EPILOGUE<\/b><\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure about this Cordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour slayer made it easy.\u201d The cheerleader smiled at the Librarian. \u201cIt was a long time coming anyway. I was supposed to be on this bus like two months ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rupert Giles sighed. \u201cI still cannot believe Buffy said that to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was doing her slayer thing. It\u2019s fine Giles. She made a point. I get her. I don\u2019t like her.\u201d She shrugged. \u201cBut I get her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you absolutely certain you \u2013\u201d<\/p>\n
Rolling her eyes, Cordy shouldered her backpack filled with what little she owned. \u201cYeah Librarian man. I\u2019m sure I\u2019m not staying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Giles grinned. \u201cI meant about Angelus.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her grin melted into a glare and she poked a finger at him. \u201cDon\u2019t even. Not after you played stupid cupid with me. You know I don\u2019t like anyone pushing me and you pushed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Holding up his hands, the older man laughed. \u201cGuilty as charged. Although, I don\u2019t think you\u2019d frown upon the results.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPfft, that\u2019s just as well for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n
The girl looked up at the tender tenor of his voice.<\/p>\n
Giles smiled gently, lifting one hand to gently touch her jaw. \u201cBe safe.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her mouth widened into a dazzling smile that put the moonlight to shame and she threw her arms around him, nearly sending him toppling down under her as she squeezed him tightly. \u201cThanks Giles. For everything. I\u2019d be a bag lady without you.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was the sound of a horn behind her. Insistent and demanding.<\/p>\n
Looking over her shoulder, Cordelia watched the black ship of a car stop beside the curb. Her lips quirked when an irate vampire got out of the driver\u2019s seat and glared at them. \u201cGet your damn hands off my woman Tweedboy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dropping a kiss on Giles\u2019 cheek she pivoted and ran right into Angelus\u2019 waiting arms, the bag tossed into the back, her arms wrapping around his neck, legs looping around his torso as he caught her against him effortlessly. \u201cWhere\u2019d you mooch the wheels?\u201d<\/p>\n
Angelus smirked wickedly, his hands squeezing the ample flesh of her ass as he held her up. \u201cThey\u2019re ours baby. Enough to fit the both of us in the backseat.\u201d<\/p>\n
His lips nibbled at the pulse in her neck, inhaling her scent, wondering why the hell he left her side even for a second. A possessive growl building in his belly.<\/p>\n
\u201cCompany car. It\u2019s a Plymouth, Chase. Appreciate the sentiment. I made an investment in Angelus Investigations.\u201d<\/p>\n
Giles held back a smile as Cordelia jumped out of her lover\u2019s arms and put her hands on her hips.<\/p>\n
\u201cAngelus Investigations?! Whatever happened to equal partnership?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said this car is half yours, didn\u2019t I?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can drive it then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYours is the half with the passenger seat.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWHAT!?\u201d<\/p>\n
Giles hoped LA was ready for them.<\/p>\n
THE END<\/b><\/p>\n
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