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Title: PROMISES (1) \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/b><\/a>\"Promises\"<\/b>
\nAuthor: <\/b>Califi<\/em>
\nPosted: <\/b>15\/04\/06
\nEMAIL<\/b><\/a>
\nRating: <\/b>PG\/R–upwards
\nCategory: <\/b>Angst
\nContent: <\/b>read the fics!
\nSummary: <\/b>a second promise made voids a first with repercussions. This fic is from Darkness Within.<\/b> A Beige Angel\/Cordelia fanfic forum based at TIO.\u00a0No longer online.
\nSpoilers: <\/b>S2 Epiphany. and some of S5 BtVS (Post The Body).
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt created the characters in the Angelverse. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>Anywhere, just tell me where it’s going first.
\nNotes: <\/b>Angel went directly to see Buffy from offering his services to the FG after his Epiphany. What if the BtVS chat went differently\u2026? This question always both pissed me off and plagued me, so I decided to write it differently\u2026[warning]won\u2019t be pretty, mind.[\/ warning]
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b> To Cat<\/b>, who listened as I went through my ideas for this, so far, undefined amount of standalone vignettes- and for agreeing to Beta it (this one is unbetared, btw, as a teaser to see how it takes the interest- or not<\/i>, lol)
\nFeedback:<\/b> Would make writing so many fics all worth while<\/p>\n

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1: New Beginnings<\/b><\/p>\n

Epiphany<\/b>: “It’s okay, Wesley. I don’t want you to come back and work for me.”
\n“Oh. I see.”
\n“I wanna work for you.”
\n“You wanna work for us?”
\n“Yeah. I do.”
\n“Why?”
\n“Because I think I can help.”
\n“How do we know we can trust you?”
\n“I guess I’ll just have to earn that.”
\n<\/i><\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Entering the lobby of the dark, deserted hotel, Angel absently rubbed the back of his neck. He ached all over- but in a good way for once.<\/p>\n

Fighting a vision with Cordy Wes and Gunn after his self-enforced exile had felt like coming home.<\/p>\n

Home\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n

Looking around the unkempt lobby Angel realized he had a lot of cleaning to do to make it presentable for the others when they returned tomorrow.<\/p>\n

True, Cordy still held herself apart from the others in hesitant welcome, and each time their eyes had met, her mistrust shone brightly. But she kept the peace and that gave him hope. Hope that things would eventually work out.<\/p>\n

Angel doubted it was going to be easy. After all, He\u2019d abandoned her- his seer; his friend. And threatened her. He grimaced in shame at the recollection. He could still see the hurt that had glittered in suspiciously moist eyes as he\u2019d done so. Over a damned book, no less.<\/p>\n

The unsavory thoughts that had been in his mind at the time still hounded him: the desire for Cordy to continue to deny him the book- and the twisted wish that Wesley hadn\u2019t been around to give her reason to restrain her natural contrariness.<\/p>\n

Even now he was unsure as to what he\u2019d have done it that had been the case, but unexpected lust had reared its ugly head at the fire in those beautiful eyes. So maybe it was a good thing the other man was there after all.<\/p>\n

\u201dYou hurt my feelings..”<\/i> Angel was just glad it was only her feelings he\u2019d hurt. It could have been so much more\u2026. No. Where Cordelia chase was concerned, it definitely wasn\u2019t going to be easy.<\/p>\n

But he had time, and it would be worth it in the end to see that long lost smile on her face- aimed his way instead of the others, anyway. That still rankled more than anything.<\/p>\n

With a deep sigh, he made his way towards the maintenance cupboard, shrugging off the unreasonable jealousy over the closeness developed between Cordy and the others, deciding to get a start on the lobby and hopefully clear his head at the same tme..<\/p>\n

Pausing as he came level with the counter, he noticed that the message light blinked on the phone. For a moment, Angel considered ignoring it, then remembered the almost fatal repercussions the last time he\u2019d done that. Reaching out a hand for the button, he paused again.<\/p>\n

