You’ve Already Won Me Over

Title: You’ve Already Won Me Over
Author: Ficbitch82 (aka Angelicgal82)
Posted: 2002
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Spoilers: Birthday…and everything leading up to it, I guess.
Summary: A little Alanis goes a LONG way…
Rating: PG-13
Distribution: STF, possibly the Holywater site, my own eventually when I get round to updating…
Disclaimer: Imagine a phone call, where I BEG Joss Whedon to give me the characters…see, NOT mine, never gonna be mine…why would Joss Whedon EVER take my phone call? Much less ever give me characters he’s spent 6 years cultivating and…get my point? NOT MINE!
The song, “Head Over Feet” belongs to Alanis Morisette – please don’t sue, you can take it back as SOON as I’ve finished, I have NO money!!!
Feedback: I’ll send more fic if I get feedback…is this blackmail? HELL YEAH!!!


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Well, isn’t this great? I think I’ve had an epiphany – okay, well maybe not en epiphany. A realisation at least. Something!!!

Why are things so complicated? I mean, they weren’t before. He was just brood guy… Nothing else, just Angel, my best friend. I’m blaming her. No, not Buffy – jeez, move on…

Alanis. Y’know, that weird chick with the amazing voice and the lyrics you just can’t help but sing along to? She started this WHOOOLLLEEEE ball rolling and it’s just escalated…

I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it

Jerk! I mean, if he knew, why couldn’t he tell ME? It would have been a lot easier, and then I would’ve known why that kiss when I was in the ubersuck of dimensions (for them anyway) felt so right.

You treat me like I’m a Princess
I’m not used to liking that
You ask how my day was

Okay, so the Princess thing was actually REAL in another dimension, but Angel didn’t poke around in my head first THEN decide I’m a Princess. He didn’t really do much of anything. He was just… There…

You’ve already won me over in spite of me
Don’t be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don’t be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn’t help it
It’s all your faults

How could I not know? I mean, sure, not many people have really payed much attention to how pretty I am (you know you were thinking it too), or pretty much anything but… Him. And he never used to!! I mean, once upon a time Angel wouldn’t have even noticed if I’d gotten to work wrapped in pastry and covered in hot sauce. But yesterday…

“Hey Cordy, new dress?”

“Uh, yeah… How did you know?”

“Never seen it before.”

“You bought me it.”

“I did?”

“Yeah, for my birthday.”

“It’s nice.”

OKAY!!! What dimension had we fallen into? But… We hadn’t fallen into any…

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You’re so much braver than I gave you credit for
That’s not lip service

When Angel went through his ‘Beige Period’, I didn’t blame him for it. I mean, he had to deal with the Weight of the World… Not so much fun. Okay, so his sleeping with Darla wasn’t exactly the perfect scenario but… We dealt. And now we have Connor. My cute, adorable son… Yeah, my son. That’s how I see him… Wrong? Probably…

You’ve already won me over in spite of me
Don’t be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don’t be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn’t help it
It’s all your faults

Yeah, Darla was a mistake. But we all make them, it isn’t like being Super Human makes you immune to mistakes. I mean, he killed that Protector that time… Okay, so it was my vision or lack thereof that led him to killing the kind of icky but sweet demon. Kind of like Angel with slime… Did that demon have slime? It had something – DAMNIT! He’s got me all… UGH! I mean, it’s hard enough to form a coherent thought while singing along to Alanis Morrisette but… I mean, come ON… This is Angel, I *so* don’t have lusty feelings for my boss, my best friend…

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

You’re the best listener that I’ve ever met
You’re my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long?

Repress much? Damnit, why did he have to be so sweet and… CARING… Right, like I *want* the soulless version of my best friend hanging round, uhm… I think not. But… He’s Angel.

This is strange in ways I could never have predicted and actually kinda sweet and cu… NO!! It’s not sweet, it’s sick, it’s twisted…

I’ve never felt this healthy before
I’ve never wanted something rational
I am aware now, I am aware now

Rational. It’s not sick, or twisted, it’s rational and sweet and cute and nice and sorta makes me feel fuzzy inside but… ARGH!!! What am I going to do? Oh God, he’s looking at me… He’s looking at me.

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What was she doing? Angel watched as his best friend tapped her pencil on the desk furiously, humming along to a song… A song he’d heard before by a seemingly violent young woman. Why did he think that right now CORDELIA could do a better job singing it?

“Cordelia?”

“What?” She snapped.

Oh boy, Thought Angel, What did I do?

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Nothing.” She said, folding her arms across her chest.

I didn’t forget her birthday. An anniversary of some kind? No…

“SOMETHING’S wrong…” He said tentatively.

“You knew!! And you could have told me!” She huffed.

“I knew what?”

“That you loved me!”

Angel couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. “You’re mad at me for loving you?”

“YES!”

He had to supress the laughter for fear of the pencil flying towards his heart… “Uh, why?”

“Because you didn’t tell me!”

“I tell you every day!” He said, indignantly.

“You *so* do not!”

“I *so* do. Everytime you leave to go home I yell that I love you and to take care of yourself.”

“Yeah, but you didn’t tell me that you loved me!”

“I did.” He laughed.

“Are you laughing at me?”

Angel clammed up at the fiery look in her eyes. “No…”

“It’s her fault!”

“Who’s?”

Cordelia hurled the album across the room, “She TOLD me…”

“Huh?”

“Let’s just say I had a vision…” She said, shaking her head (a vision of Angel and her kissing… Properly… *eep* And it was all nice, and sexy and kinda… hot…)

“You had a vision of Alanis Morrisette?”

“No, dumbass! She told me things!”

“Alanis Morrisette is communicating with you?”

“Angel! Stop making this all supernatural and spookified!” She yelled, frowning. “I’m trying to tell you something!”

“Then tell me!” Said Angel, wanting to laugh, wanting to take his friend into his arms and hug her…

“Well if you’d let me get a word in edgeways, I would!”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you!”

Angel had to bite his lip – hard. Cordelia Chase was accusing HIM of not letting HER say something? This was too funny…

“You big jerk! You could have told me, you loved me. And I know you did, but I’m being Miss Irational because I just found something out, so don’t interrupt!” Angel, wisely, stayed silent. “God, how could I not know? I mean, I felt it and everything…”

He felt himself beginning to warm at her words, watching her face as emotions suffused across it.

“I mean, I kissed you too! And stuff… There was always stuff. Holding me after I had a vision, which I thought was just best friend-ey type stuff but… You love me!” She accused, wagging her finger at him.

“I know!” He said, shaking his incredulously.

“Well you didn’t tell me!”

“I did!” He yelled back.

“Well I love you too!”

“Well okay then!” Angel stopped, “Woah, what?”

“I said I love you too, God, do I have to do *Everything* round here?” She grabbed him and kissed him – their mini argument over with. The kiss was just as she’d envisioned… all sexy… and hot.

When she pulled back for air, Angel looked down at her, “Cordy?”

“Mmm hmm?”

“You got all this from Alanis Morrisette?”

Cordelia nodded.

“I really think I like her.” He smiled, capturing her lips with his again…

End…

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