Title: Visions Cause Trouble
Author: BunnyKat
Rating: PG-13, to chicken to go any higher
Feedback: Yeah! Kat doesn't exactly like flames, but I embrace them! Please give us anything!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
Chapter Title: To Sunnydale We Go
A/N: Background to let you know what's happening.
In Angelverse:
Cordelia and Angel's relationship was growing steadily after Waiting in the Wings and Grooslaug never showed up in the end (YAY!). Angel Investigations never threw Wesley out and he never had the chance to sleep with Lilah (DOUBLE YAY!). Gunn and Fred are just fine in a relationship (SWEET!). At the end of Benediction, Holtz just wanted to die by having his neck sliced, not make it look like Angel did it. Connor caught Justine in the act and gave her a good beating (YES!). After giving the #$%^+ what she deserved, Connor went to Angel and the two have been in a happy father- son relationship ever since (WOO-HOO!). Also Connor developed a slight sense of humor and is less high-strung.
In Buffyverse:
Overall this takes place about two weeks after Wrecked. Xander and Anya's engagement are still going strong (YIPPE!). Willow has stopped using magic and only uses it accidentally and Tara is still broken up with her. Buffy and Spike have slept together, but only that one time. Buffy is also enjoying life a lot more. As for Dawn, she's just Dawn at the moment and everything's the same for her.
Sorry to slow you down. On to the story!
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Angel Investigations got to the Hyperion early in the morning. The "quick sweep" from the night before turned into an all-nighter. Cordelia kept having visions everytime someone was saved. She muttered something about lying down and crawled upstairs. At about five that evening, Wesley poked Angel. "Go ask her."
He turned around. "I don't have it yet."
"Um, yes you do," commented Fred nervously. She went to the desk and rummaged in the drawer. "I picked it up this afternoon." Fred pulled out a small velvet box and handed it to Angel. He placed it on a tray with a mug and walked upstairs.
"We'll be waiting for you," said Gunn. Connor stood by smirking or grinning, something his father could never tell. He got that from his mother. Angel knocked on the door and went in. She was lying on the bed with a pillow over her head.
"If it's more demon fighting, count me out," came her muffled remark. The vampire chuckled, put the tray down and got on one knee.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Cordy sat up sighing. "Yeah. Even though I'm half-demon, doesn't mean I can't get worn out. How many was that?"
He shrugged. "I lost count after twelve."
Both smirked and then Cordy took the mug and drank. She spotted the black box and picked it up. When she opened it, Cordy nearly dropped it from what was inside.
A diamond ring.
"I would have done a big romantic quiet dinner, with candles, but after all the big jobs that have happened recently this is the quietest it has been. And it would honor me, if you would face everything with me. As my wife."
By this time Cordelia was crying. She threw herself on him as a hug. "Of course!" She kissed him before getting back on the bed. They heard cheering from outside the door. "Come in you guys." Everyone piled in smiling and bombarding with questions of the wedding and congratulations. Cordy was answering them happily. She didn't even notice that she didn't have her ring on until Angel took her hand and placed it on her. That's when it happened
*Everything breezed through a white colored mist revealing an old man with a knife and a young girl with scrapes all over her body. They were in a cemetery. The girl was worn out, but from the way she held herself, Cordy could tell that she was a fighter. They bantered for awhile, though she couldn't hear what they were saying. The two began trading blows equally until the old man buried the knife into her stomach . The old man walked off calmly and Cordy looked at the face of the girl, her eyes glazed with dead. The Slayer.*
"Cordy! Can you hear me?" Angel was yelling. When she nodded and sat up. "What happened?"
"Pack a bag," she said terrified. "Connor. Pack a bag too. Now." Before he could ask questions she said, "You don't ask anything I'll let you drive." Connor nodded. No one let him drive, so he wasn't going to ask.
Angel, Connor, and her climbed into the car shortly after, with Cordy at the wheel, and sped off to the north. "When do I get to drive?" asked Connor.
"After I'm done explaining." Cordelia took a deep breath and rattled everything off. By the time she finished Angel was even more speechless than usual and Connor asked who Buffy was.
Angel and Cordy looked at each other. "She's my ex-girlfriend," he said.
"Why didn't we just call?"
"Okay," explained the seer. "First off, Buffy never ever listens to anyone but herself. Secondly, I don't exactly know when the vision was. So we need to get there and stop her from patrolling for as long as we can."
After a long while of silence he said, "I don't think we should tell them about the engagement or the fact you're my son." Both nodded. Cordy began to pull over and motioned for Connor to drive.
After switching seats Connor asked, "Where am I headed?" Angel said one word. "Sunnydale."
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TBC. . . .
We're ba-a-ack! Told you it wouldn't be . . .to long. Anyhoo, we're gonna update this just like any other fic, once a week or twice if we're gone.
We've also tweaked a few things, it'll be more noticeable in the next chappie.
