SUMMARY: What happened when Cordy went on vacation with Groo, and after her return.
POSTED: 26 Sep 2003
CONTENT/PAIRING: C/A and C/Aus
WARNINGS: Sexual Situations
FICPIC CREDIT: N/A
AUTHOR NOTES: None
Cordelia sat on the beach under a sunshade watching the Groosalug frolicking in the surf with a group of teenagers. She sighed, sometimes she felt like his mother not his supposed lover she felt so old. Still it had done her good this holiday paid for by Angel, it gave her a chance to recap and rethink her life. This year had been a hectic one so far what with Connor being born then her having such an almighty vision that she thought she had died, only to find that to live she had to become part demon. She still kept checking for horns or a tail! But so far the only manifestation had been the floating episode, which she hadn’t been able to duplicate yet.
She laid back and rested her eyes from the glare of the ocean, it was nice to have nothing to think about for a change, she wondered how the others were getting on without her. She had decided that when she returned she would make a real effort to tell Angel how she felt about him so that perhaps they could stop tiptoeing around each other as though they were walking on eggs. She had realised soon after she and Groo had arrived at the holiday resort that there was no way she was going to sleep with him, even though when she left she’d had ever intention of doing so, so much so that she’d got a potion to take so that he didn’t take her visions from her. When she had thought about it on the flight over, she realised that while she had fancied him it was only because she had unwittingly tried to turn him into Angel, cutting his hair the same style and giving him some of Angels clothes to wear. They were quite similar in build, but that’s as far as it went, Groo had no conversation skills and was really just a big kid who could fight well. Angel was a no bone as far as she was concerned, so Groo had been convenient, as he seemed so devoted to her.
She had been relieved when the room they occupied had twin beds and after a struggle the first night she had persuaded Groo to sleep on his own and apart from a few comments about ‘Comshuk’ he hadn’t objected too much. She thought he got so much exercise during the day, as he was never still for more than about 5 minutes, that he was worn out at night and so didn’t pester her at all.
She was quite surprised that she hadn’t had a vision about LA. She had one after the first week, about a demon from the sea coming on the beach to devour the swimmers, but Groo had been able to despatch it demon swiftly without involving any one else.
Her thoughts kept returning to LA the more she thought about it the more worried she became. She had rung Fred when they arrived and given her the hotels telephone number just in case they needed to get in touch, she had been surprised that they hadn’t rung at all in the last 10 days. She suddenly decided that she would give them a ring just to check on Connor if nothing else. She got up and went to there room and put a call through to the Hyperion. She was surprised that the answer phone picked up, she looked at her watch it was 4pm someone should have been there at this time of the day. She left a message saying she would call later and wandered back down to the beach. Groo was now involved in a game of volleyball, he was very competitive and had to be told the rules very clearly otherwise he tended to run off with whatever was being thrown and as he could run very fast the others had no chance of catching him. On more than one occasion she had had to intervene to stop an argument breaking out between them.
She ordered a long cool drink from the waiter who’d been trying to chat her up all week much to Groos disgust. He had said the waiter was unworthy to talk to her she had laughed at that thinking the waiter was actually very ‘worthy’, he was taking a year off after Yale to travel round the resorts before joining his Fathers stock broking firm later this year. They had chatted quite a bit about the merits of various Universities. She had been accepted at all the best ones but when her father had lost all his money she had to turn them down. Which is partly how she ended up with the job she did now.
She sat back and tried to get back to the relaxed feeling she’d had earlier, but something wasn’t right she felt a tingling in her head as though an alarm clock was ringing a long way away. It didn’t feel like a vision but there was defiantly something odd going on. She waited another hour then went back to the room to call LA again. Someone should be there now it was Connor’s teatime.
The phone rang and rang until finally Fred, who sounded awful, picked it up. ‘Angel Investigations’ Fred mumbled.
‘Hi Fred, it’s Cordy you sound awful have you got a cold?’ said Cordy.
‘Oh Cordy am I glad to hear from you, he wouldn’t let me ring you and then he hid the paper with the number on it and we couldn’t remember which hotel you were in, it’s so awful I …..’ she stopped.
Cordy thought she was crying, but that was nothing new for Fred although she’d been better lately.
‘What’s up?’ asked Cordy ‘is everything all right?’ she was beginning to get a bit worried the pricking in her brain was getting worse.
Fred took a deep breath and tried to talk ‘it’s Connor, he’s been kidnapped, and Wesley nearly died and is in hospital and Angel has gone over the edge we don’t know what to do with him’ she gasped before breaking down in tears again.
‘Right’ said Cordy ‘I’ll get the next flight back’ she had hardly absorbed what Fred has said after the bit about Connor. She knew if anything had happened to him, even though he wasn’t her son he felt like it, she wouldn’t forgive herself. She hung up and rang the tour reps pager then went down to the lobby to wait for her.
Samantha, the tour rep. hurried towards Cordy ‘what’s up’ she asked.
‘I need to get home urgently’ said Cordy ‘can you arrange a flight today?’
‘I’ll see what I can do’ Sam replied and went over to the main office. She poked her head out a while later and said ‘there’s a flight leaving in 2 hours but they only have one place will that be OK?’
‘Yes anything’ said Cordy pacing in the lobby. Sam came out of the office and said she had booked Cordy on it but what about Groo. Cordy realised she had forgotten all about him in her haste.
‘Could you look after him, please?’ Cordy asked Sam, she knew Sam had a soft spot for him.
‘You know make sure he gets the flight home ok. I think he knows enough to manage for 10days on his own.’ She had told them that Groo had had a very sheltered upbringing as a reason for his odd behaviour at times.
‘Yes I’d love to, your not romantically attached to him are you?’ Sam asked.
‘No I thought I was but being here has made me realise I can’t love him’ replied Cordy.
