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Title: Seeing Is Believing \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/b><\/a>\"SiB<\/a><\/b>
\nAuthor: <\/b>Lysa
\nPosted: <\/b>06\/11\/04
\nEmail<\/b><\/a>
\nRating: <\/b>NC-17
\nCategory: <\/b>Smut, Humour, AU
\nContent: <\/b>C\/A
\nSummary: <\/b>Cordelia and Angel\u2019s relationship is cast into the open when Willow catches them on film.
\nSpoilers: <\/b>BTVS Season 3 Lover\u2019s Walk
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>Anywhere\u2026please let me know.
\nNotes: <\/b>Challenge by Gilly:<\/b> A\/C any timeline or season, preferably BTVS. Filmed\/Caught in the Act. Smut\/Humor. NC-17, of course. Quote by Willow or Fred: \u201cWow, are all vampires that well hung?\u201d
\nThis fic is AU starting at the end of Lover\u2019s Walk. This is a slightly silly ficlet, but what they hey! My muse likes to try new things.
\nThanks\/Dedication: <\/b>
\nFeedback: <\/b>Absolutely! Any way, shape or form. FB keeps my muse happy.<\/p>\n

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Willow waited patiently while Giles closed up the book cage. He\u2019d locked away the red amulet they\u2019d taken from the demon Buffy defeated tonight. The demon was a magic-user in addition to being extremely ugly and now dead.<\/p>\n

Having tried out a little magic of her own, Willow had been so excited when one of her spells distracted the creature that she\u2019d gone and tripped over a gnarly tree root, twisting her ankle.<\/p>\n

\u201cWho put that tree there?\u201d she\u2019d frowned at the knobby wooden root. Then glaring at the demon who had just blasted them all with a bright flash of light from his glittery red amulet, Willow figured it was to blame.<\/p>\n

Buffy knocked the demon to the ground, \u201cIt\u2019s just an oak, don\u2019t blame this bloke.\u201d Surprised at her own words, she blinked twice upon saying it, but continued to fight.<\/p>\n

\u201cAmusing, Buffy,\u201d drolled Giles sarcastically. \u201cFocus on your technique not on making derisive quips that mock me. Bloke isn\u2019t even proper English.\u201d<\/p>\n

To be honest, Willow wasn\u2019t certain what everyone else was doing during the fight as Buffy seemed to have it covered. If the amulet had done anything, no one else seemed to notice. Giles explained that it might simply have been a botched spell and Willow didn\u2019t feel like arguing the case.<\/p>\n

With the demon dispatched, they were all deciding what to do next. Xander claimed that he was starving and Buffy quickly piped up that she had her usual post-patrol snack attack. Cordelia offered them a ride to Main Street where the pizza parlor was still open.<\/p>\n

Willow\u2019s ankle was throbbing too much to enjoy pizza and so the Watcher promised her a ride back to her house, but as it was a ways back to the library, Angel had to carry her all the way back to the school to get to Giles\u2019 car.<\/p>\n

That was a little thrill-ride all in itself, Willow admitted. Though sometimes, Angel still scared her a little despite being good again. He\u2019d made an effort to build up a trust with the group, but Willow found it hard to unconditionally accept him back on patrols after everything that had happened.<\/p>\n

Especially now that Angel was technically no longer Buffy\u2019s boyfriend.<\/p>\n

Frankly, Willow didn\u2019t see the break up lasting long. Not with Buffy inviting him to come along on patrols this way and keeping him involved in the research side of things as well. She said it was all about being mature about things, but Willow was not quite convinced Buffy was entirely over the vampire.<\/p>\n

Angel was the least of Willow\u2019s recent worries. Though Cordelia had offered to give her a ride home after dropping Buffy and Xander off, Willow had made up an excuse to wait around for Giles. She could tell the brunette didn\u2019t believe her; Cordy was too sharp for that, but for once she actually let it slide.<\/p>\n

