Title: Cordelia’s Return
Content: C/A C/A..us
Summary: Au what happened when Cordy went on holiday with Groo and after.
Spoilers: S3 After Forgiving
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
Notes: I haven’t seen all of season 3, so the timing may be inaccurate.
Feedback: Yes please- I need to know whether to continue or not.
Cordelia sat on the beach under a sunshade watching the Groosalug frolicking in the surf with a group of teenagers. S
he sighed, sometimes she felt like his mother not his supposed lover she felt so old. Still it had done her good this holiday paid for by Angel, it gave her a chance to recap and rethink her life. This year had been a hectic one so far what with Connor being born then her having such an almighty vision that she thought she had died, only to find that to live she had to become part demon.
She still kept checking for horns or a tail! But so far the only manifestation had been the floating episode, which she hadn’t been able to duplicate yet.
She laid back and rested her eyes from the glare of the ocean, it was nice to have nothing to think about for a change, she wondered how the others were getting on without her. She had decided that when she returned she would make a real effort to tell Angel how she felt about him so that perhaps they could stop tiptoeing around each other as though they were walking on eggs. She had realised soon after she and Groo had arrived at the holiday resort that there was no way she was going to sleep with him, even though when she left she’d had every intention of doing so, so much so that she’d got a potion to take so that he didn’t take her visions from her.
When she had thought about it on the flight over, she realised that while she had fancied him it was only because she had unwittingly tried to turn him into Angel, cutting his hair the same style and giving him some of Angels clothes to wear. They were quite similar in build, but that’s as far as it went, Groo had no conversation skills and was really just a big kid who could fight well. Angel was a no bone as far as she was concerned, so Groo had been convenient, as he seemed so devoted to her.
She had been relieved when the room they occupied had twin beds and after a struggle the first night she had persuaded Groo to sleep on his own and apart from a few comments about ‘Comshuk’ he hadn’t objected too much. She thought he got so much exercise during the day, as he was never still for more than about 5 minutes, that he was worn out at night and so didn’t pester her at all.
She was quite surprised that she hadn’t had a vision about LA. She had one after the first week, about a demon from the sea coming on the beach to devour the swimmers, but Groo had been able to despatch it demon swiftly without involving any one else.
Her thoughts kept returning to LA the more she thought about it the more worried she became. She had rung Fred when they arrived and given her the hotels telephone number just in case they needed to get in touch, she had been surprised that they hadn’t rung at all in the last 10 days. She suddenly decided that she would give them a ring just to check on Connor if nothing else. She got up and went to there room and put a call through to the Hyperion.
She was surprised that the answer phone picked up, she looked at her watch it was 4pm someone should have been there at this time of the day. She left a message saying she would call later and wandered back down to the beach. Groo was now involved in a game of volleyball, he was very competitive and had to be told the rules very clearly otherwise he tended to run off with whatever was being thrown and as he could run very fast the others had no chance of catching him. On more than one occasion she had had to intervene to stop an argument breaking out between them.
She ordered a long cool drink from the waiter who’d been trying to chat her up all week much to Groos disgust. He had said the waiter was unworthy to talk to her she had laughed at that thinking the waiter was actually very ‘worthy’, he was taking a year off after Yale to travel round the resorts before joining his Fathers stock broking firm later this year.
They had chatted quite a bit about the merits of various Universities. She had been accepted at all the best ones but when her father had lost all his money she had to turn them down. Which is partly how she ended up with the job she did now.
She sat back and tried to get back to the relaxed felling she’d had earlier, but something wasn’t right she felt a tingling in her head as though an alarm clock was ringing a long way away. It didn’t feel like a vision but there was defiantly something odd going on. She waited another hour then went back to the room to call LA again. Someone should be there now it was Connor’s teatime.
The phone rang and rang until finally Fred, who sounded awful, picked it up. ‘Angel Investigations’ Fred mumbled.
‘Hi Fred, it’s Cordy you sound awful have you got a cold?’ said Cordy.
‘Oh Cordy am I glad to hear from you, he wouldn’t let me ring you and then he hid the paper with the number on it and we couldn’t remember which hotel you were in, it’s so awful I …..’ she stopped.