‘Good, that means I’m in with a chance’ said Sam. Cordy laughed thinking if Sam knew where Groo came from she would run a mile.
Cordy went back up to the room and quickly packed her few belongings, then she went to find Groo who was now running about helping to set up the barbeque that had been scheduled for that night. He understood this, roasting parts of beasts over an open fire to eat them. Cordy went over to him and told him she had to leave, as there was a problem at the hotel in LA. He immediately wanted to come with her but she explained that the was only one seat on the plane, and that Sam would look after him until it was time to catch the correct flight back. Sam came over just then and said to Groo ‘Come on Groo you can carry some of the food out’ he went with her after a few backward glances at Cordy. ‘Are you sure my princess?’ he said. ‘Yes, see you in 10 days’ Cordy called.
She managed to catch the flight with only a few minutes to spare. She thanked God that they hadn’t gone to Jamaica where she had first thought of going; at least the Mexican resort wasn’t too long a flight from LA. She landed at 11.30pm and got a cab to the Hyperion. When she got there the place looked trashed and deserted. She went into the foyer and looked around.
‘Hello’ she said ‘anyone around?’ Fred and Gunn came out of the kitchen. They looked wrecked.
‘Come in here and we’ll fill you in’ said Gunn.
She went in to the kitchen and they told he what had happened. Apparently Wesley had translated a prophecy to mean that after the fire and storm the father will kill the son and had got worried when Angel had said that Connor smelt like food. Then there had been the earthquake and the fire; it all seemed to add up to the wording. So he had taken Connor to try to get him to the watchers council for safety, but on the way he had been attacked and Connor kidnapped, what was worse Angel had had to watch as Holtz, the man who took Connor, disappeared with him through a portal into another dimension. When Angel tried to follow he couldn’t get through and the portal closed.
Cordy was crying by the time they’d finished. ‘How’s Angel, he must be devastated?’ she cried.
‘Yes he is, his gone over the edge, he tried to kill Wes in hospital and when he came back he was smashing everything to pieces so we had to dart him’ said Gunn ‘he’s in the basement chained up, but now he wont feed or speak to us at all, I’m so glad your back perhaps he’ll talk to you.’
Cordy stood up and wiped the tears from her face.
‘Give me the keys I’ll see if he’ll talk to me’ she said ‘and you 2 go and get some rest you look shattered.’
‘Are you sure?’ said Fred ‘he’s awful wild at times I tried to get him to take some blood but he just knocked it out of my hand.’
‘Yes, I’ll be Ok, he usually listens to me if I go on long enough’ replied Cordy as they quickly left eager to get away from it all for a while. Cordy felt sorry for them, they had only just started dating.
She pocketed the keys Gunn had left and made her way cautiously down to the basement. When she got to the bottom of the steps she was shocked by what she saw Angel was manacled to the wall his left hand close but the right with a bit more freedom, his head hung down and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight since she’d seen him last. He looked a mess his hair was sticking out even more than usual he had blood all over him and his clothes and running sores where he’d tried to break the manacles off his wrists. He was barefoot and barely conscious. The floor around him was dark red with spilt blood, or Cordy hoped it was spilt and not his anyway.
She approached him with caution knowing how fast he could move if he wanted.
‘Angel’ she said, ‘I came as soon as I heard, why didn’t you let them phone me?’
He straightened up at the sound of her voice. ‘Cordy…’ he gasped ‘you came back, I didn’t think you would.’
‘Of course I would you should know that I love you both, how could you not tell me’ she cried tears falling down her face. ‘I’m so sorry I wasn’t here ….’ she stopped unable to go on. He looked at her so sorrowfully that she was sure she felt her heart break.
‘Cor, they took our baby’ he whispered.
She went over to him and kissed him gently, when he didn’t pull away she put her arms round him and hugged him tightly. He shifted around as she felt his ribs sticking out it obviously hurt him.
‘You must have some blood you just skin and bone’ she said ‘if I get you some will you drink it’
He looked at her ‘Wolfram & Hart put Connor’s blood in my supply did you know? I can’t face it any more’ he said.
She looked at him with sorrow. Then she had an idea ‘come on lets get you cleaned up’ she said undoing the manacles and chains.
‘How do you know I wont hurt you?’ he asked.
‘The way I feel now you couldn’t make me feel worse whatever you do’ she replied.
She helped him away from the wall and up the stairs to the suite she had used when she had spent the night, she didn’t think it would be a good idea to be in his suite. When she shut the door she pushed him towards the bathroom.
‘Go on have a shower then we’ll talk’ she said as she left him to go and get him some clean clothes.
She was shocked when she saw the state of his suite what with the earthquake and the fire there wasn’t much left. She gulped when she saw Connor’s sooty cot in the corner with a few forlorn toys in it. She shook herself Angel needed her to be strong; there would be time for grieving later. She went to his closet luckily the fire hadn’t got that far. She got him a set of clean clothes and returned to her suite with them. She was surprised he hadn’t moved from where she’d left him near the bathroom door.
‘I can’t be bothered’ he said, ‘I just want it to end.’
‘Come on stop thinking like that’ she said ‘that’s not the way to get him back is it?’
She pushed him into the bathroom but he still didn’t want to do anything so taking a deep breath she started to undress him. She took his shirt off then undid his pants relieved that he had boxers on underneath; she’d never been quite sure. She made him step out of his pants then pushed him over to the shower and in it. She turned the water on and waited for him to do something, he just stood under the spray as if he didn’t know what to do.
‘Oh well’ she thought to herself ‘here goes’ as she quickly stripped off her dress and jewellery.
She had a respectable black bra and briefs set on underneath and after all he’d seen her in that shell bikini at her last audition, say nothing of her ‘Princess’ outfit from Pylea. She kicked off her high-healed sandals and stepped into the shower with him, got a sponge and some shower gel and started washing him. At first he just stood then slowly as though he was coming round from a deep sleep he turned to look at her. He put his arms round her as she reached up to lather his hair.
