Working Title: Comfort of Snow
Author: ebonbird (ebonbird@hotmail.com)
Fandom: Angel
Summary: Holiday Season at the Hyperion

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Cellular phone held to her ear, Cordelia squawked, "Hello!" 
and walked towards the center of the Hyperion's lobby.  
Turning in place, bending her body clockwise and 
question-marked, she shoved an index finger into her ear 
and bent her body backward and finally heard, "..Crsple..
scrttch...crsple.. -delia?

"Cordelia Chase speaking."

".delia?!"

"Yes! Hold on - " she trotted up the stairs, opened the 
door and stepped over the threshold into the courtyard.  
"Who's speaking, please?"

"Cordelia?" said the voice of a mature woman, more 
Beverly Hills than Sunnydale, "It's me!"

"Me who?" Recognition hit and Cordelia cried out in 
disbelief, "Mom?!"

"You didn't recognize my voice." Mrs. Chase said 
levelly. 

Cordelia whirled on her heel. "Pfft. Can't see how 
you can be surprised considering how often you 
call," she began with heat then a crafty look 
settled on her features and her eye began to twitch.  
An unholy gleam entered her eyes and her face split 
with the wide, triumphant, stunning smile of yore - 
total Queen C.  "And how much I _miss_ you!

"Are you in town?" The fingers of Cordelia's right 
hand rubbed against her palm, she wrinkled her nose 
and still smiling, bit her lower lip.