Ch. 10
"She's really gone." Angel said. He was sitting on his bed, Buffy sat behind him, his back faced her.
They had just returned from yet another dead end lead on where Cordy might be.
"You don't know that." Buffy tried, she put her hand on his shoulder.
"I do. I feel it. She's just...gone."
Buffy took a deep breath and moved closer to him, "We'll keep looking."
Angel hung his head, "It's no use."
"Of course it is Angel. It's only been a few months. She could still show up."
"She won't."
"You're one hell of a pessimist, have I ever told you that?"
"Ha." Angel didn't really laugh at Buffy's attempts to lighten his mood, but he appreciated her efforts.
This is part of the reason he loved her. She knew about his feeling for Cordelia and yet, she still wanted to help. She was so brave, so selfless. She has just been through the fight of her life, and yet here she is, ready to help some more.
He sighed as she rubbed his back sympathetically. "Thank you."
"I have to do something." She sighed and gave him a hug.
A few hours after Buffy attempted to work through some of Angel's feelings, Willow stirred as someone entered the room.
"mmm" she mumbled.
"I didn't mean to wake you." Angel said softly as he shut the door.
"It's ok." Willow sat up in the chair next to the bed and threw the blanket into a pile on the floor.
"I brought you another book. 17th century, it's one of my favorites." He placed the book in Willow's hands and she smiled at him.
"Thank you. I really liked the poems. I think Tara did too." She put the book on the nightstand and picked another one up and handed it too Angel.
"I'm glad." He leaned against the wall opposite Willow's chair.
"How are you doing?" He asked.
"I'm ok. I'm just...I'm just waiting for her to wake up you know. Like she's just been asleep and when she wakes up we can start our day, like any other day."
"Fred told me that you sent the nurse away." Angel said.
"Yeah. It was really nice Angel, I just...I need to be with her."
"I understand."
Willow reached for Tara's hand and kissed it lightly, she closed her eyes as she did.
Angel watched the act of love and purity with admiration. Willow had always been something different in the Scooby gang, the only one who was supportive in his and Buffy's relationship. He had come to know her as a friend of sorts.
"Why don't you take a break, get some fresh air. Get something to eat. I'll stay with her."
Willow looked at him, "You don't have too."
"I want too."
Willow looked from Tara to Angel and back again and she nodded, "If anything-"
"I'll come and get you."
Willow smiled and gave her lover a kiss on the forehead, "I'll be back soon baby."
She gave Angel and unexpected hug as he was going to sit in the chair, "I'm glad you're ok. Thank you." And she walked out the door.
Angel sat in the chair and watched Tara sleep peacefully on the bed.
Wesley looked up from sharpening his sword when a knock was at the door.
He put the sword down and picked up the handgun next to it. He made his way to the door and looked through the peephole. He sighed and begrudgingly opened the door, "What do you need?"
"What the hell is your problem man?" Gunn asked as he pushed his way through the door.
"Please, come in." He said sarcastically to himself as he shut the door.
"Goin' around town, killing demons and things, for no reason! I got two phone calls tonight from my boys, telling me my former boss is out for blood."
"And..." Wesley said nonchalantly.
"And I want to know what the hell is your problem?"
"I'm sorry, this is from the man that was ready and able to kill any demon and anything that wasn't human, not too long ago."
"Don't give me that Wes. That was different."
"How exactly?" Wesley asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"It just...was. That's not the point. You're killing our only leads to finding Cordy."
"They wouldn't have been much help to you. Trust me."
"Not anymore man. You've lost it. What happened to you?"
"I got my throat slit and was abandoned by the people I trust."
"You kidnapped Connor."
"I did what I had to do."
"We were friends, you should have trusted us-"
"Past tense, we were friends, Charles. Leave." Wesley opened the door.
Gunn huffed and walked out of the door into the hallway.
"This is useless!" Fred puffed and laid her head down on the book in frustration.
"Oh. No. It's not. We're totally making progress." Dawn said, her optimism was crushed when Andrew joined in on the pity party and pointed to the piles on the floor.
"Look at all the books we've already gone through. I'm sure we'll-"
"Those are the books we haven't read!"
"Oh." Dawn plopped into the chair on the opposite side of the desk.
"We don't even know what we're looking for." Fred said.
"Well you just let me know if you need any help with research." Dawn said as she turned around, but was stopped by Andrew handing her a book.
Dawn pouted and took her spot on the floor once more.
TBC I'm so sorry that it's soooo late and seems unfinished. I've kinda had some family/friends trouble and my life is a mess and on top of that...writer's block! I need your guys' help. Who should be the big bad? The popular vote says not Cordy...so I need ideas! Thanks for the reviews.
