Chapter 35: want to see a movie?

Title: Reunion time.

Author: Nikka

Author notes: Hi everyone, If you need to know about summary, rate and all the rest it's all in chapter 1 I'll just remind you that English is not my native tongue so you may find some spelling & grammar mistakes, you're more than welcome to let me know about them but remember you may find them while you read the story. Have fun.

Disclaimer: Angel & Buffy's characters are not my creation (wish they were) they belong to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Other characters that are not familiar from the show do belong to me.

Author's remark: My chapters as of ch 12 will no longer be reproof by Sigma due to the fact that I have no internet and I'm asking someone else to post the remaining chapters for me. I want to take this opportunity and thank sigma for all the help. And I hope you will continue reading my story even without the excellent work sigma has done. Thank you again sigma for all your great work.

"Has Angel arrived yet?" Buffy piped from the kitchen and asked Willow.

"Not since the last time you asked." She lowered her head and whispered to Tara, "which was 5 minutes ago."

"Why is she so keen on seeing Angel?" Tara wondered out loud.

"That's Buffy and Angel for you." Willow commented.

"Meaning?" Tara didn't get it.

"You need to know the whole 'Buffy & Angel saga'." Willow explained.

"I don't think it's that." Tara disagreed.

"Look Tara I told you, the history those two share its…" Tara cut her off.

"I'm not an idiot Will, I know what happened between Buffy & Angel." Willow looked at her surprised. "You, Xander and even Buffy told me all about it. True I wasn't around at the time, but I still don't think that's the issue here."

"Then what is?" Now willow was testy.

"I don't know, but Angel is not into Buffy anymore and Buffy knows that, so why would she…?" Tara shook her head. "I don't know, but there's more to it."

"Wow that was good." Gunn cried out, as he walked in followed by Fred and Angel.

"I see you missed the action." Fred noted. She looked dirty and messy, so did Gunn. And Angel had a cut on his forehead. They were obviously in a fight.

"What happened?" Wesley asked in concern when he saw how they all looked.

Buffy who heard them come in, walked out to the living room followed by Tara and Willow.

"Vampires." Angel said calmly. But Gunn had more to say than just that.

"Vampires?" He mimicked Angel. "There were at least eight of them."

"Six honey." Fred corrected him.

"Fine six of them, and we took them all. It was fantastic." He crashed down on the sofa.

"It sounds like you three had fun tonight." Buffy said to Angel who looked beat, not much from the fight than from concern for Cordelia.

"Yeah." He mumbled as he made his way to the stairway.

"Hungry?" Buffy couldn't believe she asked that. What is she going to offer him, a nice hot cup of blood?

Angel, although didn't seem to notice. he mumbled a weak no and walked up the stairs before Buffy had a chance to say anything else. She walked back to where everyone gathered to hear the 'tale of Gunn'.

"What's up with Angel?" She interrupted Gunn's story.

"He's disappointed we didn't find anything useful." Fred explained.

"Not useful?" Gunn disagreed. "We did save the world from six deadly vampires." Gunn could hear the giggles. "Laugh all you want. This was a glories day for the power of good." Now even Fred was laughing.

"I think you had enough excitement for one day." She set on his lap.

Gunn's excitement disappeared when he remembered what it was all about. "How's Cordy?" he asked Wesley.

"The same." Wesley looked almost as sad as Angel did.

"Any luck?" Fred referred the question to everyone in the room. Suddenly everyone found their shoes most intriguing, and Fred got her answer. "So that's two out of two." She sighed.

"Actually two out of three." Xander noted. Everyone looked at him confused. "Buffy?" She looked up at him. "You said you tried finding information somewhere else. Did it work? Did you get some?"

If only Xander knew how right is question was. "Sorry I meant did you get any information." He corrected himself when he saw all the stares he got.

"No. Dead end." She replied.

"So now it's three out of three." Fred summed it up.

"Answer me!" She yelled at him as she pushed him away. "Where's my family? Why am I all alone?"

"Cordelia please let's just walk away and we can talk about this more calmly." Doyle tried to calm her down. It didn't work.

"No. No stalling, no delays, no cryptic answers. Tell me the truth. What happened to the rest, and me? She could still hear sobbing in the background.

"I will, but we need to get out of here." Doyle grabbed her hand and tried pulling her away. Cordelia kept her ground.

"Doyle!" She yelled at him. "Why won't you tell?"