‘Are you going to leave me as well’ he asked.
‘No why should I?’ she replied.
‘Groo?’ he said.
‘I’ve left him having fun in the sun’ she said smiling ‘that was just not going to be, I realised it’s you I want’ she stopped, “now I’ve said it” she thought “I wonder what he’ll do”
He looked at her and then pulled her close to him and kissed her, gently at first then when he felt her mouth opening he deepened it hugging her with a quiet desperation. She felt her head swimming she’d never been kissed like this before. It evoked all the dreams she’d had of him in the past.
When they finally pulled apart he said ‘are you going to finish the job then?’
‘What job’ she said.
‘Washing me’ he almost grinned at her embarrassment as she noticed his obvious arousal.
‘I think you can manage the rest yourself’ she said.
‘Chicken’ he whispered huskily.
‘I’m not’ she said and before she could change her mind she ripped his boxers down and started to sponge him down. She’d got used to Groo running around the room in the resort naked when he came out of the shower, but she had to stifle a gasp when she looked at Angel, he seemed rather well endowed to her. She felt herself becoming aroused at her thoughts.
He pulled her to him again and began to kiss her thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. The next thing she realised was he’d undone her bra and was removing it then he pushed her briefs down her legs and then held her close, naked flesh touching the whole length of her body. She gasped as she felt his erection against her and then again as his hand parted her legs and his fingers slipped into her. She knew she wouldn’t last long she’d thought about this moment for too long. He sensed she was about to come so he stopped what he was doing and lifted her up to sink into her warmth as he wrapped her legs round his body. She gasped as she got used to him inside her and he groaned knowing he couldn’t last long when he felt her muscled contracting round him. He thrust a few times and that was all it took for him to climax with such a force he nearly collapsed on the floor.
They pulled apart and kissed under the spray then Cordy turned off the shower and reached for some towels to dry them with. She led him out of the shower and was amazed how thin he was.
‘When did you last eat?’ she asked as she dried them both.
‘Can’t remember’ he mumbled.
She pushed him on to the bed and lay down beside him. She put her arms round him and kissed him tenderly, she felt him begin to respond to her as he gathered her into his arms. She felt his erection on her hip and moved over to take him in her mouth. He hissed when he felt her mouth on him and shuddered as she licked and sucked him cupping his balls with her hand. He dragged her away from his cock, as he knew it would finish him if she carried on. He turned her onto her back and parted her legs and moved to lick and nibble at her as his fingers pushed into her. She was soon writhing under him as he did exquisite things to her.
‘Angel’ she moaned ‘I need you now.’
He moved over her body and positioned himself at her entrance, then impaled her with one thrust. She gasped as she tried to accommodate him in one go. He stayed still to let her get accustomed to his size, then she was urging him on wrapping her legs round his hips, stroking his back and nipping at his neck as he thrust into her with long slow strokes nearly pulling out before sinking in again. She wanted to rake his back with her nails but figured he’d lost enough blood already.
‘Mmmm Angel’ she sighed as she shuddered beneath him feeling her orgasm starting.
She now knew what the transuding furies had been on about. He could feel her muscles tightening around him and knew he would soon follow her. Then she nipped his neck; it was all he needed to plunge his fangs into her neck and suck her blood, as the first taste flooded into his mouth he sucked harder as he climaxed into her, his warm semen filling her. He took more of her blood than he meant to, but it was intoxicating for him. He was so hungry and she tasted so good. She sighed against him as she came down to earth. She felt light headed she didn’t know whether from the wonderful sex or the blood loss. She was surprised that he felt warm inside her she was sure he hadn’t the first time.
‘Enough’ she whispered in his ear and felt his fangs retract as he gently licked the wounds to stop the bleeding. ‘Now sleep’ she added ‘we’ll talk in the morning’, he rolled off her but still kept her in his arms.
To his surprise he fell asleep immediately, she lay awake for a while thinking about what had happened ‘did he love her or was it just a release for him?’ she wondered. She’d try and find out in the morning.
When Angel woke up he felt much better. She rolled over as she felt his hands on her and his mouth on her neck.
‘Morning’ she said ‘you look a lot better than yesterday.’
‘I’m good’ he said. They talked about what had happened since she went away and Connor’s disappearance. Angel had gone to the Oracles but as usual they had been no help. He had decided he was going to Wolfram & Hart when Gunn & Fred had tackled him and chained him up.
‘Now you’re back I feel able to go on’ he said. She looked at him with love in her eyes as she kissed him. He made love to her again and when they both got the release they needed they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Later that morning Angel woke up he felt odd all of a sudden he had an awful pain in his chest.
‘Oh No, Cordy get out now!!’ he gasped as he recognised the feeling as he felt his soul leaving him.
Cordelia woke up and looked at him in horror.
‘Angel?’ she asked. But before she could move his hand shot out and grabbed her.
‘Wrong baby’ he snarled ‘its Angelus, I’m back and I feel good, come here I want some more of that lovin’ you’re so keen to give soul boy.’
Angelus pushed her on to her back and plunged himself into her without any hesitation. She gasped, as she hadn’t been ready for him. He thrust into her ferociously and as he felt himself come he sank his fangs into the scar on her neck and started to drain her. She struggled against him and managed to get him off her, only because he’d decided he save her for later. She lay battered and bruised wondering how this had happened.
When he’d finished he went into the shower and soon returned drying himself with a towel. He went to his suite and returned with some leather jeans and a black silk shirt. He didn’t bother with underwear. She watched in a daze through half closed eyes as he dressed.
Angelus turned to her and said ‘you can clean yourself up then I want you ready for me, I have some business to attend to but I won’t be long. Don’t even think of escaping coz you’re mine and it will only make it worse for the others if you disobey me.’ With that he turned and left, dead locking the door behind him.
