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Part 26<\/b>: Two Great Heroes Meet on a Field of Battle and Recognize Their Mutual Fate<\/em><\/p>\n

Angel turned the car off, smiling at Cordelia as she checked her hair in the mirror. All the evil law firms, scary prophecies, and unexpected pregnancies in the world wouldn\u2019t make Cordelia any less Cordy. And she was his.<\/p>\n

It was still too new, too bright and shiny to feel real yet. But that was okay. It was kind of nice, the shaky way everything seemed out of a dream right now. Because he had dreamed this. Him and her, coming home after a night out together. Cruising down the highway in his car, top down, her hand on his thigh and his occasionally reaching to caress her cheek. They would pull into the hotel and he would be Mister Smooth, cracking jokes and having her wait in her seat while he went around and\u2026<\/p>\n

Oh shit, she\u2019s already getting out of the car!!!<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cWoah, wait,\u201d he hurriedly called out. She glanced over at him, perplexed, but he just smiled. Then he opened his door, raced around the car, and with an exaggerated flourish, pulled open her door and offered his hand to her. As she placed her hand in his, she bit her lip, blushing, offering him a glimpse of the softer, shier side of Cordelia, the one few got to see. He helped her out of the convertible and for a moment they just stood there, inches apart, her hand still in his.<\/p>\n

\u201cI shouldn\u2019t get used to that, should I?\u201d Cordelia finally said, in a light-hearted voice.<\/p>\n

He could lie, but honestly, how often would they even be in the car alone together? First of all there was Connor and Angel also couldn\u2019t picture any of the other members of AI waiting patiently in the back seat for him to run around the car and open the passenger side door for Cordy. \u201cProbably not,\u201d he told her with a rueful grin.<\/p>\n

Luckily his honesty didn\u2019t throw her. She laughed and then, keeping his hand in hers, started to walk towards the hotel. Two feet before the door, she stopped. Since they were still joined, Angel stopped too, looking quizzically at her.<\/p>\n

Cordelia turned to face him. This was the man she loved and also her best friend and being with him was wonderful and comfortable but still a bit\u2026new. And she wasn\u2019t entirely sure how to proceed. She turned to face him, freeing his hand and reaching up to fuss with the collar of his button down shirt. Finally, she looked up and met his eyes. \u201cSoooo, how do we do this?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n

Angel smirked. \u201cWelll,\u201d he drawled, reaching around her lower back to pull her closer, \u201cit goes a little something like this.\u201d And then he was leaning down and \u2013<\/p>\n

\u201cWoah there cowboy,\u201d Cordy said, putting her fingers over his descending lips. \u201cNot how do we do THAT. I know we know how to do THAT. I meant, are we, uh, do we announce something, or, I don\u2019t know, do you wanna do the secret love thing for a while?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel sighed but kept his arms around Cordy. \u201cCordelia. Two hours ago you told the entire Scooby Gang that you were in love with me. I think the secret\u2019s out.\u201d<\/p>\n

Secretly overjoyed that Angel didn\u2019t feel the need to hide what they now were from anyone, Cordelia\u2019s usually ever-present confidence returned. Even though I\u2019m not entirely sure what we are now.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I\u2019m glad you feel like telling them. It\u2019s probably a really good idea. Especially considering the fact that they\u2019re gonna see that thing on your neck and guess what happened anyway,\u201d she told him.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat thing,\u201d Angel practically shrieked, running his hand rapidly over his entire neck region.<\/p>\n

Cordy ran her tongue over her lips. Angel with a hickey was incredibly funny and after the weekend she had just had, she deserved a good laugh. \u201cHere,\u201d she told him, reaching into her purse, fishing out her compact and handing it too him. He stared at it blankly. \u201cFlip it open,\u201d she admonished.God he\u2019s slow sometimes.<\/i><\/p>\n

Angel opened the compact, saw the mirror and gave her a pained look. Ohhhhh, right, vampires and mirrors. Forgot about that one. Okay, maybe I\u2019m a little slow sometimes too. <\/i>\u201cSorry, my bad,\u201d she said. \u201cIt\u2019s a hickey.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou gave me a hickey.\u201d It was half question and half incredulous statement. Cordy couldn\u2019t tell how he felt about it. And ambiguous Angel, that\u2019s never good.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d she admitted. \u201cSorry. Believe me, I\u2019m not proud of it. You usually grow out of the whole hickey business around the time you get your braces off. I guess I\u2014 Wait, why do you look so absurdly happy about this?\u201d Halfway through her hurried apology Angel had started in with the great big dorky smile.<\/p>\n

