{"id":5325,"date":"2015-07-15T11:11:36","date_gmt":"2015-07-15T10:11:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=5325"},"modified":"2015-07-15T11:33:20","modified_gmt":"2015-07-15T10:33:20","slug":"blinded-with-love-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/15\/blinded-with-love-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Blinded with Love. 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a><b>Title: Blinded with Love<\/b>\u00a0 \u00a0<\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/Blinded-with-Love.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-53\" src=\"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/Blinded-with-Love-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"BBL ficpic\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/Blinded-with-Love-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/Blinded-with-Love.jpg 500w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><a><br \/>\n<b>Author: <\/b>Lysa<br \/>\n<b>Posted: <\/b>06\/03<br \/>\n<b>Rating: <\/b>NC-17<br \/>\n<b><\/b><\/a><b><a href=\"mailto:lysawhitmore@aol.com\">Email<\/a><\/b><br \/>\n<b>Category: <\/b>Smut, Humor<br \/>\n<b>Content: <\/b>C\/A<br \/>\n<b>Summary: <\/b>Cordelia ends up under Angel\u2019s care after she is blinded by a spell.<br \/>\n<b>Spoilers: <\/b>BtVS: S1.3 The Witch<br \/>\n<b>Disclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon &amp; David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.<br \/>\n<b>Distribution: <\/b>Anywhere, but please let me know<br \/>\n<b>Notes: <\/b><br \/>\n<b>Thanks\/Dedication:<\/b><br \/>\n<b>Feedback:<\/b> Want it, love it, need it.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI\u2019m blind!\u201d Cordelia felt a pair of small hands helping her to her feet. \u201cOh, God! I can\u2019t see a thing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Buffy wasn\u2019t sure what was happening, except that Cordelia had driven through the school fence in the Driver\u2019s Ed car taking Mr. Poole and her fellow students with her. She darted out of the car arms flailing helplessly in front of her directly into the path of a Mack truck.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Only Buffy\u2019s enhanced Slayer speed and a quick acrobatic move saved the brunette.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">At the nurse\u2019s office, the school RN was frankly puzzled by the white haze that appeared over the teenager\u2019s eyes. It seemed to be fading leaving Cordelia with normally looking eyes, but she remained unable to see.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Buffy had her own suspicions. This seemed magical rather than natural. Something weird was going on and Cordelia was obviously the target of someone\u2019s scheme.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Figuring Cordelia Chase probably had a lot of enemies, Buffy had to narrow down the list to the ones that might have something recent to complain about. Amy Madison was the most likely candidate since she was vying for one of the cheerleader positions and bitchy Cordelia was a probable shoo-in.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Considering the spontaneous combustion of one of the girls at the cheerleader tryouts, it was possible that these two events were related.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The school nurse explained that they would have to notify Cordelia\u2019s parents and that she needed to see her physician today.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cMy parents are in Europe,\u201d Cordelia told her. \u201cThey might be in Paris or London right now. Is it Thursday? Maybe it was Lisbon.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cOh,\u201d the nurse seemed put out. \u201cWho else do we have listed for an emergency contact?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia shrugged. She couldn\u2019t think of anybody except maybe Harmony\u2019s parents and that would not be a good thing. Whatever this was, she did not want the whole school talking about it. Cordy figured she could handle the driving through the fence situation with a story or two.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Sitting next to Cordelia, Buffy let out a long sigh. \u201cCordelia can stay at my house until my mom can talk to her parents.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cGood! That\u2019s good. Shall I contact your mother now?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNo,\u201d Buffy hastened to say. \u201cI\u2019ll deal.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Leading Cordelia out of the nurse\u2019s office, Buffy kept a hand on her elbow. \u201cTake it slow so you don\u2019t trip over anything. It\u2019s the end of the day, so we can head straight to Giles.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cTo the library?\u201d That made no sense. \u201cI thought you were going to take me to my doctor.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The school librarian, Rupert Giles, was rather curious about Cordelia\u2019s condition. Buffy seemed to believe that he would be able to find a cure. Cordy knew that Buffy Summers was way strange. Just look at the weirdness at the Bronze the other night where those ugly guys from those rival gangs were fighting for turf.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Buffy *knew* them.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Now she was talking to the librarian about her sudden blindness. Cordelia figured he was the faculty for Buffy\u2019s little Crime Club or whatever after-school activity kept Xander Harris, Willow Rosenberg and Buffy closeted up in the library for hours at a time. They were into such gross things. Buffy was all into looking at the extreme dead guy found in Aura\u2019s locker.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cMr. Giles, are you sure you shouldn\u2019t take me to the Emergency Room?\u201d Cordelia called out in the direction she last heard his voice.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">From another side of the room the Englishman spoke, \u201cThey can\u2019t help you. I believe that your affliction is mystical. Likely a result of magick very akin to voodoo.