"She's really gone." Angel said. He was sitting on his bed, Buffy sat behind him, his back faced her.
They had just returned from yet another dead end lead on where Cordy might be.
"You don't know that." Buffy tried, she put her hand on his shoulder.
"I do. I feel it. She's just...gone."
Buffy took a deep breath and moved closer to him, "We'll keep looking."
Angel hung his head, "It's no use."
"Of course it is Angel. It's only been a few months. She could still show up."
"She won't."
"You're one hell of a pessimist, have I ever told you that?"
"Ha." Angel didn't really laugh at Buffy's attempts to lighten his mood, but he appreciated her efforts.
This is part of the reason he loved her. She knew about his feeling for Cordelia and yet, she still wanted to help. She was so brave, so selfless. She has just been through the fight of her life, and yet here she is, ready to help some more.
He sighed as she rubbed his back sympathetically. "Thank you."
"I have to do something." She sighed and gave him a hug.
A few hours after Buffy attempted to work through some of Angel's feelings, Willow stirred as someone entered the room.
"mmm" she mumbled.
"I didn't mean to wake you." Angel said softly as he shut the door.
"It's ok." Willow sat up in the chair next to the bed and threw the blanket into a pile on the floor.
"I brought you another book. 17th century, it's one of my favorites." He placed the book in Willow's hands and she smiled at him.
"Thank you. I really liked the poems. I think Tara did too." She put the book on the nightstand and picked another one up and handed it too Angel.
"I'm glad." He leaned against the wall opposite Willow's chair.
"How are you doing?" He asked.
"I'm ok. I'm just...I'm just waiting for her to wake up you know. Like she's just been asleep and when she wakes up we can start our day, like any other day."
"Fred told me that you sent the nurse away." Angel said.
"Yeah. It was really nice Angel, I just...I need to be with her."
"I understand."
Willow reached for Tara's hand and kissed it lightly, she closed her eyes as she did.
Angel watched the act of love and purity with admiration. Willow had always been something different in the Scooby gang, the only one who was supportive in his and Buffy's relationship. He had come to know her as a friend of sorts.
"Why don't you take a break, get some fresh air. Get something to eat. I'll stay with her."
Willow looked at him, "You don't have too."
"I want too."
Willow looked from Tara to Angel and back again and she nodded, "If anything-"
"I'll come and get you."
Willow smiled and gave her lover a kiss on the forehead, "I'll be back soon baby."
She gave Angel and unexpected hug as he was going to sit in the chair, "I'm glad you're ok. Thank you." And she walked out the door.
Angel sat in the chair and watched Tara sleep peacefully on the bed.
Wesley looked up from sharpening his sword when a knock was at the door.
He put the sword down and picked up the handgun next to it. He made his way to the door and looked through the peephole. He sighed and begrudgingly opened the door, "What do you need?"
"What the hell is your problem man?" Gunn asked as he pushed his way through the door.
"Please, come in." He said sarcastically to himself as he shut the door.
"Goin' around town, killing demons and things, for no reason! I got two phone calls tonight from my boys, telling me my former boss is out for blood."
"And..." Wesley said nonchalantly.
"And I want to know what the hell is your problem?"
"I'm sorry, this is from the man that was ready and able to kill any demon and anything that wasn't human, not too long ago."
"Don't give me that Wes. That was different."
"How exactly?" Wesley asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"It just...was. That's not the point. You're killing our only leads to finding Cordy."
"They wouldn't have been much help to you. Trust me."
"Not anymore man. You've lost it. What happened to you?"
"I got my throat slit and was abandoned by the people I trust."
"You kidnapped Connor."
"I did what I had to do."
"We were friends, you should have trusted us-"
"Past tense, we were friends, Charles. Leave." Wesley opened the door.
Gunn huffed and walked out of the door into the hallway.
"This is useless!" Fred puffed and laid her head down on the book in frustration.
"Oh. No. It's not. We're totally making progress." Dawn said, her optimism was crushed when Andrew joined in on the pity party and pointed to the piles on the floor.
"Look at all the books we've already gone through. I'm sure we'll-"
"Those are the books we haven't read!"
"Oh." Dawn plopped into the chair on the opposite side of the desk.
"We don't even know what we're looking for." Fred said.
"Well you just let me know if you need any help with research." Dawn said as she turned around, but was stopped by Andrew handing her a book.
Dawn pouted and took her spot on the floor once more.
TBC I'm so sorry that it's soooo late and seems unfinished. I've kinda had some family/friends trouble and my life is a mess and on top of that...writer's block! I need your guys' help. Who should be the big bad? The popular vote says not Cordy...so I need ideas! Thanks for the reviews.