Cander (Cordy/Xander)

Escape Of Her Life

"Xander?" she had to ask.

He got her to her feet and then let go.

"Cor, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for Willow. She goes to college here. She can help me."

"Why Wills? Can't I help you? You sound hurt."

"You don't know first-aid."

"An does."

"Then take me to her. You have to carry me, though."

And with that, he picked her up and for the first time, realized how hurt she really was. He didn't say anything, though. He just carried her to his and Anya's new apartment. She rested her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and wrapped her unhurt arm around his neck, as he did so.

He walked up to the door and opened it. It was unlocked which meant she was home.

"Anya, I need some help here," he called, as he shut the door behind himself.

"What's wrong?" she asked, coming from the bedroom.

"Need a first-aid kit."

"Are you hurt?"

"No."

She came into the living room.

She ordered him when she saw her, "Lay her on the bed. I'll take care of her. You can spend the night with Willow and Buffy. That, or you can tell them that she's back in town."

He gently layed her down on the bed, as Anya went to get the first-aid kit from the kitchen. He then kissed her forehead, grabbed his coat, and then headed out the door with a couple stakes.

She came back with the kit and sat on her bedside, putting it on the end table. She took Cordelia's purse gently off her shoulder and put it on the floor. She then looked at her. She could easily see that the Drama Queen had a sprained left arm, bleeding lower stomach, and a bruised and scratched leg that looked like it hurt like hell.

She patched the wound up, took care of the scratches, and carefully put her arm in a sling. She then felt for a pulse on the side of her neck. Finding she was going to be okay, she called to her.

"Cordelia. Cordelia, can you hear me? Cordelia?"

She groaned and slowly woke up to see Anya bent over her with a gentle face.

"Anya. Long time."

"How do you feel?"

"Better. Thanks."

"You're welcome."

A few hours later, Anya walked into Buffy's house where they were holding a meeting/welcome home party. Anya was helping her along until Xander came up to them. He looked at his first ex.

"My lady?"

She smiled.

"Of course."

They walked away with her good arm under his.

She and Xander sat on the couch and she looked at them and the decorated house.

"You didn't have to, guys. Not after what I've been through tonight."

"But we did," Willow said.

"We had to," Buffy told her.

Dawn came up and gave her a piece of the vanilla cake that hadn't been eaten yet.

"Here. You get the first piece."

"Thanks, um-"she broke off, looking at Willow with a questioning look.

"That's Dawn," Willow supplied for her.

"Thanks, Dawn," Cordy said, looking at her.

"You're welcome."

"Yeah. This is Dawn. She's my little sister," Buffy told her.

"Why did you come back to Sunnydale?" Tara asked, having heard everything about her.

"I was hurt. I didn't know Anya was here or that she could help, but I knew Willow could help me."

"By the way, this is Tara. My girlfriend," Willow said.

"Nice to meet you, Tara."

"Are you staying?" Buffy asked.

"Yes. I am. I'm staying for the rest of my life."

"Good."

"Glad to have my Princess back," Xan said, gently hugging her.

"I agree," she said to Xan.