Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, (Angel) and all related characters are copyright Joss Whedon. No infringement intended. SPN belong to Eric Kripke and The CW.Author's Note:
mostly canon for BTVS, but for ATS it diverges completely from season 3. Pre-serie for Supernatural.
The Atmosphere in the Hyperion was charged. Everyone was making plan for their future. Everyone was, but one. Cordelia was not happy, not at all. Passing in Wesley’s office, she was thinking back of all she has sacrificed for the good fight. All she accomplished in the past years for the Power that Be. You did think she could decide what to do with her life. Especially now that Angel had “shashued”. It was only logical. Angel and Buffy were talking about moving to San Francisco were Buffy would work as counselor in a school. Her experience back in Sunnydale apparently made her realize that she loved this job and was really good at it. She founded the concept of Buffy giving any advice to teenager scary.
Then there was Fred who had been offered to teach at Los Angeles University, she actually was offered the head of the department of mathematics. Gunn was thinking about going work with Anne at the shelter and maybe train the kids that know about Supernatural and all that goes bump in the night, how to fight. Wesley was going back to England, he apparently had been offered a seat at the head of the Watcher council. Lorne was back at Las Vegas, Willow was somewhere in South America with her new girlfriend. Dawn was at Harvard, the little girl was all grown up now. Xander, him he was in Africa rebuilding home and School at the moment, some humanitarian work. It was awesome, really. But couldn’t she get her happy ending too? Apparently not.
The Power that Be, somehow decided they were keeping her. That somehow she hadn’t done enough. Hadn’t done enough!
She nearly dies because of her vision, not only that but she got so close to be tricked by a demon into becoming part demon to keep the vision. No she hadn’t done enough. They were putting her in charge of guiding another champion. It wasn’t like she was the only seer on earth. There was sure as hell another seer somewhere dying for that job, she on the other hand, could actually used a little vacation.
Because, not having her head splitting in two every time she receives a vision, would do wonder on her health. Not only that but also, to her bank account. You wouldn’t believe how much she put into aspirin and Alcohol. No wonder why Doyle used to drank that much, she herself had hidden a couple of bottle of alcohol in her apartment; alcohol was helping with the pain. She drank yes, but she refused to be Alcoholic. The image of her mother, comatose, completely drunk on the priceless: Louis XV Victorian fainting sofa of their house back at Sunnydale, during her youth was enough discouragement. It was an image that would always haunt her, never, under any circumstance, she would be like that.
Anyway, all this wasn’t helping her with her problem.
The same day, the power dropped the bomb shell on her. Angel, who she loved, but sometime wanted to murder, especially that day, dared tell her, her own speech about “Helping the hopeless”, “fight the good fight”
and all that crap she used to say to him, back in the day, to keep him out his brooding session. She did not murder him. No. it would have been stupid, he just became human for god sake! But she didn’t let him off that easily. She threatened to smash his car, if he wasn’t shutting up right there. He did (oh for that he did) but he also send Wesley to talk to her. Coward.
Wesley had always been like a big brother. From the moment he joined them after a disastrous try at being a hunter. Or more an: “Rogue demon hunter”
, to the end when Angel finally Shanshued. So he sat with her and for hours, he told her; how it was a great opportunity, how she could keep helping people. Something she always wanted to do. Even if she pretended, that it was only because, she didn’t get her big break in Hollywood. But he know better, he know anyone how could pass herself as any of the character they had to impersonate during their job, was a damn fine actress. He even asked her if she was ready to quite that life, to stop fighting. And she as to admit to herself, that, no she wasn’t. Not right now. He offered her a deal, see who was that champion, talk with him (or her) and decide afterward what she would do.
She given up to his speech, agree to wait and met that new champion. For a total of 34 hours and 7 minutes she let the matter go and waited for that meting to happen.
It was early in the morning, while she was out buy donuts and croissant for breakfast that the call came through. It’s Wesley who answered. He spoke for a while with a man. Explaining what exactly was a champion, what a seer was and what role they had. Apparently Whistler, who had been the one to deliver the news to the champion hadn’t left much information on the matter. Which everyone at the hotel find really stupid. It’s later when she came back and talked with Wesley that she found out, that the men Wes had been talking with, was not, her future champion, but his father. His FREAKING FATHER!!
She completely backed away after that, she didn’t even wanted to hear about fighting the good fight, hear about any hopeless, or that she wanted to help. As if she was actually going to be "vision-girl" to a hormonal teenage boy. She refused to, plain and simple. She hadn’t worked that hard those last years, to baby-sit a child. That was a no. thinking about it only makes her think of Giles. It made her imagine herself becoming like him, some sort of older mentor stuck with teen. Teen that would probably never listen to her, and would only manage to get himself kill and her with it. So, no, she was NOT going to be that teenage seer, end of story. The Power that Be were going to have to recruit somewhere else because she was not going to do it.