Right Kind Of Wrong

Look in part 1 for disclaimers. The wittiness has now left the building.

Faith was in Buffy's room trying to find sleep. Everything that has been said tonight was running through her head. She should have looked at everything before jumping to conclusions. Buffy would never do anything to hurt her intentionally, everything about her was true. It's just that when Angel's around her old insecurities come into play; she knows Buffy loves her, but maybe there is a special part reserved just for the vampire. Sleep wasn't coming anytime soon, so she decided to look around her girlfriend's room, as she had done so many times before. This time around she found Buffy's diary, a part of her wanted to read it, but another part wanted to respect her privacy. With the way she was feeling she could really care less. Opening up the book she flipped to the page until she came across the entry in regards to Angel's return.

Dear Diary,

I can't believe Angel came back after all these months. He said he needed to tell me something, but he didn't tell me what. I was finally happy and moving on with my life, but he had to come back and try to ruin things. I went to go see him as he requested and he still looked the same, but my Faith looks better. We talked he told me about his soul being permanent. It sent me for a loop of the worst kind, I have always thought about that since the time he lost his soul, but I really don't care anymore, I found who I am supposed to be with. I can love her freely without having the pain that comes along with loving Angel. I have someone who truly understands me, it's like we have one heart. Faith got a little jealous, but we had the most mind blowing sex that we ever had. I just have to reassure her that Angel is of the past and that she is where I see my future.

Faith closed the diary and wiped a stray tear from her eye, in all of her years she's never heard someone speak so lovingly about her. She put the journal back in its place and crawled back on Buffy's bed, it was times like this she had Mr. Gordo, he was a comfort to her and now he's not. Tomorrow morning she was going to find out where Angel is and going to end this once and for all. Sleep finally overcame her and she welcomed it.

Willow looked over at her roommate to make sure that she was asleep. Seeing that the brunette was indeed sleep, she went into the trunk at the end of her bed and pulled out some candles, a map of Sunnydale and the out lying areas, and Buffy's sweater, the blonde let her borrow, which she forgot to return. Closing the trunk quietly she sat in the middle of the floor and lit her candles, and put Buffy's sweater in the middle of the map. Looking around to make sure that Cordelia was still asleep, she closed her eyes and began to concentrate. She opened her eyes when she saw a bright light emanating form the map and the shirt. The light showed a little ways out of Sunnydale, but it didn't say exactly where.

Cordelia had woken up and saw Willow sitting in the middle of the floor, looking at a map of Sunnydale. She cursed inwardly, she forgot that the red head was a practicing Wicca.

"What are you doing?" She asked sleepily.

Willow let out a little squeal, she was literally in shock, Cordelia was supposed to be sleep.

The red head try to come up with a suitable lie, but nothing popped into her head. She looked at the brunette and gave a shrug of her shoulders.

"Let me guess you are doing a locator spell to find Buffy. Am I right?" She asked, the red head.

Willow knew she was busted, "Yeah, I am. I have a feeling that something is wrong with Buffy. If it will help out both our slayers then I want to do all I can to help." She explained.

"Did it work?" The brunette asked trying to keep her calm.

"Yeah, it did. She is somewhere on the outskirts of Sunnydale a hotel I believe. I'm going to get on the net and cross reference until I find out where exactly she is." Willow got up from the bed and headed to the computer.

Cordelia was thinking of a way to stall her, but she was grasping at straws. No one is supposed to find out where Buffy was, it would throw her whole plan down the drain.

"It's late; you can do it tomorrow before you go to class. You know how you get when you don't get a full eight hours." She tried to cover.

Willow looked up at the brunette, she did have a point. If Angel did indeed kidnap Buffy she was okay, he would never do anything to harm her. Putting up her things she crawled into her bed, but not before asking the brunette a question that was bothering her.

"Cordelia, why aren't you making a big deal about Buffy being missing? She is like one of your best friends as you put it. I mean it was a long time in the making, but you should be more concerned than you are now?"

The ball was now back in the brunettes court and she really didn't know how to answer the question. She really didn't want to give anything away; after all she wanted Buffy and Faith to be completely obsolete.