After the whole kissing Xander fiasco and the accident that followed, Willow wasn\u2019t even certain why Cordelia Chase wanted to keep her role as Bait Girl for the Scooby Gang. She\u2019d gotten over Xander faster than a short-order cook could flip a pancake. He\u2019d been so grateful that Cordelia was alive after her fall onto that rebar that he eagerly accepted friendship in lieu of their boyfriend-girlfriend status.<\/p>\n

Willow blamed herself for all of it and was just grateful that Oz somehow managed to forgive her for kissing Xander and that Cordelia came out of it okay. Oz was away for the weekend with Dingoes Ate My Baby, so he hadn\u2019t been on patrol. Otherwise, she would have snapped at the chance to ride home with him rather than make Giles do it.<\/p>\n

Almost as soon as they arrived at the library, Angel had done one of his patented vanishing acts. One minute he was there and the next he\u2019d disappeared without a word. Willow was kinda glad because she really didn\u2019t know what to say to the vampire. And when she didn\u2019t know what to say, she usually ended up saying things that just seemed to leak randomly from her brain to fill in the void of silence.<\/p>\n

\u201cAll locked up?\u201d Willow perked up at the sight of Giles pocketing the keys to the book cage.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d Giles told her as he moved to help her to her feet. \u201cUntil we have time to do proper research on its properties, I\u2019d rather keep the amulet than simply destroy it. One never knows when these mystical devices may come in handy.\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Angel leapt over the security gates at the Chase Mansion with a burst of speed and dexterity. Crossing the lawn in shadows, he made his way to the poolside where he stood for a long while just staring up at Cordelia\u2019s balcony.<\/p>\n

Though their relationship was still very new, it remained a secret between the two of them, something that continued to bother the vampire. Cordelia wanted it that way.<\/p>\n

\u201cOur little circle friends has a black cloud when it comes to love,\u201d Cordelia had claimed and he could deny her nothing.<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t want their love tainted by the others finding out about them. Not quite yet. Angel had to admit to himself that keeping this from everyone might not be the way he wanted it, but having Cor all to himself was also a helluva turn-on. Cordelia was far more to him than just a secret lover; he wasn\u2019t quite certain just what they meant to each other at this point, but it was far more than just physical.<\/p>\n

All those stolen moments out on patrol with the others near, but completely in the dark brought a smirk to his lips. Just the little looks and stolen touches they shared that no one else noticed added an edge of danger and the thrill that they might be discovered.<\/p>\n

Cordelia was delectable bait, but it hadn\u2019t been her beauty that caught his heart in the natural trap of her allure; it was a single moment of vulnerability she had allowed him to see.<\/p>\n

Angel never knew what drew him to the hospital to see her that evening after her accident. He\u2019d just gone.<\/p>\n

Having had time to think about it, Angel figured it had to be about Buffy. Most things were all about Buffy back then. He\u2019d been feeling sorry for himself and instead of brooding about it in the dark shell of the mansion, sought out the one person who had a reason to feel worse: Cordelia.<\/p>\n

Strangely, Spike\u2019s arrival in Sunnydale had been the catalyst for broken hearts and broken relationships. In retrospect, ending it with Buffy had been the best thing for both of them. Though Angel cared for her still, the passionate feelings they had once shared weren\u2019t deep enough to carry them beyond the Acathla experience.<\/p>\n

He\u2019d been willing to try to put it behind them, but in the end, it was Buffy\u2019s decision.<\/p>\n

\u201cI’m not coming back. We’re not friends. We never were,\u201d she\u2019d said. \u201cAnd I can fool Giles, and I can fool my friends, but I can’t fool myself. Or Spike, for some reason. What I want from you I can never have. You don’t need me to take care of you anymore. So I’m gonna go.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel hadn\u2019t stopped her. He knew the curse was no longer an issue, but he couldn\u2019t give Buffy what she wanted. What\u2019s more, she was right. They\u2019d never been friends.<\/p>\n

Her words had sparked something within him about the importance of friendship. It was something he hadn\u2019t seen much of during his undead life. There had been some form of companionship with Darla, Dru and Spike. Though calling Spike a friend was like calling a sharp pain in the ass just a tingly feeling, the word really didn\u2019t apply.<\/p>\n

