Disclaimer: I do not own buffy.
It had been two weeks since Buffy had talked to Angel. After thier fight he had gone back to L.A. Ever since she found out he wasn't coming back to her house that night she had wanted to call him to make sure he was ok. But she couldn't let herself. 'He told me he loved me. If he loved me as much as he said he did he never would have slept with Darla.' she kept telling herself, but as the days passed, the excuse became rediculas sounding even to herself.
She decided that she had to see him so she went and packed her bags. She was in L.A. in a matter of a half an hour. Of course she had probaly broken many rules so that she could get there in record time. She decicded that she should probaly check into a hotel, seeing as there was no way to tell if she would be here long.
After driving for around 20 minutes she found a hotel that didn't look like it was about to collapse. She got a room and threw her bags inside and decided to make herself even more pretty. 'There's no harm in looking good when I go to see him.' she thought. She then jumped into the shower and got ready.
"Cordelia. You've been avoiding me for two weeks now. We need to talk." Angel said looking at her. She turned around and sat on the settee and sighed.
"You want to know if I really called Buffy and left those messages huh." She said looking at him with a guilty look on her face. "Listen boss, I was just trying to prevent this from happening to you agian." she said pointing at him.
"What do you mean this?" Angel asked.
"Ever since you got back from Sunnyhell you've been broody."
"I thought I was always broody." Angel said with a confused look on his face.
"Okay, ...Well, you've been more broody if thats even possible."
Angel got up and hugged Cordy. "I apriceate your concern but I"m fine." Angel said. Suddenly Cordy pulled his lips down to meet hers for a kiss. Angel didn't pull away. Neither of them noticed the blonde woman who stopped in her tracks at seeing them kissing.