A/N: Thanks for the reviews. And also, I guess this is like a hibernation
sorta thing. It's another death I set up for vampires. Also, if you
didn't get it from the first two chapters, this story is going to be
Angel/Spike. I guess I should have put up a warning, but I don't like
calling it Slash. Now here is the next chapter, it is Angel's POV now. So
enjoy.
Chapter 3
Angel's POV
I said I came to Sunnydale to check up on Buffy and her friends, but I really came to make sure my beautiful William was okay. I met Buffy in a graveyard and she gave me a grateful hug. I was going to leave after I saw William, but I didn't want to seem too needy and go straight to his crypt. So I've been staying at a motel so I could head over to the Magic Box easily. I've been looking for William for the last week. But he hasn't shown himself, so I'm taking things into my own hands. I'm heading towards his crypt right now.
I need to talk to him anyway and ask him why he told everyone that Drusilla was his Sire. They were surprised when I laughed in their faces, Dru couldn't even take care of herself. But when Buffy told me that's what William said, I instantly stopped laughing. Why would he lie about that?
This makes me angry, I can't believe him. I'll get an explanation when I get there, I'll make sure. But it breaks my heart to think he is embarrassed to be my Childe. I wish he could be mine again. I miss him, and it pains me to be alone when I could have him in my arms. But that can never happen again, he has moved on. I left him and I don't expect him to forgive me.
I cautiously enter the quiet crypt. It's dark and gloomy. Is this where my Childe lives? I can't believe it, this place is horrible. He should be living somewhere nicer. Everything is old and dusty. And where is all his blood?
As I walked in further I notice a trap door. Hopefully it's better down there then up here. I slowly walked down the steep ladder and turned around. And when I thought I couldn't feel any worse. This place is just as disgusting. I don't care what William says he is coming back to LA with me. I can't believe I let him live in this horrible crypt. I'm so disappointed in myself. I've been a horrible Sire. How am I ever going to get him to forgive me? I'll think of that later, right now I need to find my William.
I can sense him more towards the back. As I walked I spot a bed and William is laying on it. I move towards him and realize something. He is in a hibernation! I look closely, and there aren't any bruises so he hasn't lost blood that way. Which means he hasn't fed. Then I start to panic. I run to his side to check if it's too late, to make sure he hasn't fallen too much into the darkness. I thank the PTB that he hasn't. I'll feed him now, then I'm taking him straight to LA. He isn't staying here another second. Not if I have any say in it.
Since I didn't see any blood upstairs I'll feed him mine. Sire blood is stronger anyway. So I climb in next to him and cradle his head on my lap. I vamp out and rip into my wrist. I can see him react slightly to the scent of blood since he has been deprived for so long. I place my wrist near his mouth and he sucks at the blood hungrily.
I should have come sooner, I could have stopped this. My stubbornness kept me away, and now William is paying for it. But I'll deal with my guilt later. Right now I have to make sure that my beautiful William is alright.
I'm never leaving him again.
~~~~~~~~~~
TBC
A/N: Please review, it makes me write faster. Please.
Chapter 3
Angel's POV
I said I came to Sunnydale to check up on Buffy and her friends, but I really came to make sure my beautiful William was okay. I met Buffy in a graveyard and she gave me a grateful hug. I was going to leave after I saw William, but I didn't want to seem too needy and go straight to his crypt. So I've been staying at a motel so I could head over to the Magic Box easily. I've been looking for William for the last week. But he hasn't shown himself, so I'm taking things into my own hands. I'm heading towards his crypt right now.
I need to talk to him anyway and ask him why he told everyone that Drusilla was his Sire. They were surprised when I laughed in their faces, Dru couldn't even take care of herself. But when Buffy told me that's what William said, I instantly stopped laughing. Why would he lie about that?
This makes me angry, I can't believe him. I'll get an explanation when I get there, I'll make sure. But it breaks my heart to think he is embarrassed to be my Childe. I wish he could be mine again. I miss him, and it pains me to be alone when I could have him in my arms. But that can never happen again, he has moved on. I left him and I don't expect him to forgive me.
I cautiously enter the quiet crypt. It's dark and gloomy. Is this where my Childe lives? I can't believe it, this place is horrible. He should be living somewhere nicer. Everything is old and dusty. And where is all his blood?
As I walked in further I notice a trap door. Hopefully it's better down there then up here. I slowly walked down the steep ladder and turned around. And when I thought I couldn't feel any worse. This place is just as disgusting. I don't care what William says he is coming back to LA with me. I can't believe I let him live in this horrible crypt. I'm so disappointed in myself. I've been a horrible Sire. How am I ever going to get him to forgive me? I'll think of that later, right now I need to find my William.
I can sense him more towards the back. As I walked I spot a bed and William is laying on it. I move towards him and realize something. He is in a hibernation! I look closely, and there aren't any bruises so he hasn't lost blood that way. Which means he hasn't fed. Then I start to panic. I run to his side to check if it's too late, to make sure he hasn't fallen too much into the darkness. I thank the PTB that he hasn't. I'll feed him now, then I'm taking him straight to LA. He isn't staying here another second. Not if I have any say in it.
Since I didn't see any blood upstairs I'll feed him mine. Sire blood is stronger anyway. So I climb in next to him and cradle his head on my lap. I vamp out and rip into my wrist. I can see him react slightly to the scent of blood since he has been deprived for so long. I place my wrist near his mouth and he sucks at the blood hungrily.
I should have come sooner, I could have stopped this. My stubbornness kept me away, and now William is paying for it. But I'll deal with my guilt later. Right now I have to make sure that my beautiful William is alright.
I'm never leaving him again.
~~~~~~~~~~
TBC
A/N: Please review, it makes me write faster. Please.