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cHuh?\u201d Cordelia could not see his face to tell whether he was joking or not, but the man certainly sounded serious. \u201cDid you say voodoo?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cMy research has thus far proved fruitless,\u201d Giles revealed. \u201cI can find no specific spell that brings on such sudden blindness. Considering the information Buffy provided about Amy Madison, I think we should look to her.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cKlutzy Amy? The one who nearly blew my cheerleader tryout?\u201d Cordelia was suddenly believing the girl was responsible. \u201cShe is *so* jealous of me. Are you saying she\u2019s\u2014 a witch?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cQuite possibly.\u201d Giles insisted upon looking through a few more books, but found nothing helpful. \u201cIf it is what I think, the only way to end the spell is to destroy the source.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAmy?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNo. There would be a doll representing Cordelia.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Finally, Giles offered to drive them to Cordelia\u2019s house. \u201cI can only drop you off. I\u2014 have something I need to do tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThat\u2019s great,\u201d Buffy thanked him. \u201cSaves us walking. I don\u2019t have my license yet or a car and the buses don\u2019t run that frequently at this time of day. It was already past six o\u2019clock and sunset would soon be upon them.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Giles let them off at the gate to the Chase estate. Cordelia held onto Buffy\u2019s elbow and instructed her on the correct code to enter. Once inside, they headed up to Cordelia\u2019s side of the mansion to collect some things for her to stay overnight at the Summer\u2019s house.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNice house, Cordelia,\u201d admitted Buffy gazing around at the rich furnishings. Still, it seemed awfully big and empty. Shouldn\u2019t a house this size have lots of servants. \u201cWhere is everybody?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThere is only Rosaria and me,\u201d Cordy told her. \u201cMy parents don\u2019t keep a lot of servants around when they\u2019re out of town.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cRosaria?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThe housekeeper. She comes in and keeps things going.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cDoes she live here?\u201d Buffy wondered if this Rosaria could keep an eye on Cordelia instead of having to drag her home to her house. It was going to be time to patrol soon and Buffy needed to get rid of\u2014 uh, get Cordelia settled before then.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNo. She goes home at six,\u201d Cordelia explained. \u201cWe probably just missed her.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Buffy drooled a bit as she walked into Cordelia\u2019s bedroom closet. It was almost the size of a small room and filled with designer clothes. Trying not to sound jealous, she talked to Cordelia about shopping. It seemed a safe subject for the two of them. Soon, Buffy had gathered the clothes and personal items that Cordy needed to bring with her placing them all into a gym bag.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThis should be good for a night or two.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI hope this doesn\u2019t last longer than that,\u201d Cordelia looked horrified at the thought. \u201cAre you sure I don\u2019t need to go to the ER?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAlmost positive.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThat is *so* not reassuring!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">They called a cab to take them back to Buffy\u2019s house. They waited and waited until finally, Buffy suggested that they walk. She needed to patrol. Not that she was trying to give herself extra time to run into the mysterious guy who gave her jewelry and cryptic warnings, but if she accidentally found him following her\u2014 that wouldn\u2019t be so bad.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWe\u2019ll take the shortcut.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia was agog. \u201cYou plan to drag a blind girl through Sunnydale Park after dark?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNo,\u201d Buffy answered. \u201cI was gonna take you through Restfield Cemetery. If we cut down the middle it will take almost fifteen minutes off. We\u2019ll be closer to main street then and can grab a cab or hoof it over to my house.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThe cemetery!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYeah. No big.\u201d Buffy shrugged then realized the brunette couldn\u2019t see it. \u201cI\u2019ll keep you safe.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhy do I get the feeling this is not a good idea?\u201d Cordelia grew up here in Sunnydale. It was common knowledge that ruffians hung out in the cemeteries after dark. \u201cTwo hotties strolling through gang-infested territory. We should just post the \u2018victim here\u2019 signs right now.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">With a sigh of frustration, Buffy tried to convince her, \u201cNothing will happen that I can\u2019t handle.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYou may have a black-belt, Miss Karate Girl, but I can\u2019t even see much less defend myself. Unless\u2014 you\u2019re planning to meet one of the gang that terrorized the Bronze.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat? Is that what everyone is saying?\u201d Buffy still couldn\u2019t believe that nobody realized the attackers were vampires. \u201cSunnydale is full of blind idiots\u2014 no offense.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cBlonde idiots?