His thoughts had turned to Cordelia Chase hospitalized after the rebar incident and her resulting breakup with Xander.<\/p>\n

Maybe it was partly that he wasn\u2019t ready to be alone again. It might have been a simple desire to see that she was okay. Though he\u2019d purposefully distanced himself from her in the past, Angel followed the instincts that urged him to go see her. There was a vulnerability in Cordelia\u2019s eyes as he looked at her in that hospital bed, one he had never seen before and he realized they now had something in common.<\/p>\n

They\u2019d become a source of strength for each other, friends, though keeping their visitations secret. Just between them. Cordelia made peace with Xander. Angel let Buffy know he\u2019d still be there to help her with the Hellmouth, surprised that she actually asked him to stay. Slowly, they\u2019d both crept back into the sphere of the Slayer, her Watcher and the Scooby Gang.<\/p>\n

Only recently had things taken an intimate turn with them. Their first kiss was pure accident, surprising the hell out of them both. The second came out of curiosity. Not the third. Angel remembered that kiss and his body stirred just thinking about its blinding passion. She\u2019d given him her innocence and he\u2019d pledged to himself that this time things would be different.<\/p>\n

There was so much about his relationship with Cordelia that made him all the more certain that he\u2019d been totally wrong for Buffy and she for him.<\/p>\n

After that first time, he\u2019d told Cordelia they were going to take things slow. He wanted to know her and for her to understand just who and what he was before they continued with such intimacy. Because having her again would only feed his demon\u2019s natural obsessions. It might already be too late because he wasn\u2019t certain he ever wanted to give her up.<\/p>\n

Climbing up to Cordelia\u2019s balcony where the French doors were unlocked, he walked right in. Clearing his throat, he tried not to sneak up on her, knowing that she hated him popping out of nowhere. She\u2019d been standing at her dresser, brushing out her gorgeous hair and automatically looked into the mirror upon hearing his voice.<\/p>\n

Only her own reflection greeted her and Cordelia turned, a huge smile brightening her features. \u201cLong time no see. Must be an hour tops.\u201d<\/p>\n

After a long, weighty pause, Angel let his fingers wander over her face, placing a soft kiss at the corner of her mouth before admitting, \u201cMissed you.\u201d<\/p>\n

A Week Later, Friday Morning<\/b><\/p>\n

Skittering over to the open office door, Willow poked her head in and focused on the Englishman sitting at his desk pouring over an old tome. This was far more important than trying to find information on that amulet now gathering dust in the weapon\u2019s cabinet.<\/p>\n

\u201cGiles, we have a poltergeist,\u201d Willow blurted the news.<\/p>\n

Buffy\u2019s ears perked up with interest, \u201cA ghosty with the mosty?\u201d Having just entered the library with her two best friends, Buffy glanced around and saw nothing strange.<\/p>\n

Getting up out of the chair he\u2019d just settled into ten minutes before, Giles took a look out the door into the main room. All seemed quiet. \u201cThe library doesn\u2019t appear to be haunted, Willow. No one has died in here\u2026recently.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cStuff keeps getting moved,\u201d Willow complained as she walked towards the table. \u201cI left research materials out there, but then I found the books on the floor.\u201d<\/p>\n

Trying not to snigger at his friend\u2019s theory, Xander simply announced to the group, \u201cWe should ban all research until we get to the bottom of this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo such luck,\u201d Giles lifted a brow, his closed mouth twisting at one corner. Honestly, he hadn\u2019t noticed anything when he came in having gone straight into the office. \u201cThere is a simple explanation for this. I\u2019m certain paranormal activity has nothing to do with it. This is a school library. People are in and out of here all day long.\u201d<\/p>\n

