starlit_desires | Ficlet: A Conversation 1/1, PG-13, Anya/Cordelia interaction

This is the first of a few posts today... I've a few fanfics to be typed up and posted. I can't remember if someone asked for this pairing or suggested it, so if they did sorry for not giving you credit for the inspiration. And just a little note on the fanfic, I always felt that Anya/Cordelia never really intereacted enough with one another to make a lasting impression (ie that they'd know one another if they spoke to one another on the phone or had a chance encounter in Sunnydale or LA) so that's where this fic is heading from.

Enjoy and let me know what you think of it.

Title: A Conversation 1/1

Author: Sweetness (aaronlisa@gmail.com)

Pairing: Anya/Cordelia interaction

Rating: PG-13

Notes: Set during ATS Season Three/BTVS Season Six. Cordelia needs to call Sunnydale for help on a case.

Cordelia took a deep breath as she prepared herself to call Sunnydale. She always hated calling there, even if they did need help from Buffy, or from one of the Scoobies. Calling Sunnydale always reminded her of who she had once been and had wanted to become, and how she had failed to become that person. Although she was happy in her role of Angel’s seer and helping innocents, she couldn’t help but remember the goals and dreams that she had had and of foolishly telling the others before leaving Sunnydale.
“Hello, the Magic Box. Can I help you?”
“Uhm, I’m not sure, is Giles there?” Cordelia asked hesitantly, not recognizing the voice on the other end of the phone.
“He’s not in, perhaps I can help you?”
“Well this is Cordy from L.A.,” Cordelia started to explain.
“And this is Anya from Sunnydale. Are you calling to buy something?” Anya asked impatiently.
“Not really.”
“Well then is there a reason for why you’re wasting my time?” Anya asked, knowing who Cordelia was and what she probably wanted.
“Yeah, I needed to talk Giles. Angel asked me to call him about a case,” Cordelia replied coldly.
“Angel as in Buffy’s Angel?” Anya asked, taking delight in making the other woman impatient.
“He’s not really Buffy’s Angel anymore.”
“Well you’d better not tell Buffy that. Anyhow what do you want?”
”Look is someone else there? Like Willow?”
”No, it’s just me here.”
“When will someone else be there?”
”I don’t really know, I am not their receptionist so it’s not like they tell me what they’re doing.”
“Oh,” Cordelia said, trying to find the patience to deal with the infuriating woman on the other end of the phone.
“Look if you need help, I can help you out.”
‘Who did you say this was?” Cordelia asked as she attempted to stall for time.
“It’s Anya.”
“I don’t know if I want your type of help,” Cordelia said, as she remembered who Anya was.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Anya asked angrily.
“Well aren’t you the one who caused Willow’s skanky vampire double to be in Sunnydale? And you ran away when we needed your help against the Mayor?”
“Yeah but people change, don’t they Cordelia?”
”Some people do and other’s don’t.”
”And let me guess, you’re one of them?”
”Yeah I am.” Cordelia said, leaving it unspoken that she didn’t believe that Anya had.
“Look this is stupid. You need help but no one else is here to give it to you. Accept that or hang up,” Anya said and sighed.
“Fine.”
”Fine what?”
”We have a demon out here and Wes thinks that Giles might have a spell to help us defeat it.”
Anya smiled as she started to write down the information that the former cheerleader was giving her. She didn’t know why but she wanted to prove to Cordelia that she had changed and that she was no longer the person, or demon, that Cordelia had met in her last year of high school. If anything it was important to Xander, and since she had made peace with Willow, she could make peace with Cordelia.

**END**