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI didn\u2019t realize the spell affected your hearing, too,\u201d Buffy\u2019s mouth twisted into a wry smile realizing that she had walked right into that one.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia caved into Buffy\u2019s ranting since there was still no sign of the cab arriving. They headed off in the direction of Restfield Cemetery with Buffy carrying Cordy\u2019s gym bag and leading her along the sidewalk.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">About ten minutes into their journey, Buffy\u2019s Slayer senses quirked at the sensation that there was potential danger nearby.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cShh!\u201d Buffy hushed Cordelia who had been talking her ear off ever since they left the mansion. Picking up the pace, they were walking faster. \u201cI think we\u2019re being followed.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Whispering furiously, Cordelia ranted, \u201cI told you this was stupid.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Buffy stopped suddenly, pulling the brunette to a halt next to her. Glancing around, she saw no sight of trouble. She just felt that someone was watching. \u201cI know you\u2019re out there.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Letting out a hiss, Cordelia demanded she be quiet. \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ignoring the cheerleader, Buffy continued to scan the perimeter. Then a familiar form stepped from the shadows. \u201cIt\u2019s Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAn angel?\u201d Responding in confusion, she could only wonder if that was the nickname of Buffy\u2019s scummy gang-member boyfriend or something as otherworldly as the spell she was under. \u201cOf the heavenly variety?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNot quite,\u201d an amused male voice sounded in front of them.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Despite the fact that she could not see him, Cordelia experienced a strange shiver along her spine at the sound of his voice. He didn\u2019t sound like a scummy gang-member, but then again he had only said two words\u2014 and he was hanging out near the cemetery.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">That could not be good. If he was one of those guys from the Bronze, Cordelia wasn\u2019t about to let him intimidate the blind girl.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cToo bad. I was hoping you were a Guardian Angel. We could use one about now,\u201d she quipped while tagging on a mega-watt smile.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Entranced by that smile, Angel found himself staring. A stunning beauty, the brunette\u2019s fit frame had curves that wouldn\u2019t quit and legs that went on forever. The long waves of her chestnut hair fell loosely beyond her shoulders looking so soft and touchable that he got the urge to bury his hands in it. At least until he moved on to cup those luscious breasts.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He imagined burying his face in the cleavage her top just hinted at. Not like he needed to come up for air.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Raising his gaze back to her face, Angel finally realized that while she was turned in his direction her gaze wasn\u2019t really focused on him. It seemed to shift around as if trying to pinpoint his location. Slowly, it came to him that the girl was blind and he felt a burst of feeling in his chest at the realization. To be so beautiful and not be able to see it\u2014 that was a tragedy.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cIf you need a Guardian Angel, I\u2019ll volunteer for the position for tonight. Where are you ladies headed?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cMy house,\u201d Buffy answered still frowning. Catching herself pouting at the attention he had garnished upon Cordelia, she made an effort to pull her lower lip back into place. \u201cWe don\u2019t need help, but feel free to tag along.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She started moving only to realize that she left Cordelia behind when the other girl called out her name. \u201cBuffy? Hello\u2014 blind person here.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A hand was instantly at her elbow to lead her safely forward, but it did not belong to the petite blonde. The hand was large, strong and decidedly male. Cordelia felt his arm brush against hers and got the impression that he was tall.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThanks,\u201d she gazed into the darkness wishing she could tell if this tall guy was as scary ugly as the other gang-members Buffy seemed to know. \u201cYour name is\u2014 Angel?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He nodded, and then realized that she couldn\u2019t see it. \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI\u2019m Cordelia.\u201d Best not to mention she was a Chase. That might flash a few dollar signs around this potentially dangerous man, even if he did go around volunteering as Guardian Angel to blind girls and blonde weirdoes.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Within a couple of minutes after that Angel knew that she was a cheerleader at Sunnydale High School, loved dancing at the Bronze and was recently blind due to a spell cast by a jealous witch.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cBut it\u2019s only temporary,\u201d Cordelia assured him. \u201cThat\u2019s what Mr. Giles says.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThe Watcher,\u201d Angel connected the name.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThe what? He\u2019s a librarian.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel glanced over at Buffy who gave him a silent warning. Cordelia did not know anything about her status as a Slayer, but Buffy found it interesting that Angel obviously knew about Watchers and Slayers.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He knew the drill. He\u2019d been trailing after her during the past week or so keeping an eye on her Slaying duties. Hinting at upcoming trouble as if he had an inside scoop.