Chapter 38: Breakfast in Sunnydale.

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.

"All? Cordy where were you? What did you see?" Angel asked

"I don't know from where to begin." She looked at him, at all of them knowing they want answers, but how could she tell them, how could she tell him.

"Its okay, we can wait." Angel stroked her hair gently. "You've been through a lot you need to rest." Angel looked at the rest hopping they got the message.

"Yes, indeed you should rest." Wesley concurred.

"Its late. Why don't we all get some rest and we can talk about it in the morning." Willow offered.

"Thank god." I thought I'd never be able to get some rest from the British duel." Anya released a sigh of relief.

"So I guess we'll see you tomorrow." Fred said as she grabbed Gunn's hand and dragged him outside with all the rest.

Angel got up to leave. "Good night." He kissed her on the forehead.

"Wait!" Cordy grabbed his arm. "Where are you going?"

"Out, letting you to rest." He explained what seemed so obvious to him.

"Don't. Stay here with me." Angel without a word sat on the. "No." she took his arm again and pulled him towards her. "Stay here with me." She tapped on the bed beside her. Angel smiled and reached down to take off his shoes while Cordy moved to make him room. He climbed in bed with her. She gently laid her head on his chest as he rapped his arm around her. She felt safe and loved, and right now, at that moment nothing mattered, not even the end of the world as they know it. She closed her eyes and sank into a deep sleep. He stayed awake watching over her, although he was tired from running around all day and fighting he couldn't stop staring at her thanking the powers for bringing her back to him. He smiled as he laid his head on hers and slowly closed his eyes, hoping he'll dream of her.

"If you want to go, I'll understand." Spike said to her, as she lay in his arms naked.

"Are you kicking me out?" She asked.

"No luv, that's your role, not mine." He said with a smirk on his face. "I know how you hate leaving Dawn all alone for the entire night." He explained.

"Its okay. Unfortunately I have a full house that can take care of her. Besides, right now I'm not her favorite person in the world."

"Why is that?" Spike inquired.

"I guess we don't see eye to eye. She just doesn't understand what a slayer is, what my responsibilities are. Its like she's always doing the opposite thing just to spite me."

"Maybe she understands better than you think." Spike offered his insight.

"What do you mean?" Buffy sat up covering herself with the blanket.

"Maybe she knows too well what it means to be a slayer, but you don't understand what it means to be the slayer's sister." He sat up also.

"Of course not, how could I?" Buffy said the obvious.

"When you were 15 you got this amazing responsibility, this sacred duty. You changed over night from a normal teenaged girl, to the protector of mankind."

"So, the way I see it she got the good part of the deal. She gets to stay a teenaged girl with no worries." Buffy saw things differently.

"But she does have worries. She sees you fighting, her older sister, the person she looks up to. The only real family she has left. She feels the need to help, to make a difference. And when you shut her out and ignore her, or treat her like a child…"

"She is a child, Spike." Buffy cut him off.

"Who had to grow up real fast in the last two years." He added. "You have to include her in some way. To make her feel like she matters."

"She does, she knows that." Buffy disagreed.

"No she doesn't Buffy. She came to me today to ask me what was going on. She knew something was up and she felt frustrated and…"

"You didn't tell her did you?" Buffy cut him off again.

"Of course I did. Not like you I believe she has a right to know and I refuse to treat her like an imbecile. So you can get mad at me, and scream all you like, I won't lie to her and I won't keep things from her. At least things I think she ought to know."

Buffy wanted to be angry with him but the way he spoke and the things he said about Dawn. She knew they had a special relationship. She knew Dawn saw him as a role model, if that is even possible to assume. And she knew he saw her as his responsibility, his duty. "I'm not mad. And a part of me is glad you told her. Besides, the deed is done, can't turn back time."

Spike was surprised by her reaction. Maybe she was telling him the truth. Maybe she has changed. "Go to sleep you're tired and you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow." She slumped down and waited for him to join her. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

"You'll wake me in the morning?" She whispered to him.

He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "Go to sleep pet. Go to sleep.

She was running it was dark. She was running in an alley. She fell. She could hear his footsteps, she could feel him coming. "No, please don't." She felt a hand reaching out and grabbing her. "Nooooooooo." She screamed.

"Cordy, Cordy wake up you're dreaming." He shook her. She opened her eyes terrified. "Cordy?" He looked at her caressing her face.

She looked at him. "Angelus? No get away from me, no." Se started to hit him with her fists, screaming uncontrollably.

"Cordy stop. "He held her hands together. "It's me. Its just a nightmare."

She stopped hitting him and looked at him again as if she saw him for the first time. "Angel?"

"That's right." He smiled at her. "Angel." He pointed at himself.

"I'm sorry I guess I had a nightmare." She sat up trying to grasp it all.

"I guess you did." He sat up also looking at her worried. Actually he was more worried about how she called him. She had nightmares before and she never called him Angelus, at least not when he was around. "Its over now, you're safe." He put his arm around her.

"I know. Again I'm sorry. I don't know what happened to me." She was lying. She knew exactly what happened to her, and why she thought he was Angelus. She knew what she saw in her nightmare. Only it wasn't a nightmare, it was a prophecy.

