Part 3<\/b><\/p>\n
\u201cSo\u2026\u2026having a good time in Vegas?\u201d Angel\u2019s voice was low. Cordy caught her breath at the flash of gold she must have imagined in the depths of his dark eyes.<\/p>\n
He looked at Wesley, and then his gaze slid away, dismissing him, as it settled back on Cordelia with mild intensity.<\/p>\n
\u201cWushhh\u2026.mmmm\u2026..gggaaarrrrr\u201d Wesley couldn\u2019t seem to put together a coherent word. Cordelia finally reached back and smacked his head as if he was a skipping CD.<\/p>\n
\u201cOhmygodAngelwegotmarriednowwehavetofixit\u201d came rushing out in a whoosh from Wesley\u2019s mouth as Angel regarded them both silently. Cordelia bit her lip, and grimaced as the sound from the tv finally registered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou may now kiss the bride\u2026\u201d Cordelia nearly tripped over her own feet lunging for the remote held loosely in Angel\u2019s hand. Without a change in expression Angel held the remote up and away from her grasping hands so that she fell over his legs and landed face down over his lap. She pushed frantically against his legs, trying to stand again.<\/p>\n
He reached down and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her upright to her feet. She thought she heard a muttered, \u201cdon\u2019t tempt me\u201d as he hoisted her back up. After setting her back on her feet he grabbed at her hand, holding it so he could see the flashing red and green Starfleet Insignia ring, still glowing around her finger.<\/p>\n
\u201cNice Ring.\u201d He looked at Wes. \u201cFamily Heirloom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia tossed him an evil glare before snatching her hand back and marching over to the tv and turning it off with furiously jabbing fingers. Angel watched with a deceptive calmness.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, c\u2019mon, Cordy. We were just getting to the good part.\u201d She closed her eyes in resignation and turned to face him, finally opening her eyes to meet his gaze. He hadn\u2019t moved.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is no \u2018good part\u2019. No, we\u2019re not having fun. We\u2019re screwed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, actually, I think that\u2019s where the tape was going\u2026.\u201d Cordelia looked at him blankly. \u201cYou know. On to the wedding night.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTHERE WAS NO WEDDING NIGHT.\u201d She took a deep breath. \u201cOK. Technically there was, but there was no\u2026.you know\u2026.\u201d Angel\u2019s expression didn\u2019t change a bit. \u201cThere wasn\u2019t an actual\u2026\u201d she made airquotes with her fingers. \u201cwedding night.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel\u2019s hands rose and he made airquotes with his fingers. \u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia shook her head and sat down on the sofa, slumping back and covering her face with her hands. \u201cOh, god, Angel\u2026.this is so, so, so\u2026..so bad.\u201d She heard a murmured gurgle and looked up at Wesley who stood, frozen, still staring at Angel.<\/p>\n
\u201cWes. Sit down. You look like you\u2019re going to pass out.\u201d Without a word, Wesley sat down next to Cordy, his hands held together loosely in his lap. Angel watched him without comment.<\/p>\n
\u201cReally, Wesley just wanted to see the Star Trek Experience\u2026.we thought it would take an hour at the most\u2026and\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou got married. Yeah, how exactly did that happen. You\u2019re riding, you\u2019re seeing, you\u2019re touring, you think\u2026hey\u2026it\u2019s a guy dressed like an alien. Let\u2019s get married.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo\u2026no\u2026.no\u2026..ok, kinda. I mean\u2026there were, you know\u2026.drinks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo kidding? Drinks? Really? Amaretto sours, you said.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah. Lots of drinks. I lied, Angel, I drank a lot.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYa think? A lot, hmmmm?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, we got drunk, real drunk\u2026.and\u2026.I think we went into the chapel\u2026.and I think we kind of\u2026well, one thing led to another\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re married.\u201d Wesley sounded dazed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, yeah.\u201d Cordelia looked nervously at Angel. \u201cWe\u2019re married.\u201d<\/p>\n
They all sat there silently a moment before Angel spoke. \u201cSo\u2026.are congratulations in order?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordy snuck a look at him. He seemed\u2026..she didn\u2019t know. She had never seen him like this. It was as if Beige Angel was multiplied by Angelus and then watered down by the guy who found peanut butter in his bed. She didn\u2019t know this guy. And she wasn\u2019t sure that she wanted to.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy? So\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wesley suddenly popped up. \u201cI need to\u2026um\u2026excuse me.\u201d And he bolted out of the room into the restroom, slamming the door behind him. Cordelia looked over at Angel.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe hasn\u2019t felt well. He\u2019s been a little\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHungover?\u201d Cordy nodded. He raised his hands once again, making airquotes. \u201cGood.\u201d She sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cOK, lemme have it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, where to start?\u201d Angel suddenly rose, agitated, and ran his hand through his hair. He walked a few steps away and turned to face her. \u201cHow could you both be so stupid?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe were drunk!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAsked and answered.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, c\u2019mon, Angel, we can fix this. I think.\u201d He glared at her. \u201cIt\u2019s not that bad. I mean, it\u2019s\u2026you know\u2026.bad\u2026but Jeeze\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot that bad? Really? Cordy, do you have any idea\u2026\u201d He broke off, glaring at her wildly before crossing to her and yanking her to her feet in one fluid move. Startled, she looked up at him as he gripped her wrists and looked down at her with an almost feral glint in his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d her voice was a squeak.<\/p>\n