What if Wes had called? What if they\u2019d changed their minds? He swallowed down the lump of fear that formed in his throat at the thought, and then slowly pressed the button. Better to know now. At best it would put the immense cleaning job off for a little longer, he thought wryly.<\/p>\n

After listening attentively to the message, Angel\u2019s brow by now deeply furrowed, he finally turned off the machine and took the stairs two at a time. Ten minutes later he descended, overnight bag in one hand and car keys in the other.<\/p>\n

\n

\u201c I didn’t even start CPR until they told me. I fell apart. That’s how good I am at being a grownup.\u201d Buffy muttered with self-condemnation. Angel pulled her closer, hugging her tight.<\/p>\n

\u201cBuffy…\u201d he began softly, only to be interrupted.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd it’d be okay if it was just me I had to worry about. But Dawn…\u201d her bottom lip trembled and Buffy bit down on it.<\/p>\n

\u201cLook, it’s okay. I know you don’t feel like it now, but you are strong, Buffy. You’re gonna figure this out. And you have people to help you. You don’t have to do this alone.\u201d he reassured her.<\/p>\n

Looking up at the sky, Buffy commented, \u201cIt’s gonna be light soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

The reminder caused Angel to look up and shift slightly against the tree trunk he leaned against. \u201cI can stay in town as long as you want me.\u201d He offered after a long pause.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow’s forever? Does forever work for you?\u201d Buffy asked tremulously, turning her head to look up at him, then sighed and sat up straighter. \u201cThat’s a bad idea. I’m seriously needy right now.\u201d She added with an apologetic twist of her shiny pink lips.<\/p>\n

\u201c Let me worry about the neediness. I can handle it,\u201d he replied reassuringly, giving her another comforting squeeze.<\/p>\n

They looked at each other for a moment and then Buffy suddenly leant in and kissed him. The kiss remained soft and lingered for several seconds before he drew his head back. It had been sweet and pleasant; poignantly reminding him of things past, but the heat they once shared seemed to be missing.<\/p>\n

It had been a long night, and not exactly the time for making out sessions, Angel reasoned tiredly.<\/p>\n

Buffy rested her head against his chest and let out a soft sigh of contentment. A calm silence surrounded them for a while, and then she spoke. \u201cSo\u2026. Did you mean it? – You\u2019ll stay?\u201d she tensed in readiness for his reply, feeling his big body tighten too. Her lips pressed together as she waited for him to reel off all the reasons it was a bad idea.<\/p>\n

\u201cI meant it, yes.\u201d Angel finally replied, adding, \u201cIf that\u2019s what you want?\u201d Her nod and the tightening of her arms around his waist caused him to swallow hard as it hit him exactly what he\u2019d just committed himself to, and as she snuggled closer to him, Angel closed his eyes and silently sent out a prayer for forgiveness to his friends in LA.<\/p>\n

\n

\u201cWes?\u201d Cordy blinked sleepily up at her early morning visitor with a mix of surprise, concern and irritation. \u201cYou do realize it\u2019s only\u2026\u201d she glanced at her watch only to find a bare wrist.<\/p>\n

Oh. That was right. Wes had got her up out of her nice cosy bed at\u2026 \u201c6.30 in the morning?\u201d she added belatedly after grabbing his hand and checking the watch on his wrist.<\/p>\n

Her eyes widened with the first stirrings of alarm \u201cis everything okay?\u201d she asked anxiously, instinctively pulling him inside her apartment.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe- myself and Gunn are fine, \u201c Wes quickly reassured her, gently pulling from her tight grip and turned to close the front door. He paused a moment, forehead against the wood. The news he had the misfortune to relay ate into him. He couldn\u2019t put it off any longer.<\/p>\n

On turning back to face Cordy he was glad to at least see the anxiety brewing moments before on her sleep-flushed face had faded, now obviously purely curious as to what brought him here at such an ungodly hour.<\/p>\n

