Chapter 28<\/b><\/p>\n
\u201cWow.\u201d Fred said for the umpteenth time.<\/p>\n
\u201cFred.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Really. Wow. Cordelia and Angel drank from the Holy Grail. Wow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Cauldron of Adsagsona.\u201d Corrected Wesley.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think you\u2019re going to have to back away from that one.\u201d Gunn shook his head. \u201cSince when did your druid cup, bind Angel\u2019s soul and have a Knight Templar protecting it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sure there is a prophecy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWes, face it. It may be the druid thing, but it was also the Grail. The Grail is real.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wesley got up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWes, just deal, God, the Powers, Druids, the mission it\u2019s all the same as long as it\u2019s on the side of good.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to look for the other discs. Joseph told Angel that there were two more out in the world. He wants them back and I think it would be beneficial to find them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, but I\u2019m going to go get \u2018In Search of the Holy Grail\u2019 I expect you to be there at the showing.\u201d Gunn got up. \u201cHungry?\u201d He turned to Fred. She shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cShould I go get Angel and Cordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gunn shrugged. \u201cI would say no. What do you think, Wes?\u201d Wesley turned from going into his office. \u201cI would have to agree.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, right, they probably need to talk or something. Wow. Cordy\u2019s back.\u201d Fred jumped up and down in her chair. \u201cSafe and back and Angel\u2019s soul is bound. Oh.\u201d Fred stilled and her eyes widened, in realization. \u201cOh. He can have a girlfriend now. Oh.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes darted up to the stairs. \u201cOh, I guess, maybe, no we shouldn\u2019t disturb them.\u201d<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, I think you should sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel, I\u2019m fine. Perfectly healthy, thanks to the Holy Grail. So, I’m immortal, uh. No getting rid of me, now.” Cordelia smiled.<\/p>\n
Angel returned her smile. “Oh, darn.”<\/p>\n
Cordelia stuck her tongue out at the vampire.<\/p>\n
Angel’s smile got bigger then dimmed. “Cordy, we don’t know for sure if you’re immortal. Joseph was noncommital. So, we won’t test it. You will not take any chances with your life.”<\/p>\n
“I wasn’t planning on jumping off the roof, Geez.”<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, you\u2019ve been through a lot, you should get some sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI’m not tired.\u201d Cordelia shook her head adamantly.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, your body may be healed, but you should still rest.”<\/p>\n
\u201cNO.\u201d Cordelia stilled her pacing as she saw Angel wince at her yell. Angel saved her and she was yelling at him. How ungrateful could she be? \u201cAngel, I\u2019m sorry.\u201d She knelt down in front of the seated vampire.<\/p>\n
\u201cI just can\u2019t sleep. Awake I can keep the memories out, but asleep \u2026I was so scared. I don\u2019t want\u2026 I can\u2019t.\u201d Cordelia started to her feet. Angel gently pulled her to his lap.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me. You\u2019re safe with me.\u201d Angel gently stroked his hand down her back. Angel wanted to hold her tighter, to bury his face into her dark hair. Cordelia was alive and he loved her. Now he just had to figure out how and if he would ever tell her.<\/p>\n
Cordelia stared at Angel, her large eyes unblinking. Angel wished he knew what she was thinking.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t want to know.\u201d Cordelia blinked and buried her head into his shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me, Cordy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel felt her breath exhale against his chest. \u201cI thought I would die, hell, I did die. But that wasn\u2019t it. It was the feeling of helplessness. I couldn\u2019t do anything. I tried to escape once, but he caught me. There was nothing I could do. Every time, I would wake, my body was weaker, but my mind clearer. I knew what was happening. I wanted to fight; I wanted you to save me. But nothing. I couldn\u2019t fight and you didn\u2019t come.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel bit back his protestations.<\/p>\n
