Disclaimer: Angel Inc belongs to Whedon, and The Polka Dot Door, belongs to someone else too (but I don't know who).
Authors Note: Thanks ka-mia2286, I am glad that everyone, has liked Stella so far since generally original characters in fanfics are despised. Thanks for the four reviews Imzadi, they were much appreciated. I don't know if Lindsey and Fred will work there way into my story. Cody's rich boyfriend is just another pawn. Don't worry, she will get engaged later. Although Cordy and Wesley will continue to be secondary characters. In less I receive votes and suggestions for a chapter devoted to Wesley and/or Cordy's life/lives.
July, 2014
Angel POV
"Duck" Willow screamed, as I hurled my favorite battle-ax at the Coras beast. I know better then to disobey PMSing women, so I ducked as a therot Demon jumped over my bent back.
I grabbed my spare sword, and the therot landed next to me. I struck him in the back, with the sword, but it didn't seem to affect him at all. He turned towards me and charged. I was just about to run when Willow, blasted him with a flamethrower, needless to say that was the end of that.
Unfortunately the Coras beast was less flammable, so I kicked outwards in a traditional judo side kick that connected solidly with his head. The Coras fell backwards for a second but he quickly regained his balance and swung at me with his barbed tail. I grabbed the tail(avoiding the spikes as best I could), and pulled.
The Coras fell to the ground. I smiled down at him before using the sword to chop him in half.
Then I looked over at Willow, as she moved in for the kiss. We had been doing this for about five months now. It was just a quick kiss after a fight. Although the quick kiss was growing steadily longer. There were no formal negations, that surrounded our relationship, it just evolved at it's own pace.
But we hadn't gone all the way yet, even though the curse was no longer an issue. That had ended when Buffy died, turns out my definition of perfect happiness is one person.
Willo, is my wife in almost every traditional sense of the word, more then Buffy ever was.
When we kiss, it's lovely and comforting, hot chocolate, and a roaring fire, all rolled up into one.
Then the cell phone rings. I hate those things. I swear at it, and then push a button, hopefully the right one.
"Hi" I say into phone
"Angel you have got to come to The Forth Durango right now" It was Wesley's voice on the other end.
"Of course I was planning to stop by your bar after the patrol, and pick up Stella"
"Now"
"Now?" I ask "What is wrong?".
Wesley just hung up.
I grabbed willow's hand and we ran towards the bar. I hoped the problem wasn't spike, he had been threatening are existence for years now. There was nothing we could do to stop him, because of the sheer number of vamps that had rallied around him.
Although Spike was aware that between Willow and I, Angel investigation's had enough power (Magical and otherwise) to defeat most of his men. Perhaps we would even be able to defeat Spike during the battle. Spike wouldn't risk his own life, just to kill his daughter. Family blood is good, but it isn't nearly that sweet.
At least Stella was protected by a confusion spell that prevented Spike from seeing Stella. However the spell was hardly infallible, any human that knew Stella, only had to mention Stella's name to Spike, to break the spell.
We rushed into the bar. Willow was out of breath; obviously I didn't have that probably. The pub was crowded, but Wesley met us at the door and led up up to their apartment.
Stella was in the apartment, sitting on the floral couch (which Elizabeth detests but Wesley insisted on) staring at her reflection in the mirror. Elizabeth set besides Stella trying to comfort her..
I couldn't imagine why she needed comforting(Stella didn't seem to be seriously injured), and then something flickered. At first, I assumed it was just a light flickering, then I stared at the mirror. I could see Elizabeth reflection in the mirror but not Stella's.
I blinked, but still nothing. Then all of a sudden her reflection reappeared momentarily, then vanished. Willow, and I bent down to comfort our daughter.
Some of her vampire heritage was finely beginning to show through. But how could we explain the inexplicable? To strangers, to friends, to clients?
Cordy entered, through the apartment door. She didn't know the news yet, and before I could tell her she started giggling.
Was she drunk?
Then after a few seconds she stopped laughing, and pointed at willow's hand, which had attached to mine, at some earlier point in time.
We quickly disentangled, as Cordy calmed down "It's about time" She commented.
Then we told her the bad news
Willow POV
I tentivily entered the doctors office with, Stella, and a portable mirror. The vanishing act had gone on for almost a month now, Stella had been had been able to convince her friends that it was just a magic trick to, but that would only work for so long. All we needed to do was convince a doctor, that it was a strange medical phenomenon, and pin some Latin sounding name on the non-reflective issue. Then we would be fine. I hoped.
The doctor greeted us with a smile, and I explained the issue to him in details. He didn't believe me in till I pulled out the mirror. Then he called in the colleague: we are doomed, I thought we are truly doomed.
Angel POVI paced, back and forth along the hallway.
"Sit down" Cordy ordered, calmly, "It will be fine."
The door opened before I could yell at Cordy for being so damn calm, Stella, and Willow entered. Smiling, that should be a good sign.
Stella ran up to me, and hugged me. Her hands sticky from too many popsicles. I grabbed her by the waste and lifted her up to eye level "Good news I hope?" I asked.
"Yes" Willow said with a smile. "We though we were in trouble at first. What with the specialist, and the doctors, and the medicine, and the" I kissed her out of happiness (and to calm her babbling).
The kiss was great. Although by the time we had stopped kissing, everyone else was staring at us. We ignored them, and willow continued. "Any way's as it turns out one of the doctors second cousins, had something like this. And they were perfectly fine and it was called Boxtavordian carpe. So they made an official note on her school record, and she's not cured, but it official. Stella has a very rare medical problem called Boxtavordian carpe. So, if some angry punk tries to stake her, Stella can stop them and say hey dude, I am not a vampire I have Boxtavordian carpe"
"Yes Willow, that's a problem Stella encounters every day" Cordy said sarcastically.
I defended willow half-heartedly, "it could happen. Although the dude part was a bit much. But Boxtavordian carpe, why couldn't they think up a more suitable term?"
Cordy stared at me not comprehending. But Willow replied excitedly "I know turn like an ox pluck? It must have been the only non medicinal Latin the doctor knew."
Willow truly was my kindred spirit. I was bending over to kiss her(again!) when, Stella's enthusiastic shriek interrupted us.
"Come, The Polka Dot Door, is on"
"Oh no" was the only reaction that I could manage.
"Aren't you to old too enjoy that?" Cordy asked
"Yes but I am just old enough to mock it with finesse. " Stella said.
We all followed her into the main room of the loft were the TV was. A commercial, about yo-yo's ended, and The Polka Dot Door started with an annoyingly cheerful song "The polka dot door, the polka dot door, come on into the polka dot door."
The song ended when a large green polkaroo entered the scene with his friends: a tall black man, and Cordy?
This was bizarre, and for me a vampire with a soul, who had a reflection less daughter, and a Wiccan ex lesbian lover, calling anything bizzare was quite a complement.
"So that's your new job?" willow said with a sly smile, as Cordy's character on polka dot door put on a giant banana costume, and sang the peel song.
Stella and I couldn't stop enough laughing long enough to mock that particularly episode. But there were many more to come.
Next Chapter: Please read and review, I know that I have covered a lot of ground so far, Cordy finely made it in show biz, Wesley found his Mrs. Whyndom-price, Stella lost her reflection (and a hockey game). However there is still death, misery, private school, and two marriages to come.