Immediately he tried (unsuccessfully) to hide his grin. \u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d he mumbled. \u201cI like it. I think the demon in me is really getting off on you marking me. Sort of claiming me as your own.\u201d Angel rushed on, ignoring her quiet giggles. \u201cAnd the man in me, well, it just seems very boyfriend-girlfriendy.\u201d There <\/i>he thought. Cordy\u2019s gonna love the way I\u2019m opening up. Really sharing stuff with her. Private stuff.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cBoyfriend-girlfriendy?\u201d she exclaimed. \u201cYeah, maybe if we were in eighth grade and you acquired that during an intense game of Seven Minutes in Heaven.\u201d And then she started laughing.<\/p>\n

Angel waited a minute for the giggles to stop. Then he had to ask. \u201cSeven minutes in heaven?\u201d Up her eyebrows shot, like she was amazed he didn\u2019t know. Sometimes Cordelia seemed to forget that he had been around for 250 years. That was a hell of a lot of trends to keep up with.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, you know,\u201d Cordy said, trying to swallow the last of her laughter. \u201cTwo people locked in a closet for seven minutes. You figure it out.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel looked at her appraisingly. \u201cOh. So is that what you were doing in the closet all the time with Xander?\u201d he teased.<\/p>\n

Cordy made the \u201cUghhh\u201d noise and swatted playfully at his chest.<\/p>\n

\u201cWow, testy,\u201d Angel said, smirking. \u201cJust what did you two do when you were alone together in the closet?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI am so not telling you that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy not,\u201d Angel whined. \u201cCordy, it\u2019s important for people in love to open up and share things.\u201d She looked at him oddly. \u201cWhat, I heard it last week on \u2018Oprah.\u2019 Dr. Phil is surprisingly insightful.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFine,\u201d Cordy huffed, deciding she wasn\u2019t even going to discuss why Angel had been watching \u201cOprah.\u201d \u201cIf you feel like sharing is so important, how about you tell me what you did to pay the Furies for their services?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel gulped. \u201cAh, you know what, couples really shouldn\u2019t share that much.\u201d He reached for the door, prepared to rush inside if Cordy kept asking. He looked at her and noticed that her whole face had lit up. \u201cWhat?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that what we are?\u201d she asked, haltingly, as if she were unsure. \u201cI mean, are we a couple?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel took his arm off the door and brought it back around her. He leaned down and looked directly into her eyes. \u201cWe are whatever you want us to be.\u201d And then he kissed her, because they were so close, and when your faces are that close and you love each other, it\u2019s pretty much unwritten law that you should kiss.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis feels very coupley,\u201d Cordy murmured into Angel\u2019s mouth.<\/p>\n

\u201cMmmm, I haven\u2019t felt this coupley in a long time,\u201d Angel replied, before diving back into her mouth.<\/p>\n

All of the sudden, the front door was flung open.<\/p>\n

\u201cHey guys,\u201d Xander called behind him, before he actually saw who was standing there, \u201cChinese is here\u2014Holy world\u2019s colliding Batman!\u201d He seemed to freeze in shock. Angel and Cordelia disengaged from each other\u2019s arms and waited for Xander to say more. But it seemed, for once, as if he had been rendered speechless. It was indeed a day for miracles.<\/p>\n

Finally Cordelia just strolled into the hotel past Xander, not feeling the need to say anything to her ex. Angel, on the other hand, was surprisingly cheerful.<\/p>\n

\u201cHey Xan,\u201d he boomed, walking in and slapping Xander on the back (and almost knocking the guy down in the process). Angel kept walking and headed for the stairs, anxious to check on his son.<\/p>\n

Xander still stood at the open door. \u201cXan?\u201d he said quietly to himself. Angel, no, Deadboy, Deadboy hadn\u2019t just called him Xander, had he? \u201cXan?\u201d he repeated.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I\u2019m Ping.\u201d Xander blinked and noticed the Chinese food delivery guy was now standing right in front of him. \u201cThat will be $49. 23.\u201d<\/p>\n

