| Everything Will Be Okay |
| Title: Everything will be okay Author: Kate Email: [email protected] Distribution: Anywhere, just give me a heads up if you want to use it. Rating: PG Summary: Cordy's pretty depressed after being fired until she gets an unexpected visit. Author's Note: Sorry if this totally sucks but it's my first fic, please don't flame me too badly. He left?It's been over an hour and I still can't believe that he left; and he fired us!?! How could he have done that? How could Angel turn his back on us? More importantly, how could he turn his back on me? I once told him that I would stick by him through anything and this is the thanks that I get? Being cast aside like I was a burden to him. Even if he turned away from me as a friend, how does he think he's going to help people without his seer? I'm his goddamn link to the Powers That Be and he acts as though I'm not important, that he doesn't need me, doesn't want me to help. What am I supposed to do with my visions now? Am I supposed to help these people myself? I mean I carry a pretty nasty remark but I'm not heavy in the brawn area. Now all I can do is sit here, contemplating my situation, and trying to understand what he's going through, but I can't. I'll never be able to grasp how he could turn away from three of the people who care about him the most when he needed us the most. Wes, Gunn, and I would have helped him no matter what, because we're friends, we're family. Wes and Gunn left a while ago but I'm still sitting in his office, waiting, brooding. I think deep down I'm hoping that he'll come walking back through the door, laughing at how easily he fooled us. I know that it's false hope, but that's all that I have. Otherwise, I'm stuck here trying to understand what I did wrong, what I could have done differently, and why I'm destined to always be left behind. First Xander and now Angel, once again I'm left in the dust by someone that I care about. I'm so lost in though that I don't even notice when someone enters the office. "Cordelia?" I turn around at the sound of my voice and suddenly I'm staring into a pair of friendly and warm brown eyes. "Oh, hey Gunn." He crouches down next to me and looks me straight in the eyes. "It's late, what are you still doing here?" I've been trying so hard not to cry but he's looking at me like he's really listening, it's been such a long time since someone has looked at me like that. I find myself voicing my fear. "I don't want to be alone." I hate how weak I sound but I can't hold the pain inside any longer and it feels good to finally be letting it out. He looks surprised at my confession and even more stunned when I grab him but soon his arms go around me and he's whispering comforting things into my ear. "You're not alone, and together we're going to get Angel back. But until we do you've got Wesley, who's worried sick about you by the way, and you've got me. We'll get through this, I promise." As he strokes my hair and I start to calm down I can't help but start to believe that everything will be okay. |