Title: Family: Wedding in LA

Author: victoriamartynne

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Spoilers: None, I think!

Summary: Sequel to Family: Back to Sunnydale, Family: Forward to LA, Family: Return to Sunnydale and Family: On to LA. As Cordelia and Angel's wedding approaches, old friends reunite.

Angel carried Cordelia out to the car and then went to help Wes with Faith and Buffy.

"Will they be okay?" He asked Wes, looking around at the other women who were alive.

He nodded. "Give them a couple of days and they'll be fine."

"What do we do with them?" Angel asked him, pointing to the women.

"I'll call an ambulance from the car and let them sort it out. Let's get them home." They lifted Buffy and put her in the backseat of the car with Faith and Cordelia.

Angel drove while Wes sat in the passenger seat, keeping an eye on the women.

Unbeknown to Angel Faith woke up and smiled at Wes, her hand reaching out to touch his hand. He squeezed it and smiled at her. Her eyes closed and she gave into darkness again.

Spike came to carry Buffy inside, leaving Angel and Wes to managed Cordelia and Faith themselves.

"What happened?" Dawn asked, terrified that something was wrong with her sister.

"Nothing bad. They're just a little tired, that's all." Angel told her. "They'll be back to normal in a couple of days."

He carried Cordelia up the stairs and laid her on the bed gently.

He pulled the covers around her and left her to sleep.

She woke up the next morning and instantly rushed to find the children. The images of them lying dead still in her head.

"Thank God." She murmured and kissed their heads gently.

"What?" Angel asked, stepping into the room, a mug of coffee in his hand. "Thank God for what?"

"The demon used our worst fears to exhaust us so that he could kill us without us putting up a fight. He showed me you and the children being killed." She stroked Connor's head and felt Angel's hand snake around her abdomen.

He kissed her cheek. "It hasn't come true honey, we're still here."

She turned to him and smiled. "I know."

He gave her the mug and she sipped the coffee slowly.

"What do you want to do today?" He asked her.

She looked at him suspiciously. "Is this one of those questions where you ask me what I want to do and then I tell you and then you tell me that would be nice and we go and do something a lot more boring?"

He smiled and shook his head. "No, I was being serious. Wes gave us the day off so we can do what we want?"

"How did you get him to do that?"

"Faith." He replied simply.

She rolled her eyes. "Of course."

"So." He pressed. "What do you want to do today? That doesn't involve sunlight."

She smiled and touched his cheek. "How about we just hang out here? No doubt everyone else will be going out so we'll have the place to ourselves."

He raised an eyebrow. "Sounds good to me, you sure you don't want to go out?"

She nodded. "Come on downstairs, I'm starving!"

He followed her downstairs.

"Well, sleeping beauty is up at last!" Faith exclaimed.

"She arose ten minutes ago." Wes told her, not raising his eyes from his book.

Faith slapped his arm in outrage. "Hey, you grass!"

He looked up and had the grace to look sheepish. "I apologise, it was merely a reflex."

She looked at him and smiled tenderly, a look that was seen by both Cordelia and Buffy, who was sat at Cordelia's desk using her computer.

"What are you doing today?" Cordelia asked her, hopping onto the counter and crossing her legs.

Buffy looked up from the computer screen. "I've sent Spike upstairs to get dressed and then he is taking me, through the sewers, to go have lunch."

"Where did Willow and Tara go?" Angel asked, they'd been downstairs when he'd gone up to Cordelia.

"They took Dawn, Xander, Anya and Giles on a magical tour of the city. Again. It's not like they don't do that every time they come here." Buffy replied, this time not looking up.

"What's so fascinating on there?" Cordelia asked.

She looked up sharply. "Nothing."

Faith rolled her eyes. "Its okay, I was going to tell her anyway."

"Tell me what?" She looked between them, her curiosity piqued.

"I've been thinking about what I want to do now I'm out of prison and I've decided." She paused for dramatic affect and then smiled. "I'm staying here; Buffy's trying to find me an apartment."

Cordelia leaned across to hug Faith. "That is so great, but you can stop here if you want, you know that."

"I do know that, and I've been considering another option." She cast Wes a quick look. "But I want to start out right. Wes has given me my first job ever, other than slaying, as one of you guys and now I want to get myself my first home. This is a new start and that's what I want. But I will take up your offer and stay here until I find my own place."

"That is so great!" She exclaimed. "I mean, not about the moving out part, but wow!"

"And we'll see you everyday." Angel pointed out.

Faith nodded; satisfied her plan had been approved.

"And what are you two doing today?" Cordelia asked her and Wes, assuming automatically and correctly they'd be spending the day together.

"Wes is taking me out for ice cream and then to the park."

"Did Fred and Gunn even bother coming in this morning?" Angel asked.

Wes shook his head. "No, they did call though."

Faith pried the book from his hands. "Come on stuffy, we're going out."

He rolled his eyes at her. "Must you call me that? Besides, that was a very riveting book."

She dragged him out of the hotel, casting a wave behind her.

"Kittens, I'm not in today!" Lorne told them as he breezed past them, coming down the stairs, seemingly not knowing they had the day off. "I've got a busy day ahead of me at the club!"

"Where did he stop last night?" Angel mused after he'd left.

Cordelia flopped down on the couch and Buffy stood up. "I'm going to go find Spike, and then we'll get out of here."

"Have a good day." Cordelia called after her as she went upstairs.

Angel sat down next to her. "You could say this is our first day of normal married life."

She raised an eyebrow. "I guess so."

They sat in silence for a couple of minutes.

"Want to go to bed?" He asked.

"Yeah."

The End