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cUh\u2014 librarians watch their books,\u201d Angel rushed to fill the void.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia rolled her eyes. \u201cDon\u2019t be a dumbass! Is Watcher the title you\u2019ve given Mr. Giles as the head of the Crime Club? I know Buffy and her little cronies have something going on with him in the library. They try to keep it secret, but I am just too observant for that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Buffy and Angel exchanged another look. The blonde cupped her hand over her mouth trying not to laugh at Cordelia\u2019s conclusions. Changing the subject, Angel offered to carry the gym bag that Buffy had over her shoulder.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cLet me carry that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A guardian angel *and* a gentleman? Impressed, Cordelia figured that he was no ordinary scummy gang-member. Had to be the leader of the gang. Unless, \u201cAre you in the Crime Club, too?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNot directly.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cryptic much? Cordy never realized how much a person\u2019s face gave away until now. \u201cHmm.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">They were halfway through the cemetery when Buffy sensed danger. Before she could say anything, Angel\u2019s head turned to look to their right catching movement amongst the gravestones.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cBuffy\u2014,\u201d he started to issue a warning, but the Slayer was aware of the problem.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cStay back, Angel,\u201d Buffy gave him a nod toward Cordelia. \u201cI need to take care of this. If I\u2019m not back in five minutes, would you make sure Cordelia stays safe?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel nodded.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia had no clue what was going on except that she seemed to be leaving her with this Angel guy. \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cUh\u2014 she\u2019s already gone.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cThat girl has a lot of nerve dragging me into a cemetery and just leaving me with you\u2014<br \/>\nsome stranger.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYou can trust me,\u201d Angel promised and the truth of his words carried to her ears. \u201cI\u2019ll never let anything harm you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cSo what now?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWe wait five minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">About three minutes later, the Slayer reappeared outside the crypt she had entered. Its steel door had been broken off the hinges. Immediately following her into the open was a large red and black demon with a horned browline and spiky fur lining its back and haunches.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Even from this distance Angel knew that Buffy needed help.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat\u2019s that growling sound?\u201d Cordelia asked. \u201cDid Buffy find a big dog? Is that why she ran off\u2014 to catch it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cSort of.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cCordelia, I need you to sit here,\u201d Angel gently pushed her down onto a tombstone. \u201cDon\u2019t move. I have to help Buffy with that de\u2014 dog.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Sitting blindly, Cordelia could do nothing except await their return. Off in the distance, she heard the occasional growl and what sounded like the serious mistreatment of animals. Then, much closer, the sound of shifting earth caught her ear. Was there another dog? Scratching at the dirt? Burying a bone?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cPuppy? Nice puppy,\u201d she hoped the creature would respond to her positive tone and be a good dog. \u201cThere\u2019s no need to bite me. No need to bite Cordy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cBite you? I\u2019d say its going to happen,\u201d a stranger\u2019s voice sounded in front of her.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Instinctively, Cordelia let out a blood-curdling scream that pierced the night. Buffy and Angel saw what was happening even as they dodged the demon they were fighting. \u201cI have to finish this,\u201d Buffy told him. \u201cJust get Cordelia out of here.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel was already running at breakneck speed across the distance separating him from Cordelia. The vampire in front of her was a fledgling, newly risen and hungry. No match for Angel who shifted into game face and attacked. \u201cGet away from her.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cSaw her first,\u201d the fledgling complained as he hit the ground.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cLike hell,\u201d Angel grabbed onto his head and twisted it sharply until a snapping sound immediately preceded a cloud of dust. He stood over the small pile on the ground and glared at it. Possessively, Angel told the remains of the vampire, \u201cShe\u2019s mine.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">*Cough! Cough!* Cordelia waved her hands in front of her face trying to get the flying dust out the way. \u201cGross! What happened? Is that you, Angel?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cIt\u2019s me,\u201d he confirmed just before snatching her from the tombstone into his arms. \u201cAre you okay? Did he bite you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Before Cordelia could answer, Angel\u2019s hands were moving over her body checking for injuries. At least, she assumed that was what he was doing. Although it seemed that he spent a lot of time at her throat.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWas that the dog catcher?\u201d Cordy asked. \u201cDid he take the dog to the pound?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cUh, he\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhere\u2019s Buffy?