A few minutes past by and he thought it was safe enough to ask. "Cor?" She looked at him. "Why did you call me Angelus?"

"What? Se played dumb. Hoping to avoid this talk as long as she could.

"You called me Angelus, when you woke up. Why?"

"Are you sure, maybe you heard it wrong." She gave it one last try, before she'll come clean.

"I'm a vampire. I don't hear wrong. I know what you said. I just don't know why." He was getting testy. She was hiding something from him. He sensed it.

"Angel… I didn't want you to find out like this." She lowered her head unable to look at him.

"Find what out?" He lifted he chin forcing her to look at him. "Tell me."

"Angel…" she didn't want to do this, not now. Not after the wonderful night they had. She didn't want to spoil it.

"Cordy…" She knew what that look meant. She knew it was time.

"The nightmare… it was about my vision." She began to explain. "About the last part of my quest with Doyle. You have to hear the whole story to understand and I don't…"

"I'm here, tell me. That is if you're up to it." He was curious but no at the expense of her health.

"I am if you are?" She was worried he didn't know what he was getting himself into.

Angel nodded his head and she began to tell the tale. She told him about the museum, the library, the Dorkanious, everything that she had learned. Finally she got to the ugly part. She took a big breath and held his hands tight as she unfolded the entire story. As she spoke she didn't look at him. She knew if she saw his face she couldn't go on. She finished it off leaving out the part about her little discovery in the other Cordelia's head. She couldn't tell him about that part, not ever. She looked up and saw a tear coming down his cheek. Her heart broke inside. In all the time she have known him. After all that they have been through. After losing so much, so many. She had never seen him cry. He looked at her and she felt shame. She couldn't look at him, so she looked away.

"Don't." He said to her softly. "Its not because of you, its because of me. I swore I'll never hurt you and I'm sticking by my word. I'll die before I'll turn into him again." She turned her head and looked at him with fear. Not from him but for him.

"No you won't. No one will die because we'll stop this. The future can be changed. We should know better than anyone. This won't come to pass. I promise you this." She leaned over and kissed him. He kissed her back drowning in her love, in her comfort. Forgetting who is, what he's capable of.

Finally he fell asleep. She was still awake staring at him holding him, loving him the best way she could. This will never happen, my love. Not if I can stop it. The time will come and I know what I have to do. The greater good, remember. I know what needs to be done, and I'm the person to do it.

The sun was up. The house was filled with noise, people running back and forth. Doors slamming. People yelling. He was already awake. He didn't move a muscle afraid he'll wake her. He was grateful to Lorne for taking Conor for the entire night. They needed this time. They needed each other. He could feel her waking up. The pace of her berthing changed. She moaned softly. He loved hearing that sound. She stretched and slowly opened her eyes. She looked up to see him smiling.

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing. I just love seeing you in the morning, beside me in bed. You look so beautiful."

"Now I know you're lying or in love, because there is no way any sane person/demon/vampire could consider this look beautiful." She pointed at herself. He just smiled. "I better get dressed and fill them in on the story." She pulled him back to reality.

"No. You stay here take your time. I'll gather the troops and tell them what happened." Angel didn't want her to go through that once more. He could handle it, he wasn't sure she could.

"Are you sure you're up to it?" She didn't want him to suffer any more than he already did.

"I'm fine, stop worrying about me." He god up and put his shoes on. "I'll go check if the bathroom is free and you stay here and wait for your breakfast."

"There's breakfast?" She smiled her one million dollar smile.

"For you angel anything." He smiled back.

"Hey, I thought you are the Angel in this relationship." She teased him. He throw a pillow at her. She giggled.

"Don't move a mussel." He ordered as he stepped out.

The bathroom was busy. There was no surprise there. He went down stairs to the kitchen to fix Cordy's breakfast. The kitchen was empty.

"Nice." He said to himself in satisfaction as he opened the fridge and grabbed some eggs, butter, cheese and other goodies. He picked it all up and carried it gently to the counter. Suddenly the door opened and Buffy came in. luckily Angel wasn't standing near the door.

"Oh Angel, sorry I didn't know you were here." She quickly closed the door. "Hungry?" She asked surprised when she noticed all the grocery his was carrying.

"No." He smiled. "It's for Cordy I'm fixing her breakfast. You know as a welcome home, or is it awake party?"

"Cordelia's awake?" Buffy asked in shock.

"Yeah of course, where were you last night when we all…?" Suddenly he smelled something. He put down the stuff and walked towards Buffy sniffing her. She knew he smelled spike.

"Stop it. I know you know and you know I know, so let's leave it at that." Surprisly enough she didn't really feel like she owed him any more explanations.

"Not getting there. If you want me, you know where to find me." He turned around and returned to his breakfast. Buffy was about to walk out when he remembered one more thing. "Buffy?" She turned. "If you don't want the others to know, you may consider a shower. You see; they may not smell him like I can but they can sure smell those offal cigarettes all over you." She didn't say anything she just nodded and rushed out, probably to the bathroom.

