A/N: srry for the long wait but finals are finally over! YAY! And so is skewl!!! YAY AGAIN!
Disclaimer- Joss is one lucky guy…
Recap: They all stayed like that for hours, huddled together, worried, scared, nervous, upset and everything else that could be expected in a moment like this one. A door was heard opening and closing. All four heads looked up at the same time to see a doctor walking towards them. Angel recognized him from earlier, the doctor he had given Cordelia over to. They all rose and walked over to where the man dressed in white was standing…
Chapter 6- Recovery?
The doctor approached the group with a grim look on his face. Angel stepped forward. "How is she?"
The man in the white uniform looked at him with a small smile, "She'll be fine. We have moved her to recovery. She does have many injuries though including a few broken ribs, a small concussion, and a broken collar bone. There was also internal bleeding which we managed to stop."
"Can we see her yet?"
"Well normally I wouldn't allow it just yet, but since you brought her to me instead of listening to the nurse at the front desk, which probably saved her life, you may go see her. She's still unconscious at the moment. You can find Ms. Chase in room 302."
"Thank you so much." Angel shook the man's hand. The four people headed down the hall to room 302.
Angel softly opened the door and looked around. Cordelia peacefully lay on the hospital bed dressed in one of those outfits she hates so much. She had her own room. They all took chairs by her bedside. Angel held Cordy's hand as he observed her. She had some braces on, as well as a few machines hooked up to her including an I.V. and a heart monitor. The constant beeping rang throughout his ears. Various bandages covered her body. She looked so fragile, so weak. It just wasn't right. He sighed audibly, exchanging sad looks with his friends.
After an hour, Angel finally spoke up. "Why don't you guys go home and get some rest? I'll stay with her tonight."
"Are you sure," Fred asked, "cause we could all stay."
"No, it's fine. I'm sorta nocturnal anyways. And plus, I need some one to be able to run Angel Investigations tomorrow."
"Okay, but call us if you need anything," Gunn answered. The three rose and left after giving Cordy one last look.
Angel turned his attention back to the sleeping beauty. He closed his eyes for a second, surprised that when he reopened them, they were moist with tears. One slipped out. He held onto her hand tighter. In a cracked voice, he spoke. "Why couldn't you have just come back to the hotel with me? Why did you have to go face them? You knew they went after seers, didn't you? God, you pis me off so bad when you do stuff like this. Just please, focus on getting better right now. I need you Cordelia. I need you."
Cordelia opened her eyes slightly and registered his image. She gave a small smile. "Hey Angel," she whispered in a hoarse tone.
He looked at her face as another tear escaped. "Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Like I got rammed with a forklift. You?"
"I'm sitting here aren't I?"
Cordy gave a light chuckle which caused a bout of coughing while she held her ribs gently. Angel watched concerned. "I'm fine. Coughing is nothing. You get too worried."
"Like tonight? When you went out by yourself and lied to me?"
She turned away from him. She knew he would bring it up eventually but she hoped not so soon. "Angel please, not now. Later, when I'm more…with it."
He nodded which got a silent 'thanks' from the girl. They just sat like that for awhile, staring at each other, holding hands. "You should go back to sleep."
"And you should actually go to sleep."
"I'm not the one who needs it."
"I'm not the one who never gets it."
He gave an exasperated sigh. He knew he wasn't going to win this one, whether she ill or not. "Alright, let's make a deal. I'll go to sleep after I make sure you're sleeping. Deal?" Cordelia nodded as she closed her eyes. "Good-night Cordy."
He listened to heartbeat and breathing as they reached a rhythm. He noticed her breathing a little shallow, most likely due to her broken ribs. He glanced at the monitors every so often to make sure everything was running smoothly. A nurse came by to check on her a few times and administer medicine. She unfortunately had to wake Cordelia up for that part, which displeased Angel as he was one who had to get her to fall back to sleep and it seemed to get harder every time.
The next morning he ordered food from a little menu they gave him to fill out for her. He choose some of her favorite foods that were okayed by the doctor. Cordelia had just woken up when they delivered waffles and eggs. "Morning," he whispered.
She looked around confused. She spotted him and then squinted for a second. "You, I know you…" she trailed off. It hurt him to have her not remember who he is but he had to keep in mind that it was only the concussion.
"Cordelia, it's me, Angel."
"Angel! I remember…" she trailed of again.
"Cordy, please eat something." She nodded. He watched her while she ate, sometimes making funny faces at the hospital food's taste. Angel spotted a doctor and stepped outside for a moment after reassuring her that he would return.
Angel asked softly, "She is getting better right?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"Well, she seemed fine when she woke up last night, but this morning she barely remembered me."
"It's just the concussion setting in. She doesn't have too bad of one so it should only last a week or so. She got lucky."
"Thanks." The doctor nodded in reply and left to go check on his other patients.
Angel slipped back in the door. "Are you feeling any better?"
"A little, my head is kinda spinning a little but otherwise okay," she answered as she lay back down into the pillows after finishing eating. He took the tray away and held her hand. She looked at it for a minute, and then back up at him. "I'm sorry," she whispered so softly that he could only hear it with his vampire hearing.
