"Carmel." Angel said flatly, looking up from the papers and up to Cordelia. She gave him a bright smile, nodding. Moving her hair behind her shoulders she pushed Angel's books aside, sitting on the side of the desk. "You bought us a weekend stay in Carmel, California. If you want to go to the beach, why don't you just go here?" Angel asked, staring at her as if she made no sense.
"Okay, first of all. Los Angeles. Vampires, Demons, Wacko law firms. Carmel. Only a few deaths in the past years… mostly teenagers, drunk driving or what not. No mysterious crimes, and one cemetery. Besides, a vacation will do us good." Cordelia explained confidently. "We need to get out, just a small rest to get over you-know-who."
"Doyle." Angel filled in as Cordelia's face sobered and she nodded solemnly. Angel took a deep breath, letting out a sigh. "What will a vacation do me? It's not like I can spend the day at the beach." Angel said, hoping to find a way out of it. Any way out of it.
"We need you out of this city. Out of any vampire infested place. No thoughts about demons, slayers, anything." Cordelia said flatly, making the decision for him.
"Where are you going?" Wesley asked, stepping into the office as he walked in, placing a newspaper on Angel's desk as Angel picked it up, looking at it.
"Cordelia wants to go on vacation." Angel said automatically, opening up the newspaper as he started to read an article. "I am alright with you taking my place Wesley. I am sure I will get over it." Angel remarked, hoping to get out of it.
"No. See, I booked two hotel rooms, a single and a double. This means you two get to both come, and stay in the same room of course. Like I would share a room with any of you." Cordelia said as Angel and Wesley looked at each other for a moment, finding this all awkward.
"He's better than Cordelia I guess." Angel said, looking back down to his newspaper. He remembered the time when she stayed with him in his apartment downstairs. She tore up his floor, and got peanut butter on his sheets. And left a mess just about everywhere. Anything was better than that.
"Hey!" Cordelia said offensively as she looked to Wesley, pouting. "Be ready by tonight, we are driving out there when the sun sets. No stakes, no weapons, no nothing violent. This is time to be normal and relax." Cordelia said as she stood up, fixing her skirt.
"So says the woman wielding visions to the vampire with a soul." Wesley remarked. "Will this be a paid vacation?" Wesley questioned, following after Cordelia as Angel looked up from the newspaper, giving a scowl.
"No."
Cordelia rolled her eyes to his answer. "Just be packed Mr. Brood. You are going to relax, or… or I will make you relax." Cordelia replied, pointing at him as Angel chuckled.
"Threats always help me relax. Thank you Cordelia. Since we obviously have to go, I should go pack then. For vacation… at a beach… despite not being able to do anything. Oh wait, I know what I can do. Tan." Angel mocked, shooting a desperate look to Cordelia… as a last hope. Cordelia glared back at him, making the decision final as he let out a sigh, getting into the elevator to go downstairs into his apartment.
I know it's short... but the next chapter they arrive in Carmel, and run into two mediators.
