Title: "Wedding Blues"

By: Lynn

Disclaimer: I wouldn't be writing stories and sending them in e-mails if they WERE mine.

Couples: Starts out with C/A and then goes into B/A and C/X. Also has W/O

Summary: AU Angel and Buffy have a past history and now Cordy is getting married to Angel and Buffy is her maid of honor.


Part 1

March 28, 2006

Cordelia Chase was looking out the big window in the airport terminal, watching the planes come and go.

She was waiting for her best friend to come back home to LA from her new home in New York.

Cordelia impatiently looked at her watch. *Her flight supposed to be here soon* she thought. When she crossed back her arms, she started to fiddle with the diamond ring on her left hand.

Yes, she was finally getting married. To a handsome, dark man. She met him at the agency she works at. He's one of the detectives and she works as the secretary. At first, they didn't feel anything but friendship, but after a period of time they realized their love grew.

He was sweet, kind, gentle, all of those things that every lady looked for in a guy. But lately, she's been feeling like it was a big mistake.

She sat down on one of the plastic chairs, stared at her engagement ring, and sighed. *Pull yourself together, the wedding's in 2 weeks. It's just cold feet.Cold feet, that's all,* she tried to convince herself. Tears started to well up in her eyes.

She heard the door open from the tunnel and heard a crowd of people enter the terminal. She stood up, quickly wiped away the forming tears, and plastered on one of her famous smiles.

Cordelia scanned the crowd to see if she could spot her maid of honor. She then saw her blonde friend in the crowd, looking around for her.

Cordelia waved her arms and called her name to get her attention. "Buffy!" She stood on her tip toes to see over the bunch of heads.

Buffy heard her and looked her way with excitement. "Cordy!" She ran toward the brunette, dropped her bag when she reached her and the two girls threw their arms around each other.

When they let go, Buffy grabbed Cordelia's left hand and they both squealed at the rock on her finger.

"Oh my God, Cordy! I still can't believe you're getting married! So, where's the lucky guy?" Buffy asked, looking for a guy that looked to fit Cordelia's taste.

"He's having lunch with his sister. But, no worries, we're all going to a party the gang's throwing tonight." Cordelia picked up Buffy's carry-on bag and linked arms with her, leading her to the baggage claim.

"Where's Xander, Willow, and Oz? I'd think they'd be here."

"Well, they all wanted to be here, believe me, they missed you. But Xander got stuck at the construction site and Willow and Oz were stuck in a meeting. Something about computers."

"Oh, I missed them. It's so hard to get off to come here." Buffy spotted her suitcase and grabbed it.

"I know. I'm surprised you found time off for my wedding. Is this it?" she asked pointing to the suitcase.


"Ok then. Let's go."

"Hey, I would never miss something important as this." She handed the man her ticket. He checked the bags and then let them go.

When they got in the car, Buffy asked, "So, what's Prince Charming's name?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you. Must've slipped my mind. Liam. Liam McCall. We call him Angel though." Cordelia put the car in reverse and drove off. She missed the look of shock in Buffy's face.

"L-Liam? McCall?" Buffy stuttered.

"Yeah. Oh hey! He went to NYU, too. Did you know him?"

Buffy let out a nervous chuckle, "Uh. Yeah. I knew Angel."

"Oh my God! No wonder he sounded so shocked when I told him you were going to be my maid of honor!"

"Yep. Good ol' Angel," Buffy replied, looking out the car window. *Oh my Gosh...My best friend is marrying Angel! My best friend and the love of my life. No. Stop. Ex. Ex-love. He's Cordy's now.*

"Hey, are you okay?" Cordy asked, snapping Buffy out of her panic-filled thoughts.

"Oh. Yeah. I'm just...tired. Jet-lag, you know?"

"Don't worry. We'll be at my apartment in like 10 minutes. By the way, you're hair looks adorable."

Buffy put a hand to her shoulder-length hair. "Thanks. You too."

"Shorthair's the best."

"Yeah, it is."

"I almost forgot. Do you have my dress?"

"Oh. Yep. In my suitcase."

"You know, I am so lucky to have a friend who designs clothes. Especially wedding dresses. Much cheaper."

Buffy chuckled.