Cordy thought she was crying, but that was nothing new for Fred although she’d been better lately.
‘What’s up?’ asked Cordy ‘is everything all right?’ she was beginning to get a bit worried the pricking in her brain was getting worse.
Fred took a deep breath and tried to talk ‘it’s Connor, he’s been kidnapped, and Wesley nearly died and is in hospital and Angel has gone over the edge we don’t know what to do with him’ she gasped before breaking down in tears again.
‘Right’ said Cordy ‘I’ll get the next flight back’ she had hardly absorbed what Fred has said except the bit about Connor. She knew if anything had happened to him, even though he wasn’t her son he felt like it, she wouldn’t forgive herself. She hung up and rang the tour reps pager then went down to the lobby to wait for her.
Samantha, the tour rep. hurried towards Cordy ‘what’s up’ she asked.
‘I need to get home urgently’ said Cordy ‘can you arrange a flight today?’
‘I’ll see what I can do’ Sam replied and went over to the main office. She poked her head out a while later and said ‘there’s a flight leaving in 2 hours but they only have one place will that be OK?’
‘Yes anything’ said Cordy pacing in the lobby. Sam came out of the office and said she had booked Cordy on it but what about Groo. Cordy realised she had forgotten all about him in her haste.
‘Could you look after him, please?’ Cordy asked Sam, she knew Sam had a soft spot for him.
‘You know make sure he gets the flight home ok. I think he knows enough to manage for 10days on his own.’ She had told them that Groo had had a very sheltered upbringing as a reason for his odd behaviour at times.
‘Yes I’d love to, your not romantically attached to him are you?’ Sam asked.
‘No I thought I was but being here has made me realise I can’t love him’ replied Cordy.
‘Good, that means I’m in with a chance’ said Sam. Cordy laughed thinking if Sam knew where Groo came from she would run a mile.
Cordy went back up to the room and quickly packed her few belongings, then she went to find Groo who was now running about helping to set up the barbeque that had been scheduled for that night. He understood this, roasting parts of beasts over an open fire to eat them. Cordy went over to him and told him she had to leave, as there was a problem at the hotel in LA.
He immediately wanted to come with her but she gentle explained that the was only one seat on the plane, but that Sam would look after him until it was time to catch the correct flight back. Sam came over just then and said to Groo ‘Come on Groo you can carry some of the food out’ he went with her after a few backward glances at Cordy. ‘Are you sure my princess?’ he said. ‘Yes, see you in 10 days’ Cordy called.
She managed to catch the flight with only a few minutes to spare. She thanked God that they hadn’t gone to Jamaica where she had first thought of going; at least the Mexican resort wasn’t too long a flight from LA. She landed at 11.30pm and got a cab to the Hyperion.
When she got there the place looked trashed and deserted. She went into the foyer and looked around.
‘Hello’ she said ‘anyone around?’ Fred and Gunn came out of the kitchen. They looked wrecked.
‘Come in here and we’ll fill you in’ said Gunn.
She went in to the kitchen and they told he what had happened. Apparently Wesley had translated a prophecy to mean that after the fire and storm the father will kill the son and had got worried when Angel had said that Connor smelt like food. Then there had been the earthquake and the fire; it all seemed to add up to the wording.
So he had taken Connor to try to get him to the watchers council for safety, but on the way he had been attacked and Connor kidnapped, what was worse Angel had had to watch as Holtz, the man who took Connor, disappeared with him through a portal into another dimension. When Angel tried to follow he couldn’t get through and the portal closed.
Cordy was crying by the time they’d finished. ‘How’s Angel, he must be devastated?’ she cried.
‘Yes he is, his gone over the edge, he tried to kill Wes in hospital and when he came back he was smashing everything to pieces so we had to dart him’ said Gunn ‘he’s in the basement chained up, but now he wont feed or speak to us at all, I’m so glad your back perhaps he’ll talk to you.’
Cordy stood up and wiped the tears from her face.
‘Give me the keys I’ll see if he’ll talk to me’ she said ‘and you 2 go and get some rest you look shattered.’
‘Are you sure?’ said Fred ‘he’s awful wild at times I tried to get him to take some blood but he just knocked it out of my hand.’
