Weekend getaway [Sunday afternoon, for evilhandissue]

[queen_c_tm]

Beginning of the weekend is here, but be warned: thread is long and smutty. We don't normally smut, but figured we might as well let the pups have some fun just this once. *g*When Lindsey had first suggested they go away for the weekend, Cordelia had been a little hesitant. Not because she didn't want to spend time with him, but because the whole

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[queen_c_tm]

"Yeah, well, for someone who can't die, you're doing a pretty good imitation of a guy about to croak." She was hoping the lame joke would help keep him alert, but he had already gone limp before she'd finished

[evilhandissue]

"We can hope. Unless it's them doing it. But if that's the case, then I'm just fucked."

He stood up, reaching out with his good hand to take one of hers. "Cordelia, I don't want this to ruin what we had this weekend, ok? Except for this, this has been one of the best time's I've had in, well, a very long time."

[queen_c_tm]

She smiled and squeezed his hand. "It hasn't ruined anything. But I'm worried. Someone's after you, and we have no idea who it is, and I can try to do some research when I get back, but I can't exactly ask for their help on it. And if you get attacked again back in Boston..."

She trailed off, not really wanting to think about that, because it made her feel way too girly and stupid. She wasn't ready to be feeling girly and stupid about him yet, so she forced a smile and went for a lame joke instead.

"Well, who's going to patch you up if I'm not there?"

[evilhandissue]

Lindsey chuckled. "I seem to recall you telling me that I would be able to find someone else in Boston to patch me up when you were leaving. But that they wouldn't have your particular touch."

[queen_c_tm]

"Obviously, they wouldn't."

She looked at his shoulder for a long moment, then moved her gaze back to his face.

"Just be careful, okay?"

[evilhandissue]

"I always am."

He brought his hand up to cup her chin. "Listen, I know this sounds stupid, but if somehow whoever is doing this finds out about us, they might come after you. If anything happens that makes you even think you're being hunted, I want to know. Ok?"

[queen_c_tm]

She hadn't thought that she might become a target because of him. She was used to the bad guys using her to get to the people that cared about her, so that wasn't new, but the idea of being used to get to Lindsey was.

"All right, but I'm sure I'll be fine. I've got people looking out for me here."

People being Angel, but she figured she didn't have to spell it out for him.

[evilhandissue]

"I don't care who's looking out for you, Cordelia. I want to know."

He was deadly serious. And a reminder that while she saw his soft side more and more, there was a reason that he had become one of Angel's biggest enemies. In his own way, Lindsey could be very dangerous if he found out someone he cared about was in danger of dying.

Just ask Darla and Angel.

[queen_c_tm]

Normally, having something like that demanded of her would put her on the defensive. It was just her nature to push back and assert her independance. But something in his voice, or maybe on his face, stopped her from giving in to that instinct. He wasn't doing it out of some macho need to protect the helpless little woman - which would have really pissed her off - but because he cared. And realizing that humbled her enough to agree.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

[evilhandissue]

"Thank you."

He took a deep breath, and the seriousness faded a bit as he smiled. "You should probably go. They'll be expecting you back soon."

Not that he wanted her to go, but he knew it was enevitable.

[queen_c_tm]

She glanced at her watch and sighed. She didn't really want to leave yet, either, but he was right.

"Yeah. I've probably only got another hour before sunset, and I'd like to get back and take a shower before certain people are awake to smell me." She smiled wryly and looked at her hands. "I got most of the blood off, but I'm sure I missed some, somewhere."

[evilhandissue]

Lindsey wrinkled his nose because that imagry of Angel smelling him on Cordelia was not one he needed.

"Yeah. Sometime this week we can chat and maybe figure out when we can meet next. And you said you were going to help me paint the apartment, and I'm holding you to that."

[queen_c_tm]

"I'm pretty sure I agreed to help decorate your apartment. I don't remember promising to paint." She grinned at him. "If you're nice, you might be able to convince me to pick up a brush, though."

[evilhandissue]

Lindsey smiled and used his good hand to pull her closer, wrapping it around her waist. "I thought you liked it when I was a bit evil. now you want me playing nice?"

[queen_c_tm]

She wrapped her arms around his neck and grinned back.

"There are different kinds of nice. Like calling me when you get back to Boston so I know your plane didn't get shot down."

She lifted an eyebrow in question. It wasn't that she really thought that would happen, but it didn't hurt to make sure.

[evilhandissue]

He shifted just a bit, getting the hurt shoulder behind him so she didn't accidently knock into it. The meds were kicking in, but still, better safe than sorry.

"I doubt that will happen, but I will call you. Just because you asked."

He leaned forward and kissed her softly.