A/N: Here's a season five fic! Things will be different due to the circumstances that will be played out. Just thought I should warn ya. Also, I've used the scene where Cordelia is talking to Angel after his battle with Lindsey in 'You're Welcome'. Sorry, but I had to use the same words for this chapter.

This particular fic was inspired by Dr.Phill show. Yes, I said it. You never know when inspiration will come along and bite you in the booty. It did with me when watching a true story about a man who was found near death naked in a alley way in Atlanta, GA. When he regained his senses after some surgeries, he didn't know who he was. Instead, he had instincts about things like his name, where he was from and so on.

The episode was called 'Who am I?'. I thought the title would be fitting for this fic. Both stories will be similar. Only difference will be that we shall find out the ending to Cordy's story. As for the man Benjamin, I hope he finds out who he is soon.

Settings: 2003 in Las Angeles to 2004.

Main Characters: Angel, Cordelia, Wesley, Gunn, Spike, Joeline, and Fred.

Disclaimer: I do not own characters from the Angel-verse. The only character I own is Joeline. She came from my imagination. Also, I have never earned one cent from any of my fan fictions, nor do I intend to do so now. So Joss, you can't sue! Ha-Haa!

Who Am I?

Chapter 1: Off Ramp is Closed

Cordelia walked in to Angel's spacious office. Her heart was full and beaming that she finally got her champion back. It took some hard work, but in the end, her Angel had pull through. The manpire she fell in love with was back. And now, she had to leave him once again. This time, there would be no turning back.

Cordy felt her heart do flip flops as the georgous vampire grabbed his jacket and put it on. He did look good in those new jackets, but she silently perfered him in his old leather jackets. The leather suited him and matched his mysterious, brooding self.

"So, you feel good?"

Angel turned around, giving her that lopsided smile. Oh how she loved it when he gave her those! It had just the right amount of boyishness and sexy grown male to make her weak in the knees. But most of all, she loved his full out right grins. People always told her that her smile could brighten up a room. His brightened up the sky. And boy did that sound mushy. Angel seemed to have that effect on her.

"Yeah, I do. I just... I kinda feel bad about it."

"My god, you're a piece of work," Cordelia said while shaking her head.

"I just," Angel began before giving a little laugh. "I just don't feel I deserve... I mean all I did was beat up a tiny Texan."

Angel then sat down on his couch. He looks at her like he still couldn't believe she was actually there. Her heart starts to ache as she realises that her time was much shorter now. Before long, she will have to say goodbye.

"Not like I helped anyone."

"Sure you did."

Angel gives her that adorable puzzled look. God, she was going to miss that.

"Who?"

"Boy, I really do fall for the dumb ones. You know how you're always trying to save, oh, every single person in the world? Did it ever occur to you that you are one of them?"

"No, it never did," Angel answered truthfully. Cordy wanted to smile at that. Her champion, humble yet too sure of himself to ever consider himself one of the helpless. It just made her love him even more.

"Well, you made the list gorgeous. And you needed some help."

Angel looks at her with very thoughtful eyes. She slowly walks toward him, keeping level with his gaze.

"And you were the one that... helped me," Angel says softly. His eyes didn't leave her as she sat next to him.

"I did my part."

Cordelia heard and felt Angel chuckle. The very motion made her heart tempo speed up. It was very hard for her to contain herself. All she wanted to do was jump him and give him a kiss that would make his toes curl. But in doing that, she was afraid that she would never let go, too selfish to give her champion up.

"Lindsey wasted a lot of energy trying to make me doubt myself. I know it's not even close to over. I do feel like.. like... I can do this. Wolfram and Hart, whatever's coming, I feel like we can beat it."

Cordelia gently smiles at that. Her champion got his confidence back. And she knew with out a doubt that her champion and family will make it through. Nothing will stop them from saving the world again and again. If only she could be there to see it. After all, she did promise the big lug that she would be there when he would finally get out of the dark tunnel.

"I know."

And again, he gives her that innocent, puppy, confused look. He didn't know it, but he was one step closer to having a crazed seer jumping his bones right then and there.

"You do?"

"I always did. I... I just needed you to know it too.

"So all that talk about deals with the devil..."

"Is God's honest truth," Cordy gently said. Like she would let him get off that easy!

"But you're bigger than that. You'll win this in the end," Cordelia said with every fiber of her being. She then slowly stands up to Angel's puzzlement. Now for the hard part.

"I uh... I just wish I could be there to see it," Cordelia said with a sigh. She could sense his panic as he immediately gets up.

"What do you mean?! You're not..."

"I can't stay. This isn't me any more. You can say goodbye to the gang for me, explain everything, once you understand."

