Disclaimer: I don't own any thing, Joss does! I just love writing stories from his series.

Rated: R

Type: Action/Drama

Summary: What if things were different for Faith, like being in control of her life and evil. And having her way with every thing. My view point on the Ep. "5 by 5" off Angel season one.

Chapter15 : "Lovers, Friends, Enemies & Allies "

By: Mr. Ribbet-Ribbet

The streetlights and night life broke thru Angel's office, as Cordelia was upstairs picking up the slack of Mr. Broody down stairs. Filing this and that, making calls, and taking dates Cordelia felt like she was about to die for exhaustion. "Damn you Buffy and Wes" she thought as she just sat there at her desk trying not to cry. She felt almost all the pain Angel was feeling right now because she knew him al too well. Looking out in to space, Cordy was snapped back by the sound of bell on the front door. Seeing who it was she was Buffy and Wesley looking more happily than ever.

"Hello Cordy. How are you this tonight?" Buffy asked just standing there.

"Well, I fell pissed off and betrayed" Cordy countered. "And as for Angel I think he would fell the same way too, and some more."

"It's nice to see that our friends are welcoming us with open arms." Wesley said flatly.

"Welcoming arms? How dare you! You do this to Angel and expect it to be honkydorry the next freaking day Wesley? Well it doesn't work that way! And I know Angel doesn't want to see you right now, so be careful. "Cordelia let out before standing up from her chair and taking a stance. "Now if you accuse me I'm about to go check on him, and you to can just leave." she sais bluntly as she headed down stairs. Hearing the door open and close, she knew she made her point.

Angel was still parked there on the couch where she had left him to stew. "Angel do you want to talk?"Cordelia asked as she took the spot next to him. All Angel did was sit there and think of a plan to kill Wesley. As Cordy kept pestering him about does he want to talk and other shit Angel answered with a simple no. Getting antsy Angel got up from the couch and headed to his bed room, closed the door and locked behind him so Cordelia couldn't follow. Looking around the room for a fresh pair of clothes to change into. Changed and feeling more empowered he threw on his leather duster. Opening the door he found Cordy standing there with her pissed off face on.

"Where are you going? What are you up to?"Cordelia asked.

"Out." Angel said as he headed upstairs. Grabbing his car keys off of his desk, he headed out of the office. Cordy just stood there confused, pissed off, worried, and scared. Worried of what Angel was about to do, she made her way back up to the office to use the phone. Calling the one person that would save him.

"Buffy, it's Cordy. Angel just left and I'm afraid of what he might do. He may be headed your way.

"Why should we believe you? After what happened earlier tonight, I think we'll be better if you stop calling us" Buffy said before hangup the phone.

"Bitch! Angel is about to do something!" she said hanging up the phone. Then she started to dial a number she never thought she would ever dial.

"Hello Wolfram & Hart."

"Yes, Lindsey McDonald" Cordelia said frightened to death.

"Hello" his voice rang thru the telephone.

"Yes, this is Cordelia Chase. I know were sworn enemies but I need your help." she managed.

"How may I be a service? But its going to cost you your soul and send you straight to hell." Lindsey said with a chuckle.

"Great another comedian. It's Angel he has gone off the deep end, he's about to go over to his ex-slayer girlfriend's hotel room to kill her and our friend." Cordy told Lindsey in desperation.

"Oh, really and why would I want to stop that? Maybe they had it coming to the." he countered.

"Just help me asshole!" Cordy yelled over the phone.

"Your wish is my command, expect him back before morning at your office." Lindsey said then hung up.

"Faith, I think we just got our upper hand in this fucking battle" saying that to make her happy. Getting up from his desk, Lindsey walked over to the liquor table and picked up the whiskey bottle and started to pour himself some drinks.

"Why would you say that, Lindsey?" she asked perking up.

"Because, right now I will have them eating out of our hands." he said as he put down the bottle and picked up the drinks, and started to walk over to Faith. "Cordelia Chase just called."

"Do what? Cordelia, what did she want?" Faith asked to be insightful.

"Help for Angel eventually, something happened and he is about to kill an ex-girlfriend and a friend." Lindsey said as he sat down beside her.

"That would be Buffy Summers and Wesley Wyndham Pryce." she said and stood up from the couch.

"Ok, so what is going to be the plan?" Lindsey asked before downing his drink.

"Were going to be there in the mix to watch!" said as Faith grabbed her jacket and headed toward the door.

"You're the boss" Lindsey said grabbing his keys and stood up from the couch and left his office.

N/A: Sorry about the cliffhanger! Read to see what happens next. LOL! R&R!

Thanx

Mr. Ribbet-Ribbet