‘Yes, I’ll be Ok, he usually listens to me if I go on long enough’ replied Cordy as they quickly left eager to get away from it all for a while. Cordy felt sorry for them, they had only just started dating.
She pocketed the keys Gunn had left and made her way cautiously down to the basement. When she got to the bottom of the steps she was shocked by what she saw Angel was manacled to the wall his left hand close but the right with a bit more freedom, his head hung down and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight since she’d seen him last.
He looked a mess his hair was sticking out even more than usual he had blood all over him and his clothes and running sores where he’d tried to break the manacles off his wrists. He was barefoot and barely conscious. The floor around him was dark red with spilt blood, or Cordy hoped it was spilt and not his anyway.
She approached him with caution knowing how fast he could move if he wanted.
‘Angel’ she said, ‘I came as soon as I heard, why didn’t you let them phone me?’
He straightened up at the sound of her voice. ‘Cordy…’ he gasped ‘you came back, I didn’t think you would.’
‘Of course I would you should know that I love you both, how could you not tell me’ she cried tears falling down her face. ‘I’m so sorry I wasn’t here ….’ she stopped unable to go on. He looked at her so sorrowfully that she was sure she felt her heart break.
‘Cor, they took our baby’ he whispered.
She went over to him and kissed him gently, when he didn’t pull away she put her arms round him and hugged him tightly. He shifted around as she felt his ribs sticking out it obviously hurt him.
‘You must have some blood you’re just skin and bone’ she said ‘if I get you some will you drink it’
He looked at her ‘Wolfram & Hart put Connor’s blood in my supply did you know? I cant face it any more’ he said.
She looked at him with sorrow. Then she had an idea ‘come on lets get you cleaned up’ she said undoing the manacles and chains.
‘How do you know I wont hurt you?’ he asked.
‘The way I feel now you couldn’t make me feel worse whatever you do’ she replied.
She helped him away from the wall and up the stairs to the suite she had used when she had spent the night, she didn’t think it would be a good idea to be in his suite. When she shut the door she pushed him towards the bathroom.
‘Go on have a shower then we’ll talk’ she said as she left him to go and get him some clean clothes.
She was shocked when she saw the state of his suite what with the earthquake and the fire there wasn’t much left. She gulped when she saw Connor’s cot in the corner with a few forlorn toys in it. She shook herself Angel needed her to be strong; there would be time for grieving later.
She went to his closet luckily the fire hadn’t got that far. She got him a set of clean clothes and returned to her suite with them. She was surprised he hadn’t moved from where she’d left him near the bathroom door.
‘I can’t be bothered’ he said, ‘I just want it to end.’
‘Come on stop thinking like that’ she said ‘that’s not the way to get him back is it?’
She pushed him into the bathroom but he still didn’t want to do anything so taking a deep breath she started to undress him. She took his shirt off then undid his pants relieved that he had boxers on underneath; she’d never been quite sure. She made him step out of his pants then pushed him over to the shower and in it. She turned the water on and waited for him to do something, he just stood under the spray as if he didn’t know what to do.
‘Oh well’ she thought to herself ‘here goes’ as she quickly stripped off her dress and jewellery.
She had a respectable black bra and briefs set on underneath and after all he’d seen her in that brief bikini at her last audition. She kicked off her high-healed sandals and stepped into the shower with him, got a sponge and some shower gel and started washing him.
At first he just stood then slowly as though he was coming round from a deep sleep he turned to look at her. He put his arms round her as she reached up to lather his hair.
‘Are you going to leave me as well’ he asked.
‘No why should I?’ she replied.
‘Groo?’ he said.
‘I’ve left him having fun in the sun’ she said smiling ‘that was just not going to be, I realised it’s you I want’ she stopped, “now I’ve said it” she thought “I wonder what he’ll do”
He looked at her and then pulled her close to him and kissed her, gently at first then when he felt her mouth opening he deepened it hugging her with a quiet desperation. She felt her head swimming she’d never been kissed like this before. It evoked all the dreams she’d had of him in the past.
When they finally pulled apart he said ‘are you going to finish the job then?’