Always, REVIEW!
Author: BunnyKat
Rating: PG-13, to chicken to go any higher
Feedback: Yeah! Kat doesn't exactly like flames, but I embrace them! Please give us anything!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
Chapter Title: To Sunnydale We Go
A/N: Background to let you know what's happening.
In Angelverse:
Cordelia and Angel's relationship was growing steadily after Waiting in the Wings and Grooslaug never showed up in the end (YAY!). Angel Investigations never threw Wesley out and he never had the chance to sleep with Lilah (DOUBLE YAY!). Gunn and Fred are just fine in a relationship (SWEET!). At the end of Benediction, Holtz just wanted to die by having his neck sliced, not make it look like Angel did it. Connor caught Justine in the act and gave her a good beating (YES!). After giving the #$%^+ what she deserved, Connor went to Angel and the two have been in a happy father- son relationship ever since (WOO-HOO!). Also Connor developed a slight sense of humor and is less high-strung.
In Buffyverse:
Overall this takes place about two weeks after Wrecked. Xander and Anya's engagement are still going strong (YIPPE!). Willow has stopped using magic and only uses it accidentally and Tara is still broken up with her. Buffy and Spike have slept together, but only that one time. Buffy is also enjoying life a lot more. As for Dawn, she's just Dawn at the moment and everything's the same for her.
Sorry to slow you down. On to the story!
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Angel Investigations got to the Hyperion early in the morning. The "quick sweep" from the night before turned into an all-nighter. Cordelia kept having visions everytime someone was saved. She muttered something about lying down and crawled upstairs. At about five that evening, Wesley poked Angel. "Go ask her."
He turned around. "I don't have it yet."
"Um, yes you do," commented Fred nervously. She went to the desk and rummaged in the drawer. "I picked it up this afternoon." Fred pulled out a small velvet box and handed it to Angel. He placed it on a tray with a mug and walked upstairs.
"We'll be waiting for you," said Gunn. Connor stood by smirking or grinning, something his father could never tell. He got that from his mother. Angel knocked on the door and went in. She was lying on the bed with a pillow over her head.
"If it's more demon fighting, count me out," came her muffled remark. The vampire chuckled, put the tray down and got on one knee.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Cordy sat up sighing. "Yeah. Even though I'm half-demon, doesn't mean I can't get worn out. How many was that?"
He shrugged. "I lost count after twelve."
Both smirked and then Cordy took the mug and drank. She spotted the black box and picked it up. When she opened it, Cordy nearly dropped it from what was inside.
A diamond ring.
"I would have done a big romantic quiet dinner, with candles, but after all the big jobs that have happened recently this is the quietest it has been. And it would honor me, if you would face everything with me. As my wife."
By this time Cordelia was crying. She threw herself on him as a hug. "Of course!" She kissed him before getting back on the bed. They heard cheering from outside the door. "Come in you guys." Everyone piled in smiling and bombarding with questions of the wedding and congratulations. Cordy was answering them happily. She didn't even notice that she didn't have her ring on until Angel took her hand and placed it on her. That's when it happened
*Everything breezed through a white colored mist revealing an old man with a knife and a young girl with scrapes all over her body. They were in a cemetery. The girl was worn out, but from the way she held herself, Cordy could tell that she was a fighter. They bantered for awhile, though she couldn't hear what they were saying. The two began trading blows equally until the old man buried the knife into her stomach . The old man walked off calmly and Cordy looked at the face of the girl, her eyes glazed with dead. The Slayer.*
"Cordy! Can you hear me?" Angel was yelling. When she nodded and sat up. "What happened?"
"Pack a bag," she said terrified. "Connor. Pack a bag too. Now." Before he could ask questions she said, "You don't ask anything I'll let you drive." Connor nodded. No one let him drive, so he wasn't going to ask.
Angel, Connor, and her climbed into the car shortly after, with Cordy at the wheel, and sped off to the north. "When do I get to drive?" asked Connor.
"After I'm done explaining." Cordelia took a deep breath and rattled everything off. By the time she finished Angel was even more speechless than usual and Connor asked who Buffy was.
Angel and Cordy looked at each other. "She's my ex-girlfriend," he said.
"Why didn't we just call?"
"Okay," explained the seer. "First off, Buffy never ever listens to anyone but herself. Secondly, I don't exactly know when the vision was. So we need to get there and stop her from patrolling for as long as we can."
After a long while of silence he said, "I don't think we should tell them about the engagement or the fact you're my son." Both nodded. Cordy began to pull over and motioned for Connor to drive.
After switching seats Connor asked, "Where am I headed?" Angel said one word. "Sunnydale."
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TBC. . . .
We're ba-a-ack! Told you it wouldn't be . . .to long. Anyhoo, we're gonna update this just like any other fic, once a week or twice if we're gone.
We've also tweaked a few things, it'll be more noticeable in the next chappie.
Always, REVIEW!