Cordy felt the tears well up after he left, then decided it wasn’t doing her any good, she was no “cryBuffy”. She pulled herself together and went into the bathroom.
She stepped into the shower shocked by what had happened, she hadn’t thought his soul would be a problem after all he didn’t love her did he? Also with Connor’s kidnap she didn’t think he would be happy enough to lose it. She thought it must have been that last time, there seemed to be something different about it. When she had finished scrubbing, she dried herself, and then started to think of ways to get away.
She tried to get out of the suite but Angelus had deadlocked the door behind him, this suite didn’t have a balcony so there would be no escape there, and as it was the third floor up, she couldn’t practically climb out of the window. She gave up and looked round for some clothes to wear, but had to put her still damp bra and briefs from yesterday and the sundress she had travelled in, as she had no others, her suitcases were in the lobby, “may as well be a million miles away” she thought.
Cordy looked for a telephone to call out but there didn’t seem to be one in this suite, so she went and grabbed her cell phone from her purse but was dismayed to notice it was nearly flat, she rang Willow, but only managed to leave a short message on the Wicca’s answer service. Then she rang Gunn and quickly explained what had happened adding that he and Fred better keep clear and be on the look out for Angelus. She knew Angel had never been invited into Gunn’s digs so thought they would be safe there. Wesley should be OK in hospital, especially as Angel had already had a go at him, the staff would be on the look out for him. She gave him Willows number and said that if she couldn’t get to a phone any more he would have to work something out to capture Angel and then anchor his soul again, with help from Willow. She added that he would need an ‘orb of Thesulah’, to complete the spell. Gunn asked why he couldn’t just stake him but Cordy said that Angel had to be saved if at all possible. Then her phone beeped and went flat, she knew her charger was at her apartment, so it looked as though she would be relying on Gunn to sort it.
Angelus made his way from the Hyperion basement and into the sewers, he was feeling good, it felt so much better to be himself, rather than that tormented wuss Angel. He hummed a little tune as he made his way into Wolfram & Hart’s underground car park. He remembered there was something he had to do here, but it didn’t seem important now all he wanted was to find Lilah and give her the shafting she deserved. He knew which car was hers and so strode confidently over to stand in the shadows nearby as he waited for her to come down from the offices.
He had been waiting about an hour before she appeared and had begun to get impatient. He was about to leave to find a meal when she emerged from the lift. “Good she was alone” he thought to himself, not that he minded an audience it just meant he would have to kill more people and he wasn’t up to full strength yet, mind you Cordy’s blood sure hit the spot he thought, deciding he would keep her alive for a little while, just for his pleasure and to torment soul boy.
Lilah walked over to her car and unlocked it as she did so she suddenly felt a presence behind her, she whirled round cursing herself for being so stupid as to have come down here on her own. She stared straight into Angel’s eyes, she shuddered as she saw how cold they looked and she just knew she was in big trouble.
‘Angel’ she gasped ‘you made me jump, what are you doing here at this time of the day?’ She’d always thought she would be safe during the day, “how wrong can you be?” she thought.
‘I’ve come for you’ he replied ‘and the names’ Angelus, you didn’t think you would get away with all the things you’ve done did you. You’ve tried to bring me back enough times, so now I’m here,’ he purred at her as he closed in and licked her neck. She stiffened as he did so realising she was in serious trouble, but couldn’t stop her self from responding to him; she’d always fancied the tall, handsome vampire. She moaned as he moved round to her mouth and bit her lip. He could smell she was becoming aroused.
He sniffed then laughed at her ‘I can’t believe you, you want me’ he said ‘even though you know you’re going to die.’
The vampire ripped her shirt open and tore her bra off then moved down and licked her breast before sinking his fangs in and sucking her blood. It wasn’t as good as Cordy’s but he didn’t care he had to get his strength back up. He pulled her skirt up and ripped her briefs off, before she knew what was happening he had roughly thrust his fingers into her. Her body responded despite the fact that her heart was frantically beating. He unzipped his pants and pulled himself out and pushed into her in one smooth action. Lilah tried to fight him but he easily held her hands in one of his, as he licked and bit as much of bare skin as he could. He heard her moan as she began to climax around him, but he carried on even after she begged him to stop. He finally came and as he finished he said to her ‘I hope it was good for you’.
Angelus drained her blood until she was dry and her heart stopped. He pulled himself out of her and tucking himself away, adjusted his pants, letting her fall to the ground, then turned and sauntered away without a backwards glance. He had a few things to attend to before going back to his pet at the hotel.
Cordy heard the basement door slam; she’d been trying to pick the lock on the suite door, not really having any idea how to do it, but it helped pass the time. She moved to the bed and sat down picking up a magazine to read. Angelus came bounding up the stairs, but he went into his old suite. He thought it wouldn’t be a good idea to go to Cordelia smelling of Lilah’s perfume or with her blood on him. So he had a quick shower and changed his shirt for a red one then went into Cordy’s suite, carrying a bottle of wine and some glasses.
He uncorked the wine and pulled a pack of sandwiches from his coat pocket. Cordy looked at them, he obviously didn’t want her to starve. He poured wine for them and when she wasn’t looking tipped some powder he had procured into Cordy’s glass. He proposed a toast ‘to our wonderful future together’ he said as he drank deeply. She sipped at the wine, it tasted a bit odd but then she really wasn’t a wine buff so it was probably ok. She took another mouthful it tasted much better. She drained the glass and held it out for more thinking that whatever was about to happen it would help if she was out of it.
Angelus smiled at her as he filled her glass, he wondered how soon the powder would take effect. Cordy began to feel light-headed and fuzzy so she reached over to grab a sandwich. She had a couple of bites and then felt full. He was watching her with interest. All of a sudden he dragged her up and pulled her to him. He kissed her roughly then ripped her dress from her body and threw it on the floor, the bra and briefs soon followed.