Cordelia leaned up and cupped his face. \u201cI know you were looking, I know it wasn\u2019t reasonable for me to expect you to swoop down and save me immediately. I\u2019m not criticizing. I was just scared. I pictured you, sitting in Wesley\u2019s office all determined and stuff. I knew if you could you would save me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can always expect that I will save you. I won\u2019t let you die.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that you will always try.\u201d Cordelia nuzzled her head into his shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe box was so small, so dark, so tight. I knew that I was buried. How were you supposed to find me? He was so crazy, angry. He kept drugging and pricking me. Spouting off that he was going to make you suffer for killing his wife and kids. He thought I was your true love. Stupid, uh. I told him that I wasn\u2019t.\u201d Cordelia jerked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him about Buffy. Angel, I just thought since she was your true love and maybe if he went after her, she would kick his ass, that\u2019s all. Don\u2019t be mad, please.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not mad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d Angel pulled her into his tight embrace. He had been angry. He couldn\u2019t help it. Angel was angry at what had been done to her, he had been angry that Cordelia automatically assumed that he didn\u2019t love her.<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI not mad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes you are, but not about Buffy- what are you mad at?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not mad. Just tell me the rest.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia scrunched her face in doubt. \u201cThere\u2019s not much more. He was crazy. He said he killed Darla and something about her demon spawn.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia jerked up again. \u201cAngel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told me that he killed Darla.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe demon spawn?\u201d Cordelia cocked her head at Angel. \u201cAngel, why would you think Darla was pregnant?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2026what?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia\u2019s eyes widened. \u201cYou had sex with her.\u201d The image of Angel and Darla was clear in her mind.<\/p>\n
\u201cVampires can\u2019t have children. Darla couldn\u2019t have been pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that. You know that, yet, you still thought\u2026You slept with Darla. You lied to me.\u201d Cordelia backed off Angel\u2019s lap. \u201cYou looked me straight in the eyes and lied to me.\u201d She turned and ran.<\/p>\n
Angel sat stunned. He had been thinking about that night with Darla. He couldn\u2019t help it. He knew that vampires couldn\u2019t have children, but Randall had implied that Darla had been pregnant. Why Randall had said that Angel didn\u2019t have a clue, but whatever reason it had led Angel to think of the time he had sex with the blonde vampire.<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t meant to think about it, he didn\u2019t want to ever think about that night again. But he had and somehow Cordy had picked up on that thought. Maybe he was giving off waves of guilt for lying to Cordy about it. And now she knew.<\/p>\n
What was he going to do? Not sit here. Angel jumped up and charged out of the room.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is she?\u201d Angel ran down the steps to face Gunn and Fred.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe just went running out, Wesley went after her. Why did she run out? Wasn\u2019t she happy that your soul was bound? I thought it was the happily ever after, what happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gunn nudged at Fred, trying to quiet her babbling. \u201cOh, have I said something wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer was interrupted as Wesley came back into the hotel.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Cordy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn a cab, she got in before I could stop her. Angel what happened? Why did Cordy go running out here angry and crying?\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel could think of no reason not to tell. \u201cCordelia found out I slept with Darla.\u201d Angel looked at his feet. No other reason except for what was about to happen.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere better have been some weird voodoo involved or I\u2019m about to go all disgusted with your vamp self again. And this time, no lectures from English.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t worry, Gunn. I\u2019ll be right with you. How? When? Why? And why aren\u2019t you Angelus?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho\u2019s Darla?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSkanky old vamp flame. Bad news. Kills people.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought Angel loved Cordelia. Why would he have sex with a skanky old vampire.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExcellent question, Fred. Angel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was\u2026.I was going through a dark period, it seemed to be the thing to do. It didn\u2019t mean anything, it\u2019s not like I turned evil.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI do hope you have a better explanation when Cordelia deems to talk to you again.\u201d Wesley nodded.<\/p>\n
Chapter 29<\/b><\/p>\n
Lorne pulled on his robe as the outside buzzer let out continuous noise. One guess as to the late night visitor was. He shuffled his feet as he opened to the door. Okay wrong guess. The dark broody one he expected, the princess he didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
