{"id":5643,"date":"2015-07-16T20:43:21","date_gmt":"2015-07-16T19:43:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=5643"},"modified":"2015-07-16T21:48:33","modified_gmt":"2015-07-16T20:48:33","slug":"boldly-going-where-cordelia-chase-has-never-been-before-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/16\/boldly-going-where-cordelia-chase-has-never-been-before-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Boldly Going Where Cordelia Chase Has Never Been Before…1"},"content":{"rendered":"

Title: Boldly Going Where Cordelia Chase has Never Gone Before…\u00a0<\/b><\/a>\"Boldly<\/a><\/b>
\nAuthor: <\/b>Nickle
\nPosted: <\/b>06\/04
\nRating: <\/b>PG-13
\n<\/b>Email<\/a><\/b>
\nCategory: <\/b>Humour, AU
\nContent: <\/b>C\/A
\nSummary: <\/b>What happens in Vegas doesn\u2019t necessarily stay in Vegas
\nSpoilers: <\/b>
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>
\nNotes: <\/b>AU from the beginning of Belonging on. Based on a challenge by CAMartin.
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b>
\nFeedback:<\/b> would be delightful.<\/p>\n

\n

Part 1<\/b><\/p>\n

\u201cOh\u2026\u2026..God\u2026\u2026ummmmm\u2026\u2026\u201d Someone beyond cruel had snuck in and poured sand into Cordelia\u2019s eyes while she slept.<\/p>\n

And apparently had smacked her head repeatedly with a blunt object, because she was waking up with the most raging headache known to mankind. Ever. And her eyes. Jeeze. She couldn\u2019t even open them because they felt gritty and scratchy.<\/p>\n

She lay in the bed, still, taking slow, steady breaths while she tried to get her bearings.<\/p>\n

Uh\u2026.she thought a moment. This was not her bed. She was\u2026..oh god. She was in Vegas. She slowly raised her arm and dropped it over her eyes. She was on a case. For\u2026.ohgod\u2026what was his name\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

ANGEL. That\u2019s right. Angel, the guy she worked with.. That guy. She had come on a case to Vegas and was supposed to be going home today.<\/p>\n

Except that she couldn\u2019t move. Because she was tragically overcome by a massive gut wrenching hangover.<\/p>\n

Her head hurt. Her body hurt. Her hair hurt. She licked her lips, trying to remember. The case had been solved, drinks had been poured, blackjack had been played\u2026..she crinkled her brow. And there was something\u2026..what was it? Something\u2026maybe it was\u2026.<\/p>\n

RING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!RING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, please, kill me now.\u201d Cordelia winced as she grabbed at the phone by the bed to keep it from ringing again. She carefully held the receiver to her ear.<\/p>\n

\u201cUm\u2026hello. Hello? Jeeze\u2026I hate it when wrong numbers\u2026.oh.\u201d She turned the receiver around and licked her lips again. \u201cHello?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia?\u201d Angel\u2019s voice seemed to boom through the phoneline. Cordy groaned and held the phone away slightly. \u201cCordelia? Why are you still there? It\u2019s past noon. I called your cell and it was off\u2026I thought you\u2019d be on the road by now.\u201d<\/p>\n

He paused, thinking. \u201cIs everything all right? Because check-out time was\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know\u2026I know\u2026.\u201d Cordelia took a breath. \u201cUm. We kinda got a little\u2026well\u2026..um\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you drunk?\u201d There was anger in Angel\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo. Jeeze. I am not drunk. Thanks for your support.\u201d Cordelia pushed her hair behind her ears.. \u201cI am not at the present drunk at all.\u201d There was a silence.<\/p>\n

\u201cWere you drunk?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOK, dad. Busted. We got a little\u2026.well\u2026..we kinda had a little celebration last night. C\u2019mon, Angel\u2026it\u2019s freakin\u2019 VEGAS. We kinda went out and maybe had a little\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel snorted. \u201cHow many glasses of what did you have?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOne glass, I swear\u2026amaretto sour.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel thought a moment. “How many times was the one glass filled?\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia giggled without thinking. \u201cOh, god, lost track after\u2026..\u201d she paused. \u201cThat really didn\u2019t help me, did it?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel was quiet. When he did speak, his tone was measured. \u201cWhere did you celebrate?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, we went to the Hilton and did the Star Trek Experience\u2026.and ya know\u2026one thing\u2026and another\u2026.\u201d She thought a moment. \u201cIt was happy hour, and these waitresses, they just kept bringing \u2018em. Weird. And I think we saw a movie.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cA movie.\u201d Angel was beginning to sound amused.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, at the Star Trek Experience. We were on a ride\u2026.The Klingon Encounter\u2026and somehow, we saw a movie\u2026.and it was in a funky little room, and there was a man, and he was a Klingon, and there was organ music, and it was so sweet because the man and the woman were getting married\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe Klingons were getting married?\u201d Angel was amused. She was giving him ammunition for the next century.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah\u2026.\u201d She thought a moment. \u201cWait. The Klingon guy said he was a minister and the man and the woman thought it was funny\u2026.\u201d Her voice trailed off as pictures flashed in her mind. \u201cUm\u2026.and they\u2026..they got married\u2026..kinda\u2026..\u201d her mind went numb as her body went rigid.<\/p>\n

She could barely breathe as she slowly brought her left hand up to her view. On the third finger was a small plastic ring with the Starfleet insignia on it. It was blinking red then green.<\/p>\n

\u201cCordy?\u201d Angel\u2019s voice came over the line as she dropped the phone. She looked over at the nightstand next to the bed and slowly reached for the piece of paper propped up against the lamp.<\/p>\n

Oh god. Oh fuck. Oh crap. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.<\/p>\n

She stared down at the elegantly printed letters that curved across the top of the page.<\/p>\n

MARRIAGE LICENCE.<\/p>\n

Oh god. Fuck. Wait a moment\u2026.the Klingon\u2026the small room\u2026it was a chapel. It was a Klingon Chapel. It wasn\u2019t a movie\u2026..it happened. A man and a woman got drunk and went into the Klingon Chapel and got married.<\/p>\n

Oh shit. And the woman was\u2026..she squinted, suddenly feeling her head pounding even harder. Her. She was the woman. She had gotten married. By a Klingon. To\u2026.<\/p>\n

Her heart skipped a beat as she slowly turned her head, noticing for the first time the low, rhythmic snoring coming from beside her body on the bed. A long blanket covered lump seemed to rise and fall slightly with each snore.<\/p>\n

Cordelia sat up, ignoring Angel\u2019s voice as he began to call her impatiently on the phone. One hand reached over, and slowly pulled the covers down gently to reveal the slack-jawed face of her sleeping husband\u2026.<\/p>\n

Wesley Wyndham-Price.<\/p>\n

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