Chapter 7
Serena blinked, then closed her eyes and tried to move. Her body objected and she groaned. The past events of the last 12 hours flooded her mind. She re-opened her eyes.
This isn't my room. Wait, this is Angel's room. What am I doing in here? She thought, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Suddenly, she remembered. The kiss. Her heartbeat quickened at the thought. She rolled over and found Angel sprawled next to her. She laughed quietly as she watched him sleep. She painfully got out of bed, limped to the other side, and pulled the blankets over Angel. She kissed him softly then went downstairs on the hunt for food. She found Wesley and Cordelia working.
"Wow, what are you doing up?" Cordelia demanded. She ran to help Serena down the last remaining stairs.
"Thanks." Serena smiled graciously.
Cordelia gave her a once over. "Well, you look better than last night, but still pretty beat up." She commented. Serena yawned.
Serena, for the first time since she woke, noticed it was dark outside. "Yeah, it's one of the perks for being the Slayer. I heal quickly." She sat and rubbed her head. "On the downside, every demon that doesn't have a soul chases after you and they capture you and torture you until you pass out." She quipped.
Wesley sat next to her. "Do you mind if I take a look at your wounds?" Wesley asked.
"No, go ahead. Just at the nasty ones in decent places." Serena pointed out.
"Oh, right." Wesley said, engrossing in her arm wound. Serena shifted uncomfortably. He poked and prodded for a half-hour before Angel stumbled downstairs.
"Angel! So glad you're here. Call your sniffing bloodhound off me!" She exclaimed, standing up quickly.
"What's going on?" Angel said curiously.
"She said I could check out her wounds." Wesley defended himself.
"Yes, I said check out, not perform a clinical study on each of my body parts!" Serena retorted, standing beside Angel for protection. Wesley went back to work organizing his desk.
Angel took a good look at Serena. She had healed quite a bit while sleeping, but was still in bad shape.
"You look better." He told her softly. He scratched his head and asked even softer, "Did we, uh, kiss last night?"
Serena turned a bright pink. She just nodded.
"Good, because I thought it was a dream." Angel said thankfully, smiling. "How are you feeling?"
"Better than earlier. I'm still really sore, but I'm healing quickly." She replied. "I'm tired. And hungry." She admitted.
"Well, go upstairs, to my room, and I'll bring you something." He ordered sweetly. She gave him a dirty look, but did as he asked.
He grabbed a fresh doughnut and a glass of milk and followed her upstairs. He found her in bed, in the pitch black, staring through the window at the full moon. He turned on the light and sat next to her.
"Here." He handed her the doughnut and set the glass of milk down on the night table. "Thanks." She began to eat her doughnut quietly.
After a few minutes of silence, Serena clasped Angel's hand. "I never got to thank you for saving my life yesterday. You were my Knight in Shining Armor, as well as my doctor."
"You would have done the same for me. I'd like to think so anyway." He replied, shrugging.
"So what do we do about the vamps now?" she asked.
"Well, I guess we should wait until you're healed, then we'll go together and kick their ass." He replied.
"Sounds good." Serena said, settling back into the pillows.
"Sleep now. We'll talk later." He told her. He went to stand, but she grabbed his wrist.
"Don't go. Just keep me company for a while." She begged.
He hesitated, then nodded. He turned off the lights, and laid next to her, his arms around her, protecting her from her nightmares. She felt safe in his arms and soon fell asleep.
A week later.
"You look a lot better." Wesley commented, checking Serena's wounds. "You heal very quickly."
"Yup, it's the whole Slayer thing as you know." She said rolling up her sleeve and standing up. The bright smile she had on her face soured, turning to a small frown. "Has anyone heard anything about my vamps?"
"No, not yet, but I'm sure we'll hear something soon." Cordelia reassured. "Either that or I'll get a mind-splitting vision about them." She commented, her face grimacing at the thought of a vision.
"Gunn is checking if anyone heard anything." Angel said, joining the conversation. He sipped his warm pig's blood and read the newspaper.
"I'm bored." Serena complained, sighing loudly. She walked behind Angel and leaned against his back heavily, and buried her head into the back of his muscular shoulder.
Gunn walked in with a smile on his face. Serena looked up. "Uh oh, he's smiling. There's only two reasons why he would be smiling. Either he just got laid or he got to beat up one of his informants for the info." She grinned. "Am I right?"
"I got to beat someone's ass." Angel started to object. "Don't worry, I didn't hurt him.seriously."
"So what did you find out?" Serena asked impatiently.
"I was just gonna get to that." Gunn gave her an evil look. "Promise not to run out of here and get yourself tortured?"
Serena glared at Gunn, and spat, "Just tell us."
"Okay, in an abandoned slaughterhouse, Pinnaca and 25th. Your boys are sucking blood down there." Gunn said, giving in.
"You ready?" Serena asked Angel.
"Are you ready?" Angel asked, eyeing her.
"Let's go dust some vampires." She told him.
"Good luck." Wesley called after them.
"We'll be in touch on the cell phone." Angel told him.
"Come back in one piece, please." Cordelia told them.
"We will." Serena promised.
They hopped into the car and drove into the night.