‘What did you do that for?’ she cried ‘I’ve no more clothes here.’
‘When I said ready for me I meant naked’ he growled at her and pushed her on to the bed.
He parted her legs and pulled them up so he could study her, as she lay helpless under him. He moved down and started to lick and nip at her, his hands on her breasts teasing her nipples to hard peaks. She moaned as he did so and as she felt the wine going to her head she lost any inhibitions she may have had and stopped struggling and opened her legs to allow him full access. It was his turn to groan as he looked down at her he couldn’t wait so he quickly stood up and undressed.
Cordy looked at his magnificent naked body through half closed eyes ‘you’re beautiful’ she breathed ‘like a Greek god only better endowed.’
He smiled at her, the drug he had put in her wine was obviously working. He fell on the bed and plunged into her filling her completely. She gasped then began to move with him, after a while as she was trembling on the brink of an orgasm he pulled out and teased her with his cock before looking down.
‘What do you want?’ he asked.
‘Finish me, you bastard’ she cried, her hands going to help her get the relief she desperately wanted, he pulled them away and turned her over then pulling her ass up he parted her checks and slowly pushed into her. She yelled in agony, she’d never had that done to her before. He moved his hand round and started teasing her, pushing his fingers into her. It didn’t take long before she was in a fever pitch again pushing back against him, the drug taking full effect now. Angelus pushed into her filling her completely. He could feel Angel in his mind, screaming at him to stop, but ignored him as he felt the pressure building in his balls, he finally exploded into her with a hard thrust sending him over the edge as he bit her shoulder and sucked more blood from her. He pulled out and turned her over spreading her wide his head dipping down to taste her again. She moaned at first but he soon had her gasping as he brought her to another climax. Angelus gently sank a fang into her clit and sucked it as it throbbed against his mouth. She passed out from the pleasure and intensity of it.
He crawled up the bed beside her and gathered her into his arms. He first thought had be to turn her and make her his queen, but now he wasn’t so sure, he liked her warm body and her blood was like wine to him. If he turned her she would be cold and clammy like that bitch Darla. It was then he remember ‘soul boys’ son Connor as a wave of rage coursed through him, how dare Holtz think he could take Connor, he would track him across the universe if need be to get him back, when he found Holtz he would torture him slowly for a very long time. Nobody messed with his property. He fell asleep with that thought in his mind.
He woke later in the morning to find her spooned against him, his cock ridged again, he pulled her top leg back over him and trust into her. He was surprised to find her ready for him.
She murmured in her sleep ‘Ohh.. Angel, so deep, so good.’ He thrust harder to make her realise it wasn’t soul boy, but she just pushed against him even more taking all he could give and as he hit her ‘g’ spot repeatedly at that angle she soon climaxed. When he felt her muscles gripping him, he tried but couldn’t stop himself following her in an orgasm so powerful it amazed him. He fell back asleep, arms and legs wrapped possessively round her, muttering “mine”.
The next time he woke up he was dismayed to find himself alone, but he sensed Cordy was still close by. He got up and pulled his leather jeans on, not bothering to fasten them. He couldn’t find his shirt so he went to the small kitchen where her scent was taking him. He stopped in the kitchen doorway; watching her, she was standing by the fridge drinking some juice, a sandwich half eaten beside her, wearing his red silk shirt. He thought she’d never looked more beautiful and he felt his cock hardening. He moved to stand behind her and breathed in her warm body scent that he loved, before putting his hand under the shirt to caress her nipples. He freed his throbbing erection and thrust into her. She cried out at the force of him, she was still tender from the last invasion a few hours ago.
He pulled out and growled ‘take it off if you don’t want me to rip it off you, you’ll not get another one.’ She quickly unbuttoned the shirt and slipped it from her shoulders. He turned her round and then picked her up and lowered her on to his hard shaft. He pulled her legs round his waist and started to plunge into her, she put her arms round his broad shoulders and bent down to kiss him. He felt himself begin to climax, he couldn’t understand why he couldn’t last longer and wondered if ‘soul boy’ was hurrying things along somehow. He shuddered into her as he came and nearly collapsed on the floor from the intensity of it. He pulled out and went in to the bathroom to clean up.
Cordy picked up the shirt and put it back on but only doing a couple of buttons up. It didn’t seem to matter she thought to herself he’d seen her naked it was only her instinct to cover herself that made her do so.
Cordy had plenty of time to think about what was happening; she knew there was no point in trying to reason with him as Angelus. As soon as he had left she went over to the bathroom and ran herself a hot deep bath, she missed Dennis doing lots of little things for her, but figured she had plenty of time to do them herself, shut in this suite 24 hours a day.
She wondered just how long she would be stuck here and if she would get out before he lost interest in her. Her greatest fear was that he would turn her into a vampire; she hoped that if he did someone would stake her before she harmed anyone. She lay back and felt herself drifting off to dream of the night when she had first arrived back from Mexico, after Angel had made love to her, it had been perfect. She realised now too perfect for him anyway.
Angelus disappeared for large parts of the night, and even staying out during the day, leaving Cordy alone but always locking her in the suite when he left. He never said where he went and after being ignored the first time she asked, then growled at when she repeated the question, Cordy learned to stay quiet, a difficult thing for her at the best of times. When he returned he brought her food, drinks, toiletries and even some magazines, in fact everything she could want except for clothes and freedom. Cordy couldn’t begin to think how he had obtained them. The answer was probably gruesome. She couldn’t imagine Angelus drinking pigs blood, so assumed he must be killing; she hadn’t seen him take anything in the suite, except some wine and of course her own blood.