While Xander handled the food, Cordelia was being fawned over in the lobby by Fred and Gunn. They smothered her in hugs and insisted on seeing her stitches. Gunn actually offered to make her tea, while Fred gave her a sticker, because \u201cthat\u2019s what my momma always did when I was brave.\u201d They generally avoided the fact that the last time they had seen her she was sprinting out to the cab with tears streaming down her face. And she loved them for it.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo,\u201d Cordelia asked, leaning on the counter, \u201cwhy, exactly, is Willow standing there staring at the door to the basement?\u201d<\/p>\n

Xander, walking up and placing a mountain of Chinese food on the counter, answered her question. \u201cIt\u2019s not so much a long story as it is a story I\u2019d rather not talk about.\u201d He shuddered. \u201cOr think about.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eager to find out what was going on, Cordelia walked over to where Willow stood. For a moment, she just stared at the door, but not seeing anything out of the ordinary, she finally tapped the girl on the shoulder. \u201cHey. What exactly are we looking at?\u201d Cordy asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh I\u2019m not looking at anything,\u201d Willow said matter-of-factly. \u201cI\u2019m listening.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, then what are we listening to?\u201d Cordy asked. Suddenly, from the basement, came a series of banging noises. Then one loud crash. And something that sounded an awful lot like glass breaking. \u201cWhat the hell was that?\u201d Willow didn\u2019t answer. Then from the bowels of the basement came a moan. \u201cIt sounds like someone\u2019s in pain.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cActually, that one sounded like someone in fun,\u201d Fred corrected from the lobby, through a mouthful of Hunan Shrimp. She considered herself something of an expert.<\/p>\n

\u201cWillow, what is going on down there,\u201d Cordy asked, starting to get frustrated.<\/p>\n

\u201cBuffy and Spike,\u201d Willow told her, still not looking away from the door. \u201cIt was yelling for the first hour or so. Now, it\u2019s just\u2014\u201d BANG.<\/p>\n

\u201cBanging?\u201d Cordy said, eyes going wide with shock.<\/p>\n

\u201cPart of me is all, I hope it means what I think it means,\u201d Willow admitted. \u201cBut the other part of me\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoesn\u2019t want to think about what it means,\u201d Cordy filled in.<\/p>\n

\u201cExactly. I think I might do the denial thing for a while,\u201d Willow said sheepishly.<\/p>\n

\u201cHey,\u201d said Cordy, encouraging. \u201cA little healthy denial never hurt anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSweetie, the last thing this little group needs is more denial,\u201d came a voice from above. Walking downstairs with Dawn, Lorne continued. \u201cYou\u2019re looking better Miss Chase. Why you\u2019re positively *glowing*. Please tell me I didn\u2019t just leave the baby upstairs with an evil vampire.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease,\u201d Cordelia snorted. \u201cDid you see what he was wearing? He definitely still has a soul.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHey Cordelia,\u201d Dawn said, beckoning Cordy over. \u201cGuess what. Lorne read my aura. He says I\u2019m the only one here with an ounce of sense. And he\u2019s going to help me pick a song to do for the talent show.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh sweetie, that\u2019s great. You know, I sang in the talent show when I was your age,\u201d Cordy bragged.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, um,\u201d Dawn lowered her voice and leaned toward Cordelia. \u201cListen, you might want to tell Angel that showing off a nasty suck mark on your neck like it\u2019s a prize, well, it\u2019s not really hickey etiquette.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia giggled. \u201cI tried. God, he\u2019s such a dork.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve always had a soft spot for the dorks.\u201d Cordy and Dawn turned to see who had added the commentary. There, in the doorway to the basement, stood a very rumpled looking slayer.<\/p>\n

\u201cBuffy,\u201d Cordelia drawled evenly. It\u2019s okay. She\u2019s not going to kill me. She can\u2019t kill humans. OH shit. Only half human. Does that mean she\u2019s allowed to beat me up a whole lot, but not kill me? Or what, can she only kill me a little? I really need to get a look at the Slayer Rule Book one of these days.<\/i><\/p>\n

Buffy strolled over to where her sister and Cordelia stood. It took every ounce of willpower Cordy had not to take any steps backward. She did make sure to pinpoint the nearest emergency exit. Just as a precaution.<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia, I was wondering if I could talk to you. Outside?\u201d Buffy asked. Dawn tactfully went over to get some food, leaving the two women to talk.<\/p>\n

