Title: What If?
Author: angel-chicka1539
E-mail: hamiltsn@hotmail.com
Rating: PG
Summary: What if Cordelia had a vision of herself in trouble. Can the AI team save her before it's too late?
Pairing: Angel/Cordy...eventually
Disclaimer: The characters in the following are from the brilliant mind of Joss Whedon. I'm just having a little fun.
"Good Lord," Wesley gasped. "Are you positive?" Cordelia just glared at him. "What do you mean 'are you positive?' Of course I'm positive dumbass," Cordelia shrieked.
"This is some heavy stuff Cordelia, English here just wants to make sure before we go into panic-mode," Gunn said, trying to calm her down.
"Well let me tell you, we're way past panic-mode here. I think we're well into blind-hysterical-fear mode." Cordy laughed in desperation.
Angel finally broke his stunned silence. "Cor," he said gently, using his special name for her. "Can you tell us exactly what you saw?" Cordelia looked up at him through watery eyes. "I don't know if I can Angel," she answered shakily.
"Please, just try. For me," he answered. "We have to know more so we can prevent whatever you saw from happening."
"Okay...okay," she answered him, voice shaking. Cordelia closed her eyes and tried to go back into her vision, much as she didn't want to. "There's a demon...big, orange. Big gross claws, two rows of horns coming out of his chest..." she trailed off.
"Sounds like a Centronli demon, quite nasty buggers too. Known for feeding off its victim's fear before it removes..."Wesley stopped. "Removes what Wesley," Angel asked. "Oh dear, before it removes a special power or ability," Wesley finished. "It's after your visions Cordelia."
"Hey, well, if it wants them that bad, it can have them," Cordelia replied. "Cordy, you don't understand, if this demon gets your visions, it'll essentially be able to change what destined to happen to fit it's own needs," Wesley reasoned. "What you're saying is...this demon will be able to change time, to alter what's already been written, and re-write its own history," Gunn questioned.
"That's precisely what I'm saying, " Wesley responded, taking off his glasses and cleaning them. "Cordy, is there anything else you can tell us that would be helpful?"
"Yeah...this thing's gonna kill me. Is that helpful enough for ya?" Cordelia questioned. "Did you actually see this thing kill you, Cordelia. Or was it just a feeling?" Gunn asked. "Cause you know how you sometimes just feel things in your vision and you don't exactly see what happens? Remember how you saw me 'fighting for my life,' and it just turned out that it was me and one of my boys sparring?"
Cordelia just looked at him. "How are you even standing there questioning this when I'm telling you that this thing is going to kill me? I saw it...I'm just laying there. Just my body...only I'm not in it," she finished shakily, tears starting to form in her eyes. "I'm not in it." "Don't worry Cor, I'm not going to let anything happen to you," Angel promised, taking her hand.
" I wish I believed you, I want to believe you...but I cant. I just can't take anymore, not tonight. I'm going home. I'll see you guys tomorrow," she finished, as she grabbed her things and headed for the door.
"So what do you all think," Wesley asked, as soon as Cordelia was out of sight. "I don't think she's going home alone," Angel answered. "Wesley, you and Gunn research. Find out everything you can about this Centronli demon...weaknesses, patterns..." he trailed off.
"What are you going to do," Gunn asked. "I'm going to make sure she makes it through the night," Angel answered.
Author: angel-chicka1539
E-mail: hamiltsn@hotmail.com
Rating: PG
Summary: What if Cordelia had a vision of herself in trouble. Can the AI team save her before it's too late?
Pairing: Angel/Cordy...eventually
Disclaimer: The characters in the following are from the brilliant mind of Joss Whedon. I'm just having a little fun.
"Good Lord," Wesley gasped. "Are you positive?" Cordelia just glared at him. "What do you mean 'are you positive?' Of course I'm positive dumbass," Cordelia shrieked.
"This is some heavy stuff Cordelia, English here just wants to make sure before we go into panic-mode," Gunn said, trying to calm her down.
"Well let me tell you, we're way past panic-mode here. I think we're well into blind-hysterical-fear mode." Cordy laughed in desperation.
Angel finally broke his stunned silence. "Cor," he said gently, using his special name for her. "Can you tell us exactly what you saw?" Cordelia looked up at him through watery eyes. "I don't know if I can Angel," she answered shakily.
"Please, just try. For me," he answered. "We have to know more so we can prevent whatever you saw from happening."
"Okay...okay," she answered him, voice shaking. Cordelia closed her eyes and tried to go back into her vision, much as she didn't want to. "There's a demon...big, orange. Big gross claws, two rows of horns coming out of his chest..." she trailed off.
"Sounds like a Centronli demon, quite nasty buggers too. Known for feeding off its victim's fear before it removes..."Wesley stopped. "Removes what Wesley," Angel asked. "Oh dear, before it removes a special power or ability," Wesley finished. "It's after your visions Cordelia."
"Hey, well, if it wants them that bad, it can have them," Cordelia replied. "Cordy, you don't understand, if this demon gets your visions, it'll essentially be able to change what destined to happen to fit it's own needs," Wesley reasoned. "What you're saying is...this demon will be able to change time, to alter what's already been written, and re-write its own history," Gunn questioned.
"That's precisely what I'm saying, " Wesley responded, taking off his glasses and cleaning them. "Cordy, is there anything else you can tell us that would be helpful?"
"Yeah...this thing's gonna kill me. Is that helpful enough for ya?" Cordelia questioned. "Did you actually see this thing kill you, Cordelia. Or was it just a feeling?" Gunn asked. "Cause you know how you sometimes just feel things in your vision and you don't exactly see what happens? Remember how you saw me 'fighting for my life,' and it just turned out that it was me and one of my boys sparring?"
Cordelia just looked at him. "How are you even standing there questioning this when I'm telling you that this thing is going to kill me? I saw it...I'm just laying there. Just my body...only I'm not in it," she finished shakily, tears starting to form in her eyes. "I'm not in it." "Don't worry Cor, I'm not going to let anything happen to you," Angel promised, taking her hand.
" I wish I believed you, I want to believe you...but I cant. I just can't take anymore, not tonight. I'm going home. I'll see you guys tomorrow," she finished, as she grabbed her things and headed for the door.
"So what do you all think," Wesley asked, as soon as Cordelia was out of sight. "I don't think she's going home alone," Angel answered. "Wesley, you and Gunn research. Find out everything you can about this Centronli demon...weaknesses, patterns..." he trailed off.
"What are you going to do," Gunn asked. "I'm going to make sure she makes it through the night," Angel answered.