Right Kind Of Wrong
Again they do not belong to me, I so wished they did. I would make everyone live happily ever after.
masterranger3- Yes, Faith is on a mission, and it isn't a pretty one either.
Crazy-Kiki-19- Correct, Cordelia loves Buffy, Buffy loved Cordelia and Angel, hence love affair from hell. Don't worry Buffy and Faith will be reunited soon.
AR – Erithius- They both are bad people well, ones a bitch and the other one is a vampire. This is Buffy and Faith what kind of person do you take me for.
alison- I wanted Cordelia to be the bad person, along with Angel. I'm glad that you like the story, it will get better promise
General Mac- As always another chapter, and trust me Faith and Cordelia will have it out, and it won't be pretty.
Naweoh- Twists and turns are a good thing, it keeps the story interesting. That's the kind of stories I write, when you think I'm going one way, I'm totally going somewhere else.
To everyone else who reviewed thanks a lot, it makes me happy.
Sorry about the lack of update, but RL has been getting in the way. Hopefully this chapter will make up for lost times.
Cordelia was on her way from her Art class, when Faith, and Willow walked passed her.
"Rush much?" She asked in a bitchy tone.
Faith turned around, "Yes, we know where Buffy is or located. We are going to go get her, and kill Dead Boy; he's fucked up one too many times." She said pissed.
Willow put a hand on the girls arm, "Please don't get her started, and she won't stop. If you want to come with, you can."
The brunette thought about it, "I don't think so, I actually have a life." She said a little too snotty.
"Wait, B is supposed to be one of your best friends, and you don't want to help find her? That's seriously fucked up, what the hell kind of friend are you?" Faith said angrily.
"I'm just not making a mountain out of a mole hill. Buffy will turn up when she turns up, calm down super girl. I'm just as concerned as you are, I just hide it better." Cordelia told the brunette.
Willow stood there watching the battle of the brunettes. Something about Cordelia's demeanor wasn't right. When Buffy ran away before senior year, the brunette was distraught. Now Buffy has gone missing, and it's like she doesn't even bat an eye, unless she's more broken up about it than she's letting on.
"I would really love to hear you two go back and forth, but I have a friend to find." Willow silenced them.
"Now Faith, get it in gear and let's go!" The red head yelled.
Without anything else said between the three Faith and Willow walked off. Cordelia stood there for a minute trying to figure out that was all about. She whipped out her cell phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Hello?" A voice answered the phone.
"Is it done?" She asked.
"I'll call you later, take care of our girl." She flipped off her phone and began to walk to her dorm room.
Angel pulled up in front of the Hyperion Hotel; it was deserted, because he owned it. Buffy was sound asleep, he really didn't want to wake her, but he needed to.
"Buffy wake up, we're here?" He shook her gently.
The blondes head shot up and looked over at Angel, her dreams were actually reality. "Where are we, and why does it look like the Adams Family should live here?"
Angel chuckled at her observation, and got out of the car. Buffy followed suit and they walked up to the hotel together.
"It's empty, what are we going to do here?" She asked.
The vampire unlocked the doors and opened it up. Buffy walked in and looked at the place in awe, it was huge, and the lobby alone could probably fit her house in it.
"I own it; it's like a historic landmark. This will be home sweet home, until I say so." He told her none to friendly.
Buffy recognized his tone, and realized that she was probably going to be here indefinitely. He walked up the stairs and she followed him, he led her to a hallway of rooms. The first room they entered had a mini kitchen, off of the main sleeping area.
"This is your room; we'll worry about getting you food and stuff later." He walked out leaving Buffy to examine the room.
"If, you get any ideas don't. My room is right next door, you need privacy I'm giving it to you. We will be going out to the grocer after sunset to get you some food; I don't want you leaving this hotel for nothing. If you want sun, you can go in the court yard. My days of playing nice are over Buffy." He stalked out of her room.
Buffy tried her best not to cry, but the tears kept falling. Her life was going so well, and now it's going to hell. She lay out on the bed and began to sob. Angel was outside of her door and heard her crying. He had to keep himself from going in there and comforting her. If he was Angelus, he would have marveled in it, but since his un-souled counter part was no more, he felt remorseful for what he was doing. With a sad heart he turned and went to his room, he really needed to think.
When Buffy's tears finally subsided she rooted around for her cell phone. She reached into her pocket and let out a small yes! She flipped it on, only to realize that the battery wasn't dead. It didn't matter she needed to call someone, the first one she thought of was Faith. Dialing a familiar number she waited for them to pick up.
Willow and Faith were outside of Sunnydale trying to find out which hotel Buffy was at. They tried every hotel in the vicinity, except for one The Marriott. Willow pulled the car in the parking lot and both girls got out.
"This is the last one out here, and I'm pretty sure that this is the one." Willow told her friend.
"I hope so." She pulled out a picture of Buffy and kissed it.
Walking into the hotel Faith was getting some bad vibes, there were demons in the hotel, but she didn't know where. They walked up to the concierge and began to ask questions.
"Have you seen this girl?" Faith held up Buffy's picture.
The man behind the desk looked at it, he recognized her as the slayer. "Yeah, she was here with Angelus, but they left an hour or so ago." He told them.
"Son of a bitch! Arguing with Queen C caused us to miss Buffy!" She growled out. Willow couldn't do anything to calm the slayer down.
The faint ringing of a cell phone caught all both women's attention; Faith checked her pocket and found her phone. She looked at it and her heart nearly stopped, it was Buffy. Willow looked at the brunette like she was crazy, why is she getting excited off of a phone call.
"It's Buffy." She said.
"Don't just let it ring answer it. I will ask you about the ring tone you have for her later."
Faith picked up the phone, "B, baby is that you?" She asked excitedly.
