Abel had just taken William to the emergency room. His night gown had blood stains on it, and he was tired. 'First that dream, then William comes in and collapse on my floor, what next?', thought Abel as he walked to his room. He paused at the door and rested his forehead on the wooden door deep in thought.
'That dream was tiring to tell me something, but what? All I know is that the man has green eyes. Deep, strong, wonderful green eyes.', He thought as he lifted his forehead off the door and turned the door knob. He heard a clink and stepped in. Only to step into the puddle of blood that the professor had left on his floor.
"Can today get any better!?", said Abel sarcastically as he hopped over to his bed, "This is one of those days I wish I could just sleep in."
Reaching over to his bed stand, did he pull out a rag from on of the many draws and wipe it off his foot. To it still had a red color it was off. Tossing the rag onto the top of the nears object, that happened to be his bed, he got up. He walked to his bathroom and retrieved a towel, and placed it on top the pulled. "I'll clean the stain later. I'm going back to bed.", Abel said turning to the plush blankest and pillow he had left this morning in disarray. Crawling under the covers, and laying his head on the pillow, did he slowly close his eyes and drift to sleep.
Abel woke up to some whispers in his ear. He turned his head to meet the green eyes again, but the man made him turn his head back to were it was. Arms wrapped around his thin wastes, and pushed him ageist a raft buff chest. A small blush came across Abel's face as the hands traced his body. The hands kept moving lower and lower from were they were till they reached his pants line. Not even asking for approval did the man unzip and slid the pants off Abel. Small kisses came to Abel's neck and he could not help but let a moan escape his mouth. "This will sting a little, but it will go away.", came the mans voice. This time sweet and soft. Abel gave a small nod and smiled.
Once more Abel was torn from his dream. A hand had shook him awake from his rather graphic dream. He opened his eyes to see a doctor from the emergency room. "You know you don't look any better then your friend. You running a fever?", he asked placing a hand on Abel's red forehead, "Anyway your friend seem to have taken in some very toxic chemicals. It's going to take little over three weeks to get them out and a week or some to get him on his feet again."
Abel nodded and let out a sigh, "I think I should go see him, thanks for the report on him.", he said pulling the covers from his body.
"There's more.", came the doctors voice as Abel got out of bed. Abel turned with a look of fear on his face.
"During the operation, when you brought him in, he said something like...let me check my notes.", said the doctor looking over his notes, "I...love...A-...then he was cut off. We had to start on him, one more minute and he would have been dead."
"Can I at lest see him?", asked Abel with his mouth open a little, "I need to he's my best friend."
"When you get dressed you can. I'll be out side waiting for you.", he said turning and opening the door and leaving. Abel turned to his dresser and pulled out a pair of black pants and blue t-shirt. He slid on the pants and took of the nightgown. Tossing it to the floor, he paused at the shirt.
'Why did that dream go further, and why did I enjoy it?', He thought finally slipping it on and pulling his hair back, 'Whatever I need to go see William.'