\u201cLorne, I need your help.\u201d Cordelia pushed past the host.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, come in Princess tell me what\u2019s on your mind. Or better yet tell me what\u2019s on my mine. It seems you\u2019ve found your power.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI suspected, when you tossed me around the room. So what happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was kidnapped, drugged, maybe tortured, and definitely buried alive, I got mad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnderstandable. So, what happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not really sure. I do know that somehow I broke the straps, it didn\u2019t really help though, I was still buried and I busted the oxygen tank. But later, after I was saved, I was able to read what Angel was thinking…I saw him and Darla together…having sex.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEww. Not the thought I bet he wanted you to know about. So, what do you want with me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFA, LA, LA, tell me what\u2019s going on.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have power. Obviously, the stress of your unpleasant ordeal brought it to head. Though, I imagine that the Julie Andrews swirling incident triggered it. This new wild capped adventure cemented it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do I do with it, what is it? Where did it come from? And why did Angel sleep with Darla?\u2019<\/p>\n
\u201cWhoa, on the rage. I don\u2019t want to be up against the wall. Why don\u2019t you try talking?”<\/p>\n
\u201cI am\u2026\u201d Cordelia stopped as she realized that she hadn\u2019t said a word out loud and either had Lorne.<\/p>\n
\u201cLorne?\u201d She pleaded out loud.<\/p>\n
\u201cAs to why the big handsome lug chose Darla as his rock bottom, I don\u2019t know. Availability, familiarity, bad taste, who knows. As to your blooming power,- hidden talent encouraged by side effect power from your visions. You need practice. We can\u2019t have you tossing everyone you are mad at against the wall.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don’t do that.”<\/p>\n
“Not yet.”<\/p>\n
“So, you’ll help me?”<\/p>\n
\u201cSilly little powerful princess, of course. But the big lug is your deal. \u201c<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s not in her apartment.\u201d Angel slammed his coat on the counter. \u201cWhere is she?\u201d Angel wondered how many times he had asked that question over the last few days, and how long he was going to continue to ask that question.<\/p>\n
There had to be a way to make Cordelia stay put. Angel just hoped that this time, Cordelia was merely angry and off being mad, rather than in danger. Of course, the longer she was out of his sight, the greater the chance that something dangerous would happen. Angel took a deep breath. The unnecessary act gave him time to calm down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI went to Lorne.\u201d Fred reminded the others that Lorne helped her when she was upset and wanted to run away when her parents first came to town.<\/p>\n
Angel grabbed his coat.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ve got to get better at this detective stuff.\u201d Gunn, Wesley and Fred followed the vampire out the door.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want me to let them in?” Lorne cocked his head towards the door. The buzzer was making rapid, repeated noises.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot really.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLovely lady, please rethink that.\u201d Lorne winced as the buzzing became more frantic. \u201cI just got the club up and running again, I don\u2019t want to have to replace the door after the dark prince kicks it open. Patience isn\u2019t really his strongest attribute when to comes to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy do you say that?” How come I can\u2019t tell what you\u2019re thinking?”<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause, flamboyant I may be, an open book, I\u2019m not.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia scrunched her face and concentrated on reading Lorne.<\/p>\n
\u201cPrincess, now you\u2019re just being rude.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHmmph. Okay. Let him in.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you. Demon contractors are a bitch to deal with.\u201d Lorne went to the bar. \u201cHello, come in. Though, I imagine it\u2019s not me you\u2019re here to see. Drink anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia winced as an influx of emotions and thoughts bombarded her. They were all jumbled, taking the forms of mixed up flashes of pictures. She couldn\u2019t distinguish which flashes belonged to who. Cordelia tried to concentrate and separate the imagines, but it was too confusing and the start of a killer headache was threatening. \u201cLorne?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoors, honey. Find the source and shut the door.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia nodded. Lorne had told her to picture each thought that intruded as coming through a door. A door, which she could close.<\/p>\n
\u201cLorne, what\u2019s going on?\u201d Angel stared at Cordelia. Her face was scrunched up in concentration.<\/p>\n
\u201cSh, big guy. The princess needs a little quiet. And besides, she\u2019s still pissed. And believe me, you don\u2019t want to make her even madder.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShh.\u201d Lorne waved a finger at the vampire.<\/p>\n