‘What job’ she said.
‘Washing me’ he almost grinned at her embarrassment as she noticed his obvious arousal.
‘I think you can manage the rest yourself’ she said.
‘Chicken’ he whispered huskily.
‘I’m not’ she said and before she could change her mind she ripped his boxers down and started to sponge him down. She’d got used to Groo running around the room in the resort naked when he came out of the shower, but she had to stifle a gasp when she looked at Angel, he seemed rather well endowed to her. She felt herself becoming aroused at her thoughts.
He pulled her to him again and began to kiss her thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. The next thing she realised was he’d undone her bra and was removing it then he pushed her briefs down her legs and then held her close, naked flesh touching the whole length of her body. She gasped as she felt his erection against her and then again as his hand parted her legs and his fingers slipped into her. She knew she wouldn’t last long she’d thought about this moment for too long. He sensed she was about to come so he stopped what he was doing and lifted her up to sink into her warmth as she wrapped her legs round his body. She gasped as she got used to him inside her and he groaned knowing he couldn’t last long as he felt her muscles contracting round him. He pushed a few times and that was all it took for him to climax with such a force he nearly collapsed on the floor.
They pulled apart and kissed under the spray then Cordy turned off the shower and reached for some towels to dry them with. She led him out of the shower and was amazed how thin he was.
‘When did you last eat?’ she asked as she dried them both.
‘Can’t remember’ he mumbled.
She pushed him on to the bed and lay down beside him. She put her arms round him and kissed him tenderly, she felt him begin to respond to her as he gathered her into his arms. She felt his erection on her hip and moved over to take him in her mouth. He hissed when he felt her mouth on him and shuddered as she licked and sucked him cupping his balls with her hand. He dragged her away from his cock, as he knew it would finish him if she carried on. He turned her onto her back and parted her legs and moved to lick and nibble at her as his fingers pushed into her. She was soon writhing under him as he did exquisite things to her.
‘Angel’ she moaned ‘I need you now.’
He moved over her body and positioned himself at her entrance, then impaled her with one thrust. She gasped as she tried to accommodate him in one go. He stayed still to let her get accustomed to his size, then she was urging him on wrapping her legs round his hips, stroking his back and nipping at his neck as he thrust into her with long slow strokes nearly pulling out before sinking in again. She wanted to rake his back with her nails but figured he’d lost enough blood already.
‘Mmmm Angel’ she sighed as she shuddered beneath him feeling her orgasm starting.
She now knew what the transending furies had been on about. He could feel her muscles tightening round his cock and knew he would soon follow her. Then she nipped his neck; it was all he needed to plunge his fangs into her neck and suck her blood, as the first taste flooded into his mouth he sucked harder as he climaxed into her, his warm semen filling her. He took more of her blood than he meant to, but it was intoxicating for him. He was so hungry and she tasted so good. She sighed against him as she came down to earth. She felt light headed she didn’t know whether from the wonderful sex or the blood loss. She was surprised that he felt warm inside her she was sure he hadn’t the first time.
‘Enough’ she whispered in his ear and felt his fangs retract as he gently licked the wounds to stop the bleeding. ‘Now sleep’ she added ‘we’ll talk in the morning’, as he rolled off her but still kept her in his arms.
To his surprise he fell asleep immediately, she lay awake for a while thinking about what had happened ‘did he love her or was it just a release for him?’ she wondered. She’d try and find out in the morning.
When Angel woke up he felt much better. She rolled over as she felt his hands on her and his mouth on her neck.
‘Morning’ she said ‘you look a lot better than yesterday.’
‘I’m good’ he said. They talked about what had happened since she went away and Connor’s disappearance. Angel had gone to the Oracles but as usual they had been no help. He had decided he was going to Wolfram & Hart when Gunn & Fred had tackled him and chained him up.
‘Now you’re back I feel able to go on’ he said. She looked at him with love in her eyes as she kissed him. He made love to her again and when they both got the release they needed they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Later that morning Angel woke up he felt odd all of a sudden he had an awful pain in his chest.
‘Oh No, Cordy get out now!!’ he gasped as he recognised the feeling as he felt his soul leaving him.