Willow bumped into Buffy after she bent over to pick up the books. \u201cUh\u2026sorry.\u201d Then turning, she moved to place them on the table, managing to step on Xander\u2019s foot as she moved out of the way. \u201cBigfoot!\u201d Mumbling, Willow finally set the books back on the table and carefully turned to face Giles again. Asking, \u201cWhat about nighttime? We\u2019re the last ones to leave and the first ones here every morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Watcher slowly pulled his glasses off, taking a moment to tap the tip against his mouth as he pondered her words. \u201cYou have a point there.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe we should do a spectral analysis,\u201d Willow suggested almost eagerly. The idea of a ghost was kind of fascinating.<\/p>\n

\u201cGhost slayage\u2026how would we do that?\u201d asked Buffy of Giles who looked back at her with a frown.<\/p>\n

Xander suddenly sounded enthusiastic, \u201cCan we have an exorcism?\u201d<\/p>\n

Sighing, Giles popped his glasses back on the bridge of his nose. \u201cTry looking for your \u2018ghost\u2019 with more conventional methods before we call for the experts.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGhostbusters?\u201d asked Xander.<\/p>\n

Clenching his jaw closed, Giles walked back into his office to continue his research.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think he believes me,\u201d Willow\u2019s bottom lip poked out in a pout. \u201cGiles doesn\u2019t believe me. I just know I left those books on the table. I wouldn\u2019t put them on the floor or leave papers all over the place. And that chair was knocked over.\u201d<\/p>\n

Supporting her friend, Buffy agreed, \u201cSomething or someone was here. We could stake out the library. Set a trap and watch to see what happens.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy figured the culprit was probably someone she could get her hands on, maybe a prankster. But she wanted to be supportive of Willow\u2019s theory. \u201cNo worries, Willow. We\u2019ll toast that ghost.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGuess so,\u201d Willow looked a little disappointed that Giles hadn\u2019t been more serious about her ghost theory. She wasn\u2019t so closed-minded as to think it might be the only possibility. One way or the other, Willow was determined to find out who was behind these library capers. Better to cover all the bases. \u201cA stakeout sounds good to me.\u201d<\/p>\n

Rubbing his hands together, Xander grinned, \u201cCool. Can we bring pizza?\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

On her lunch break, Willow went to one of the payphones in the student lounge. She\u2019d been thinking about this problem all morning and finally come up with a solution that would give her the proof she needed one way or the other. If this wasn\u2019t a ghost, then she wanted hard evidence to prove the culprit guilty.<\/p>\n

After dialing a number, she heard a familiar female voice on the other end of the line. \u201cRosenberg Electronics, how may I help you?\u201d<\/p>\n

Willow whispered despite being alone and far out of the hearing range of her friends. \u201cClara? It\u2019s me, Willow. Is Uncle Hershel around? I need a favor for school.\u201d<\/p>\n

Friday Night<\/b><\/p>\n

Cordelia appeared dressed to kill as she sailed through the library doors, her hair bouncing around her shoulders in long waves. To the group gathered there in jeans and t-shirts, it was obvious that the cheerleader had arrived under protest. \u201cWhy am I here again? There\u2019s a really hot band playing at the Bronze tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cStakeout,\u201d Xander explained the reason they\u2019d called. He hadn\u2019t given her details on the phone, just told her they needed help.<\/p>\n

Arms akimbo, she stared at her ex with a look of disbelief. Since they appeared to be setting up camp in various sections of the room, Cordelia let out a soft pfft, \u201cOf the library? Don\u2019t we spend enough time here as it is?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe have a ghost,\u201d Willow told her as she deliberately set out papers and books on the main table.<\/p>\n

A laugh burst from Cordelia at the news. Then seeing the redhead\u2019s serious expression, she tried to ask for details on this supposed specter. \u201cAs in \u2018They\u2019re heeeeere!\u2019 or the I-want-my-own-ghost-Patrick Swayze variety?<\/p>\n

Buffy giggled at the thought of having Patrick Swayze hanging around the library. No such luck. Reminding Cordelia, \u201cHellmouth Central here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Cordelia snorted, \u201cso our ghost is not of the hot and hunky.\u201d<\/p>\n

The words suddenly made her think of her own hot and hunky guy. A warm feeling spread throughout her chest, rising up to her cheeks and Cordelia hoped the others didn\u2019t notice that her skin was flushed. Just the thought of Angel made her tingle and melt in want.<\/p>\n