Cordelia tried to pick out the predominate feelings. Frustration, nervousness, confusion, fear, guilt. Flashes of her lying on the ground, her body limp, covered in dirt, imagines of her running out of Angel\u2019s room, pictures of Angel reading Cosmopolitan, doing a quiz. A Comos quiz? Why? Cordelia couldn\u2019t think about that now. She had to slam the door on Angel\u2019s thoughts. Once they were safely away, she turned her concentration to the other thoughts.<\/p>\n
Imagines of Angel dressed like the man in black saving Cordelia\u2019s Buttercup. Fred. Door shut. Gunn and Wesley\u2019s were next. She shut out the memory of Gunn\u2019s old gang trashing the club as well as his relief at Cordelia being okay. That left Wesley. Again relief, care. The image of Wesley lecturing Angel. Cordelia smiled as the door shut.<\/p>\n
\u201cBetter, Princess?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think so. No.\u201d Angel\u2019s guilt kept trying to get through her door, his guilt and love. Love. She had to see that.<\/p>\n
\u201cUhmh.\u201d Lorne cleared his throat. \u201cIt\u2019s rude to go where you haven\u2019t been invited.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia slammed the door and pouted at the host.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do I stop you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s just another door, darling.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHmmph.\u201d Cordelia looked down at her clenched hands, concentrating on keeping all the doors closed.<\/p>\n
\u201cLorne.\u201d Angel\u2019s patience was wearing thin. He wanted to get Cordelia alone and explain what had happened with Darla. He wanted to apologize. He wanted to tell her he loved her. And he was damn frustrated that he didn\u2019t understand what was going on with her. And scared that she wouldn\u2019t forgive him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Princess has discovered her power. We\u2019re practicing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPower?\u201d \u201cWhat power?\u201d \u201cLorne?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia winced again as her friends\u2019 confusion pushed up against the doors. \u201cMake them stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t work that way, honey. Okay, uh, Gunn, Fred darling, why don\u2019t you go back to the hotel. No. Gunn, I\u2019m not still pissed, it\u2019s just that Cordy can\u2019t handle everyone yet. Don\u2019t worry, you\u2019ll be let in on the scoop.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnglish?\u201d \u201cWes?\u201d Wesley looked at Cordy then the host. \u201cGo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia sighed in relief as her two friends with their confused emotions left the building. Their absence made it possible for her to block out Wesley and Angel. \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLorne, you explain.\u201d Cordelia bit her lip.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course. It seems that the Princess as discovered her power during this last little adventure.\u201d Lorne held up his hands to prevent the questions. \u201cSmorgasbord of latent talents are blooming. Telepathy, empathy, on past experience I’m also assuming the ability to toss things around.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordelia can read our minds?\u201d Wesley sat back, trying to remember what he had been thinking about.<\/p>\n
\u201dDon\u2019t freak, it\u2019s not like it was that hard to do in the first place.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs it dangerous?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia rolled her eyes at Angel. \u201cGeez, that\u2019s always your first thought. Cordy goes to the store. Is it dangerous? And no I didn\u2019t read your mind- I just know how you think.\u201d Cordelia leaned back, crossed her arms and glared.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t go into full brood mode, big guy. There is no danger, at least to the Princess. Your thoughts have already put you near the red zone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou lied to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWesley, how about we move from the red zone. This could get dicey. \u201c Lorne got up. \u201cNow, Princess no throwing things, vampires included.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know how.\u201d Cordelia\u2019s chin rested her hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, I\u2019m sorry. I\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLied.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. I\u2019m sorry. It just happened. I was\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGoing through a bad time.\u201d Making quotations in the air. \u201cAnd went all Man. Men. Gee. Did it help you over your slump? You know doing the horizontal tango.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you\u2019re going to answer your own questions, then you don\u2019t need me here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t get huffy with me. And I\u2019m not reading your mind. I just know you. Or at least I thought I did. I thought you being all eunuchy would prevent you from being such a Man.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not an eunuch.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cObviously.