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Author's note: This takes place after season four's "Spin The Bottle"


The day had started out like any other normal day;

Angel was still brooding, mainly about Connor, but with a pinch of Cordelia thrown into the mix ...

"We should probably get you back home."

"Actually, I'd like to stay here. With Connor."

... But then again, when the one you love "shacks up with your Hell-spawn", as Lorne would put it, then who could really blame Angel for being less than thrilled.

Wesley was only just starting to get welcomed back to the team ...

"I had my throat cut and all my friends abandoned me."

... and it was still trouble in paradise for the Hyperion's own Romeo and Juliet, Fred and Gunn.

"We don't talk. We sleep on opposite sides of the bed. We haven't even touched each other since ..."

"Since we murdered Professor Seidel."

But even so, that still added up to a normal day at Angel Investigations.

However, there was one tiny difference.

Fresh from his less than pleasant encounter with Wolfram and Hart, Lorne had started work again almost immediately, desperate to earn back the information he'd lost, and had soon been proud to admit:

"My first reading since I got my head drilled, and I find the spell that's gonna bring our little Cordy right back to us."

And despite Angel's uncertainty, "Spells ... I don't trust them," Cordelia had been eager to try any method of getting her memory back, even an uncertain one.

In Lorne's defense, the spell worked perfectly, restoring her memory in an easy and pain free way, doing exactly what it was supposed to, but it was rare for even the most powerful wicca to discover a flawless spell, and this was no exception. Something always tended to go wrong, and what Lorne hadn't realised was, when he'd said "bring our little Cordy right back to us," the word "little" had been literal.

So, although the team could safely say that nobody had amnesia anymore, they were still left with six problems.

Six pint sized problems.

And that's when the day stopped being normal.


TBC: I hope you liked my first chapter. It's a slightly different writing style than I normally use, so I'm not really sure about it yet. Please review!