\u201cKissing the bride.\u201d was muttered before his head lowered and his lips pressed to hers firmly. It was hard and quick, and Cordy didn\u2019t have time to react before he raised his face and looked down at her before dropping her hands and turning away, seeming to draw a steadying breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel\u2026\u201d her voice was soft and slightly confused.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordelia\u2026don\u2019t.\u201d He stood with his back to her. He was still for a moment before turning to her, his hands on his hips, holding his jacket back. \u201cOk. What have you done about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMmm\u2026.went back to the chapel\u2026.seems there are no do-overs..\u201d she smiled weakly, guessing it would be best to ignore the kiss. He looked back at her without a change in expression. \u201cNow, I guess we have to go home and get an attorney and see about getting it annulled. Or a divorce. I\u2019m not sure what the difference is.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel rubbed his forehead as if he was getting a headache. \u201cAn annulment usually means the marriage wasn\u2019t\u2026.consummated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t.\u201d Cordy\u2019s voice was flat.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re sure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYES.\u201d Angel seemed to relax.<\/p>\n
\u201cOk. Then we\u2019re\u2026..I mean, you\u2019re good. You can go see an attorney and get this whole thing over with. Should be simple.\u201d They both stood there, silent, looking at each other.<\/p>\n
Cordelia opened her mouth to speak just as the restroom door opened and Wesley calmly walked out, his face pale but composed.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry about that. Stomach\u2019s a little\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEmpty, Wes.\u201d Cordelia looked around. \u201cYou haven\u2019t eaten all day, and you\u2019re a mess.\u201d She looked around a bit before sitting down at the sofa and leaning over to cut a small piece of cake. She placed it on a plate and held it out to him. \u201cC\u2019mon. Take a small bite.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wesley trudged over to her and sat down beside her, looking balefully down at the cake. \u201cI don\u2019t think I can.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWes, you need something. Just take a bite\u2026\u201d Cordelia broke off a small bite and held it up to his mouth with her fingers, smiling at him coaxingly. \u201cJust a bite and we\u2019ll check out and get you something better in your tummy.\u201d Wesley opened his mouth and leaned in and she started to feed him the cake just as a picture of what they must look like flashed in her head.<\/p>\n
She froze, looking over at Angel, who glared at them both.<\/p>\n
\u201cGo on, Cordy, give the groom his cake.\u201d Angel\u2019s voice was almost a snarl. The lightbulb above Wesley\u2019s head suddenly went on and he scrambled back from Cordy and stood, agitated. He jumped up and almost leapt several steps away.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, not at all\u2026 I meant, we didn\u2019t mean\u2026.um\u2026.\u201d he turned frantically to Cordy. \u201cHelp.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOK. I\u2019m done.\u201d Cordy rose up. \u201cI\u2019m packing, we\u2019re outta here. Let\u2019s go home.\u201d She looked at Wesley, trying to smile reassuringly. \u201cIt\u2019ll be fine. Johnny Cochran here tells me we can get an annulment, so it will be good.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel snorted and she threw him a dirty look. Turning back to Wes, she said, \u201cGet your stuff out of the bathroom and let\u2019s blow this marriage hole.\u201d Wesley nodded and walked to the bathroom, turning slightly and not meeting Angel\u2019s gaze.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was an accident, Angel. We never intended\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel seemed to sigh. \u201cI know. I know. I\u2019m just\u2026.it just surprised me. That\u2019s all. Let\u2019s go home.\u201d Wesley nodded and turned to go back into the bathroom to get his shave kit.<\/p>\n
Cordelia looked back at Angel, wariness in her eyes as she walked to the bed and began gathering sundry items to toss into her travel bag.<\/p>\n
He watched her a moment, then slowly turned back to the small cake sitting on the table. He leaned down and plucked the groom off the cake, looking down at it as he slowly closed his fist, crunching the small figure into a pile of broken shards.<\/p>\n
Shaking the mess off his hands, he glanced at Cordy to make sure she hadn\u2019t noticed and then plucked up the bride, brushing crumbs off of it before tucking it away in his pocket.<\/p>\n
20 minutes later they were on the road, driving through the Nevada desert in the inky black of night. Just married. Mr. and Mrs. Wyndam-Price. Cordelia sighed, sitting next to Angel in the front seat, Wesley silent and still in the back.<\/p>\n
As marriages go, it was off to an ok start, like other marriages. Except her wedding ceremony had been in Klingon. And a vampire was driving her home. And the marriage was already over. She stole a glance at Angel.<\/p>\n
And the vampire was acting almost\u2026..jealous. What was that about?<\/p>\n