"Because I can't." he yelled back. "And that's all you need to know." He said firmly.

"The hell I will." She reached out her hand and grabbed his collar. "You drag me into this quest. You tell me nothing about what's going on. You keep showing me strange events through out my life. You say I need to learn from it but so far I've learned nothing but fear." She let go of his collar. "You say I can change the future, then tell me how. Tell me how to defeat the Dorkanious. Tell me how to stop it." She looked straight into his eyes. "You told me I have powers I don't even know excited. Don't force me to use them." She knew it was an empty threat, so did he. But she had to get the message through. She had to find out the truth.

"Fine." He said. "Stay here. You'll get most of your answers."

"Doyle, if you're stalling…"

"I'm not. Just watch."

He walked in quietly, not disturb Lorne. But he was awake. "Hi big fellow." Lorne greeted him. Angel nodded. "That doesn't look good." Lorne noted.

"Lorne I'll take watch for awhile, if you don't mind." He didn't really feel like sharing right now.

"Sure muffin. I'll be downstairs if you need me." Lorne walked out and closed the door behind him.

There she lay so beautiful, so peaceful. and in the bassinet lay his sleeping son. 'This almost looks like a prefect picture' he thought to himself. If only she would wake up, if only she held his hand. He peeped at Conor and then walked towards the bed. He kneeled on the floor next to the bedside and held her hand. He raised her hand to his lips and kissed her softly. "I'm so sorry." He whispered quietly. "I shouldn't have let you go. What was I thinking." He lowered his head not looking at her. "I love you so much, more than I ever thought possible, than I ever thought I would. You made my life so complete and prefect and I can't lose you." He slowly raised his head, looking at her. "That's why I decided I won't." His tone changed. "You hear me Cordelia Chase. I decided you don't get to bail out of this, out of us. You can't just leave. That's not what we agreed on and I'm keeping you to your word." He got up and set on the chair next to the bed while holding on to her hand. "So I'm going to sit here and wait until you wake up, and you better wake up." He gently kissed her hand and laid it on the bed.

"Doyle?" She heard footsteps coming towards them.

"Don't worry the rules haven't changed. They still can't know you're here.

"God why is it so dark. There's only the moonlight to shine on." She looked up to night sky. The steps came closer and closer. She wanted to tell her to run. She wanted to warn her, but she knew she couldn't so she bit her lip and backed away towards the wall holding Doyle's hand.

"Oh no he's coming. He's coming." The other Cordelia sobbed. "Somebody help me." She held her knees tighter to her body hoping he wouldn't see her.

"She's so scared. Is it the Dorkanious?" Cordy looked on towards the figure that was heading their way. "Doyle is he…?" She stopped when she recognized the figure. "Angel." She said with a smile. "Don't worry its Angel, he'll save you." Cordelia reassured her other self, although she knew she couldn't hear her. But for some reason the other Cordelia got even more scared. "Why is she so scared can't she recognize him?" Cordy didn't understand. By now Angel stood right in front her. The other Cordelia was crouched down on the ground. "Why is she scared of Angel…?" Cordy took another look at the man standing in front of her, his back turned to her. She walked to the side to see his face. "It's not Angel…" She looked at Doyle. "It's..." she backed away scared as hell. "It's… Angelus." She said to Doyle.

"You thought you could hide." Angelus spoke. "I told you I'd find you. You are my trophy. I couldn't let you go." He reached out his hand. "Take my hand. Stand up, let's do it nicely. At least you owe me that much."

Suddenly the other Cordelia spoke. "I owe you nothing." She stopped sobbing as she looked up at him.

He laughed. "Fine, whatever. So are you getting up on your own, or do you need some assistance?" He touched her cheek softly and she pushed him away and slowly stood up. "That's more like it." He grinned.

The moonlight shined on the other Cordelia. Cordy gasped, and put her hands on her mouth preventing herself from screaming, even though it wasn't necessary. "Doyle her… my face..." She stared at her other self in shock. She was dirty and wounded and obviously scared. But that's not what made Cordy look so horrified. It was her face they were heavily scarred. Her pretty face was disfigured.

"Go head do it!" Cordelia said to Angelus. You took everything else that mattered." She tilted her head offering him her bare neck.

"No what are you doing?" Cordy yelled at her walking towards her. "Don't do it. Fight. You know how to, he thought you. Run." Cordy turned she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Doyle. She knew he was just letting her know he's there and she's safe, at least for the time being.

