Part 3 (of 6)
“Holy shit,” Cordelia muttered. She’d
suspected this was true, but…holy shit. She blinked. Yup, still there. That
was a plus sign.
“I’m pregnant,” Cordelia said decidedly. “I’m pregnant.” This time a
smile covered her beautiful face. “I’m pregnant.” Rushing to the bedroom
door she frantically called for Angel to come up. Running back into the bathroom
to grab the HPT, she met the ex-vampire in the bedroom.
Angel had run Hell-bent up the stairs. His first instinct said Cordelia was in
trouble and something needed to die. But the ecstatic look on her face told a
different story. Cordy shoved a small device under his nose. “Look!” she
shouted.
He vaguely recognized what the contraption was. And didn’t the plus sign
mean…?
Shock spread across Angel’s face. “Yours?” he squeaked.
“No, Dork,” she rolled her eyes. “I found it in Laura Anderson’s
trashcan down the block.”
“Mine?” Angel stuttered.
Cordy put on a mock hurt expression. “If I found this in Laura’s trash, then
for your sake I hope not.” Seeing the confused look on her husband’s face
made her decide to put him out of his misery. “You. Me. Baby.” Cordelia
spoke slowly as if to a small child.
“You, me, baby?” he said. “You, me, baby?” Realization dawned on his
face. “You, me, baby,” he said with more fervor. “You, me, baby!” Angel
shouted as he grabbed his wife and twirled her around. “You, me, baby!”
“Angel!” Cordy shouted. As much as she loved the affection, she was getting
pretty dizzy. “You can put me down, Dork!”
Angel finally realized what he was doing and gently set his love down. “God,
I’m sorry! Are you okay? Do you need anything? Water? Something to eat? Do you
need to lie down?”
Cordelia stared at him amused. “Angel! I’m not about to go into labor! You
just made me dizzy!” Cordy slapped him playfully on the shoulder. “But you
realize we’ll have to make a pit stop by the office to tell the news.”
“The gang!” Angel cried. “Yeah, they’ll be excited!” Angel grabbed his
wife and kissed her deeply. “I’m going to be a Daddy with you!”
“Actually,” Cordy laughed, “I think I’m going to be a Mommy.” But
Angel wasn’t listening. He was too busy think of names already.
“I tell you, having a little warning this time is great. We can prepare for
things a lot better. What do you think about Delia for a girl’s name?”
Cordelia just laughed at him before finally heading off to take her shower.
Angel was still thinking of middle names when she got done ten minutes later.
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The last person to look strangely at the man with the overhanging brow clutching
a purple teddy bear nearly got himself decapitated. Since then, no one looked at
the crazy man. Even his two companions pretended they didn’t know him.
“What the Hell is taking Cordy?” he said aloud for the fiftieth time. “I
know it takes awhile for tea leaves to boil to be read, but she’s been gone
too long.”
Gunn ignored the vampire and continued to throw darts at the balloons. He was
gonna win that damn stuffed raccoon for Fred. Angel stopped his ranting long
enough to watch Gunn fail miserably in his tosses.
“You’re doing it wrong,” Angel said. “It’s in the wrist.” Angel laid
down a dollar and quickly popped the five balloons needed to win the raccoon.
Fred smiled appreciatively at Angel while Gunn grumbled about getting a soda.
Done with the manly display, Angel’s eyes locked once more on the tent. She
had been gone far too long for his liking. The carnival was no fun without her.
TBC...