Faith half carried, half dragged Cordelia into the hotel.
Fred and Gunn looked up from the desks with worried expressions on their faces.
"What happened?" Fred asked.
"I'm fine." Cordelia told them, a small smile on her face.
"Amara demon." Faith clarified, heading for the stairs. "Cordy got thrown through a window, is Angel back yet?"
"Not yet." Gunn answered. "You need some help?"
"No, we're fine." Faith told him with a smile. "It looks worse than it is. Could you bring some antiseptic up? I need to get the glass out."
"Sure thing." He replied.
"Ow." Cordelia complained.
"Stop whining." Faith told her.
"Ow!"
"Oh, come on!"
"Faith, that hurts!"
"Stop being a baby!"
"Faith, I swear, if you don't stop that I'm gonna."
"Gonna what?" She taunted. "Kick my ass?"
"Angel's usually a lot gentler!" She complained.
Faith laughed. "I'm not Angel honey!"
"Like I can't tell."
"I should hope you do."
"Faith, that's it, get your hands off me! This can wait while Angel gets back, I'm not that desperate!"
Faith laughed and sat up straight. "Look, you can't sit here for hours with bits of glass in your back."
"If it wasn't for you and your need to go kill something then I wouldn't have bits of glass in my back."
"That wasn't my fault."
"Then whose fault was it?"
"The window of Angel's car." She replied and began to dig out the glass again.
"Ow."
"Oh, come on, I barely touched you!"
"You're digging your fingers into me and I'm pretty sure I can't take any more!" She shouted.
"What's going on in there?" Gunn asked through the door.
"Cordy and I are indulging!" Faith shouted back. "Leave us alone, we're pretty close to."
"It's okay!" Cordelia interrupted. "I got some glass in my back and Faith is getting it out for me."
"Okay." He sounded like he didn't believe her but left anyway.
"That was low!" Cordelia told her as Faith exploded in giggles.
"But it was funny!"
"Yo man!" Gunn called out to Angel as he made to go up the stairs. "I wouldn't go up there if I were you!"
"Why?"
"Your girl's at it with the slayer."
"Which one?"
"Which one what?"
"Slayer?"
"Oh, Faith." He chuckled. "Hard at it if you ask me."
Angel rolled his eyes and started climbing the stairs again. What were they doing now?
"Mommy?" Connor asked from the doorway.
"Hey Connor, you come to make mommy better?" Cordelia told him and dangled her arm off the end of the bed so he could come and hug her.
She kissed the top of his head and then winced as Faith pressed a bit harder on one of her wounds.
"Who loves mommy?"
"Me!" He told her, gazing up at her, his eyes wide.
"What are you doing?" Angel asked, standing in the doorway.
"Hi honey!" Cordelia exclaimed. "Have a good night's hunting?"
"Yeah, you?"
"We whooped some ass!" Faith replied. "Of course, Cor got her own ass whooped in the process."
Cordelia bent her arm behind her so she could swat her. "I did not. But maybe you could have saved me a couple of wounds if you hadn't flirted with the vamp before you killed it."
Angel shot a dirty look at Faith and came to look at Cordelia's back. By then Faith had removed most of the glass, if not all, but it still needed disinfecting.
"Here, I'll take over now." He told her.
She shrugged and moved out of the way.
"Daddy?" Connor looked Faith
"Daddy's been bringing home the bacon." Faith told him. "And mommy's been bringing home the bread that it comes on."
Both Cordelia and Angel turned to give her funny looks.
"What? You always look at me like that!" She complained with a smile.
"You always make us look at you like that." Cordelia retorted.
"Ashy?" Connor asked.
"Ashleigh is sleeping baby." Cordelia told him. "Like you should be, why did you get out of bed?"
He just looked at her.
Faith grinned. "Want me to read you a story?"
He nodded.
"Not a Mills and Boon again!" Cordelia ordered as Faith followed Connor to his room.
"What's a Mills and Boon?" Angel asked.
"You wouldn't want to know."