"Yes I did. Didn't I?" Angelus seemed smug and happy about it. "Don't you worry, soon it will all be over and you'll join your friends in wonderland." He smiled as he leaned down towards her neck. She closed her eyes clenching the fists.

Suddenly Cordy heard footsteps coming down the alley. An arrow was shot, Angelus backed away. He looked towards the figures. he had his vamp face on. He growled. Another arrow was shot. This one hit his shoulder. He looked at Cordelia. "I'll have to take a rain check." He smiled and ran off.

"Ho god." Cordy took a big breath. "He's back." She said to Doyle.

"Are you all right?" She heard someone asking and it wasn't Doyle. She looked up and saw Gunn and Xander standing next to the other Cordelia. They too didn't look all that good.

"I'm fine." Cordelia answered. She looked surer of herself.

"What happened?" Xander asked as they walked out the alley. Cordy and Doyle followed them. "Why did you leave the house?"

"I had to. I needed to find him." Cordelia replied. Now Cordy could see she was limping.

"Give it a break Cordy." Xander snapped at her. "You won't find him, he's probably dead already, Just like the others.

"No." she stopped and grabbed Xander's shirt. "He's alive I can feel it." She let go of him.

"We need to keep moving." Gunn reminded them. They kept walking.

"Why would a vicious killer let a baby live?" Xander asked and Cordy shivered.

"Conor. Is he talking about Conor?" She looked at Doyle.

"Because he knows that if he dies I won't care, I won't hurt. And you know angelus, he loves playing games, especially with me." She laughed a bitter laugh. So he won't kill him. Not until he had his fun with me.

"Get in." Gunn ordered and they all got into the van and drove off.

Cordy stood there for a while, before Doyle called her. She turned to face him. "What did I need to learn here? What was my lesson?" Her eyes were shimmering. Tears were dropping down her cheek.

"Cordy?" Doyle walked towards her. She backed away.

"Tell me teacher." She yelled at him, crying. "Why did I have to see this? What was the point?"

"It had no point." Doyle said. "You weren't meant to see this. We weren't supposed to be here." He explained.

"So it's my fault. Because I followed her to that alley." She cried softly.

"It's no one's fault Cordelia." Doyle tried to explain.

"Someone's to blame. Someone made this. And it wasn't just the Dorkanious." She looked at Doyle whipping off her tears. "Who was it Doyle? Who made all of this possible?

"Does it matter? Does it really?" He asked.

"She was limping." Cordy said softly as she set on the ground. "She was scarred. What happened? Please tell me?"

"I'm not supposed to." He set next to her on the ground. "But I will anyway.

Cordy looked at him, smiling. Not that she was happy; it's just that she was glad he finally came through. "Are you sure you want to see this?' He asked one last time.

"See?

"Yes. I can't tell you but I can show you. Are you sure." He asked again.

She nodded her head. "I'm sure."

He reached out his hand and touched her forehead. "Close your eyes." she did.

Suddenly scenes came to her. She saw the Dorkanious walking around Sunnydale free. She saw a magical barrier preventing anyone from leaving Sunnydale, and anyone really seeing what was happing in Sunnydale. She saw portals to other dimension been opened and vicious creatures coming out through them. She saw them all fighting. And then she saw death. She saw Tara die, then Willow, who had black eyes for some reason. She saw Loren and Dawn die. She saw Buffy fighting the Dorkanious alone and dying in the process, and Giles been killed by the Dorkanious while trying to help Buffy. Soft tears came running down her cheek. She saw Spike crying and Angel tell her to keep Conor safe from him just before he turned into Angelus. The images shifted so quickly. She saw herself, Fred and Wesley been held captive by Angelus. She saw Angelus torturing Fred and letting her and Wesley watch. Finally when Fred had enough she saw him turning to Wesley and killing him leaving her alive to watch on. Then she saw Angelus torturing her as well. She understood from where she got the scars. She saw herself been rescued by Spike, Xander, Anya and Gunn. She barely made it out. That's how she got the limp, while trying to escape. Fred died on the way. And finally, she saw the last scene. She saw Angelus taking Conor, right from her hands. She cried out. "Noooooo."

Doyle took his hand away and Cordy opened her eyes. She was shaking and crying. Doyle held her as she cried into his arms.

"It's all my fault." She sobbed. "I did this. I'm to blame."

TBC