"Good morning." Willow greeted Angel as she walked into the kitchen. "Sleep well?"

"Some, some." He smiled. Despite all that has happened last night, nothing could rain on his parade. She was back and he couldn't be happier. Not perfectly happy of course, but happy never the less.

"When are we getting together to get the info on Cordy's little trip?" Willow asked as she poured herself a glass of juice.

"Now." Willow looked at him surprised as she drank her juice. "Well not now now, but today, in awhile after everyone gets here." He explained himself.

"Okay I'll go call Xander and wake Buffy." Willow headed out.

"I think Buffy is awake." Angel commented.

"Thanks." Willow yelled to him from the hall.

He slowly walked up the stairs carrying a tray of a wonderful breakfast. As he was about to enter the bedroom he saw Buffy step out of the bathroom.

"Wow." She admired his handy work. "How come you never cooked me a breakfast like that when we were together?" She put him on the spot.

"Well… ha… I guess…" Angel found it had to explain.

"Relax solider boy I'm just teasing you." Buffy walked towards her room. "Enjoy. And I'll see you both soon." She added.

"Just me, Cordy will join us later." He explained.

"Okay then, see you later." She smiled and went inside her room.

He slowly opened the door and could hear footsteps. "What are you doing?" He asked as he finally opened the door and saw her standing by the window.

"I wanted to let the sun in for awhile and because I don't want my boyfriend to be toast for breakfast I thought it would be best if I close the drapes." She explained.

He smiled loving the fact that she called him her boyfriend. "Good thinking." He closed the door behind him. "Now get inside and behave!" He ordered with a smile.

She quickly jumped into bed, sat up and waited for her treat.

"Here you go my sweet." He placed the tray in her lap and tucked the napkin in her T-shirt.

"You're spoiling me." She laughed at the fancy way he treated her. Not that she didn't like it, she did. She just felt awkward; she didn't really think she deserved it all. "Have you told them?" She asked as she took small bites from her toast.

"Eat!" He sat by her side watching her eat.

"Its weird to eat when you stare at me." She couldn't even swallow the bite she took.

"What? I watch you eat all the time back home." He was surprised. She never felt weird around him when it came to food. She knew he couldn't eat and she didn't feel like she was eating everything in sight while he stares from the side. They never had that thing between them.

"But it's different now. I mean you're not just Angel my friend you're Angel my…" For some reason she couldn't say it, even though she said it a few moments ago.

"Your boyfriend. You can say it. You said it before." He didn't get her behavior. "Cordy." He reached out and held her hand. "Just because we're a couple now doesn't mean things need to change between us. You're still my best friend and I can only hope I'm yours.

"You are. Its not that you're not, its just that…" She couldn't explain it.

"Nothing needs to change. In fact I don't want it to change. I want you to keep on teasing me and yelling at me when I forget to do stuff. And I promise I'll keep bossing you around like old times." He smiled knowing she wouldn't let it slide.

"In your dreams mister. You never wore the pants in this family." She smiled and he knew she got the message.

"I'll tell them later, when they all get here." He paused for a moment and she knew something is bothering him.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Wes, Gunn, Fred and Lorne I have no doubt they'll deal with it, and you know, won't freak out, But the Scoobies. Unlike our guys they actually met Angelus first hand and I don't think they'll love the idea."

"So what. Its not like it's going to happen, it's a warning. They have no choice but to deal. What will they do, lock you up?" She laughed, but then she thought they might just do that. Buffy's crazy enough to do something like that. She noticed he thought the same thing. "Maybe I should tell them?" She offered.

"No I should do it. You've been through enough." He insisted and she knew she couldn't argue with him.

He looked at the clock. "I better go check if the bathroom is free. We're suppose to meet soon and I still haven't showered." He explained.

"Okay." She smiled. "Angel, come here a sec." She wiggled her finger instructing him to come closer. He put one leg on the bed and the other on the floor. "No. Closer." She wiggled her finger again. "He leaned down towards her. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards her kissing him passionately. He was so close to throwing the tray away and taking her in his arms, but he controlled himself. They stopped kissing. She whispered to him softly: "Thank you, you're the best." She gave him a soft kiss on the cheek and sent him away.

30 minutes later he came down to the living room. They were all there and to his no so huge surprise so was Spike. Buffy must have invited him, he thought to himself. He walked inside taking a big unnecessary breath.

"Angel you're here." Willow greeted him.

"Hey." He said to everyone. "I see you're all here, so we can start."

"Where's Cordy?" Gunn asked.

"Is she alright?" Fred followed.

"Did she suffer from any side affects?" Wesley continued.

"Guys, guys. Relax." He calmed them down. "Cordy's fine. She just needed some rest. She'll join us later. She told me everything and now I'll tell you. There's no need for her relive it again." From the way he displayed it sounded pretty bad. And it was. "So I guess I'll start at the museum…"

TBC

Hi ppl,

Thank you for you wonderful reviews. I'm glad to see there are still people who read this fic. I'm sorry it's taking me longer to update but I'm also trying to develop a new fic, hopefully I'll post it very soon.

I hope you'll like this ch. And as usual let me know.

Thanks Nikka.