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The Roof - Friday Night.

Logan pushed open the door and peered out. "It's safe," he said. "Not raining." He held the door open for Cordelia, then spread the blankets he'd grabbed from the sixth floor common room (where he'd stashed them earlier) out on a clear spot and sat down.

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Cordelia walked through the door and out onto the roof. She grinned when he brought out the blankets. She stood for a moment, turning around and checking out the view. "It's beautiful up here," she said softly. "Makes you kinda forget how crazy it is here."

She sat down next to him, smiling.

Logan wrapped another blanket around his shoulders and held it out for her to cuddle under. "It's too bad it's so foggy," he said. "Otherwise we could see the mainland from here." He pulled out a flask and offered it to her.

Cordy grabs the edge of the blanket and snuggles next to Logan, under it. She smiles and takes the flask from him, opening it. "Um...Logan? Do you often carry water in a flask?" she asked, after taking a swig.

"Oh, crap," Logan said. "Sorry, that's my emergency holy water stash. Here - Irish creme." He took back the flask and pulled another one from his jacket. He twisted off the cap and sniffed the contents, then handed it to her.

Cordy grinned as she took the other flask from him. "Well, I guess I passed the test," she said, taking a healthy swig. "Not a vampire."

Logan winced. "It wasn't actually a test, but that's good to know." He accepted the flask back and took a nice swig himself. "So weird," he said. "A year ago I would've laughed at the idea of vampires."

Cordy looked at Logan thoughtfully. "Sometimes I forget that there are people in the world who would never believe it," she said. "And I've met people sometimes who refuse to see it, even though there is so much evidence. In Sunnydale, everyone there just makes up excuses for all the weird shit. I didn't believe it until I saw it myself."

"Well, it's pretty bizarre stuff," Logan said. "But hey! You survived your first week of classes! Congratulations." He handed her the flask again.

Cordy grinned and took the flask, taking a drink. "Man, that was the weirdest week of school I've ever had," she said. Then she paused, thinking about it. "Okay, the weirdest classes that I've had in a week. Talking to a spider and seeing Ms. Calendar again and holy crap I'm taking a history course. So not Cordelia."

"But thank you," she said, handing the flask back to Logan. She shivered slightly and snuggled closer to him.

Logan blinked, and took the flask back. "You talked to a spider?" he asked. "Like, a literal spider?"

Cordy laughed, starting to feel the effects of the liquor. "Yep. It's name was...Aunt Nancy." At that, she started cackling. In a very dainty, ladylike way, of course.

Logan snickered, but it deepened into a smile as he met Cordelia's eyes. He put a hand on her cheek and leaned in for a kiss.

Cordelia managed to stop laughing when Logan's hand was on her cheek. She looked into his eyes, smiling, and went in for the kiss.

"I'm glad I met you," she said quietly.

"Worked out well for both of us," Logan smiled, and kissed her again.

"I'd say so," she said, wrapping an arm around his waist. She looked at him quizically for a moment. "When you first met me...what did you call me? Kennedy or something?"

Logan frowned, then remembered. "Oh, yeah, Kendall." He waved a hand dismissively. "You don't really look like her up close, though."

"Who is she?" Cordy asked. "I mean, if it's not like, totally private or whatever. Just curious. I got the same reaction from Veronica. Well, she looked at me reeeeally weird and I looked pretty good that day, so that's what I'm figuring."

Logan shrugged. "My friend's stepmom," he said, then, aware that this might not be considered a complementary comparison, added, "Young stepmom. Really young. Former Laker girl. But not as hot as you." He grinned at her.

Cordelia was starting to be offended, when Logan was obviously making the effort to recover. "I'll that slide this time," she said, grinning. "But that was a little creepy, I'll admit," she said, and leaned in to kiss him.

Logan kissed her back, thumb brushing lightly over her cheek. "Trust me, I'll never get you guys confused again."

"Good," Cordy said, smiling up at him. "Because if there's one thing I don't forgive, it's being called the wrong name."

"I'll keep that in mind," Logan grinned, and leaned in to kiss her again.

[And we fade to black here, and wake up in Cordy's room the next morning.]

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