Part 3 – the Mansion
Cordelia quickly drove back across town to the old part of town where the Mansion was located. She looked down at the clock on the dash board – 7pm. The night was young, but she had feeling she would be spending it all with a comatose vampire. She pulled up in front of the main door to the Mansion, and was impressed by its size, but saddened by it's abandoned look. She unbuckled her seatbelt and took her keys out of the ignition getting out of the car, she felt the blood bag, warm against her body, she needed to get it into him soon was her one thought. She shoved her keys into her jeans pocket and then went around to the passenger door and opened in and leaned over the vampire and unbuckled his belt.
He took a deep intake of breath and smelled the girl, warm, cinnamon, vanilla, good. A whole stream of primal thoughts. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl.
"Cor-del-ia" he whispered hoarsely...his third word of the evening.
"Angel!" Cordelia said, excited he recognized her, "can you stand, I need to get you inside" god she hoped he could stand, he was way to big for her to man handle.
He nodded, his body hurt, and the hunger was so strong, but he could tell he was home, and safe. Very safe with Cordelia.
She took his hand and guided him out of the car. Moving her arm around his waist and moving him toward the door. When they got there she saw that it was slightly ajar and was grateful as she did not have a key, and doubted he had one in his current state.
Walking into the dark mansion, Cordelia's eyes tried to adjust, she reached her hand over to the wall and was happy to find a switch. Then even more happy when the overhead light went on when she flicked it. She maneuvered Angel over to the couch. He made it there and then just sat. Happy to not be moving, not so happy about the bright light, but the girl was still there so that was good.
"Angel, we are going to do a couple of things okay...first I am going to feed you, then you are showering and then I will bandage your wounds." Cordy said nervously...why was she nervous.
She lifted up her t-shirt and revealed the blood packet; she rubbed it between her hands and made sure it was warm. Well hopefully warm enough. She saw the knife on side table and walked over and poked a whole in it.
Angel's head perked up at the sent of warm blood hungry.
Cordy moved over to his side and held the bag to his lips, the small opening near his mouth. "Drink...you are weak" As she squeezed some of the blood onto his lips. He opened his mouth and started to suck on the bag...moving his hands so they were on top of hers holding the bag and quickly sucked down the contents. He felt the warmth of her body and the sweet blood filling his hungry body. He never thought the hunger would go away, but this was helping.
He leaned back and closed his eyes...letting go of the bag and her hands. She was amazed at how quickly he drank down that bag. Then she thought about it and realized he was probably starving. Which meant that she probably still looked like a t-bone steak. Time to go heat up some more blood for him. Then the shower then the bandaging...in that order.
"Angel, I am going to be right back and get you some more to eat, stay where you are" Cordelia using her I'm in charge voice told him. He simply nodded. His head spinning from the taste of human blood, feeling his body start to heal.
Cordelia ran out to the car and pulled out the cooler, carrying it back to the house, making her way toward what she thought would be a kitchen. She was happy to find a relatively modern kitchen in the rundown mansion. She opened the fridge, noticed it was empty and unloaded the blood onto the top shelf She pulled out two packages then turned around and looked. Seeing a microwave she sighed. She opened a cupboard and pulled out a large mug, and then sliced open one bag of blood and pored it into the mug. She should be grossed out, but for some reason the only thought in her head was that this would heal the vampire, and keep her off the menu. She opened the other bag and poured it as well into the mug. She put it in the microwave and set the timer. Lets try 40 seconds. Ding
She pulled out the mug...it was warm, but not too bad. Good enough she thought...walking back to the vampire on the couch. She sat down next to him and then holding the mug to his lips waited for him to start drinking again. He cupped the mug and drank deeply. Feeling warmed by the blood....human blood was so good. He drained the cup and then licked his lips. A small smile crossed his face, he felt like now that the hunger had died down again he could think,
"Thank you," he said to the girl sitting next to him. He moved his hand so it rested against hers and squeezed gently.
It was an honest thank you, one that kind of made Cordy feel warm inside. Not many people said thank you to her and really meant it.
