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Couldn't we just kill these demons and not have to worry whether or not we negotiated with whatever the hell Gunn was trying to negotiated with them. Grox'lars were never demons I ever wanted to be associated with even as the head of Wolfram and Hart. Though apparently, we were trying to come to some sort of compromise. Eat babies or don't eat
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"Oh, you were the previous tenant?" Her eyebrows lifted in surprise, "Wow, we had a lot of problems after you left. I mean, the guy who sold us the place said we wouldn't have much problem once the rent was fully paid up and--"
"Who was that?" I asked, puzzled. And what did they mean by not much problem?
"Oh, a tall guy. Lawyer type. A friend of a friend of my uncle's, you know how it goes." She smiled.
I could only concentrate on one thing. "Lawyer type?"
"Oh yeah. Wolfram and Hart. You know it?"
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Know it? I thought tiredly, as I forced my legs to swing themselves out of the cab, I've fought them every day for the past three years with my best friend and now the chick living in my apartment without my Phantom wants to know if I *airquote* know it.My little harrumphs were doing nothing to seal my sanity, not judging by the look on the cab drivers face. We'd visited that house in the projects to find the girl in my vision healthy and well, ( ... )
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Long ago were the days of time spent behind the counters and working on our next case. Long ago were the days of talks outside in the courtyard. Long ago were the days of watching Cordy hold my son in her arms never looking more beautiful than she did in those moments.
Blinking, I set the picture back down on the table. Would she come back to the hospital? Stay at the hotel? Or would she somehow find out from someone else about us being at Wolfram and Hart? If she found out that way.. I doubt I'd see her again without a scowl on her face.
"Angel?"I just froze. Turning, I saw her. She looked.. exactly the same. She had a confused look on her face, her eyes studying me. I wanted to walk over there and hold her, to feel that she was really here. That ( ... )
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The sound of him saying my name brought a lump to my throat. It sounded raw, like-- Like he hadn't seen me just 12 hours ago, right there in the hotel. Like we hadn't exchanged pleasantries this morning over Connor's bottle.
I blinked at him, confused, wondering where that morning had gone and what had happened to Angel since my absence, why I could see a certain emptiness in his eyes when he looked at me.
He said my name again, walked forward smiling, and I let myself get drawn into his arms. I sank into an embrace so familiar that I found my hands clutching at the back of his jacket, terrified to let go in case I lost the one thing that actually made sense in this new, whacked out version of the world.
"I've missed you." He murmured and I could feel something tugging at me, some long forgotten memory, drawing me down into its grip. Two years as coma-girl, of course he'd missed me. I'd only seen him this morning ( ... )
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She repeated the words back to me and I couldn't help but feel a bit hurt that the words weren't quite as convincing as I'd thought mine were. Then again, why would she have really missed me? She'd been in a coma for months and probably had no idea she'd been lying there in that bed for so long.
I looked at her, letting my arms fall to my sides. Her face was full of confusion and I couldn't blame her. She'd woken up her in a hospital room with nothing but nurses to try and explain where she was.
One of us should've been here with her. Someone. I should've been here the moment she first opened her eyes. But I wasn't. I was stuck in another damn meeting with demons I should've simply been killing instead of defending.
"What's going on, Angel? The hotel... It's boarded up. My apartment... Is this a joke? 'Cause I know it's my birthday and all, but..."Frowning, I thought about what day this was. God, it had been her birthday. Today of all days I should've been here to at least tell her happy birthday even ( ... )
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It wasn't as if I didn't expect the question. In fact, I would've been surprised if she hadn't asked. Expecting the question didn't make it any easier to find an answer. Looking at her, I wanted to tell her everything. Would she really believe me if I told her we were in love once upon a time? As much as I wanted her to, I doubted it. She'd laugh it off and think I was just trying to make her feel better with a joke.
Cordelia didn't remember anything about those months. Hell, I knew I was starting to feel something for her then now that I looked back, but had I even realized it until Lorne caught me singing to the baby?
"You took some time off," I repeated again and looked to the wall in front of me. "A couple weeks after what you remember.. Groo came back from Pylea. You two had some time off together." No doubt she'd ask more, but there wasn't any part of me that wanted to go into details. "He left a while later," I added. "I'm-I'm not sure where he is now."
"Uh, what?""It started ( ... )
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"Groo? Groo came back from Pylea and I took a vacation?" While the baby was there? With the visions? Uhm, okay. So that was taking me on a logical leap that I didn't understand but this whole day had been about that, what was one more?
He told me that Groo had left but that didn't really concern me as much as the look on his face. Groo-- He was kind of a double edged sword for me, I guess. I'd wanted him in Pylea. Wanted the life of the Princess, the fairytale. Of course, that was before the Monks decided to call me a cow and tried to, like, make all the other cows heads implode. I'd realised that my place was with Angel, my family. I'd been giving up the life I'd always wanted to keep living the life I'd never dreamed of getting.
"It started with the last thing you ( ... )
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"You knew about the visions? I'm part demon?"
I nodded silently again and sighed. "We found out about the visions while you were in the coma. Dennis showed us the pills and reports when we went to your apartment." I still might've been a little angry at her for not telling us sooner what was going on with the visions, but I couldn't now. Not anymore. "Becoming part demon was so you wouldn't..was so you could keep the visions."
She sat there for a little while in silence, but I could practically hear her mind thinking itself. We sat quietly, but it really wasn't that quiet.
"Gave birth to itself..." Looking over at her, I watched her lift up her shirt and I blinked my eyes away. I hadn't seen the marks before, but I knew they were there and I didn't need ( ... )
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I didn't understand that, how could I? To say that I had trust issues with members of the opposite sex was an understatement. I guess it took being knocked up with demon spawn by one of them to make you really understand.
"Listen Cordy, before-.. before I tell you who it was.. you have to know that things were anything but normal - even for us. You hadn't had your memory back for very long and you'd been living with-.. well, you hadn't been living at the hotel the entire time. Things were just.. complicated at the very least."
"Complicated," I repeated slowly, "Right." So he was totally bluffering all of this. I got that. Which meant that I'd done something horrible, something other than have a higher power give birth to itself through me ( ... )
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My hair was longer, for starters. A hell of a lot curlier than I remembered. There was even a couple of lines there that I hadn't seen that morning (two years ago, whatever) and I was seriously wondering who'd been in charge of the moisturising while I'd been in the coma.
The weirdest thing? Was the stomach. Something I'd promised myself I'd not dwell on except-- Well, it was hard not to dwell, especially when I was tugging on my shirt. Hello, stretchmarks. Little pouch of fat. Could we say screwed by the Powers much?
Frowning, I pulled on my jeans and slipped on the pair of sandals that I'd dug from the bottom of the box, teasing my hair a little before heading out of the bathroom. I couldn't read the look on Angel's face but when he smiled his face lit up and I couldn't help but smile too. "Hey."
"Well, I guess we'd better get going. I always say ( ... )
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Which usually meant vision. Not that I didn't like going places with Angel - there were some nights we'd actually ventured to Caritas without the aid of a vision, but those nights weren't exactly plentiful or anything.
"Guess you really did miss me, huh?" I mused, heading with him towards the elevator.
His answer threw me a little. Sure, he ducked his head and made it seem like a friendly kind of comment but-- Was it weird reading too much into that?
"Maybe more than you think?"I watched him carefully for a moment, not saying anything until we were back in his car and Angel was asking me where we were headed first. "Uh, well Rodeo Drive is out," I murmured, since the sun was up and I'd promised that I wouldn't give Angel a brush with death ( ... )
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