She could barely look at her champion. The pain in his eyes matched what was in her heart. She had wanted to make this quick, like tearing off a bandaid fast so she could get through the instant pain instead of dragging it out. But Angel clearly wasn't going to allow that. She both loved him and almost hated him for that.

"That's gonna be never. I need you here," Angel demanded.

The fear in his eyes almost broke her. She could feel the words bubbling up to the surface that she wanted to say for so long. But she couldn't. It would only make her demand the PTB to let her stay. She had to deny that selfish motive so her champion can live on... with out her. Move on.

"Don't make this hard, Angel. I'm just on a different road, and this is my off ramp. Powers That Be owed me one, and I didn't waste it. I got my guy back on track," Cordelia said as her voice became husky with emotion.

"Cordy..."

His voice pleaded with her to stay. But she knew she couldn't. Her time was running out, so this was her last chance to say goodbye and to make him understand that it was time to let go. With a trembling hand, she reached up and cupped his cheek. Angel leaned in to it, causing her to tear up.

"We take what we can get champ, and we do our best with it," Cordy said sadly. She felt her resolve weakening. She didn't want to let go, she wanted to freeze this moment as she let Angel see the love pouring from her eyes.

"I'll be seeing you," Cordelia said as she forced herself to let go. It was the hardest thing she had ever had to do.

But as she walked away, she realised that she just couldn't leave things lit that. For there was one thing that she never got to do. Kiss him. Yes, she had kissed him back when she was trying to pass on the visions, but she didn't know she was in love with him then.

Then there was the ballet, but that was due to the possession of ghostly beings or whatever. Though it was very satisfying and filled with unknowing love and passion, it wasn't them in control. This time, it will be them at last, with no barriers.

"Oh what the hell... One for the road?"

She the rushes back to him. She felt his arms rap around her and lift her up as their lips clash. Both devoured each other, trying to memorise each others taste. Both knew that this was their first and true real kiss. And they didn't want to waste it.

Cordy felt at home, like this was where she always was meant to be. For a moment, she was lost in their kiss and the world they had created. But like all things, their moment had to end. The kiss slowly died as the phone began to ring. Angel slightly scowled at the annoying sound.

"You know, um... I don't... I don't need to get that," Angel whispers. His voice was low and husky with desire and sadness.

But Cordelia knew that her time had finally come. She had just died. She could feel it, her body giving out. There was no turning back, no begging to stay with the man who held her heart. If only she had more time!

"That... You have to get it," Cordelia said as her heart broke right then.

She felt Angel reluctantly set her down and remove his arms from her waste. Their fingers were now the only contact they had. Then slowly, he lets her go.

She watches as he walks toward the phone on his large desk. Cordelia knew it was time. She at last could leave in peace.

"Oh, and your welcome."

I love you Angel.

"Hello? Yes, I know, she's... But that's impossible, she's standing right," Angel turns around, expecting to see Cordelia, alive and well. But she had vanished. His heart began to ache as it dawned on him that Cordelia was dead... and she never woke up from her coma.

"I'm sorry," Angel said as he put the phone back to his ear. He began to choke up, realising that his love had died. He never got to tell her that he loved her and always will.

"Yeah. Did, um, when did she die?... Did she, um... She never did wake up?... Thank you," Angel said. He numbly hung up the phone.

With her final hours, she gave it up for him. Just to save him. His Cordelia, his precious stubborn Cordelia, got her final wish. Him. Her champion who was now back on track and working with a clear mind. But truth was, in his eyes, she was the real champion.

I love you, Cordelia Chase.

"Thank you."

A

It was amazing! She couldn't believe she was here, in heaven. Nothing could ever come close to describing what she saw and felt. All pain, all of here weariness was gone. She had finally got her reward.

"Princess, you finally made it," said a Irish brogue filled voice. Cordelia turned around and gave her mega-watt smile.

"Doyle! Oh Doyle, I've missed you so much," Cordelia said passionately as she gave the Irish man a tight hug.

"I know, I know. I'm a hard bloke to get over. Um... Cordelia, if we weren't already dead, I think I would be now from lack of oxygen!"

"Oh! Sorry about that," Cordelia said sheepishly. She released her friend as she took a step back.

"Mmm. I see that you're just as gorgeous as the night I met you."

"What can I say? I'm hot even when I'm dead. So... What are you doing here. I mean, I know why you're here! Not that you would be in-"

"Cordelia! I know what you meant. The PTB thought that I should show you around the place before you see the others."

"Others? What others?"

