The Consequence of Perplexity-ch3
Back at Angel's apartment Cordelia sat at the kitchen table ironing her wrinkled drawing of the gray statue. Xander sat in amazement watching as Angel cooked.
"Not, that he didn't have it coming. He was a horrible evil monster." Said Cordelia.
"Hmm…he did kill a lot of people." Angel said stirring the eggs he was cooking. Wesley was packing his bag off to the side.
"Viciously mutilated their corpses." He added.
"Plus he started the bidding on you for a paltry 2000 dollars." Said Xander.
"How did you find out about the auction Mr…err, Miss Harris?" Wesley asks.
"Strange things are heard in the Sunnydale Underground. I needed a change…and thought I could help…please call me Xander." Cordelia and Angel looked at each other.
"Underground?" asks Cordelia.
"Willie." Said Angel.
Xander grinned," They don't call him the 'Snitch' for nothing," as her mouth begins to water at the scent of the cooking eggs. Cordelia turns to Xander.
"So why are…"she trailed off at the look on Xander's face. It was a strange mixture of sadness and anger.
"Why are you here?" Said Angel as he added salt to the eggs.
"Wanted to see LA." Xander said Angel, knew there had to be more to it than that. He sighed, he had forgotten that trying to get answers out of Xander was like getting teeth pulled…
"Well I'm framing this picture for saving my life, and as a reminder of something of Doyle's in our office…Xander, "Cordelia said in a tone Xander remembered from when they dated. It said 'truth now, mister!' Xander cursed softly.
"If you ever get the chance to date a ex-vengeance demon, don't…and let's leave it at that."
Wesley clears his throat. They look at him.
"Well," he said holding his bag," I'll be off then." Angel shakes Wesley's hand then reaches into the fridge.
"Wesley, by the way the leather," says Xander " sooo, much better than the tweed!"
Wesley blushed at the complement, which Dander thought was neat.
"Do you even know where you're headed?" asked Cordelia. Wesley shook his head.
"We, rogue demon hunters rarely do. Where evil lurks, wherever the forces of darkness threatens humanity. That's where I'll be…"
Angel set the table and poured orange juice for Cordelia and Xander.
"Well, ok, keep in touch." Cordelia said.
"Yes, yes, I will." He said as he picked up his bag and was walking toward the door.
"But now evil lurking where ever bids me onwards." He looks back at Cordelia who's drinking her juice, Angel is cooking. He slowly disappears around the corner to go up the stairs. But a moment later the strolls back into the room.
"No rest for the wicked fighters, through storms and rain, heat and famine…" he sees Angel putting some scrambled eggs on a plate, his stomach growls.
"Deep, painful hunger…gnawing hunger-I go!"
Xander shakes her head at Wesley's speech in amusement and shares a look with Angel.
"Breakfast?" asks Angel pointing to the eggs in the pan with the spatula. Wesley quickly puts down his bag.
"Oh, I suppose so." He says as he takes off his jacket.
Cordelia smiles at him.
"One of the perks of the job,"Cordelia says to the other two, "after a night of fighting the lurking evil…we get eggs."
"Eggs…uh?" Xander said taking a plate from Angel with a grateful smile. It seemed like forever since she ate.
"Eggs."Cordelia, as Angel passes a plate to Wesley.
"Toast?" Angel sets the plate with the toast on the table.
"I'm famished," said Cordelia taking a bite of the eggs in her plate, "he's a good cook for someone on the liquid diet."
"Astonishing really." said Wesley absently as he begins to eat.
"Did you say something about toast?" Xander asks Angel, as all three of them reach for some.
"God, Deadboy, forget that redemption crap, become a chief."Xander told him moaning in pleasure at the taste of the food. Angel just laughed, it was a nice sound, one Xander wished had happened more in Sunnydale.