Chapter 2: In a Nutshell
"So, thinking a world of shiny happy zombies was bad, we destroyed Jasmine and world peace thus plunging the world into chaos. Wolfram & Hart were impressed and made us all offers we couldn't really refuse," Angel finished is wrap up of recent events, leaving out the part about Jasmine being the daughter of Connor and Cordelia, since according to the deal Conner was never a part of their lives.
Cordelia looked at him pointedly. "You're leaving stuff out, Angel."
He shifted uncomfortably.
"What aren't you telling me?" she asked in full Queen C don't mess with me mode.
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"Aside from the crazy dreams, the last thing I remember doing is being all higher-powery and giving you a little help on a slot machine. You knew something was up, why did you go try and beat the house at a thing like that? You know the house always wins, unless you get a little help that is," she smiled. Then returning to the point at hand. "And now I wake up here, safe and snug in what used to be our enemy's lair. But considering the dreams I've been having, it doesn't seem that strange. How long have I been asleep for?"
"Four months, or a year."
"Narrow it down much?"
"From what you remember-Vegas-that was almost a year ago."
"And the four months?" She was beginning to not like where this was going, because it was starting to make her dreams seem not so dream-like.
Angel wasn't saying anything.
Cordelia decided to try and lighten the mood. "So, what, someone got all body of the snatchery and was walking around as me until four months ago?"
"In a nutshell," Angel replied.
Cordelia paled. The dreams weren't so dream-like because they hadn't been dreams at all.
"Cordelia?" Angel questioned, he didn't want her to faint or relapse. Maybe he should have thought twice before launching into the explanations.
"Connor! Your son, Connor. I slept with Connor?!" Maybe it was being comatose, but she couldn't quite get her head around memories concerning the boy. She remembered him, but she also remembered him not being around. "I'm not crazy; Connor did exist, didn't he?"
Angel stood up. "Lilah said only I would know. That was the deal."
"Deal? Angel, what did you do?"
"So, thinking a world of shiny happy zombies was bad, we destroyed Jasmine and world peace thus plunging the world into chaos. Wolfram & Hart were impressed and made us all offers we couldn't really refuse," Angel finished is wrap up of recent events, leaving out the part about Jasmine being the daughter of Connor and Cordelia, since according to the deal Conner was never a part of their lives.
Cordelia looked at him pointedly. "You're leaving stuff out, Angel."
He shifted uncomfortably.
"What aren't you telling me?" she asked in full Queen C don't mess with me mode.
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"Aside from the crazy dreams, the last thing I remember doing is being all higher-powery and giving you a little help on a slot machine. You knew something was up, why did you go try and beat the house at a thing like that? You know the house always wins, unless you get a little help that is," she smiled. Then returning to the point at hand. "And now I wake up here, safe and snug in what used to be our enemy's lair. But considering the dreams I've been having, it doesn't seem that strange. How long have I been asleep for?"
"Four months, or a year."
"Narrow it down much?"
"From what you remember-Vegas-that was almost a year ago."
"And the four months?" She was beginning to not like where this was going, because it was starting to make her dreams seem not so dream-like.
Angel wasn't saying anything.
Cordelia decided to try and lighten the mood. "So, what, someone got all body of the snatchery and was walking around as me until four months ago?"
"In a nutshell," Angel replied.
Cordelia paled. The dreams weren't so dream-like because they hadn't been dreams at all.
"Cordelia?" Angel questioned, he didn't want her to faint or relapse. Maybe he should have thought twice before launching into the explanations.
"Connor! Your son, Connor. I slept with Connor?!" Maybe it was being comatose, but she couldn't quite get her head around memories concerning the boy. She remembered him, but she also remembered him not being around. "I'm not crazy; Connor did exist, didn't he?"
Angel stood up. "Lilah said only I would know. That was the deal."
"Deal? Angel, what did you do?"