Title: The Forgotten Day

Author: Melissa (Lissa)

Distribution: Please ask

Disclaimer: They do not belong to me. They belong to Joss and the WB. I don't own the Angel characters or the movie Ghost.

Summary: This is a different spin on the 'Expecting' idea.

Doyle's not in the beginning but he will be there soon!

Feedback: Please, please, please. Don't make me beg.

Rating: PG-15

The Forgotten Day

Cordelia walked into the office a stunned look on her face. Letting her purse fall forgotten to the floor she looked at Angel.

Wesley sat up from the couch giving her a worried look. "Are you okay?"

Cordelia shook her head. "No. Not at all." She would have collapsed to the floor but Angel had slipped up behind her and caught her fall.

"What happened?" he asked lowering her to the couch beside Wesley.

"I wasn't feeling well so I went to the doctor. He said...he said..."

"Yes?"

Her voice came out barely a whisper. "I'm pregnant."

Angel's eyes widened and he moved forward toward her. "What?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Who's is it?" Wesley asked softly.

"I don't know. It's not possible. I've haven't had sex...ever." She looked up at Angel fear in her eyes.

"It's not human."

Angel sat down startled. "Are you certain? About the human thing I mean."

Cordelia nodded slowly. "It's part demon. I don't know how I know I just do."

"What do you want us to do? Find whoever or whatever did this and get answers?"

"I wouldn't know where to send you for answers. No, I think the most logical thing to do would be go to the people who know what's going on. I want to go to

the Oracles."

"Aw, Cordy. You know they don't let just anyone in." Angel said patiently. "I can't let you go there. I'm afraid that they'd hurt you."

Cordelia stood up regaining her nerve. "You can't talk me out of it. I have to go. I'm not going to...unleash a force of evil on everyone but I'm not going to kill an innocent baby. I can't do it. That's why I have to go. They'll have answers."

Angel nodded. "It's your decision."

"Take me."

* * *

"You come searching answers and bring us no gift."

"Your gift is to see my smiling face." Cordelia said smartly.

The female Oracle frowned. "Your sarcasm is not amusing. What do you want lower being?"

Cordelia steeled herself. Showing weakness would only anger them. "I want some answers. I'm pregnant and it's not by any natural way I know of."

The female froze in her pacing. "You're pregnant? Oh, dear...we didn't expect...Oh, my."

Cordelia's eyes widened at the other woman's horror. "What is going on? What is in me?"

"It was conceived naturally."

Cordelia crossed her arms. "Oh, was it? I'd like to argue with that."

The female stopped pacing and stood in front of Cordelia looking at her in what seemed to be respect.

"Did Angel ever tell you about the day that he took back. He was human?"

"Doyle...Doyle did." Cordelia said trying to keep raw emotion out of her voice. Now was not the time to get weepy.

"Well, during the day that was taken back you slept with him."

"Him...?" Cordelia broke off in terror having a feeling what name was going to be said.

"Doyle. You got pregnant but the day was supposed to be taken back. Only...there are some things that are meant to happen. Prophecies mention you. Not actually you but your son."

Cordelia's hands flew to her stomach her breathing uneven. "My son?"

The Oracle nodded. "Your son is important to future fights. He saves the world. Alan Doyle was also supposed to play a role in his son's life. That day

messed things up. We didn't know Doyle was the one."

Cordelia gasped and held onto the wall for support. "You're saying he wasn't meant to die? You not only robbed me of him you took the only memory I could have had of us...you took that and I'm still pregnant. It's not fair. I have nothing left of him. Not even that memory."

"We could give you the memory-"

"A memory isn't exactly the same as-"

"By sending you back to that night. Under normal circumstances we would never even consider this but...your son is important. You have to spend the

rest of your life keeping him safe. The least we can do for you is send you back to that night. I must warn you though. You can't do anything to affect the

outcomes of that evening."

Cordelia jumped forward. "Fine. That's fine. Just let me go back, please!"

"It's done." the Oracle said with the snap of her fingers.

* * *

Cordelia looked around herself disoriented. She wasn't sure where she was or when in the evening.

"You okay, Princess?"

She looked up at the soft accented voice she had missed so much. "F...fine."

He grinned and sat down next to her. "And to answer that question you asked in a round about way. I don't know what I'm going to do now that Angel's human.

Hopefully get my life turned back around. Maybe get back into teaching. But most of all I want to get the nerve up to ask you out."

Cordelia's face lit into a smile. "You do?"

"Yeah, I just don't know how to go about asking."

He scooted closer to her nervously. "So I figured I'd just..." Hesitantly he leaned forward. After a moments pause he kissed her softly.

Cordelia put a hand on the back of his head pulling him closer. She kissed him amazed that she was getting this chance to be with him. She pulled back, hands shaking nervously, and sent him a small smile. "I'm glad you did."

Doyle ran his hand over her cheek. "I was afraid you wouldn't want me to." Leaning forward he kissed her again.

Thinking of the plans she knew would unfold she wrapped her arms around his waist pulling his toward her. Her lips never leaving his she leaned back

against the couch cushions, pulling him with her. He ran his hands slowly along her hips. "What was that for?"

She looked at his hands that subconsciously traced a pattern on her shirt. "I was afraid to lose you." she whispered looking up at him.

He grinned at her. "Really?"

"No. I'm lying." she joked.

Doyle leaned down and kissed her again. "I'm just amazed that you...that you're not kicking me out about now."

Cordelia ran her hand down his cheek. "I'd never do that. I'd go crazy without you." she said honestly.

"I'd miss you so much. You're the sweetest man I've ever met. I just like to give you a hard time."

"You're pretty special too."

Cordelia pressed her lips to his. "I don't ever want to let you go." She bit her lip, staring up at him. "Stay with me."