The next morning Faith came bounding into their bedroom while Cordelia and Angel were both still asleep.
She prodded Cordelia. "Cor, fire!"
She jumped up, clutching the sheet around her naked body and felt Angel drop off the other side of the bed at her movement.
"Fire? Where?"
Faith burst out laughing. "You are too easy!"
Angel scowled from his position on the floor. "You were so much better when you wanted to kill me, at least then I got woken up for an actual reason."
"This is an actual reason." She told him patiently.
"Which is?" He prompted.
"Wes needs you to come downstairs and help him identify the demon you saw in your vision last week." She told Cordelia.
"And this couldn't wait while a reasonable hour?" Cordelia grumbled.
"I'm just the messenger." She replied and edged towards the door. "And the only one who was brave enough."
Faith slipped out of the bedroom before one of them attacked her.
That night Faith dragged Cordelia to a bar where they drank copious amounts of alcohol.
Angel and Wes had laughed at them when they'd arrived back home in a taxi but relented and helped them up the stairs after Faith had walked into the banister.
Wes had been planning on going home but with Faith in the state she was in he decided that they'd be better off staying at the hotel.
Cordelia sighed as she got out of bed, now was not a good time to be getting up. She stumbled over something on the bedroom floor and cursed as she stubbed her toe on the nightstand.
Ashleigh's cries could be heard easily in the room from the nursery next door, apparently only to the living. Angel was happily sleeping on the pillow next to hers.
She pulled on her robe, or rather Angel's robe, and went into the nursery. Connor was sleeping peacefully but Ashleigh was wide awake and hungry.
"Come on baby, let's get you some food." She murmured and picked her up, pressing her to her chest. She went across to the microwave and mini fridge to get a bottle ready.
"Shush honey or you'll wake daddy up." She glanced through the door at the comatose Angel. "Then again."
"Jesus Cor, can't you shut her up?" Faith uttered as she stumbled through the doorway, startling Cordelia who in turn startled Ashleigh. "It's like I've got a hundred hammers bashing on my brain! I heard her right down the hall!"
"I'm sorry." Cordelia whispered, sticking the teat of the bottle in Ashleigh's mouth. "And yeah, feeling the hammers!"
"I guess we drank more than we thought last night." Faith muttered and sank to the floor so she was sat cross legged.
"Comfy?" Cordelia asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Not as comfy as I was in my bed." She grumbled and let herself flop backwards until she was laid flat on the floor with her legs crossed.
"Can I get you a pillow or a duvet?" She asked sarcastically.
"I'm good, but thanks." Faith replied, ignoring the sarcasm.
Ash finished sucking on the bottle.
"Wow that kid could burp for America." Faith commented, her eyes closed.
"Hey!" Cordelia protested and prodded her with her toe.
Faith swatted her foot away. "You know what?"
"What?" She began rocked Ashleigh back and forth to try and get her to sleep again.
"I feel sick!" She sprang up and darted into Cordelia and Angel's bathroom to be sick.
Cordelia followed, rocking Ashleigh. "Feel better now?"
She raised her head from the toilet. "Slightly."
Cordelia smirked and went to put Ashleigh down.
When she came back Faith was passed out in the bath.
She sighed and went to get the comforter from the bottom of the bed to cover her up with.
"Night Faith."
Cordelia woke hearing an angry male shout and a female giggle. She glanced at Angel's side of the bed. "Oh no."
She jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom where Angel was desperately trying to cover his manhood while Faith laughed at his situation.
Cordelia leaned against the doorframe. "What's going on in here?"
"I'm enjoying the peep show!" Faith told her, bending her head backwards to see her.
"I'm not!" Angel replied pointedly.
"Okay." Cordelia took matters into her own hands.
She lifted Faith by her arms so she was out of the bath and shoved her out of the room, shutting the door firmly behind her. "I always knew the saying big feet, big shoes always applied to you Angel!" She called through the door.
Cordelia bit back her smirk as she saw Angel was not amused. "Baby, you know that was a compliment, right?"
She went to wrap her arms around his waist and kissed his chin. "She was giving you a compliment."