"For what?"
"For not remembering you earlier, I feel bad about it."
"Don't, It's your concussion, it can't be helped."
"That's the problem," a tear slid down her cheek, "I can't control it, I have no control over it." She bit her bottom lip to keep from letting any more tears out. She let out a sarcastic chuckle, "I go from being Queen C to crying in a hospital bed. How lame is that?"
"It's not lame. It's-"
"HEY! Yo! Barbie is up guys!" She could hear Gunn before he even came in the room. She smiled as he, Fred, and Wesley walked in the room carrying balloons, flowers, and stuffed animals.
Angel laughed at them trying to fit through the door. "Geeze, did you guys buy the whole store?!"
"Almost entirely," Wesley breathed as he squeezed by. Cordy tried to stifle a laugh. "Go ahead and laugh. Actually, I find this quite funny too," he smiled at her.
"Sorry, I just never thought I'd see you carrying a huge teddy bear," she giggled again.
"Well I'm glad your feeling better at his expense," Gunn smirked.
"Hey! What about you and your purple roses," Wesley countered.
"Purple roses?" Cordy raised an eyebrow at the tough guy.
"What?! They're pretty…" Gunn tried to defend himself.
That was it. Cordy lost her control and broke out into laughter. She started coughing again from laughing too hard. They all looked at her with concern evident on their faces. "Wow, you guys are just as bad as Angel," she said as she pointed over her shoulder to the figure clad in black.
Fred came over and handed her some balloons with the words "get well" and her name plastered on them. "Here, we had these done for you."
Cordelia smiled, "Thanks Fred, all of you." She eyed Wesley, "So does that mean that YOU chose the giant teddy bear?!" She smirked as she saw him blush slightly. "Thanks guys, this really helpe-" she was cut short as her mind erupted in a vision. She groaned in pain. Angel looked on cussing and mumbling under his breath about her not being ready to have another vision so soon. She snapped out of it, wheezing heavily. He helped her sit up. "um, a girl. She was running from a big, slimy, blob demon. That taste does wonders for my sore throat," she added sarcastically. "It was on the corner of North Main and James Burrow. Please be careful."
He nodded and kissed her forehead as he headed off with Gunn. "Keep an eye on her," he whispered to Wes.
Wesley nodded in response. "Of course." He rang in a doctor for some headache medicine for Cordelia. She took it silently and stared out the window, lost in thought.
A/N: wow, this one actually took me over a week to write due to writer's block. I had everything planned out up to here…lol. O well, here comes the unexpected. :D
Disclaimer- Joss is one lucky guy…
Recap: They all stayed like that for hours, huddled together, worried, scared, nervous, upset and everything else that could be expected in a moment like this one. A door was heard opening and closing. All four heads looked up at the same time to see a doctor walking towards them. Angel recognized him from earlier, the doctor he had given Cordelia over to. They all rose and walked over to where the man dressed in white was standing…
Chapter 6- Recovery?
The doctor approached the group with a grim look on his face. Angel stepped forward. "How is she?"
The man in the white uniform looked at him with a small smile, "She'll be fine. We have moved her to recovery. She does have many injuries though including a few broken ribs, a small concussion, and a broken collar bone. There was also internal bleeding which we managed to stop."
"Can we see her yet?"
"Well normally I wouldn't allow it just yet, but since you brought her to me instead of listening to the nurse at the front desk, which probably saved her life, you may go see her. She's still unconscious at the moment. You can find Ms. Chase in room 302."
"Thank you so much." Angel shook the man's hand. The four people headed down the hall to room 302.
Angel softly opened the door and looked around. Cordelia peacefully lay on the hospital bed dressed in one of those outfits she hates so much. She had her own room. They all took chairs by her bedside. Angel held Cordy's hand as he observed her. She had some braces on, as well as a few machines hooked up to her including an I.V. and a heart monitor. The constant beeping rang throughout his ears. Various bandages covered her body. She looked so fragile, so weak. It just wasn't right. He sighed audibly, exchanging sad looks with his friends.
After an hour, Angel finally spoke up. "Why don't you guys go home and get some rest? I'll stay with her tonight."
"Are you sure," Fred asked, "cause we could all stay."
"No, it's fine. I'm sorta nocturnal anyways. And plus, I need some one to be able to run Angel Investigations tomorrow."
"Okay, but call us if you need anything," Gunn answered. The three rose and left after giving Cordy one last look.
Angel turned his attention back to the sleeping beauty. He closed his eyes for a second, surprised that when he reopened them, they were moist with tears. One slipped out. He held onto her hand tighter. In a cracked voice, he spoke. "Why couldn't you have just come back to the hotel with me? Why did you have to go face them? You knew they went after seers, didn't you? God, you pis me off so bad when you do stuff like this. Just please, focus on getting better right now. I need you Cordelia. I need you."
Cordelia opened her eyes slightly and registered his image. She gave a small smile. "Hey Angel," she whispered in a hoarse tone.
