Elsewhere Torra wandered the hall, inhaling not and then as she caught the girl's scent, following it down to the doors of the infirmary where Selene was in the middle of another convulsion. Pushing past another dimwitted security guard her eyes fell on the dark haired girl in the wheelchair then rose to the girl on the table with a heavy frown, "Why'd ye not tell me it was dire lassie?" she moved forward and hugged the startled girl before making the sign of the cross over the twitching body. "What's happened to the puir thing then?"
Knox glanced over hearing the commotion, "Mana, you know she's not supposed to be getting visitors, Angel's orders."
Mana growled, a deep menacing noise as she made to lunge at the man, "She wouldn't need visitors if you'd do your damned job!" She stopped short as the woman touched her shoulder and lightly shook her head. "Torra, she needs blood. Good blood, not the two dollar whore stuff they've got her on!"
"Is that all?" Torra smiled. "From the body or from the family?" She arched a brow down at the girl.
The teen smiled back, taking hold of her daughter's hand, "The body. You aren't injured I doubt you'd get a drop from the stones."
With a nod the redhead lifted her wrist to her mouth and neatly severed the vein with her teeth, pressing it to the girl's mouth and letting it run down into it, she wasn't sure if the girl had it in her to swallow, and indeed Selene merely laid there, her throat wound making it impossible for her to swallow. Noticing this, Torra took her other hand and gently stroked the girl's throat as one would a cat or a dog when trying to medicate it, "Come noo lass, I promise ye it's good." Selene's only reply was a fain whimper of pain, and her vitals beginning to show signs of distress. "She canna swallow," the older woman deduced before she tried placing the still bleeding wrist to the hole in the girl's throat, letting it trickle down slowly. Finding that the wound on her wrist wasn't big enough, she drew her blade for the second time that night and gashed the wrist wide, flooding the girl's throat with 600 year old blood. She made only the slightest gasp as she did it but the ruby at her throat seemed to become liquid in the middle, a pearl of crimson slipping from it, trickling between her breasts.
Suddenly Knox shoved the stranger away from Selene, moving to up her medications and deepen her coma. Once it proved this would do no good, he began CPR, "Someone get Angel down here!"
All this seemed to do was anger Mana further, causing her to growl deeply, "You fucking idiot!" She hissed, rising from her chair, "You can't perform CPR on a fucking vampire! Now move!" With that she laced her fingers in his hair and ripped his head backwards with brutal force, fighting the urge to sink her teeth into his jugular.
Upstairs Harmony's sorrowful voice came back over the intercom, "Uh Boss, you're wanted downstairs, in the infirmary."
Instantly both Angel and Spike bolted off without bothering to drink the offered blood.
Back in the infirmary Knox was still struggling, screaming for someone to help while the others tried to remind Mana to calm down for the babies' sake.
Torra meanwhile ignored the others and moved back to the comatose girl, the blood seeping from the ruby at her neck seeming to absorb into her skin as she bled more blood into the girl's throat, letting it move down into her stomach.
Quickly the trio burst through the double doors, Spike yelling at his wife, "Mana sit!"
She hissed menacingly at anyone who dared move towards them, including Spike. Her daughter was getting treated and it was happening her way, "I'm not your dog William!" She threw the man in her grasp away from her with a sudden viciousness that caused him to stumble and fall into a cabinet head first.
~A-Ang, scared,~ Selene's mind projected out, the voice like a small child's, ~B-burry me in the cemetery i-in New Orleans. P-promise me a-and get Ser b-baptized.~
"Come now lassie," Torra leaned down, the ruby at her throat swinging down some, dripping bright bloody drops onto the girl's lips as her murmured soft prayers in her ear, stroking her head as she did.
Carefully Spike crept towards the females as Mana's eyes locked on his, her knees shaking at the strain of holding herself upright but still she stood, not moving from her post at her daughter's side. "Come on baby, you'll be okay you'll see." she whispered as Spike gently trying to move her back into her chair.
Angel meanwhile stood just off to the side, watching with horrorstruck eyes, seeming unable to do anything but let silent tears slip down his cheeks.
