Living a life that I can't leave behind ..

[vampire_angel]

Helping the helpless. It was what I did, be it in Los Angeles or Sunnydale, or anywhere else for that matter. Granted, Sunnydale already had a champion in Buffy, but even someone as experienced as the Slayer could use a hand from time to time -- especially when the place in question was a potential gateway for evil. We were standing on the mouth of

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[vampire_angel]

I'd almost expected to startle her somehow. This old mansion wasn't exactly the type of place to settle ones nerves, after all. Especially not when the only means of light was starting up a fire, and the shadows that danced along the walls because of it were enough to keep anyone on edge. Unless you were used to it, of course. Oddly enough, Cordelia didn't seem frightened at all by someone entering the room she had claimed for herself. Maybe she felt safe here, knowing that I would protect her. But could I really? Protect her -- anyone? I hadn't been able to protect that girl earlier tonight ..

"You look like hell," Cordelia's voice interrupted my thoughts. Well, at least she was up front about it -- something I'd come to expect from her over the past few months. "Is there anything I can do?"

"No," I replied quickly. Truth be told, I hadn't even meant to disturb her. "I was just .. worried, I guess." All right, so maybe that came out wrong, especially after the whole her kissing me thing before we left Los Angeles. "You know," I continued, if only to keep her from getting the wrong idea, "Because you weren't here earlier .. and it was getting late. But here you are now. No need for me to worry." Nice save? Hardly. It was better than nothing, though. There was a twinge of pain at my side, and I instinctively placed a hand against the area in question in an effort to stop the discomfort.

"I'll just let you get back to whatever it was you were doing," I finally concluded, before turning to exit her room. That went well, I think.

[xxcordeliaxx]

"No. I was just .. worried, I guess. You know, because you weren't here earlier .. and it was getting late. But here you are now. No need for me to worry."

Did whatever Angel killed give him a sharp blow to the head before he did it in? He should be well rested and coherent by now. Instead, my big hero is stumbling over a simple explanation. He's not a people person. I knew that from the beginning, and I might not get it, but I'm used to it. However, I don't consider myself 'people'. I'm Cordelia Chase of Angel Investigations, and it wouldn't hurt my boss to work on communicating with me a little. Currently, he's sucking at it. Although that figures, he is a vampire.

"I'll just let you get back to whatever it was you were doing."

"Reading? Yeah, right. I was just killing time until you woke up and I couldn't find the magazines."

I threw the book on the floor and sat up, looking over at Angel as he was about to leave. He was moving slower than usual, and maybe it was lighting but, when he walked in, he seemed a little paler.

Maybe him saying that he was worried was only an excuse because he didn't want to admit that he needed someone to talk to. That would be a very Angel thing for him to do.

"Will you stop running away from me for a minute? I know you're not going anywhere, you made your injured face, and that means you could use some patching up. Now march over to that bed and lay down...or something. I'll go get the first aid kit, and then you can tell me what's bothering you."

[the_prodigal]

((Starting a new thread so Brian doesn't get the replies. ^_^))