"Willow, when do you know me, the Queen of Mean to ever show emotion? Besides, Buffy can take care of herself, as proven time and time again. After all if Angel tries anything she is Little-Miss-Likes-To-Fight." She gave the red head a smile.

Willow returned it, but she was still a little confused, how did they actually become close friends like they have now? In high school they were always putting each other down, but it seemed like something more. The attraction between them was obviously there, but there were defining factors namely Xander and Angel. Well Angel got all happy lost his soul, and almost killed half of Sunnydale because he was obsessed with Buffy. Said slayer disappeared over the summer and came back. Everyone was down her throat, but Cordelia was the one who was trying to defend the blonde, that was weirdness personified. Then came Faith, the tensions were rising between both brunettes and the blonde. To everyone else it looked like a case of the jealousies from both brunettes about a particular blonde. That was brushed off when Buffy and Faith finally admitted how they felt about each other. Cordelia was a little pissed, but eventually seemed to get over it.

Cordelia saw that Willow was in deep thought, whatever it was, it didn't seem good. Willow thinking is like a time bomb waiting to go off. She made a mental note to call Angel and meet with him before her class. Her mind wandered to the little blonde and what she was doing at the moment. She wondered if Angel actually kept his word and wouldn't touch her, if he did he was so dead. She thought back to all those times in high school when Buffy and her would have all of those hot and heavy make out sessions after slaying. All that went down hill when the other slayer came into the picture, they were down each other's throats constantly and Buffy had to play the referee. I thanked God for that one.

"I see the smoke coming out of your ears, what's going on in the world of Willow?"

"I was just in deep thought, nothing important." The red head turned the lamp off on her side of the bed and tried to drift off to sleep. Something to her wasn't right, but she didn't know what.

Cordelia glanced at the other girl one more time, before letting sleep finally claim her. Tomorrow she was going to be really busy; she just needed to distract Xander for a while.

Angel watched as Buffy slept, she looked so peaceful lying there. He used to watch her every night while she slept it was the only time that she seemed to be at peace. He missed her terribly and now he had her, but it still seemed like she was so far away. When she told him about her and Faith all his hope was gone. Come to find out he wasn't the only one who had a thing for the 'Golden Girl'; he never would have thought that Buffy and Cordelia were technically together. Buffy went both ways, he would have never guessed that, but when Faith came along everything went to hell and back between Cordelia and her. Then he came back from hell and tension and jealousy ran wild, Cordelia was jealous of both Faith and him, and Faith was jealous of Cordelia, and me. We didn't know what it was about the blonde that made us crazy.

Buffy shifted closer to him in her sleep. 'She must be thinking about Faith', Angel thought. It made him feel good to have her close to him, but she could imagine that it was Faith. He could see that the two of them were in love, anyone with eyes could see it, he just hoped that the other brunette sees it before something bad happens. It wouldn't end well on either side. He should have stayed in LA, but oh no he had to try with Buffy one last time. It would be better if he got out of dodge post haste, and take Cordelia with him, because by the time this is over their asses will be handed over to them, and he will be dust floating in the wind. Intertwining his hand with hers he let sleep claim him.

A/N: If you know where I am going with this, please email me and let me know. I don't want you to give it away to everyone else who is reading. I'm not going to make this horrifically long like 'Cordelia's New Obsession' and 'One Night Can Change Your Life' it gets a tad redundant after all. If you get it right you get a shiny new nickel. Happy guessing!

AR Erithius- I will get to torturing Angel in a couple more chapters, be patient.

Naweoh- Cordelia has a lot to gain out of it, but I'm not going to give away no more. Angel's purpose will be revealed in a couple of chapters, he is a super strong vamp, but she has something on him. What? I'll never tell, until I'm ready.

General Mac- I love the way you ask so politely.

Nikki- Thanks for pointing that bit of information out to me. Sometimes I get caught up in my writing that sometimes I forget the little things. You are such a doll.

Anon- its okay, everyone is entitled to a little laziness sometimes. It's cool though, and I'm glad that you are enjoying the story. Joyce is the mother; it's her job to see this.

masterranger3- I know you were joking, and I don't hold it against you. Angel/Cordelia will all be revealed in time. I'm evil like that, but you gotta love me.