A/N: Hey everyone. Once again, thank you to all my wonderful reviewers i.e. Vikki, PadfootObsessed329 and fugaziclash. My apologies fugaziclash, i will not be killing off Angel and renaming it Doyle investigations :P

As promised, this is the FINAL chapter. (I know, sad isn't it ;) ) but as I wanted to make this as good as I could possibly make it, I ended up writing so much for the this last chapter that its too much to read so I split it into 3 chapters and i'll be uploading them all at once.

BTW, I accidently ended up making everyone out of character, but i hope you can forgive me lol. its just the excitement I have at my first finnished full length fic.

sorry about the spellling my faithul spellchecker's gone awol

Chapter 10

Cordelia smiled at Doyle as he followed her out of the room with an unbelievably happy grin on his face. A woman with blonde hair in a sparkling pink dress forced her way thorough the crowd to where Doyle and Cordelia were standing. Cordelia frowned, thinking that the woman must know her, because, who at this party would know Doyle? However, to her immense astonishment, the woman stopped by Doyle's side and laid her hand on her arm,

"There you are, I was so worried about you. You just disappeared when that woman screamed. I thought something terrible must have happened to you when you didn't come back" said the woman

"No, I'm fine" Doyle said, "All in a day's work and all"

"I can imagine" the woman said, running her hand up Doyle's arm. Cordelia raised her eyebrows. She didn't have a clue who this woman was, but she hated her already. She was just throwing herself at Doyle. Luckily, Doyle liked Cordelia too much to go near that desperate cow… right? Just to be sure, Cordelia gave a short cough to remind both Doyle and the mysterious woman that she was still there,

"So Doyle, are you going to introduce me to your… friend?" Cordelia asked, looking the woman up and down with disgust. Her high heels and sparkling dress all screamed 'I try to hard' to Cordelia.

"Sure" Doyle said, trying to disguise his amusement at Cordelia's obvious jealousy, "This is Cordelia Chase, a business associate. Cordelia this is…" he trailed off, realising he didn't know her name yet.

"Amanda" the woman filled in for him

"Cordelia, this is Amanda" Doyle finished, 'We met while you were talking to that 'director'"

"Of course" Cordelia said, forcing a smile, secretly hoping Amanda would turn out to be a vampire too. The two women looked at each other coldly, each sending the other signals to get lost so they could spend time with the Irish man. Doyle seemed to be oblivious to these looks.

"Anyone want anything to drink?" he asked

"No thank you" Amanda said, smiling sweetly at him

"I'll have an iced water please Doyle" Cordelia said, smiling at him warmly. Doyle nodded and went to the drinks table, several metres away, where he knew he could hear the conversation with his enhanced demon senses. He heard Cordelia whisper something to Amanda and the woman reply sharply

"I don't care if you came with him, he wants to spend time with me"

"Of course he doesn't" Cordelia said, her voice rising slightly, "He's just too polite to tell you to go away"

"And why would he want me to? So he can spend time with you? I don't think so. He was practically throwing himself at me earlier." Amanda replied, her voice also rising.

"Firstly, I have known Doyle a lot longer than you, and I have never seen him throw himself at anyone." Cordelia began, but Amanda interrupted her

"Why would he? No offence, but you're nothing special to look at and your personality leaves much to be desired." Doyle frowned, he didn't like the way that the blonde was talking to Cordelia, so he made a hasty return, handing Cordelia her water and standing closer to her this time. Cordelia accepted the water without saying anything. She looked down at the ground when Amanda moved closer to Doyle again, her hand moving to his arm again. This time Doyle shrugged her off gently, staring at Cordelia as he did so. This action did not go unnoticed by either woman. Cordelia wondered if Doyle was becoming colder towards the other woman on her account, maybe to make her feel better. She knew what the other woman had said about her personality was true and wondered if Doyle did think the same. She sighed, knowing he probably did. She put down her drink on a nearby table and said,

"Well I'll just leave you to it" and turned to walk off

"Cordelia, wait!" Doyle said, putting his arm gently on her shoulder to stop her going

"Yeah?" she asked with baited breath

"I… I'll see you at work tomorrow then" he said, losing his courage at the last second.

"Right" Cordelia said, feeling disappointed. She moved away from him and nearer to a group of young, wannabe actresses, just like herself and started chatting to them, pretending to be much happier than she felt.

A/N: On to the next chapter! BTW faithful reviewers, I don't expect you all to review 3 times, the 3 chapters thing is purely to make it easier to read, but I would be grateful if you could all press the big blue button at one point during your reading of this last part.