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel looked over toward the crypt, but there was no sign of the Slayer or the demon. \u201cI think she ran after the other one.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Still holding her within the circle of his arms, Angel pulled back to run his hands down from her shoulders to take her hands in his. \u201cCordelia, I know that you don\u2019t really know me, but I need you to trust me. I have to get you out of this place.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cTake me to Buffy\u2019s. The address is in the phone book\u2014 unless you already know it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cRevello Drive,\u201d he indicated that he did know. \u201cIt\u2019s too far. There is no time for that. I need to get you to safety quickly because I need to get back to Buffy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cSo where are we going?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cMy apartment. It\u2019s just on the other side of the cemetery,\u201d Angel explained.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Realizing that she really had no choice in the matter, Cordelia agreed to go. Besides, there was just something about Angel that made her feel safe when he was at her side. \u201cSo\u2014 is this what Buffy does in the Crime Club? Chase stray dogs in the cemetery?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel gave a moment\u2019s pause before answering, \u201cSomething like that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI knew she was weird.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A short time later, Angel led her into his apartment building in such a way that she would have no clue that it was otherwise abandoned. \u201cJust plunk me down on the couch in front of the television and I\u2019ll be fine,\u201d Cordy told him. \u201cOh\u2014 and show me the bathroom.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cUh\u2014 I don\u2019t have a television,\u201d Angel admitted.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat? Are you a space alien? Everybody has a t.v. these days.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cExcept me, apparently. I prefer to read the newspaper.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">With a grin, Cordelia pointed out, \u201cThere are other things on television besides the news.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">He was giving her such a different picture than the one she first conjured about being Buffy\u2019s scummy gang-member boyfriend. That had another question popping into her head which she immediately asked, \u201cAre you dating Buffy?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The query caught him off-guard. \u201cN-No.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Geez! The guy stammered like he wasn\u2019t sure about the answer. \u201cJust asking.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cLook, I need to get back out there. Let me show you where the bedroom is located. You should be comfortable enough and I have less stuff in there to trip over. The bathroom is connected.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel guided her around orienting Cordelia to the room. \u201cI\u2019m putting your gym bag here on the edge of the bed.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cOkay. I\u2019ll be fine,\u201d she assured him. Touching his forearm, Cordy fought off the insane urge to wrap her arms around him and kiss his worries away. It seemed obvious even to her sightless self that Angel was concerned about Buffy\u2019s wellbeing and her own safety. \u201cGo my Guardian Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">His mouth quirked into a smile at the playful expression on her beautiful face. Palming her cheek, Angel leaned forward and pressed his lips against her forehead. Cordelia let out a little gasp of surprise immediately followed by a soft moan from her throat. Angel tilted his head noting that hers instinctively raised to give him access to her lips.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Angel\u2019s mouth hovered in the space above Cordelia\u2019s slightly parted lips for moments that seemed like forever. Gaining control over his urge to kiss her, he pulled away not wanting to take advantage of her situation or scare her. \u201cI better go.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI\u2019ll be waiting.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia heard the front door open and close realizing that she was now alone in Angel\u2019s apartment. She found her way back to the bathroom to wash off any traces of remaining dust from the cemetery. That activity took some time as she had to feel around the walls to find the towels. Afterward, Cordy wandered back into the bedroom and crawled into the middle of the bed flopping over onto her back.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Now that she was alone in this ultra-quiet apartment and staring into the blackness before her eyes, Cordelia felt the impact of the day finally hit her. Fear crept up from the place she had pushed it to encompass her.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She started to cry and then couldn\u2019t seem to stop as her sniffles became sobs.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/15\/blinded-with-love-2\/\">Continue<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Title: Blinded with Love\u00a0 \u00a0 Author: Lysa Posted: 06\/03 Rating: NC-17 Email Category: Smut, Humor Content: C\/A Summary: Cordelia ends up under Angel\u2019s&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5325","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-completed-fics"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5325","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5325"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5325\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5325"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5325"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5325"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}