Doyle smiled, his handsome face lighting up. Some how, he seemed even more handsome and dare she say it... beautiful. Must be the place. It had to be. All the worldly worries he had in life was no longer there.

""People you knew in life. Grandparents, family members you never met, Sunnydell residents."

Sunnydell? Oh! You mean like Jenny?"

Doyle nodded as he began to lead her through the pearly gates. "Yep. And more. All of us have been waiting for you. Even Darla."

Cordelia opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly, a sharp pain filled her chest. She cried out as she dropped to her knees.

"Doyle! Somethings... wrong!"

"Cordy! Somebody! Help!"

Cordy felt like her body was being pulled by some invisible force. As hard as she tired to fight it, the force was just too powerful. Doyle grabbed her, holding in for dear life.

"Somebody's trying to rip her away! Please, help!"

Hands from people she didn't know grabbed on to her. But their efforts were in vain. With despair, Cordelia found herself yanked out of heaven and back to earth. She screamed with terror as the unnatural force dragged her down, down, down.

Everything went dark.

A

"Was it successful?"

Where am I?

"Yes, the spell was a success. Though I would have to give credit to that witch from Sunnydell. If she had never yanked that Slayer from heaven, I wouldn't have had gotten the chance or the guts to copy her spell," said a sheezy female voice.

"Oh, I'm sure you would have come up with something. Other wise I woudl have killed you," said a deep smooth male voice.

"Um, of course sir. I'm here to serve and carry out the Senior Partners wishes."

Senior Partners? Ok, now I'm confused.

"I'll be sure to put in a good word for you. But first, how do I know that she isn't going to be back in her coma?"

"Oh, no worries there, sir. We've set her brain back the way it was when she first recieved the visions," came the wheezy voice.

"Will somebody please turn on the llights? Thank you," the wheezy voice said impatiently.

Visions? What the hell?!

"Now that is something I wanted to hear. Though I do have another question. Did she transer the visions successfully to the CEO?

"She did. But we were able to reestablish the visions back to her with the spell we performed soon after she died."

"Excellant! How soon can we start hacking into the link," said the deep male voice.

Hacking?! There will be no hacking of any kind concerning this girl! Ok, don't panic. Just think... There has to be some way of avoiding whatever they are going to do to me!

"Well, first we want to do a physical examination of the subject. After all, the last time the subject came down from on high, she was dazed and seemingly had lost her memory, along with the former power that had enhabited her body."

Former power? What are these people on?! Why can't I move?! What's wrong with me?!

"Yes, I know her prophile. I know every thing about her past and her fellow champions... Wait... I think the patient is finally awake," said the male voice.

Cordelia slowly opened her eyes, blinking as the light over head blinded her. After ajusting to its brightness, the young woman began to take in her surroundings. She was lying on a cold tile floor. Candles surrounded her, along with a powdery substance.

Cordy didn't know what scared her more, the fact that she was lying on the gorund in a hospital gown or that an scaly old hag with a tall mucled man in a armany suit was sitting on oppisite sides of her. She concluded that she woke up in crazy town.

"Hello, how are we doing," the handsome man asked. His smile reminded her of a sharks that she once watched on a nature show.

"Uh, good... I think. Where the hell am I?!"

"You are in place where nobody will hear your screams," the man in the suit replied optimistically.

"What?!"

"Now, now. Don't upset her. I don't need a upset human while I examin her. If you please, Mr.Hamiltan, leave the room."

The man named Hamiltan sighed as he stood up. He turned around and looked at himself in the large so called mirror. The kind that peopel are standing on the other side. He began to straighten his red power tie.

"Fine. But I expect a full report when you're done. I want to know every single detail, Darcy."

"Of course sir. You will have the medical report on your desk in the morning."

The man turned around and smiled, sending shivers down Cordelia's back. He walked across to the large metal door. Before he left, he turned around and gazed at the young woman.

"Your off ramp has been closed. We'll be needing your services for years to come. Now, if you two ladies will excuse me, I have to get my things in order so I can replace Eve as the CEO's new liaison to the Senior Partners. Have a nice night."

Cordelia felt something click in her mind. The words off ramp had triggered a broken memory. Something about a different path. Somehow, it felt important.

But now, that didn't matter. For she was in some secret place that she knew or felt she didn't belong in. These people were evil, and whatever they had done to her wasn't right. She didn't want to help them at all.

Questions flooded her mind. Where was she? Why was she there? How did she get there? And most of all, one question burned in her mind brighter and hotter than all the rest.

Who am I?

A/N: And there you have it. My new Angel fic! I'll be working on this fic along with my other Angel fic. So, if there is any comments you have on this fic, they are greatly appreciated!