Serena blinked, then closed her eyes and tried to move. Her body objected and she groaned. The past events of the last 12 hours flooded her mind. She re-opened her eyes.
This isn't my room. Wait, this is Angel's room. What am I doing in here? She thought, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Suddenly, she remembered. The kiss. Her heartbeat quickened at the thought. She rolled over and found Angel sprawled next to her. She laughed quietly as she watched him sleep. She painfully got out of bed, limped to the other side, and pulled the blankets over Angel. She kissed him softly then went downstairs on the hunt for food. She found Wesley and Cordelia working.
"Wow, what are you doing up?" Cordelia demanded. She ran to help Serena down the last remaining stairs.
"Thanks." Serena smiled graciously.
Cordelia gave her a once over. "Well, you look better than last night, but still pretty beat up." She commented. Serena yawned.
Serena, for the first time since she woke, noticed it was dark outside. "Yeah, it's one of the perks for being the Slayer. I heal quickly." She sat and rubbed her head. "On the downside, every demon that doesn't have a soul chases after you and they capture you and torture you until you pass out." She quipped.
Wesley sat next to her. "Do you mind if I take a look at your wounds?" Wesley asked.
"No, go ahead. Just at the nasty ones in decent places." Serena pointed out.
"Oh, right." Wesley said, engrossing in her arm wound. Serena shifted uncomfortably. He poked and prodded for a half-hour before Angel stumbled downstairs.
"Angel! So glad you're here. Call your sniffing bloodhound off me!" She exclaimed, standing up quickly.
"What's going on?" Angel said curiously.
"She said I could check out her wounds." Wesley defended himself.
"Yes, I said check out, not perform a clinical study on each of my body parts!" Serena retorted, standing beside Angel for protection. Wesley went back to work organizing his desk.
Angel took a good look at Serena. She had healed quite a bit while sleeping, but was still in bad shape.
"You look better." He told her softly. He scratched his head and asked even softer, "Did we, uh, kiss last night?"
Serena turned a bright pink. She just nodded.
"Good, because I thought it was a dream." Angel said thankfully, smiling. "How are you feeling?"
"Better than earlier. I'm still really sore, but I'm healing quickly." She replied. "I'm tired. And hungry." She admitted.
"Well, go upstairs, to my room, and I'll bring you something." He ordered sweetly. She gave him a dirty look, but did as he asked.
He grabbed a fresh doughnut and a glass of milk and followed her upstairs. He found her in bed, in the pitch black, staring through the window at the full moon. He turned on the light and sat next to her.
"Here." He handed her the doughnut and set the glass of milk down on the night table. "Thanks." She began to eat her doughnut quietly.
After a few minutes of silence, Serena clasped Angel's hand. "I never got to thank you for saving my life yesterday. You were my Knight in Shining Armor, as well as my doctor."
"You would have done the same for me. I'd like to think so anyway." He replied, shrugging.
"So what do we do about the vamps now?" she asked.
"Well, I guess we should wait until you're healed, then we'll go together and kick their ass." He replied.
"Sounds good." Serena said, settling back into the pillows.
"Sleep now. We'll talk later." He told her. He went to stand, but she grabbed his wrist.
"Don't go. Just keep me company for a while." She begged.
He hesitated, then nodded. He turned off the lights, and laid next to her, his arms around her, protecting her from her nightmares. She felt safe in his arms and soon fell asleep.
A week later.
"You look a lot better." Wesley commented, checking Serena's wounds. "You heal very quickly."
"Yup, it's the whole Slayer thing as you know." She said rolling up her sleeve and standing up. The bright smile she had on her face soured, turning to a small frown. "Has anyone heard anything about my vamps?"
"No, not yet, but I'm sure we'll hear something soon." Cordelia reassured. "Either that or I'll get a mind-splitting vision about them." She commented, her face grimacing at the thought of a vision.
"Gunn is checking if anyone heard anything." Angel said, joining the conversation. He sipped his warm pig's blood and read the newspaper.
"I'm bored." Serena complained, sighing loudly. She walked behind Angel and leaned against his back heavily, and buried her head into the back of his muscular shoulder.
Gunn walked in with a smile on his face. Serena looked up. "Uh oh, he's smiling. There's only two reasons why he would be smiling. Either he just got laid or he got to beat up one of his informants for the info." She grinned. "Am I right?"
"I got to beat someone's ass." Angel started to object. "Don't worry, I didn't hurt him.seriously."
"So what did you find out?" Serena asked impatiently.
"I was just gonna get to that." Gunn gave her an evil look. "Promise not to run out of here and get yourself tortured?"
Serena glared at Gunn, and spat, "Just tell us."
"Okay, in an abandoned slaughterhouse, Pinnaca and 25th. Your boys are sucking blood down there." Gunn said, giving in.
"You ready?" Serena asked Angel.
"Are you ready?" Angel asked, eyeing her.
"Let's go dust some vampires." She told him.
"Good luck." Wesley called after them.
"We'll be in touch on the cell phone." Angel told him.
"Come back in one piece, please." Cordelia told them.
"We will." Serena promised.
They hopped into the car and drove into the night.