Buffy waited a few minutes before she said anything, "Yes, baby it's me. I miss you so much." She cried out.
"I miss you too, where are you baby? Can you tell me where you are?" She asked as Willow pulled out her Sidekick.
Buffy hesitated for a minute, "Well from what I saw when I woke up, we are in LA at some creepy hotel, which looks like the Adams Family should live here." She told her.
Willow tapped Faith on the shoulder, trying to get what Buffy was saying.
"She said it's a real big hotel in LA, gothic in appearance, and looks like the Adams Family should live there."
"Ask her did she recognize anything by it? Land marks or whatever, a name?" Willow asked Faith
"Did you recognize anything else? Did you see a name?" Faith asked her girl.
The blonde thought for a minute, "Nothing remotely familiar, but I think the name is the Hyperbole Hotel or something else like that." She said dejectedly.
Willow looked at Faith, "What did she say?" The red head asked.
"Buffy said, it's a gothic looking hotel, like the Adams Family should live there? She didn't recognize anything around it, and she said a name, The Hyperbole Hotel or something like that." Faith repeated to her friend.
The red head typed the information into her Sidekick trying to pin a location.
"Are you alright? Did he do anything to you? If he did he is so dead." Faith told the girl.
"He gave me the drug that Giles gave me when I turned eighteen. My slayer strength is gone for right now." She debated on telling her that he had hit her, using her rational mind she went against it.
"I miss you B, we will find you. Save your battery, and I will talk to you later. I love you."
"I love you too." Buffy replied.
Both girls hung up the phone feeling a lot better than what they had before. She put the phone on vibrate and hid it under her pillow. The last thing she needed was him finding out what she was doing. She hoped that Willow was able to pull up that information on what little information she gave her.
Angel was in his room pacing back and forth. He clearly was not happy with the way all of this is going down. He needed to find a way to call Cordelia's bluff, or bring her down a notch or two. A proverbial light bulb went off in his head, a letter; he would send a letter with no return address. Cordelia would be exposed and he would have Buffy all to himself. The vampire used his enhance hearing to check on Buffy, he hadn't heard a sound out of her since they've been here. The TV was on and she was watching Eurotrip or something like that. He could tell by the singing along with "Scotty Doesn't Know", 'How fitting,' he thought. Sitting at his desk he pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, he began to write. He would drop it off when they were out tonight, for food.
Willow and Faith were in the car headed back to Sunnydale, it was getting late, and they would figure out what to do later. All Faith wanted to do was find her girl and never let her go. Usually she wasn't this protective about anything, but Buffy brought that out in her.
"Don't you think you need to call Mrs. Summers? Let her know that Buffy is okay?" Willow asked her friend.
Faith let out a silent curse, "I need to call her, and let her know that her baby girl is alright." She whipped out her phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Joyce, yeah it's Faith... Buffy called me this afternoon... Yeah she's alright, a little worse for wear... she's somewhere in LA... I know, but it's too late, plus we have school tomorrow... I know... I'll have Willow drop me off at your house... Call Giles and let him know what's going on... I've been so busy that I forgot to tell him what's going on... We just passed the Welcome to Sunnydale sign... Bye."
The brunette slayer hung up the phone and looked at Willow, "She is a lot better now that we have a location on Buffy. I told her we will get on it tomorrow; I am so going to kill Angel and anyone that he had help from." She seethed.
"Why don't you do a patrol tonight, let out some of that frustration. I will tell Cordelia the good news, I'm sure she would like to hear it." The red head said, lightly.
"Hell no! Don't tell her shit! She acted like she didn't care; let her be surprised when she sees her friend. If and when we get her back this week-end coming up she will be all mine, it's our Anniversary, and I'm going to make it one she won't ever forget."
Willow gave her friend a big smile, "So you have forgiven her then? We still don't know who wrote the letter."
"I don't give a shit anymore! She was taken against her will, I should have believed in her. I knew that she didn't love Angel anymore, but I let my jealousy and insecurities get the best of me. It's kind of like the way I was, when Queen C and Buffy would so their things without including anyone else." She surmised.
Willow looked over at Faith and put a comforting hand on her arm, "Buffy and Cordelia have always been like that since she stepped foot in Sunnydale. Buffy dropped her and her crowd for Xander and I, it made me love her even more, in a sisterly kind of way. When Buffy ran away after sending Angel to hell, Cordelia took it worse than the rest of us. When she came back, everyone was down her throat... well maybe not Giles, but Cordelia actually tried to defend her, until Buffy told her to get out of her shoes. Trust me they have more of a tolerated relationship if anything."
The red head pulled the car up in front of the Summers home, and Faith got out. She turned around, "Thanks Willow, I will see you tomorrow, please try and find out what hotel Buffy is at." She turned and walked up to the Summers house.
Willow started the car and headed towards the campus. All this sleuthing made her want to have some Oz cuddling.
Angel approached Buffy's door and knocked. He heard her faint come in, and he walked into her room.
"We need to go out and get you some food, and some more clothes. I know you are probably in need of a bath." He told her.
Buffy got off of the bed and put on her shoes, "You're actually letting me out? To what do I owe this treatment?" She asked.
"You need to eat, I can't have you waste away, plus you've been wearing the same clothes for a day. I want you to stay clean and neat, but do not try to escape." He told her none too friendly.
Angel walked out of the room, and Buffy followed him, not wanting to piss him off. They walked out of the hotel and to Angel's car, the only times she's actually been inside the car was when, they would have heavy make out sessions after patrolling sometimes with Cordelia or sometimes just the two of them.
"Seatbelt Buffy, I will not move unless you are buckled up."
The blonde sighed, and put on her seatbelt, something was telling her that this was not going to be a pleasant experience. Angel started the car and drove off, all Buffy could do was look out the window.