He looked at her face as another tear escaped. "Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Like I got rammed with a forklift. You?"
"I'm sitting here aren't I?"
Cordy gave a light chuckle which caused a bout of coughing while she held her ribs gently. Angel watched concerned. "I'm fine. Coughing is nothing. You get too worried."
"Like tonight? When you went out by yourself and lied to me?"
She turned away from him. She knew he would bring it up eventually but she hoped not so soon. "Angel please, not now. Later, when I'm more…with it."
He nodded which got a silent 'thanks' from the girl. They just sat like that for awhile, staring at each other, holding hands. "You should go back to sleep."
"And you should actually go to sleep."
"I'm not the one who needs it."
"I'm not the one who never gets it."
He gave an exasperated sigh. He knew he wasn't going to win this one, whether she ill or not. "Alright, let's make a deal. I'll go to sleep after I make sure you're sleeping. Deal?" Cordelia nodded as she closed her eyes. "Good-night Cordy."
He listened to heartbeat and breathing as they reached a rhythm. He noticed her breathing a little shallow, most likely due to her broken ribs. He glanced at the monitors every so often to make sure everything was running smoothly. A nurse came by to check on her a few times and administer medicine. She unfortunately had to wake Cordelia up for that part, which displeased Angel as he was one who had to get her to fall back to sleep and it seemed to get harder every time.
The next morning he ordered food from a little menu they gave him to fill out for her. He choose some of her favorite foods that were okayed by the doctor. Cordelia had just woken up when they delivered waffles and eggs. "Morning," he whispered.
She looked around confused. She spotted him and then squinted for a second. "You, I know you…" she trailed off. It hurt him to have her not remember who he is but he had to keep in mind that it was only the concussion.
"Cordelia, it's me, Angel."
"Angel! I remember…" she trailed of again.
"Cordy, please eat something." She nodded. He watched her while she ate, sometimes making funny faces at the hospital food's taste. Angel spotted a doctor and stepped outside for a moment after reassuring her that he would return.
Angel asked softly, "She is getting better right?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"Well, she seemed fine when she woke up last night, but this morning she barely remembered me."
"It's just the concussion setting in. She doesn't have too bad of one so it should only last a week or so. She got lucky."
"Thanks." The doctor nodded in reply and left to go check on his other patients.
Angel slipped back in the door. "Are you feeling any better?"
"A little, my head is kinda spinning a little but otherwise okay," she answered as she lay back down into the pillows after finishing eating. He took the tray away and held her hand. She looked at it for a minute, and then back up at him. "I'm sorry," she whispered so softly that he could only hear it with his vampire hearing.
"For what?"
"For not remembering you earlier, I feel bad about it."
"Don't, It's your concussion, it can't be helped."
"That's the problem," a tear slid down her cheek, "I can't control it, I have no control over it." She bit her bottom lip to keep from letting any more tears out. She let out a sarcastic chuckle, "I go from being Queen C to crying in a hospital bed. How lame is that?"
"It's not lame. It's-"
"HEY! Yo! Barbie is up guys!" She could hear Gunn before he even came in the room. She smiled as he, Fred, and Wesley walked in the room carrying balloons, flowers, and stuffed animals.
Angel laughed at them trying to fit through the door. "Geeze, did you guys buy the whole store?!"
"Almost entirely," Wesley breathed as he squeezed by. Cordy tried to stifle a laugh. "Go ahead and laugh. Actually, I find this quite funny too," he smiled at her.
"Sorry, I just never thought I'd see you carrying a huge teddy bear," she giggled again.
"Well I'm glad your feeling better at his expense," Gunn smirked.
"Hey! What about you and your purple roses," Wesley countered.
"Purple roses?" Cordy raised an eyebrow at the tough guy.
"What?! They're pretty…" Gunn tried to defend himself.
That was it. Cordy lost her control and broke out into laughter. She started coughing again from laughing too hard. They all looked at her with concern evident on their faces. "Wow, you guys are just as bad as Angel," she said as she pointed over her shoulder to the figure clad in black.
Fred came over and handed her some balloons with the words "get well" and her name plastered on them. "Here, we had these done for you."
Cordelia smiled, "Thanks Fred, all of you." She eyed Wesley, "So does that mean that YOU chose the giant teddy bear?!" She smirked as she saw him blush slightly. "Thanks guys, this really helpe-" she was cut short as her mind erupted in a vision. She groaned in pain. Angel looked on cussing and mumbling under his breath about her not being ready to have another vision so soon. She snapped out of it, wheezing heavily. He helped her sit up. "um, a girl. She was running from a big, slimy, blob demon. That taste does wonders for my sore throat," she added sarcastically. "It was on the corner of North Main and James Burrow. Please be careful."
He nodded and kissed her forehead as he headed off with Gunn. "Keep an eye on her," he whispered to Wes.
Wesley nodded in response. "Of course." He rang in a doctor for some headache medicine for Cordelia. She took it silently and stared out the window, lost in thought.
A/N: wow, this one actually took me over a week to write due to writer's block. I had everything planned out up to here…lol. O well, here comes the unexpected. :D