Breathe Again. 12

Part 12 As I sit staring blankly at the TV screen the words go through my mind on a seemingly eternal loop. Echoing,…

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Breathe Again. 11

Part 11 Sat in between Gunn and Wes, Cordy fidgeted and inwardly cursed her fleeting show of irritation. For all her good intentions,…

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Breathe Again. 10

Part 10 Cordy yawned widely, and then winced as the pain of her vision still lingered. Looking over at her alarm clock, she…

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Breathe Again. 9

Part 9 “Fuck, fuck-a-duck…fuck, fuck-a-duck…” the mantra strangely seemed to help; god knows why, but Cordy wasn’t gonna knock it. If it worked,…

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Breathe Again. 8

Part 8 Even before his feet landed on the lobby floor, Angel knew she wasn’t there…. there as in not just away from…

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Breathe Again. 7

Part 7 By the time everyone but Angel was leaving, Cordelia had been ensconced in the bathroom for at least twenty minutes. Considering…

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Breathe Again. 6

Part 6 Cordy stared long and hard into the bathroom mirror, realizing how funny it was that her life seemed to be slipping…

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Breathe Again. 4-5

Part 4 Cordy had seventy-two books and fifteen glass ornaments. Thirty-eight of the books were, as she called them, trashy romances. At least…

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Breathe Again. 1-3

Part 1 The rest of the day had passed by sluggishly. No visions had meant a quiet night, and Angel had spent most…

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