During the days she had plenty of time to reflect on her life and the sad fact of Connor’s kidnap. She mourned for the sweet baby she thought of as her own. She couldn’t understand Wesley’s thinking, didn’t he realise Angel would never hurt Connor. She only knew what Fred & Gunn had told her and wanted to get Wesley’s side of the story, she knew they all loved Connor, so thought there must have been a strong reason for the ex watcher to act as he had.
On his return Angelus would drag her to the bed or wherever he caught her then shaft her ridged, in ever way imaginable. ‘Good job I’m flexible’ she said to herself, thinking back to last night’s erotic sex. She found herself enjoying him, even though part of her cried for Angel, she was surprised that the deadly fear she had first experienced when Angelus had immerged and been replaced by a slight tingle when he growled angrily at the fact that he was making no progress towards finding Connor. She started to have feelings for the evil vampire, that a few days ago she wouldn’t have thought possible.
‘I must be a vamp slut, I can’t seem to get enough of him’ she thought, as she lay in the bed waiting for him to come home, just the thought of his irresistible body made her feel warm all over. She now knew how Buffy had felt when faced with having to stake Angelus. ‘When you love them, you forgive them everything’ she thought.
The pattern repeated itself for a few days, until she decided to turn the tables on him.
So one night when he came back from wherever he’d been, she was sitting cross legged on the bed with just two buttons of the shirt done up, she’d had a couple of glasses from the wine he’d brought a few days ago to give her some courage and was feeling light headed. She knew she was exposed to him but forced herself to remain calm as she slowly undid the buttons and peeled the shirt off her body. She had had a long bath that afternoon and used some apricot scented body lotion on herself, she thought she looked good with her tanned skin glowing especially now she’d lost a few pounds, since returning from Mexico. She reached her hands above her head in a cat like stretch. Angelus’ eyes widened as he took in the site of her, he couldn’t believe how much he wanted her. He was sure she was working some sort of magic on him. ‘Wasn’t he supposed to be the big bad master vampire and yet here he was trembling to touch her like a high school jock?’ he thought.
Cordy crawled to the edge of the bed and got on her knees and undid his shirt pushing it off his broad shoulders next she undid his jeans pushing them down until he could step out of them, kicking off his boots at the same time. Then she nibbled her way across his body paying special attention to his nipples and scraping her teeth over his taught abdomen before taking his erect cock into her mouth, licking, nipping and sucking him. He thought he would explode; no human had ever done this to him voluntarily, not since he’d been turned anyway. He stood and trembled as she cupped his balls squeezing them in her hand as she used her other hand to rub round his hips and butt, pulling him closer to her. After a while at her expert ministrations he felt himself coming and tried to pull away but she didn’t let him just took him further into her mouth. When he came she swallowed every last drop and licked him clean before letting him go. He collapsed on the bed, before his knees gave way, to lie beside her totally amazed, as she kissed and nuzzled him.
The next day she was in the kitchen when she heard him coming in, so she purposely bent over legs slightly apart, to reach into the fridge making sure she had her back to the door as it opened. He groaned when he saw her and then when she straightened up and turned to face him he noticed she only had one shirt button done up, giving him a tantalised glimpse of her breasts.
‘Hell, baby what are you doing to me’ Angelus groaned ‘you’re supposed to be afraid and cowering, not offering yourself to me.’
‘What’s the point of being afraid? If you were going to kill me you would have done so by now, I may as well enjoy your body as you obviously want mine’ she replied, staring pointedly at the growing bulge in the front of his leather pants.
He grabbed her and yanked his cock out of his pants and pushed her down on the floor, not being able to wait any longer as he plunged in to her. She allowed herself a small smile she knew she was getting to him, playing him at his own game. She just hoped that Gunn would work out a way to dart him before Angelus lost interest and killed her.
Cordy had looked for anything she would be able to use as a weapon if she got the chance, but there seemed little of any use. Most of the furniture in the sparsely furnished suite was either bolted down or built in. The kitchen had no equipment except a fridge and cooker. She thought about breaking up the bed but on closer inspection it turned out to be made of heavy unbreakable cast iron.
Another day went by, she was starting to despair of ever leaving the hotel alive, then that evening after Angelus had gone out, she heard a noise in the corridor. She went over to the door.
‘Cordy, are you in there?’ came the voice of Gunn through the door.
‘Yes, thank God you’re here’ she said relieved ‘go in the next suite along, before your scent gets strong enough for him to smell you in the corridor and we’ll talk through the window.’
Cordy ran eagerly over to the window opened it and leaned out. Gunn’s head soon popped out of the adjoining window.
‘Are you OK?’ he asked.
He raised his eyebrows at her lack of apparel, she explained that her own clothes had become ripped and Angelus would only allow her his shirt, as it was easy to remove. Gunn looked astonished at this, not quite believing that Cordy would do as she was told.
‘Yes for now, I’ll tell you more if I get out of this alive’ she said ‘but for now just keep quite in here until you hear him come in, he will want sex straight away he always does.’
Gunn’s eyes narrowed at this remark not understanding how forceful Angelus could be.
‘I want you to try and tranquillise him, come in when you hear me yell, you may have to force the door, I’ll try to manoeuvre him to a suitable position so you can get a clear shot in his ass or his back’ she said. Gunn smiled at this.
‘Sometimes he’s so eager he doesn’t undress’ she added to explain.
Gunn again looked horrified. Then when he thought about it he had to admire Cordy for keeping her cool in what must have been a very traumatic experience for her.
She left him then and walked to the door spraying a large amount of some perfume Angelus had returned with last night, under the door hoping it would fool him in to not notice Gunn’s scent.
Angelus came back a little earlier that night he was feeling very pleased with himself as he had managed to do a deal to see some vamps downtown who may be able to give him some information as to the whereabouts of his son. He would be meeting them tomorrow to get the info. He couldn’t wait to get back to Cordy; he was beginning to think that he might even be in love with her she turned him on so much even after a week of sex. He usually lost interest after a day or so, but she seemed different. He was so busy thinking about her that the slightly different scent in the hotel didn’t register with him, as he ran up the stairs to her suite and opened the door, he wondered what she would tempt him with tonight he could hardly wait.
