tell that she had been pregnant if it wasn't for her enlarged bust. But he wasn't complaining about that. He kissed her deeply and shifted slightly so that he could enter her more easily.
Suddenly there was a loud quacking noise. They both looked down, Cordelia sitting up slightly. He fumbled under the blankets before pulling out a talking duck. Their movement had set it off. They lay back on the bed with a sigh.
"This isn't going to work." She stated. "Not with toys in the bed and children in the same room."
"Nope." He agreed.
"Maybe we should go to sleep." She suggested and he nodded reluctantly.
"Yeah." He sighed.
She snuggled into the crook of his arm and they went to sleep.