Those large skillful hands touching her in all the right places; his hard male body pressed to hers; the kisses that drove her wild; and just the way that he looked into her eyes all made Cordelia tremble at the thought of being with him.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou okay, Cor?\u201d asked Xander with a frown. \u201cMaybe you should just go on over to the Bronze. Or just go home. We can handle this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGo on,\u201d Buffy encouraged her. It hadn\u2019t been her idea to invite Cordelia in the first place. \u201cWe don\u2019t need your kind of bait for our ghost tonight. Besides\u2026Angel will be here later just in case there\u2019s a fight.\u201d<\/p>\n

The blonde Slayer frowned at her words and then shrugged. It wasn\u2019t her plan to make her words rhyme, but lately she was doing it all of the time. She was too busy thinking about it to notice Cordelia\u2019s reaction to the mention of the vampire\u2019s plan to show up.<\/p>\n

Cordelia\u2019s heart was fluttering fast. She\u2019d hoped Angel might come by the Bronze, but the truth was that the club wasn\u2019t exactly his scene. The band would\u2019ve been fun, but suddenly she didn\u2019t feel like leaving. The thought instantly bothered her.<\/p>\n

What was she thinking? I\u2019m volunteering to hang here for a lame stakeout of the library when I could be dancing at the Bronze. Crap! It\u2019s happening again. Get out of here, Cor. Get out before Angel shows up.<\/i><\/p>\n

Backing toward the door, Cordelia tried to make her escape. She didn\u2019t understand the reason, but this wasn\u2019t the first time she\u2019d gotten this feeling. It was just that the others were never around when it happened. Only Angel.<\/p>\n

\u201cGoing somewhere?\u201d Angel\u2019s voice suddenly sounded behind her.<\/p>\n

With a yelp of surprise, Cordelia whirled around. \u201cSkulk much, Angel? Geez, will someone please buy the vamp a bell,\u201d she pleaded loudly even as her eyes hungrily looked their fill.<\/p>\n

Angel brushed passed her, noting her flushed skin and the sparkle in her eyes. Her heart was hammering in her chest, though that might have been the shock of his surprise entry into the library. As he moved by, he trailed a finger across the back of her hand. Cordelia trembled at that slight touch.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnything interesting tonight?\u201d The vampire had no idea of their mission. He\u2019d just come at the usual time and hoped to make a quick round before heading off to the Bronze to find Cordelia. This was Friday night and it had surprised him to find her here of all places.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re ghost hunting,\u201d Willow volunteered the information. \u201cWe have a poltergeist.\u201d<\/p>\n

After a long silent pause, Angel met Cordelia\u2019s gaze as she settled against the table, leaning back with her hands pressing flat and her legs stretched out before her. \u201cA ghost? Here in the library. Interesting theory, Willow.\u201d<\/p>\n

The young witch immediately dived into an explanation of the many reasons for her suspicions. Listening patiently, Angel shoved his hands in his pants pockets and let her talk uninterrupted. While he kept his ears open, his thoughts were all focused on Cordelia.<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t have to look her way; her presence alone filled the room, an intoxicating mix of scents and sounds that made his body react instantly. In that dress\u2014 why did it have to be red\u2014 she was intoxicating, beautiful, irresistible, but he\u2019d just as soon see it on the floor. The thought of what might be underneath it was a tantalizing notion.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo that\u2019s why we\u2019re here,\u201d Willow finished up. When the vampire didn\u2019t immediately comment, she waved a hand in front of his face, accidentally hitting him on the chin.<\/p>\n

Angel glanced down at the horrified teenager who immediately started to apologize for the accident. \u201cSorry, Angel. I\u2019m really sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve been hit a little harder than that before, Willow,\u201d he chuckled and the redhead stared back at the smile on his face as if she\u2019d never seen him do that before. \u201cIt\u2019s okay, really.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSheesh! Can we get this stakeout started?\u201d Cordelia asked just wanting someone to give her assignment that would take her mind off Angel for a few minutes.<\/p>\n