Cordy was reclining on the bed, one knee bent up, wearing his red shirt with just one button done up. She’d also put some make up on with nice dark red lipstick, which he adored. He noticed she’d painted her nails the same shade as well. He felt himself stiffening as he looked at her, she slowly undid the button and slid the shirt away from her body. Then she licked her middle finger and slowly trailed it down between her breasts to rest between her slightly parted legs, all the while looking up at him through half closed eyes. His eyes followed her finger.
‘Have you been at that wine again?’ he asked, smiling at her as he eagerly stripped off his clothes.
She just lay back and didn’t reply as she opened her legs a little more to encourage him. She wanted to make sure he was focused on her and not what was happening outside the door. He couldn’t wait he had to have her, so after a couple of quick pumps on his shaft, he flung himself on to her and plunged into her pleased to feel she could accommodate him quicker now. After a while as he thrust he lifted her hips up to give her pleasure as well, something he wouldn’t have thought of doing before this week. He felt her muscles gripping his cock as she came with a yell, he sank his fangs into her scarred neck and fed off her, and with a few final ragged thrusts he follow her over the edge, just as he collapsed on top of her he heard the door crash open but before he could react he felt a sharp pain in his butt, he groaned ‘No’ as he lost consciousness on top of her.
Cordy struggled to get out from under the heavy unconscious vampire. Gunn grabbed him and pulled him off trying not to look at all the naked flesh on display. Cordy quickly slipped the shirt back on and did up the buttons. They went to Angel’s suite and dragged out the chains he had in the bottom of his closet, to chain Angelus to the bed. Cordy pinched some of his jog pants and pulled a sweatshirt over the shirt, while she was in his suite, it almost felt odd to the wearing clothes after the last week with only his shirt.
‘Make sure you chain him good, otherwise he’ll be out of them’ she warned Gunn, through the open door.
When they thought Angelus was secure they left him to sleep it off and went downstairs. Gunn called Fred on his cell, and a while later Fred came in followed by Willow. The girl’s embraced; relieved to see Cordelia was OK. Willow remembered what Angelus had been like when he got free in Sunnydale, Fred just pleased to see her friend alive and in one piece.
‘Right lets get this show on the road’ said Cordy. The others looked at her in amazement, expecting her to be ranting and raving at Angelus, but as she explained it had probably been her fault he’d lost it in the first place. Willow said that she had studied the text more closely and had worked out how to resoul him without the ‘happiness’ clause, so at least they would be safe from Angelus reappearing.
Cordy went back upstairs to see if Angelus was awake, he was just coming round and was looking at her with furious yellow eyes his demon in full control.
‘You bitch, I knew I should have turned you’ he shouted.
‘Stop struggling and swearing or I’ll dart you again. Now we can do this the civilised way in which you get to be decently covered or I leave you exposed like this for Fred & Willow to see your “assets”’ she said and ran her hand lightly over his naked body.
He growled at her knowing what she was doing to him, just by touching him she could get a rise out of him. He subsided and looked at her knowing he was beaten, but figured it would be easier to lose his soul the next time, he only had to look at her to feel happy.
‘That’s better’ she said covering his lower body with a sheet.
‘Just remember I can yank it of at any stage if you play nasty’ she added. She went to the door and called the others in.
Gunn stood in the doorway ready with the dart gun as Willow went about setting up the things she needed, when everything was in place Cordy, Fred & Willow started the spell gathered around the bed. Angelus was struggling and muttering something about bloody witches, but Cordy told him to shut up or she would gag him. The spell was quite a long one, but eventually Willow finished it. Her eyes went black briefly. The orb lit up and they all stood back when the light from it shot into Angel’s face. As they watched, his eyes glowed with a pure orange light for a few seconds when his soul reasserted itself. He gasped and groaned a few times then appeared to pass out.
‘I think it worked’ said Willow ‘I got the same feeling go through me as I did the first time in Sunnydale.’
‘We’ll let him sleep it off for now’ said Cordy ‘I need to shower and get some clean clothes of my own. By the way has anyone seen Groo, he should have been back by now? I was surprised he hasn’t been hammering on the doors.’
‘The main doors are locked from inside, we had to come in through the basement. He may have been trying to ring, but Angel did something to the phones, coz I tried to ring you a few days ago and just got a single tone’ said Gunn.
Cordy asked Gunn if he would run her home, as she wanted to take her suitcases, which were still in the lobby, with her. They were a bit reluctant to leave to two girls alone so Cordy suggested they all go out for food, Cordy meeting them later after she’d been home, before coming back to see if the spell had worked. Fred happily agreed and dragged Willow off to her favourite taco bar, yammering none stop as usual, delighted to have found someone who understood a little of what she was on about.
When Cordy got back to her apartment Dennis, her ghost was overjoyed to see her, floating things around and started running her a bath just as he knew she liked it.
‘Oh Dennis, I haven’t time for a bath, I’ll have one later, when I get back’ she said.
She said she’d meet the others later after she’d changed and was soon heading for the taco bar where they were. They discussed all that had happened over the last few weeks, and none of them could really blame Angel for the way he’d behaved.
When they got back to the hotel Cordy went up so see how Angel was. She found him awake staring up at the ceiling with a mournful, brooding look on his face.
‘Hi Angel’ she said, ‘I can tell you’re back, that’s one face that Angelus doesn’t wear.’
‘Oh hell Cordy what have I done, you said you’d stake me if I turned evil again, what happened?’ Angel asked.
‘You should be pleased, you’ve got your soul back with no happy clause so I guess as soon as we find Connor you’ll be heading off to Sunnyhell into Buffy’s arms’ she said bitterly, as she undid his chains.
