Title: A Twist of Fate
Author: cookie_dough
Email: angeliccordy@yahoo.co.uk
Spoilers: None, AU
Rating: PG-13
Distribution: Just ask, I'll probably say yes
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, or the show, they belong to Joss, David, and anyone else I've forgotten to mention, I'm just borrowing them.
Summary: I suck at summaries, so here goes, completely AU, what if Angel and Cordy were to meet under different circumstances than how they met in Sunnydale?
AN: Okay, this is totally AU, 100%, so any characters that I've used in this chapter or any chapter, that are on the show, have a completely different history in my story, just so there's no confusion. As ever, feedback is loved.
Thank you once again to everyone who sent feedback. You guys are the best!
Chapter 9
As Angel entered his home after work that night, a dozen smells invaded his senses. He could hear music wafting in from the kitchen and decided to see what Cordelia was up to. Placing his keys on the table, he quietly made his way towards the kitchen. He peered in and saw Cordelia dancing around as she picked up different ingredients and placed them into a wok. She was singing along with the stereo, as the sexy song stylings of Toni Braxton drifted amidst the air. Angel smiled and leaned against the doorframe. How long could he stand here, should he stand here before she were to notice him. He decided to watch her for a minute longer, for if he were to announce his presence, she would surely feel embarrassed and stop what she was doing. However, before he could speak up, she turned around. Uh oh, busted.
'How long have you been standing there?' she asked a little embarrassed.
'Not long.' He replied.
'You checking out my moves?' she asked him and he started to stutter.
'Who .. me? .. I would never ..'
'At ease, I'm only messing around.' At this he took a deep sigh of relief. Changing the subject, he asked her,
'So, what are we having?' he peered into the wok.
'Stir-fry.' She replied as she placed some more chopped vegetables in.
'Smells good.' He grinned.
'Well, that's because it is. You taste this and you'll be asking me to cook every night.'
'Well, I'll be the judge of that.'
'You remember that when you try it.' She smiled back, stirring the ingredients in the wok.
'So how was your day?' she asked.
'Not too bad, I'm just glad to be home. I can't wait until we get this place finished.'
'Well you take a seat, or go get changed or whatever, and then we can eat.' She said shooing him out of the kitchen.
He decided to take a quick shower before dinner. He got dressed, he had decided on some loose pants and a shirt and decided to check on Lily. He walked in and found her fast asleep, arms up, her little hands clinched into loose fists either side of her head. He smiled down at her, tucked the blanket around her and quietly tip toed out of the room, heading for the kitchen.
He found Cordelia dishing up the stir-fry, and he helped her set up the table in the dinning room. Taking a seat opposite each other, they started their meal.
'Okay, you win, I loose, you're cooking every night.' He said as he finished another mouthful.
'I hate to say it, but what the heck, I told you so.' She grinned placing another forkful into her mouth.
'Oh no, gloat all you want this is really good. Say, I don't suppose your looking for a job as a chef are you?' he beamed, and at that moment he had an idea.
'Yeah, right me a chef, good one Angel.'
'No I'm serious. I'm gonna need a chef once I open the hotel.'
'Me?' she asked in disbelief.
'Well yeah, why not, I mean we'll have to see what else you can cook, but I mean, this is really good.' He said pointing his fork at his almost empty plate. 'And you wouldn't have to work all the time, you can still take care of Lily.'
'What like a trial run?'
'Yeah, see how it goes. What do you say?' She was pensive for a few moments, and then she looked up at him and smiled.
'Why not?'
'Great.' They both smiled and finished their meal.
Cordelia disappeared into the kitchen with the plates and appeared a minute later with dessert. It was a chocolate fudge cake that she had made early that afternoon.
'Voila, homemade chocolate fudge cake.' She said setting a slice on a plate in front of Angel.
'Okay, are there any of my weaknesses that you don't know about?' he said sizing up the chocolate fudge cake.
'Just a couple, but don't worry, I'll have them down by the end of the week.'
'I've no doubt about that.' He replied, as he put a forkful into his mouth.
'Okay, forget the trial run, I'm snapping you up before anyone else dares.' He smiled
'Well, how do you know that I'm not already taken?' she replied almost seductively leaning slightly towards him.
'Are you?' he asked sincerely, as the conversation turned in a somewhat different direction, one far from her being available to become a chef at his hotel.
There was a pause, as they looked into each other's eyes.
'Not yet.' She replied with the same tone.
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AN: Okay guys, what did you think, please r&r, you guys are the best! Thanks!