~I know it's far b-but it's where I wanna be. Please p-promise me feather ball,~ Selene pleaded mentally.
"Mam," Rain moved passed the men and frowned softly, "This one may not be savable."
~Promise me you whining Irish bastard!~ the dieing female mentally snarled.
"Nay lass, she's resisting I can feel it," Torra sighed. "Stubborn aye?" she glanced at Mana who in turned nodded.
Smirking some, Spike moved closer to Selene, "Come on you stubborn ass little stray! Better wake up or I'm gonna set your useless whining pussy boy on fire and roast marshmallows on him!"
"What did I tell ye about speaking that way in front o me daughter? Ye limey pup!" Torra snapped at the blond.
"Really don't give a bloody fuck, her mouth's just as bad and if it gets my little sister up," he growled angrily at her.
Annoyed the older woman snapped her fingers suddenly, forcing his mouth shut, "I warned ye did I not?"
~God damn it, promise me Liam!~ Selene snarled furiously.
~No, you can't leave us! Please let them help,~ Angel pleaded.
~Promise me you'll put me in consecrated grounds! Do it or I'll set everyone in this building on fire!~ the gold eyed woman mentally yelled at her lover.
~Then burn us if you must,~ he said dejectedly.
A single blood tear trickled down her pale cheek, ~Y-you don't even love me enough to burry me proper!~
~No, I love you to much to admit I might lose you!~ Angel countered.
~C-can we try for another baby? Serenity needs a brother or sister,~ she stated weakly.
~Anything Lover,~ he promised her. ~Just don't go.~
Outside, Trinity stared at Spike with a longing look, her vivid blue eyes transfixed on him, as she teased herself softly.
~Momma, stop being a stubborn brat and go eat or else,~ Selene mentally growled some.
With her free hand Mana reached out and clasped her husband's tightly, so much so that her nails bit into the skin. She was shaking, she hadn't slept since she got the news and worse still she hadn't eaten nor had William been fed in hours. She couldn't leave her girl's side, nor could she bare to sit in the chair again, instead allowing herself to fall against Spike's chest, her face buried in his shirt.
~That's not eating damn it!~ the injured woman hissed.
Slowly Rain turned from her spot beside her mother, noticing the woman in the door, her icy gaze moving between the woman and Spike then back again. Upon noticing Trinity's acts a vivid blush stained the girl's cheeks, surely the woman must know it was a sin to defile one's self in such a way.
~Don't make me get pedophilic on your taunt little ass! Go eat now! Stop ignoring me!~ Selene screamed at her mother furiously.
"I think she's passed out actually," Rain whispered.
Torra turned to her daughter and frowned, "What?"
As it turned out the only thing that kept Mana from falling was Spike's arm around her limp body. She'd passed out from sheer exhaustion. Gently Spike carried her to a bed, biting his wrist and feeding her gently. She latched on to his wrist weakly, more or less letting the hot crimson fluid trickle down her throat on it's own for a minute, "The baby," she whimpered.
"Shh love, the baby's fine," Spike stroked her cheek.
"No," Mana murmured weakly. "The baby, he needs to feed," her lip quivered as she clung to his arm. Suddenly understanding Spike nodded, sending someone to give the boy his bottle, and ordering a body be brought for Mana.
At the sight, Rain turned back and lightly touched Selene's arm, "Shh save your strength lass, she's out cold."
Mentally the fallen former rock star sighed, ~Ang, can we have sex now? I'm horny.~
His cheeks flushed bright red, ~Er once you're well lover.~
~But I want it now,~ Selene whined.
~But you aren't well,~ Angel smiled a little.
~Am too,~ she suddenly made a very weak audible whine, ~I want shower sex! I miss feeling the hot water pouring over our bodies as we stand there your hand traveling between my legs, stroking my core till my legs are like jelly and I'm under your utter control, feeling your massive erection pressing against my tiny frame showing me your my real master!~
At this his blush deepened, ~We will I swear, once your well.~