\u201cOutside,\u201d Cordy stammered. \u201cAlone outside? Where one can cause all sorts of pain under the cloak of darkness?\u201d Damn. I sound all stammery and afraid. Like Fred. No, not like Fred. Oh Christ. I sound like Xander.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, outside,\u201d Buffy said. Unlike Cordelia, she seemed calmer than ever.<\/p>\n

\u201cUm, okay. Great. Let\u2019s go.\u201d Both women started heading over to the doors to the courtyard. All of the sudden, Cordy got an idea. \u201cHey, you go ahead. I\u2019ll be right behind you.\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

When Cordy came outside a couple of minutes later, Buffy was sitting on a bench directly across from the door. When the Slayer got a good look at Cordelia, who had come outside, crossbow in hand, she gave a sharp, dry chuckle.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re going to shoot me?\u201d Buffy asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh. No. I mean, only if I have to,\u201d Cordy said. \u201cThis is for when you attack me. You are the Chosen One Buffy. I think I deserve something to even the odds.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia,\u201d Buffy said with a sigh, \u201cI didn\u2019t bring you out here to beat you up.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo?\u201d Cordy said, cautiously sitting down next to the slayer\u2014but making sure the crossbow was still in reach.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo. I came to do something much less fun. I, well I owe you explanations and apologies. I came way too close to hitting you and I said things about you that were untrue and out of line.\u201d<\/p>\n

Trying to be generous, Cordy told Buffy, \u201cWhat you said wasn\u2019t that bad.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt got worse after you left.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh. Well in that case\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy cleared her throat. \u201cI also need to thank you,\u201d she ground out. \u201cFor taking a hit that was meant to for me. And more importantly, for saying things that needed to be said.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBeing a tactless bitch, you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHey, it\u2019s not the first time that your patented Queen C charm has been able to give me a reality check when no one else could,\u201d Buffy told her.<\/p>\n

Cordelia didn\u2019t know what to make of that. \u201cI do what I can,\u201d she replied.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou do. You do so much. You\u2019ve done so much.\u201d For a moment, Buffy stopped. She didn\u2019t enjoy saying this, but it had to be said. Even though it was seriously making her stomach hurt. One of these days being so honorable is going to give me an ulcer. <\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve accepted all this pain. You\u2019ve got the mothering thing down pat. And you seem to work the demon thing pretty well too.\u201d Buffy forged on. \u201cAnd you\u2019ve made Angel so very very happy.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia flashed that brilliant smile and wonder of wonders, Buffy smiled back. Then all of the sudden Buffy frowned. \u201cYou haven\u2019t made him TOO happy, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh no,\u201d Cordy assured her quickly. \u201cNo, no happy-happyness.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cKay. Just checking.\u201d<\/p>\n

Feeling better about where this little chat was going, Cordy relaxed her grip on the crossbow and laid it on the ground at her feet.<\/p>\n

\u201cBuffy,\u201d Cordy said, \u201care you okay with this? I mean, I could tell, when you came here\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat I wanted Angel and I to refresh our memories?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo to speak.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy gave an almost embarrassed laugh. \u201cYeah. I thought I did want the two of us to, I don\u2019t know, be what we were. I think I was just looking for someone to cling to.\u201d She sighed. \u201cSomeone that wasn\u2019t Spike.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, yeah, how, um, how\u2019s that going by the way,\u201d Cordy asked, trying not to laugh at the memory of the noises coming from the basement.<\/p>\n

Buffy mock-glared at her, but for once it seemed like there was no real venom behind her eyes. \u201cCordelia, Spike heard you and Willow. I know you two were hanging out by the door to the basement.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, yes, we\u2019re eavesdroppers. Big shock there. And yes, we heard the noises and assumed that you two were\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh we were,\u201d Buffy announced with a broad smile. \u201cTwice.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cStop,\u201d Cordy said, holding her hand up as if that would prevent Buffy from sharing anymore.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere are times when being with a vampire comes in very handy,\u201d Buffy added, once she saw how much Cordelia DIDN\u2019T want to hear.<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, so don\u2019t want to go there.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy continued. \u201cObviously there\u2019s the 100 plus years of experience.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease. I beg you. Stop talking.\u201d<\/p>\n