The evening felt like an eternity of torture. Not only was it the most boring night they had all had in ages, there was no sign of a ghost or other prankster making an appearance. Finally, after midnight had come and gone and Xander had eaten the last of the pizza, cheese-flavored popcorn and chocolate YooHoo he had brought for the group, they decided to call it a night.<\/p>\n

For the first time in hours, Buffy spoke louder than the whispering they had kept too. \u201cLet\u2019s roam home. I-I mean we should call it quits for the night. We can come back tomorrow to see if things are alright.\u201d<\/p>\n

A little whine sounded as Buffy listened to what was coming out of her mouth. These rhymes were starting to get to her. She caught the look Angel sent her way, one full of confusion, as if he wasn\u2019t certain if she was serious or trying to make a joke.<\/p>\n

Willow shuffled tiredly over to Giles\u2019 office for a couple of minutes, grumbling that she was going to catch her ghost one way or the other. When she reappeared, the group was ready to leave having gathered their things.<\/p>\n

Cordelia sighed in relief as they headed to the door. It was better in a crowd. Feet all moving in one direction. One step after the other. She focused on the door, on the way out and not on Angel.<\/p>\n

\u201cI made it,\u201d she sounded surprised as she stepped out into the hall.<\/p>\n

Putting an arm around her in friendly fashion, Xander quipped, \u201cEight hours without a mirror. That must be some kind of record. Must\u2019ve been a bore not being able to check your makeup every ten minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

Actually, Cordelia had been too busy stealing glances at Angel. Their assigned hiding places were almost directly across from each other and if they sat just so the others couldn\u2019t see them. He made love to her with his eyes. Just looking. That intense and unblinking stare.<\/p>\n

There was no doubting what Angel was thinking, not the way his hungry eyes ate at hers. She squirmed under that gaze, her body reacting as if he\u2019d touched her with his hands. Had he undressed her in the deep, dark realm of his imagination as she had done to him tonight?<\/p>\n

Cordelia had lost count of the number of times when the urge to sneak over to his hiding place had hit with a blinding force. Each time, she beat it back and held on to her senses.<\/p>\n

Barely.<\/p>\n

What was it between them lately? They\u2019d started out as friends. Angel was being so patient with her when it came to their romance, to making love. In fact, he had far more patience than she, often being the one to slow things down. He had an iron control that balanced out Cordelia\u2019s energetic enthusiasm, but things had been so different this past week.<\/p>\n

Neither one of them seemed to have control.<\/p>\n

Cordelia offered her friends a ride, noting that Angel was not amongst the group. She wanted to get out of here, to get home, but for once, she really wanted their company. Just to play it safe.<\/p>\n

\u201cNah!\u201d Buffy stretched her arms over her head. \u201cWe\u2019ve been cramped up all night. I\u2019ll just walk home. It\u2019s only a couple of miles.\u201d<\/p>\n

After that, Cordelia knew that Xander and Willow would follow. \u201cGoodnight, then.\u201d<\/p>\n

The trio waved their goodbyes and Cordelia stood by her car as she watched them go. Once they had turned the corner, she pressed the button on her key ring to pop the door locks. Gripping the door handle, Cordelia couldn\u2019t seem to will her hand to open it up. She felt that same pull that had brought here last night and the night before that and the night before that and every night for the past week.<\/p>\n

There was no choice but to obey that urge.<\/p>\n

Turning, she headed straight into the school. Cordelia lifted a hand to the library door and pushed it open. With a resolved sigh, she stepped through, her hazel eyes sweeping around the room. A voice sounded from the shadows, causing her to jump even though she expected him to be here.<\/p>\n

\u201cLooking for me?\u201d Angel asked stepping forward to wind his arms around her back to front and pulling her into his strong embrace. Kissing her temple, he said, \u201cTonight is the last time, Cordelia. We have to stop this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know,\u201d she turned in his arms, a cry on her lips just before he crushed them with his own.<\/p>\n

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