"Stay...?" he asked unsurely.

"You know what I mean." she said softly. "I'm lonely. I don't want to be by myself anymore." She nuzzled into his neck.

Doyle's heart caught in his throat. "Princess, do you mean..."

"Yes."

"I don't know if that's such a good idea..."

Cordelia nuzzled his neck. "Why? You know you want to. I can see it in your eyes. You never know what's going to happen and if you leave..." she broke off

trying to keep the emotion out of her voice.

He was going to die in less than a week so what could she say to make him understand?

"I need you." she whispered tearfully. "Don't leave me. I've...I've always wanted my first time to be with someone special that I trusted. I can't think of

anyone better than you."

Doyle ran his hands gently through her hair.

"First?" he asked softly. He looked at the vulnerable look in her face wondering why she was reacting so strongly. He wasn't going to leave and if he had to he'd write. Maybe after what happened with her parents she had fear of abandonment. Taking a shaky breath he added. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

Cordelia nodded. "I've never been more sure of anything."

Glancing down at her he gave in. "Alright but we're going to do this the right way." With a small kiss he picked her up and walked her back to the bedroom.

Cordelia nuzzled into his neck trying to hide the tears that were forming in her eyes.

He gently laid her down on the bed. With a gentle hand he brushed her hair away from her face. "Are you sure about this?" he asked again.

"Absolutely." To show him she was she reached up and kissed him. "I love you, Alan Francis Doyle. Even the demon in you."

He pulled back as if burned. "You know about that?"

Cordelia mentally kicked herself. She wasn't supposed to know about that yet. "I found out. Harry said some things and...I put it together. And I don't

care. It's what makes you, you."

"You are a very amazing woman, you know that? Not many people would be okay with the demon thing."

"Not many people are in love with you." She whispered running her fingertips over his lips.

Overcome with his feelings and the fact that he was actually getting a chance with her he was completely speechless. To try and show her how much he cared about her he covered her lips with his.

Cordelia's eyes closed as his lips slowly explored hers. Without a care in the world she let him makes soft, tender love to her.

His touches were loving, not in a rush to get somewhere. His caress was that of a lover. He was treating her like a delicate piece of glass. She fought back tears as he gently left kisses along her collarbone.

Hand covering his she followed his movements as he trailed across her bare skin. She prayed to the Oracles that they never make her leave him.

* * *

Cordelia lay weakly in Doyle's arms after her first experience. Never in a million years would she have guessed that anything could feel this way.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

Cordelia nodded her eyes wide. "I am."

Doyle kissed her so slowly it was almost torment. He reveled in every touch. Her lips were so soft and enticing.

Cordelia moaned under her breath. Pressing her lips more firmly to his she gripped the muscles in his back. "Doyle...do you think we could..." She finished

her suggestion by an arousing kiss.

Unable to hold back like last time Doyle rolled over and pinned her to the sheets below them. With wild abandonment Cordelia gave in to her

crazier side and let him ravish her. Small moans and cries escaped her lips much to her embarrassment. Not caring who heard she tried to forget everything

that was happening and lose herself in the moment.

* * *

Cordelia fought drifting off to sleep. She feared if she did she'd wake up without him. Plus, she was enjoying the feeling of his fingers running softly up

her arms. Leaning closer she looked up into his blue eyes.

He had been for the most part silently holding her.

Looking at him and knowing he would soon fade away an old movie came back to her. She remembered crying while watching the movie 'Ghost'.

The theme song ran through her head as she watched him. The movie suddenly seemed all too real. She couldn't bear to leave him. She needed him.

Leaning in he softly kissed her ear. "Go to sleep."

He could tell how tired she was just by looking at her. After three times he himself was ready to crash. "I'll be here in the morning. I promise."

Hearing those words she buried her head into his chest and closed her eyes.

He'd swear her shoulders were shaking with sobs but why would she be crying? He kissed along her jaw line. "What's wrong, Princess?"

"I'm just so happy that's all." she lied. She nuzzled into his neck trying to memorize his every feature. his was the last time she'd see him, touch him. Running her hands over his chest she whispered. "I'll see you in the morning." With that she kissed him and fell asleep.

* * *

Cordelia awoke in the offices. She sat at her desk with her head resting on her arms. Jerking to a sitting position she looked around. After a moment she

burst into tears.

He was really gone.

Hearing her crying Angel had rushed over. "So? How'd it go? You just got back. Well, appeared...did you find out who's it was?"

Cordelia looked up at him her eyes brimming in tears. "I did." Steeling herself she whispered. "It was-"

"Doyle." Angel said his face registering shock.

Cordelia looked up in confusion. "Yeah, how did you..." She trailed off seeing Doyle standing in the doorway. "Doyle?"

He nodded. "I couldn't leave you alone, Princess. When I found out what happened from our night together I begged to stay with you at any cost."

Cordelia stood up and made her way over to him on shaky legs. "You're here to stay?"

"Yes, I promised I'd be here in the morning didn't I?"

Cordelia began to laugh and cry at the same time. "Oh, Doyle...I..."

He gave her a small smile. "I can't say I'll be the best father figure but I'll try my hardest."

"I don't think there'll be a problem." She smiled softly. "You're already perfect in my eyes."

With Angel watching in confusion Doyle picked up Cordelia and kissed her. "I promised I'd never leave you. I plan to stick to that promise."

Cordelia frantically kissed him back. "I'm going to hold you to that."

"You had better because I'd go crazy without you."

Cordelia smiled. "Me too."

He held her hand in his. "I came back to help you raise our baby. I'm never leaving. I'll stay with you until the end of time."

And when he leaned in and brushed his lips to hers she knew it was true.

The End