Angel and Cordy reluctantly pulled away from each other. It felt like no time at all had passed since they last shared this embrace. Her head fit perfectly on his chest and his arms wrapped perfectly around her waist.
"That was nice." Angel said softly
"I've missed your hugs."
"I've missed hugging you." They both stood looking at each other awkwardly for a few minutes, neither not knowing what to say. Finally Angel broke the silence. "So… umm… Ciara asked me to walk her down the aisle."
"I know, she told me." Cordy said smiling softly at him
"I don't want to do it."
"You think that Doyle should have the honor."
"How did you…?"
"Seer, Demon, crazy powers."
"I need to get in touch with the PTB."
"I had the same idea."
"Did you really?" He didn't know why, but that surprised him.
"As soon as she told me that she asked you, I knew that I had to do something to bring him back for his sister."
"So are you thinking what I'm thinking?" He said with a small smile
"The Oracles." They said at the same time.
"Let's go." She said as the walked out of the door.
--
"Cor, I don't think that you can go with me." Angel told her
"Like hell I'm not. I have been working for them for years. I am a champion just like you." She snapped
"Hey I agree with you. They have rules."
"Fuck the rules. I'm going in with you."
"Whatever you say." Angel said as they were transported to the Oracles.
"What have you brought us?" Number one asked
"This." Cordy said as she handed Number one a necklace.
"Beautiful trinket."
"Why are you here? This haven is for champions only."
"I am a champion because if I wasn't I wouldn't be in this damp cellar like room would I?" She retorted
"You are here to request the presence of another champion for a wedding." Number two stated
"That's correct. We want Doyle to be at his sisters wedding so he can walk her down the aisle. She has no family." Angel explained
"That is impossible. That is not what we do." Number two said
"Whatever. You are the Oracles. You can bring him back." Cordy snapped
"Give us one good reason that we should." Number one said and Number two glared at him.
"He died a hero. He died to save millions of humans. Isn't that what you guys are all about, saving lives. If it weren't for him so many would have died. Doesn't he deserve to give his little sister away and see her married?" Angel stated. He was beginning to get pissed off at the Oracles. They damn well better bring Doyle back.
"His sister is marrying your son. Is that not correct?" Angel nodded "Because of all of the work that you, your son and the seer have done for good we will grant your request." Number one said
"He will arrive at your hotel on the day of the wedding and he will be available for six hours. Any questions?" Number two asked
"Well the wedding starts at 6pm. Will he be there on time?" Cordy asked
"He will arrive before the wedding begins." Number one said and Angel and Cordy nodded their heads. "You are dismissed." The next thing they knew they were back where they started.
"Did that really just happen? Is Doyle really going to be able to walk Ciara down the aisle?" Cordy asked happily.
"It really did and he will be here for Ciara." They both smiled at each other happily.
"Damn it's good to be back." Cordy said as she quickly hugged Angel.
--
The day of Connor and Ciara's wasn't without its problems. Cordy woke up with a vision of a family of demons trying to take over the bodies of a family of humans to live as humans. So of course Wes, Gunn, Angel and Connor went out to kill the demon family while the girls stayed at the hotel getting ready.
"All right girls, have fun. We'll be back shortly." Angel said as they headed out the door.
"Ok Ciara, he's gone." Fred yelled upstairs. She wouldn't come out of her room and risk bad luck having Connor see her before the wedding.
"Are you sure?" She yelled from upstairs.
"Yes." All of the girls yelled at once.
"Ok, let's go get our hair done." Cordy said
"I can't believe that I am getting married today." Ciara said to Cordy as they sat in the chairs at the beauty parlor.
"I am so happy for you sweetie." Cordy said as she reached over and squeezed her hand.
"I just wish that Allan was here for this." It took everything that Cordy had not to spill her secret. Her and Angel decided not to tell Ciara that Doyle would be there, mainly because they didn't want to get her hopes up then have TPTB change their mind.
"I know sweetie. I know."
"I worry about him. Every time that he goes out to kill something I get worried that he won't come back to me. How the hell did you do it when you and Angel were together?"
"I think that it helped me because before Catherine was born, I used to be with him during the fights. And it's not only Angel that I worry about because I love everyone. Everyone that works for Angel are my family so honey, I worry about them every time that they go fight evil. I think that only reason that I haven't totally lost my mind is because I know how good everyone is at what they do."
"Does it get easier?"
"The worry, no it won't get easier, especially since you're in love. You'll worry every time that Connor goes out but I promise you that he will always do the his best to come home to you."
--
"God, Connor, I can't believe how grown up you look in your tux." Angel said as he adjusted Connor's bow tie.
"I'm 21 dad."
"I know. Believe me I know. I am so proud of you. Now, you better take care of her."
"I love her dad. I will take care of her always." Father and son shared a hug.
"Ok, I'm going to check on the bride. Stay here."
"Believe me, I don't want to endure Ciara's wrath." Connor said smiling.
--
"You look amazing." Cordy whispered with tears in her eyes.
"You don't think that it's too much?" Ciara asked as she looked at herself in the mirror. She wore a simple white gown covered in sequin. She had a very small train. She choose not to wear a veil. Her normally straight dark hair was full of curls, and piled on top of her head.
"It's perfect." Cordy said softly. "I have something for you." She handed Ciara a box.
Ciara carefully opened the box and found a beautiful blue sapphire necklace and matching earrings.
"Cor, it's beautiful." Ciara said with tears falling down her cheeks.
"Hey, don't cry. You'll ruin your makeup that I worked so hard on."
"I…just…you shouldn't have."
"Of course I should have. You are like the sister that I have never had. Besides, you needed something new and blue and here is something borrowed." Cordy handed Ciara a bracelet that Angel had gotten her on their first anniversary.
"Thank you."
"Ok, you have something old, your ankle bracelet, something new and blue, the necklace and earrings, and something borrowed, my bracelet. You are ready to go sweetie." Cordy said as there was a knock at the door. Ciara paled.
"Don't worry. I'll get it." Cordy opened the door and saw Angel standing there.
"Can I come in?" Cordy opened the door and allowed Angel to step into the room.
"Ciara, you look beautiful. Connor is one lucky man." Angel said
"No, I'm the lucky one." Ciara whispered
"Cor, can I see you out in the hall?" Angel asked
"Ciara, will you be ok?" She nodded "I'll be right back."
"Anything yet?" Cordy asked as soon as they were out in the hall.
"Not yet."
"Shit, what time is it?"
"Five minutes till."
"He should be here. I swear to God, if they don't let him show I will never help them again."
"Relax Cor, let's go wait downstairs for him. We can stall if we need too."
"Ok, you're right." She said as they headed downstairs to the lobby.
"By the way Cordelia, you look amazing." As he looked at her, he had a strong desire to take off that beautiful green dress that hugged her body in all the right places, and cover her naked skin with his mouth.
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." In Cordy's opinion, he looked smoking hot in his tux.
"Any sign of him yet?" Angel asked as they entered the lobby.
"Any sign of who?" Said a familiar voice with an Irish accent. Angel and Cordy spun around and came face to face with an old friend.
"Doyle." Cordy yelped as she ran over to him and threw herself into his outstretched arms.
"Cordelia Chase." Doyle said as he hugged her tightly. As Angel stood back and watched this reunion unfold, a feeling of jealousy washed over him. He knew how Doyle and Cordy felt about each other. Granted, Doyle was basically a ghost, but hell a lot could happen in six hours. He fondly remembered what he and Cordy accomplished in less than two hours.
"You look better than I remember." Doyle said as he pressed his lips to Cordy's.