Author: cookie_dough
Email: angeliccordy@yahoo.co.uk
Spoilers: None, AU
Rating: PG-13
Distribution: Just ask, I'll probably say yes
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, or the show, they belong to Joss, David, and anyone else I've forgotten to mention, I'm just borrowing them.
Summary: I suck at summaries, so here goes, completely AU, what if Angel and Cordy were to meet under different circumstances than how they met in Sunnydale?
AN: Okay, this is totally AU, 100%, so any characters that I've used in this chapter or any chapter, that are on the show, have a completely different history in my story, just so there's no confusion. As ever, feedback is loved.
Thank you once again to everyone who sent feedback. You guys are the best!
Chapter 9
As Angel entered his home after work that night, a dozen smells invaded his senses. He could hear music wafting in from the kitchen and decided to see what Cordelia was up to. Placing his keys on the table, he quietly made his way towards the kitchen. He peered in and saw Cordelia dancing around as she picked up different ingredients and placed them into a wok. She was singing along with the stereo, as the sexy song stylings of Toni Braxton drifted amidst the air. Angel smiled and leaned against the doorframe. How long could he stand here, should he stand here before she were to notice him. He decided to watch her for a minute longer, for if he were to announce his presence, she would surely feel embarrassed and stop what she was doing. However, before he could speak up, she turned around. Uh oh, busted.
'How long have you been standing there?' she asked a little embarrassed.
'Not long.' He replied.
'You checking out my moves?' she asked him and he started to stutter.
'Who .. me? .. I would never ..'
'At ease, I'm only messing around.' At this he took a deep sigh of relief. Changing the subject, he asked her,
'So, what are we having?' he peered into the wok.
'Stir-fry.' She replied as she placed some more chopped vegetables in.
'Smells good.' He grinned.
'Well, that's because it is. You taste this and you'll be asking me to cook every night.'
'Well, I'll be the judge of that.'
'You remember that when you try it.' She smiled back, stirring the ingredients in the wok.
'So how was your day?' she asked.
'Not too bad, I'm just glad to be home. I can't wait until we get this place finished.'
'Well you take a seat, or go get changed or whatever, and then we can eat.' She said shooing him out of the kitchen.
He decided to take a quick shower before dinner. He got dressed, he had decided on some loose pants and a shirt and decided to check on Lily. He walked in and found her fast asleep, arms up, her little hands clinched into loose fists either side of her head. He smiled down at her, tucked the blanket around her and quietly tip toed out of the room, heading for the kitchen.
He found Cordelia dishing up the stir-fry, and he helped her set up the table in the dinning room. Taking a seat opposite each other, they started their meal.
'Okay, you win, I loose, you're cooking every night.' He said as he finished another mouthful.
'I hate to say it, but what the heck, I told you so.' She grinned placing another forkful into her mouth.
'Oh no, gloat all you want this is really good. Say, I don't suppose your looking for a job as a chef are you?' he beamed, and at that moment he had an idea.
'Yeah, right me a chef, good one Angel.'
'No I'm serious. I'm gonna need a chef once I open the hotel.'
'Me?' she asked in disbelief.
'Well yeah, why not, I mean we'll have to see what else you can cook, but I mean, this is really good.' He said pointing his fork at his almost empty plate. 'And you wouldn't have to work all the time, you can still take care of Lily.'
'What like a trial run?'
'Yeah, see how it goes. What do you say?' She was pensive for a few moments, and then she looked up at him and smiled.
'Why not?'
'Great.' They both smiled and finished their meal.
Cordelia disappeared into the kitchen with the plates and appeared a minute later with dessert. It was a chocolate fudge cake that she had made early that afternoon.
'Voila, homemade chocolate fudge cake.' She said setting a slice on a plate in front of Angel.
'Okay, are there any of my weaknesses that you don't know about?' he said sizing up the chocolate fudge cake.
'Just a couple, but don't worry, I'll have them down by the end of the week.'
'I've no doubt about that.' He replied, as he put a forkful into his mouth.
'Okay, forget the trial run, I'm snapping you up before anyone else dares.' He smiled
'Well, how do you know that I'm not already taken?' she replied almost seductively leaning slightly towards him.
'Are you?' he asked sincerely, as the conversation turned in a somewhat different direction, one far from her being available to become a chef at his hotel.
There was a pause, as they looked into each other's eyes.
'Not yet.' She replied with the same tone.
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AN: Okay guys, what did you think, please r&r, you guys are the best! Thanks!