As soon as he was free he got up and gathered her into his arms, not bothering that he was still nude.
‘You know it’s you I love, not Buffy’ he said ‘Buffy will always be a part of me but times change and we’ve moved on anyway she’s quite into Spike now, so I’ve heard.’
‘Let’s concentrate on getting Connor back first shall we?’ said Cordy not daring to believe what he had said. She left him so he could shower and get dressed and went to join the others downstairs.
Angel came down the stairs later on.
‘Hey man how are you’ said Gunn ‘the best thing you’ve every done was to kill that bitch Lilah, I take it was you, it said on the local news she was raped and then her blood drained. You wouldn’t have done that as Angel.’
Cordy looked surprised she hadn’t heard the news but was relieved; Lilah had been a thorn in their side for ages now.
‘Don’t be too sure’ said Angel, with a smirk ‘after all I left her to Darla & Dru last year in the lawyer fest.’
Angel told them about his meet with the vamps that may have info about Connor and they tossed around a few ideas. Eventually Willow said she had to go back home as she had class the next day. She said she’d drop Cordy off at home if she liked. Gunn and Fred got up to go as well. Angel looked at Cordy, he’d assumed she would stay with him, but she’d already decided that she needed some space to sort out her feelings now he was back. So she said she might see him the next day and that he wasn’t to go all broody on her again. Little did he realise it would be the last time he would see her for a long time. They left him alone.
Later that evening Angel went to the arranged meeting place to try and get information about the dimension Connor had been taken to, but it turned out to be a false lead, one he’d already explored. He went back to the hotel and up to the suite he’d shared with Cordy and lay on the bed, falling asleep thinking of her and drinking in her scent that was still on the sheets. He felt different, he knew his soul was now permanent, maybe that’s what it was but he thought something certainly felt changed.
When Angel woke he decided he had to go to Sunnydale to explain everything to Buffy so he could start a clean slate with Cordelia. He wasn’t really surprised when Cordy didn’t appear that day, he thought she’d need some time to adjust and recover, so he didn’t hassle her even though it took a lot of self-control on his part. He could still feel a bond with her, formed when he had bit her the first time, so wasn’t worried.
Fred and Gunn came in and told him how Wesley was getting on. He wasn’t interested wishing Wesley to hell for what he’d done to Connor, but Fred explained the reasons why Wes had done it, showing him the prophesy she had found in Wesley’s desk. Angel didn’t feel quite so murderous towards him after he had read it, but couldn’t forgive the watcher yet, the wound was still too new and deep and Angel didn’t know if it would ever heal. He told them he was going to Sunnydale that evening, but would be back before sunrise. Fred and Gunn left him alone, as it was a quiet day, he spent his time cleaning the lobby and generally tidying up some of the mess in his suite, tears filling his eyes every time he glanced at Connor’s crib. He decided to move it to another suite and did feel slightly better when he had done so.
Angel set off for Sunnydale as soon as the sun set hoping to be back before the morning, but the fates were against him, when he went to leave his car refused to start, so he had to stay in Sunnydale until he could get it fixed. He was frantic to get back to LA, he could feel his link with Cordy weakening with each passing hour. In the end it was 2 days before he could return. He spent a lot of that time talking to Willow who was living at Buffy’s house now that her parents had moved out of the area. He thanked her for restoring his soul without the happy clause, he was impressed that she was now so powerful a witch, but she told him she had to lay off magic as it was becoming addictive and she couldn’t control it. He told her that if she ever needed somewhere to stay she would always be welcome at the Hyperion; she thanked him thinking she may take him up on the offer one day.
Angel had tried to talk to Buffy a few times but each time either Dawn or Spike interrupted them. Angel had managed to have a brief chat with Buffy, and they discussed moving on, but not in great detail. Dawn made it quite clear she did not want him around even though he told her he wasn’t staying through choice. Buffy and Spike were off together a lot of the time, Spike being reluctant to let Buffy and Angel spend much time together thinking that Buffy would fall for Angel all over again. Angel had a very uncomfortable couple of days, and was relieved to finally be on his way back to LA. He could feel his bond with Cordy weakening further.
Cordelia entered the hotel the morning after Angel had gone to Sunnydale, she could feel he wasn’t there. She waited impatiently for Fred and Gunn to arrive. They told her where he’d gone, and that he’d said he would be back. The phones were still out of order so he couldn’t contact them. She felt miserable thinking he’d gone back to Buffy but couldn’t bring himself to tell her. So when she left that evening she decided she would go away to give herself time to think and sort out her feelings. So she packed a suitcase with some clothes and a few of her most precious possessions and as a last weakness Angelus’ red shirt, emptied the fridge. Then with a last word to Dennis she left her apartment.
Cordelia walked into the office and over to the safe. She opened it and counted out a thousand dollars, she figured that should be enough to get her a place to stay and tied her over until she found a job. She closed the safe and locked it then she went to Angel’s desk and put the letter she had written on it along with her apartment key. She had simple said that she had borrowed the money and would pay it back one day. She added that she knew she’d said she would never leave him but he must realise that the events of the last few days had altered things; she needed time away from everyone to think and decide what to do for the future, especially if he was staying in Sunnydale. The rent on the apartment was paid until the end of the month, after that if she wasn’t back could they put her gear in store for her. She had said she would be in touch if she had any visions, and had simply signed it. Yours C.
With a last look round she slipped out into the dawn. She had packed a couple of suitcases earlier and all that remained was for her to get to the airport. She had ordered a cab as a last luxury, she thought she wouldn’t be able to afford any from now on; it was waiting outside the hotel. She carried her bags over and loaded them in climbed into the back and asked the driver to go to the airport.
THIS STORY CONTINUES IN ‘NEW YORK’ AND ‘SETTLING IN LA’