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy. I\u2019m sorry. And as\u2026it did help.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel. I don\u2019t what the gory details. Please. Eww.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I mean, I hit rock bottom and had nowhere else to go except back to the right path. It\u2019s not like I turned evil or anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLucky us. What if you had, what if that \u2018bad place\u2019 you were in hadn\u2019t been enough to keep you from feeling \u2018joy\u2019. You took a chance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t thinking. I was just so\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDepressed, down, mean\u2026Your acted no different than the depressed loser that shoots up the post office in an attempt to kill himself, not caring if others- perfectly happy others- are hurt or killed. You lied to me, you played Russian roulette with Angelus. How am I supposed to trust you again? How?\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel looked down at these hands. Cordelia didn\u2019t trust him. This was what he always feared, why he never told her the truth. It wasn\u2019t just her anger he had been afraid of, that he could have handled, but her disappointment, her feeling of betrayal. That\u2019s what he didn\u2019t know how to fix.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease believe me Cordy. So much has happened since that dark period. I\u2019ve realized so many things. Just like you know that I will always save you, I won\u2019t betray your trust ever again.\u201d Angel lifted his eyes pleading with Cordelia to believe him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can\u2019t guarantee that.\u201d Cordelia shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordelia, if you can read my mind, then read it, know that I\u2019m telling the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t read minds. I see emotions and pictures. Mini visions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you see?\u201d Angel didn\u2019t know how this worked. Did he just think over and over again that Cordy could trust him? Or did he just think of everything. He didn\u2019t know, so he just felt.<\/p>\n
Cordelia stared at the vampire. He looked so anxious. She slowly allowed the door to open. Cordelia closed her eyes at the onslaught of emotions and imagines. Fear, she felt Angel\u2019s fear that she wouldn\u2019t believe him that she would leave him. She saw imagines of her on her bed suffering from that vision thing, she saw herself in the hospital under Vocah\u2019s curse. She felt the fear and panic when she disappeared through the portal. She felt his determination and need to save her.<\/p>\n
Her eyes widened as she saw the iron pipe piercing the mind hijackers gross brain. She felt his cold rage and satisfaction that the big head guy was dead. Then the imagines changed no longer of her in danger, but her sparing with Angel, her sleeping, the flowers in the basement, her smiling, Angel smiling in return, all accompanied by awe.<\/p>\n
Then the visions changed again. This time Cordelia couldn\u2019t recognize them. They were of impossible things. Angel holding her hand on a sunlit beach. Him kissing her, touching her with tenderness, love and desire. Cordelia gasped and slammed the door to the picture that was becoming erotically x-rated. Cordelia shoved her chair back and got up.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou love me?\u201d She stumbled backwards. \u201cI\u2019ve got to go home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy.\u201d Angel swiftly moved blocking her path, his hands on her shoulders. \u201cCordy.\u201d Angel gently raised her chin.<\/p>\n
Cordelia shook her head.<\/p>\n
Angel smiled. \u201cYes, I do.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia bit her lips and scrunched up her brows. It had definitely felt like Angel loved her. But how? When?<\/p>\n
\u201cUm, Cordy. Say something, please. I don\u2019t know what you’re thinking.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia shrugged her shoulders. \u201cI don\u2019t know what I\u2019m thinking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you feeling anything?\u201d Angel said. He was getting really nervous.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy stomach hurts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sick? I told you should\u2019ve rested.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia stared then her shoulders started to shake.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, are you alright, Cordy.\u201d Angel was getting worried. Cordelia seemed to be having convulsions.<\/p>\n
Cordelia broke out laughing. \u201cI\u2019m not sick, I\u2019m in love, you dork.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, the Pillsbury Dough Boy. Geez.\u201d Cordelia shook her head. \u201cDork.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh.\u201d A goofy grin slowly appeared on Angel\u2019s face. \u201cNow what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know. We go home?\u201d Cordelia shrugged.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, do you like massages?\u201d<\/p>\n
End\u00a0???<\/b>
\nI’m sorry if this seems a bit rushed, but I’ve got a horrible week at work coming up so- I wanted to get this out…It’s pretty much ended, but if I have time- I’ll probably add an Epilogue.<\/em><\/p>\n