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Angel typed hurriedly to himself in a secure file:
No more Owl sightings...
I've asked Fred to look into that for me. Maybe she can find something I can't?
No word from Buffy, Willow, Faith..Wes..
Anyone. We're all alone out here, it seems.
Speaking of lonliness...
The hospital called. Just a usual checkup on Cordy's condition.. it's failing.
She's slowing down... giving in?
I'd better visit her while there's still time left...
'Maybe there was something wrong. Were Buffy and the others killed?' Angel mused to himself...
He left to see Cordelia, deciding not to call Fred this time.
At the hospital...
Angel slowly crept into Cordelia's room. It all hit him at once, the sterility, the possibility of life... of death.
It was almost too much to bear.
Almost.
"Hey, Warrior Girl..", he said, knowing Cordy couldn't respond.
"I just wanted to check up on you...see how you were doin' I guess..."
He noted that nothing could really come of this.
But...it just felt wrong doing nothing.
He took her hand.
"I'm sure Buffy and the others'd be here if they could..."
That was a mistake. What did he know? What Buffy would do?
He let go. Started to leave.
Until Cordelia grabbed his arm. Her eyes were wide, open, tracking...
"Cordy...?"
The machines went haywire, Cordelia's heartrate going up to double what it should have been. Her brainwave readings were off the scale...
"What the hell-"
She was gripping his arm so hard it was actually starting to hurt...
And it was over as quick as it had started. Cordelia relaxed in the cushions, vitals returning to normal. Her eyes closed and fluttered open again, scanning around the room, finding Angel.
Her voice creaked.
"...Warrior girl?"
"I uh..." he shrugged. "Yeah."
He stopped, thinking.
"What was that all about?"
She looked at him quizzically. "What was what?"
He decided to rephrase. "What decided to make you snap out of it?"
Cordelia closed her eyes, remembering.
"Vision."
Angel waited for the details.
"Buffy, Faith..broomsticks."
"Um...broomsticks?", Angel mused.
"Huge castle. Some old broad, and some news about a wedding."
"Cordy...that makes no sense."
"How do you think I feel? I don't have all the details, I just work here."
Angel shook his head, trying to make heads-or-tails of it.
"And Owls. Lots of Owls." Cordelia said, trying to remember if she'd forgotten anything.
Angel almost gave himself whiplash, to look at her.
"Owls?"
"And a Castle."
"Is there anything else, Cor? This is all in bits and-"
"Pieces, I know. Angel..Buffy may be in trouble. Find Buffy, and you'll find everyone else."
"Okay, so where do I find Buffy?"
Cordelia looked sad. "I have no idea."
No more Owl sightings...
I've asked Fred to look into that for me. Maybe she can find something I can't?
No word from Buffy, Willow, Faith..Wes..
Anyone. We're all alone out here, it seems.
Speaking of lonliness...
The hospital called. Just a usual checkup on Cordy's condition.. it's failing.
She's slowing down... giving in?
I'd better visit her while there's still time left...
'Maybe there was something wrong. Were Buffy and the others killed?' Angel mused to himself...
He left to see Cordelia, deciding not to call Fred this time.
At the hospital...
Angel slowly crept into Cordelia's room. It all hit him at once, the sterility, the possibility of life... of death.
It was almost too much to bear.
Almost.
"Hey, Warrior Girl..", he said, knowing Cordy couldn't respond.
"I just wanted to check up on you...see how you were doin' I guess..."
He noted that nothing could really come of this.
But...it just felt wrong doing nothing.
He took her hand.
"I'm sure Buffy and the others'd be here if they could..."
That was a mistake. What did he know? What Buffy would do?
He let go. Started to leave.
Until Cordelia grabbed his arm. Her eyes were wide, open, tracking...
"Cordy...?"
The machines went haywire, Cordelia's heartrate going up to double what it should have been. Her brainwave readings were off the scale...
"What the hell-"
She was gripping his arm so hard it was actually starting to hurt...
And it was over as quick as it had started. Cordelia relaxed in the cushions, vitals returning to normal. Her eyes closed and fluttered open again, scanning around the room, finding Angel.
Her voice creaked.
"...Warrior girl?"
"I uh..." he shrugged. "Yeah."
He stopped, thinking.
"What was that all about?"
She looked at him quizzically. "What was what?"
He decided to rephrase. "What decided to make you snap out of it?"
Cordelia closed her eyes, remembering.
"Vision."
Angel waited for the details.
"Buffy, Faith..broomsticks."
"Um...broomsticks?", Angel mused.
"Huge castle. Some old broad, and some news about a wedding."
"Cordy...that makes no sense."
"How do you think I feel? I don't have all the details, I just work here."
Angel shook his head, trying to make heads-or-tails of it.
"And Owls. Lots of Owls." Cordelia said, trying to remember if she'd forgotten anything.
Angel almost gave himself whiplash, to look at her.
"Owls?"
"And a Castle."
"Is there anything else, Cor? This is all in bits and-"
"Pieces, I know. Angel..Buffy may be in trouble. Find Buffy, and you'll find everyone else."
"Okay, so where do I find Buffy?"
Cordelia looked sad. "I have no idea."