Even as she relaxed, Wes tensed as he prepared to drop the latest bombshell. \u201cCordelia\u2026\u201d Wes rubbed a weary hand over his face before catching her questioning gaze. Cautiously he continued. \u201cIt\u2019s about Angel-.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSomething\u2019s happened- what\u2019s happened?\u201d Cordy, already a little antsy, not to mention irked at being dragged out of her bed only several hours after crawling into it was immediately struck by the growing gravity in the lines of Wes\u2019 face.<\/p>\n

Everything told her it wasn\u2019t going to be good news. \u201cHe- he hasn\u2019t been staked, has he?\u201d the last word came out on a quaver as the possibility popped into her head.<\/p>\n

Angel had dropped them all off at her Apartment after the fight, and who knows what could have happened on the way back to that neglected hotel. He\u2019d made even more enemies since his turn to the Beige; especially with Wolfram & Hart.
\nHer heart hammered so hard in her chest; Cordy pressed a hand against it as she waited for a response.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo! Nothing like that. He\u2019s\u2026fine,\u201d Wes hastened to reassure her, not that surprised by Cordelia\u2019s emotional reaction to the thought. Thing may have been truly dreadful the past several months, but there was no doubting that although she was indeed furious and deeply hurt by Angel\u2019s actions, her feelings, developed over the years had merely been pushed to one side; not erased completely.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe called me about an hour ago. Unfortunately, there has been a change of, um, plans.\u201d Wes watched as her initial curiosity changed to wariness. Realizing he was still keeping her waiting- mainly due to the poke she gave his shoulder and the frown creasing her brow, Wes continued in a deliberately upbeat tone.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt looks like it\u2019s just you, Gunn and me again, Cordelia,\u201d Wes blinked and looked away for a moment on seeing the confusion growing in her eyes at his declaration and dove right into the reason for his being there.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel informed me that he was in Sunnydale.\u201d He watched as the color drained out of her face.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s with Buffy?\u201d Cordy\u2019s question sounded more like a statement of fact, but Wes nodded anyway.<\/p>\n

\u201cApparently a lot has occurred there recently, and, well,\u201d Wes scuffed the tip of his shoe into the mat he was standing on as he attempted to explain Angel\u2019s change of heart. \u201cFrom what he tells me, Buffy needs him with her.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe- he\u2019s staying there? For good?\u201d when Wes cleared his throat and shuffled awkwardly on the spot Cordy added tightly. \u201cHe\u2019s not coming back, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt doesn\u2019t seem that way.\u201d Wes finally managed to articulate. All the air seemed to whoosh from her body at his confirmation.<\/p>\n

He mutely watched as Cordy rubbed her hands over her face, fingers pressing against trembling lips, he noted poignantly, before dropping her arms and looking up at him with frighteningly blank eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, it\u2019s a good job we didn\u2019t give up our office space then, isn\u2019t it?\u201d she threw him a blinding smile, \u201cSince you\u2019re here, I might as well put the kettle on. Tea?\u201d she asked with forced brightness and turned away to stride purposely towards the kitchen.<\/p>\n

Wes made his way to one of the easy chairs in her lounge and almost collapsed into it as he listened to Cordy potter away in her kitchen; the sounds for once not that soothing as he heard the opening and closing of cupboard doors and water pouring into the kettle.<\/p>\n

So much for new beginnings. His lips twisted into a mirthless smile. Strangely enough, Wes wasn\u2019t as surprised as he thought he\u2019d be that Angel had once again let them down. He glanced over to the kitchen door. But Cordelia\u2026<\/p>\n

At that moment, Wes doubted he could ever forgive the vampire with the supposed soul for breaking Cordelia just that little bit more.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood riddance,\u201d he muttered under his breath, reminding himself that he still had to contact Gunn. Another one of the group he doubted would be surprised either.<\/p>\n

…<\/b>PROMISES 2: Regrets<\/a>.<\/b><\/p>\n

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