She went on, seemingly oblivious to Cordy\u2019s pleas. \u201cThe super strength is fun too.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNooooo,\u201d Cordy cried out, putting her hands over her ears like a five year old. \u201cThis is gross.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy smiled wickedly. And now for the grand finale. <\/i>\u201cAnd you know Cordelia, vampires don\u2019t need to breath.\u201d She threw in an eyebrow wiggle, for effect.<\/p>\n

Cordy shot up out of her seat like a rocket and started pacing. \u201cThank you. Thank you very much. I will never be able to train down there again. The mental pictures will haunt me for eternity.\u201d All of the sudden she stopped walking and looked over at Buffy. They both burst out laughing.<\/p>\n

As soon as they realized that they were laughing, that they were both laughing, that they were LAUGHING TOGETHER, they stopped. And frowned. Cordy started in with the pacing again and Buffy put her head between her legs, like she was dizzy.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh God,\u201d Cordy said, clearly distressed. \u201cWe\u2019re going to end up being friends, aren\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not any happier about it than you are,\u201d Buffy said between deep even breaths. The idea of being buddies with this woman was more terrifying than those swim team monsters. She sat up. \u201cMaybe, maybe it won\u2019t be so bad. I live two hours away. I\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Cordy cut her off. \u201cThat won\u2019t help. I can see me calling you. Late night three hour conversation calls.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy groaned. Because she could picture it too. Curled up on the couch, eating everything in sight, and laughing hysterically while talking on the phone with the devil himself\u2014err, herself.<\/i><\/p>\n

Cordelia wasn\u2019t finished. \u201cPlus I\u2019ve gotten way more into email. I need to get your address. We\u2019ve started taking all these digital pics of Connor\u2014you\u2019re gonna love them.\u201d<\/p>\n

That was it then. They would be friends. Probably never best friends. In some ways, they were too similar to be that close. But they would be friends. It was inevitable. Both women looked somewhat pale and more than a little nauseous at that conclusion.<\/p>\n

Buffy still needed to make sure that her earlier point had been made.<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia. I am sorry. I\u2019m sorry you heard me say all those things, I\u2019m sorry for the meaner things you didn\u2019t hear me say, and I\u2019m even sorrier because none of them were true. I know that, and so do Willow and Xander.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBuffy, I know I\u2019m not everyone\u2019s favorite person, it\u2019s not big de\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo. It is a big deal Cordelia. You\u2019ve been there from the beginning. Do you realize that? I don\u2019t think I did until I sat down and thought about it. And however much fun you and I had pretending to hate each other, was there ever a time when one of us needed something and the other said no?\u201d It was nice, super mature compliment. Buffy had never been prouder of herself. And Cordelia, well, she was staring at her like she had two heads.<\/p>\n

Finally Cordy smirked. \u201cWow. Buffy. All that basement-Spike-lovin certainly has made you\u2026well, nice.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHey, I\u2019m not the only one who\u2019s considerably mellower. Could the new improved Cordy have anything to do with the hickey I heard Dawn talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m taking the fifth on that one,\u201d Cordy pronounced as solemnly as she could while trying to control her beaming smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, since clearly there was neck suckage, I hope I can assume that Angel\u2019s talk with you went well.\u201d With Buffy\u2019s veiled question, Cordy lost control of the smile and out it came. Cordelia\u2019s cheeks took on a rosy blush and it was beautiful. Buffy had never seen Cordelia in love before. It was better than she had ever looked with expensive cosmetics and high-fashion outfits.<\/p>\n

\u201cI never saw you smile like that in Sunnydale,\u201d Buffy said without thinking. \u201cI barely saw Angel smile at all\u2014I\u2019m starting to wonder what the hell we did besides talk about the world ending and make out angstily. You\u2019re good for each other.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordy shot a questioning glance at the slayer. \u201cWas that you giving me your blessing or something?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah. I kinda think it was,\u201d Buffy told her. Both girls stared at each other uncomfortably.<\/p>\n

Cordelia cleared her throat. \u201cOkay, so clearly, the warm fuzzies don\u2019t really work on us.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh no they don\u2019t,\u2019 Buffy said, vigorously nodding her head.<\/p>\n

Having reached that agreement, both girls stood and headed back inside.<\/p>\n

Part 27<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

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