"I didn't expect walking into my bathroom naked to find a slayer in my bath tub!"
She couldn't help it and burst into peals of laughter.
When she and Angel finally went downstairs Faith had gone out to get coffee and Fred was giving them both small smirks whenever they looked at her.
"Fred honey, spit it out." Cordelia eventually said, dropping her pencil onto the desk.
"Oh, it's nothing." She smiled.
"Did you talk to Faith this morning?"
"No." She said quickly.
Cordelia saw straight through her. "What did she say?"
"Oh, something about a bathtub and a very surprised Angel." She grinned.
Cordelia rolled her eyes. "I bet she did."
"We got a phone call this morning." She told her, changing the subject.
"Who from?"
"A client." She replied and pulled a sheet of paper off her pad. "There's a demon living in their basement. They want someone to clean it out."
She read the notes Fred had made. "It sounds like a Mobo demon. We dealt with one a couple of years ago."
"It is." Fred confirmed. "I did some research before you came down."
"Thanks Fred, when Faith gets back we'll go see to it." She promised. "Is Angel still training?"
She nodded. "Yeah, he took Gunn down with a couple of axes."
"Should we be worried?" Cordelia joked.
She was saved from answering as Faith breezed back into the hotel. "Coffee everyone!"
Her announcement brought Wes out of his office. He grabbed a cup and kissed her cheek before going straight back in.
"Nice to see you too." She told his retreating back.
"Drink on the move Faith, we got a case." Cordelia told her, standing up and grabbing a cup.
"We get to kill anything?" She asked hopefully.
Cordelia pulled a face. "I swear there's something wrong with you."
"So, do we?" She asked again.
"Yes." She told her wearily. "Grab a weapon."
She went to the weapons cabinet and pulled out a long sword. "You want?"
Cordelia pulled back her jacket to show the dagger she had attached to her belt. "No, I'm good. Fred, tell Angel I'll be back soon?"
She nodded. "Sure thing."
They set off for the door, Faith teasing Cordelia about what had happened this morning.
Fred and Gunn looked up from the desks with worried expressions on their faces.
"What happened?" Fred asked.
"I'm fine." Cordelia told them, a small smile on her face.
"Amara demon." Faith clarified, heading for the stairs. "Cordy got thrown through a window, is Angel back yet?"
"Not yet." Gunn answered. "You need some help?"
"No, we're fine." Faith told him with a smile. "It looks worse than it is. Could you bring some antiseptic up? I need to get the glass out."
"Sure thing." He replied.
"Ow." Cordelia complained.
"Stop whining." Faith told her.
"Ow!"
"Oh, come on!"
"Faith, that hurts!"
"Stop being a baby!"
"Faith, I swear, if you don't stop that I'm gonna."
"Gonna what?" She taunted. "Kick my ass?"
"Angel's usually a lot gentler!" She complained.
Faith laughed. "I'm not Angel honey!"
"Like I can't tell."
"I should hope you do."
"Faith, that's it, get your hands off me! This can wait while Angel gets back, I'm not that desperate!"
Faith laughed and sat up straight. "Look, you can't sit here for hours with bits of glass in your back."
"If it wasn't for you and your need to go kill something then I wouldn't have bits of glass in my back."
"That wasn't my fault."
"Then whose fault was it?"
"The window of Angel's car." She replied and began to dig out the glass again.
"Ow."
"Oh, come on, I barely touched you!"
"You're digging your fingers into me and I'm pretty sure I can't take any more!" She shouted.
"What's going on in there?" Gunn asked through the door.
"Cordy and I are indulging!" Faith shouted back. "Leave us alone, we're pretty close to."
"It's okay!" Cordelia interrupted. "I got some glass in my back and Faith is getting it out for me."
"Okay." He sounded like he didn't believe her but left anyway.
"That was low!" Cordelia told her as Faith exploded in giggles.
"But it was funny!"
"Yo man!" Gunn called out to Angel as he made to go up the stairs. "I wouldn't go up there if I were you!"
"Why?"
"Your girl's at it with the slayer."
"Which one?"
"Which one what?"
"Slayer?"
"Oh, Faith." He chuckled. "Hard at it if you ask me."
Angel rolled his eyes and started climbing the stairs again. What were they doing now?
"Mommy?" Connor asked from the doorway.
"Hey Connor, you come to make mommy better?" Cordelia told him and dangled her arm off the end of the bed so he could come and hug her.
She kissed the top of his head and then winced as Faith pressed a bit harder on one of her wounds.
"Who loves mommy?"
"Me!" He told her, gazing up at her, his eyes wide.
"What are you doing?" Angel asked, standing in the doorway.
"Hi honey!" Cordelia exclaimed. "Have a good night's hunting?"
"Yeah, you?"
"We whooped some ass!" Faith replied. "Of course, Cor got her own ass whooped in the process."
Cordelia bent her arm behind her so she could swat her. "I did not. But maybe you could have saved me a couple of wounds if you hadn't flirted with the vamp before you killed it."
Angel shot a dirty look at Faith and came to look at Cordelia's back. By then Faith had removed most of the glass, if not all, but it still needed disinfecting.
"Here, I'll take over now." He told her.
She shrugged and moved out of the way.
"Daddy?" Connor looked Faith
"Daddy's been bringing home the bacon." Faith told him. "And mommy's been bringing home the bread that it comes on."
Both Cordelia and Angel turned to give her funny looks.
"What? You always look at me like that!" She complained with a smile.
"You always make us look at you like that." Cordelia retorted.
"Ashy?" Connor asked.
"Ashleigh is sleeping baby." Cordelia told him. "Like you should be, why did you get out of bed?"
He just looked at her.
Faith grinned. "Want me to read you a story?"
He nodded.
"Not a Mills and Boon again!" Cordelia ordered as Faith followed Connor to his room.
"What's a Mills and Boon?" Angel asked.
"You wouldn't want to know."
The next morning Faith came bounding into their bedroom while Cordelia and Angel were both still asleep.
She prodded Cordelia. "Cor, fire!"
She jumped up, clutching the sheet around her naked body and felt Angel drop off the other side of the bed at her movement.
"Fire? Where?"
Faith burst out laughing. "You are too easy!"
Angel scowled from his position on the floor. "You were so much better when you wanted to kill me, at least then I got woken up for an actual reason."
"This is an actual reason." She told him patiently.
"Which is?" He prompted.
"Wes needs you to come downstairs and help him identify the demon you saw in your vision last week." She told Cordelia.
"And this couldn't wait while a reasonable hour?" Cordelia grumbled.
"I'm just the messenger." She replied and edged towards the door. "And the only one who was brave enough."
Faith slipped out of the bedroom before one of them attacked her.
That night Faith dragged Cordelia to a bar where they drank copious amounts of alcohol.
Angel and Wes had laughed at them when they'd arrived back home in a taxi but relented and helped them up the stairs after Faith had walked into the banister.
Wes had been planning on going home but with Faith in the state she was in he decided that they'd be better off staying at the hotel.
Cordelia sighed as she got out of bed, now was not a good time to be getting up. She stumbled over something on the bedroom floor and cursed as she stubbed her toe on the nightstand.
Ashleigh's cries could be heard easily in the room from the nursery next door, apparently only to the living. Angel was happily sleeping on the pillow next to hers.
She pulled on her robe, or rather Angel's robe, and went into the nursery. Connor was sleeping peacefully but Ashleigh was wide awake and hungry.
"Come on baby, let's get you some food." She murmured and picked her up, pressing her to her chest. She went across to the microwave and mini fridge to get a bottle ready.
"Shush honey or you'll wake daddy up." She glanced through the door at the comatose Angel. "Then again."
"Jesus Cor, can't you shut her up?" Faith uttered as she stumbled through the doorway, startling Cordelia who in turn startled Ashleigh. "It's like I've got a hundred hammers bashing on my brain! I heard her right down the hall!"
"I'm sorry." Cordelia whispered, sticking the teat of the bottle in Ashleigh's mouth. "And yeah, feeling the hammers!"
"I guess we drank more than we thought last night." Faith muttered and sank to the floor so she was sat cross legged.
"Comfy?" Cordelia asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Not as comfy as I was in my bed." She grumbled and let herself flop backwards until she was laid flat on the floor with her legs crossed.
"Can I get you a pillow or a duvet?" She asked sarcastically.
"I'm good, but thanks." Faith replied, ignoring the sarcasm.
Ash finished sucking on the bottle.
"Wow that kid could burp for America." Faith commented, her eyes closed.
"Hey!" Cordelia protested and prodded her with her toe.
Faith swatted her foot away. "You know what?"
"What?" She began rocked Ashleigh back and forth to try and get her to sleep again.
"I feel sick!" She sprang up and darted into Cordelia and Angel's bathroom to be sick.
Cordelia followed, rocking Ashleigh. "Feel better now?"
She raised her head from the toilet. "Slightly."
Cordelia smirked and went to put Ashleigh down.
When she came back Faith was passed out in the bath.
She sighed and went to get the comforter from the bottom of the bed to cover her up with.
"Night Faith."
Cordelia woke hearing an angry male shout and a female giggle. She glanced at Angel's side of the bed. "Oh no."
She jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom where Angel was desperately trying to cover his manhood while Faith laughed at his situation.
Cordelia leaned against the doorframe. "What's going on in here?"
"I'm enjoying the peep show!" Faith told her, bending her head backwards to see her.
"I'm not!" Angel replied pointedly.
"Okay." Cordelia took matters into her own hands.
She lifted Faith by her arms so she was out of the bath and shoved her out of the room, shutting the door firmly behind her. "I always knew the saying big feet, big shoes always applied to you Angel!" She called through the door.
Cordelia bit back her smirk as she saw Angel was not amused. "Baby, you know that was a compliment, right?"
She went to wrap her arms around his waist and kissed his chin. "She was giving you a compliment."
"I didn't expect walking into my bathroom naked to find a slayer in my bath tub!"
She couldn't help it and burst into peals of laughter.
When she and Angel finally went downstairs Faith had gone out to get coffee and Fred was giving them both small smirks whenever they looked at her.
"Fred honey, spit it out." Cordelia eventually said, dropping her pencil onto the desk.
"Oh, it's nothing." She smiled.
"Did you talk to Faith this morning?"
"No." She said quickly.
Cordelia saw straight through her. "What did she say?"
"Oh, something about a bathtub and a very surprised Angel." She grinned.
Cordelia rolled her eyes. "I bet she did."
"We got a phone call this morning." She told her, changing the subject.
"Who from?"
"A client." She replied and pulled a sheet of paper off her pad. "There's a demon living in their basement. They want someone to clean it out."
She read the notes Fred had made. "It sounds like a Mobo demon. We dealt with one a couple of years ago."
"It is." Fred confirmed. "I did some research before you came down."
"Thanks Fred, when Faith gets back we'll go see to it." She promised. "Is Angel still training?"
She nodded. "Yeah, he took Gunn down with a couple of axes."
"Should we be worried?" Cordelia joked.
She was saved from answering as Faith breezed back into the hotel. "Coffee everyone!"
Her announcement brought Wes out of his office. He grabbed a cup and kissed her cheek before going straight back in.
"Nice to see you too." She told his retreating back.
"Drink on the move Faith, we got a case." Cordelia told her, standing up and grabbing a cup.
"We get to kill anything?" She asked hopefully.
Cordelia pulled a face. "I swear there's something wrong with you."
"So, do we?" She asked again.
"Yes." She told her wearily. "Grab a weapon."
She went to the weapons cabinet and pulled out a long sword. "You want?"
Cordelia pulled back her jacket to show the dagger she had attached to her belt. "No, I'm good. Fred, tell Angel I'll be back soon?"
She nodded. "Sure thing."
They set off for the door, Faith teasing Cordelia about what had happened this morning.