"Now Mister, you smell bad, time for a shower" Cordelia used her in-charge voice again and knew that he needed sleep, but he was ripe, even for a dead guy. She stood and pulled him up and moved toward the stairs. Unsure of where his bedroom and bathrooms were but figured she would find it.
He followed her like a dumb puppy. More coherent thoughts were starting to work in his head, now that he had fed. Yes he did stink, and his body was sore, had she said something about bandaging his body for him. Taken care of, he was being taken care of. The vampire liked it, it was rare to feel cared for by a human.
She found her way to his room and the bath. She walked into the shower and started the water running, hot but not too hot. She checked to make sure there was soap and towels and then turned around and looked at the vampire. "Can you manage?" she asked, part of her really wanted him to say no so she could see him naked. Huh...where that did thought come from...naked Angel...ew...that was a single w ew...oh no.
He simply nodded and began to unbutton his trousers. She quickly moved out of the bathroom past him, not sure that she could handle being that close to him without clothes. She moved into the bedroom and looked around. The bed was a mess, the sheets all rumpled and not made for probably months. She went to the dresser and began looking for sheets to change the bed. She felt like a maid, then shook her head...oh well.
She found a set of dark blue silky sheets and pulled them out of the dresser. Quickly stripping the bed she re-made it with the soft sheets and was fluffing the pillow when she heard the water shut off. She looked to the night side table and made sure her first aid kit was there. He was covered with nasty scratches. Not to mention the bruise he was sporting from hitting her car. She was extremely grateful that there was no damage to her little sports car, she must have just clipped him.
He walked out of the bath with a dark green towel slung low on his hips, his hair and body wet and clean. Cordy looked up from the pillow she was holding and gulped. Loudly.
He walked slowly and stiffly over to the bed by her and sat down. He was too tired to do much else. He let out a sigh.
Cordelia reacted to that sound and snapped out of her mode of ogling his body, his hot hard wet fine body and looked at the gash on his forehead.
"Lets clean some of these up so they can heal" Cordy said and began acting as a nurse cleaning the wounds, putting on triple antibiotic and then a bandage. He didn't have the heart to tell her that by morning they would be healed with our without the lotion or the bandages. But his brain was so tired the words wouldn't come out. As she finished he let out a yawn....
"Thank you" He said he placed his hand on her cheek. She still smelled good to him, but less like food and more like a friend. "Cordelia"
"You remember who I am?" She asked, happy to have him start to seem a little more coherent.
"a blur...body hurts" He said, his hand moving to play with a lock of her hair. He took a deep breath so he could gather her scent.
Cordelia pulled back the bedding, "get in, you have been through a lot" He move under the blanket and felt the soft silk sheets. They felt good and smelled like the girl.
She stood next to the bed and started to move away. Angel grabbed her hand.
"Stay" he looked at her with puppy dog eyes, "Afraid" he said, really meaning it, sure that he was going to wake up and be in hell, that this was just a dream.
"Okay Big Guy," She looked down at him, he looked so lost, like a little boy in a strong man's body. She moved to the other side of the bed and lifted the covers sliding in next to him. She wasn't touching his body, but move her hand to stroke his head and damp hair.
He moved quickly, quicker than she expected and rested his head on her chest and then moved almost into a fetal position curled into her body. He was drawn by her warmth, softness and scent.
She shuttered slightly, at the large strong, nearly naked man clinging to her, but then relaxed when she thought she heard him purr again. She stroked his head and tried to comfort him. Knowing he had suffered she relaxed and let the vampire stay close to her. She yawned...not being able to help herself, it had been a long day.
Not being able to keep her eyes open, she closed them and continued to rhythmically stroke the vampire's head...soothing his brain. And then her breathing slowed and she herself fell into much needed sleep.
Cordelia quickly drove back across town to the old part of town where the Mansion was located. She looked down at the clock on the dash board – 7pm. The night was young, but she had feeling she would be spending it all with a comatose vampire. She pulled up in front of the main door to the Mansion, and was impressed by its size, but saddened by it's abandoned look. She unbuckled her seatbelt and took her keys out of the ignition getting out of the car, she felt the blood bag, warm against her body, she needed to get it into him soon was her one thought. She shoved her keys into her jeans pocket and then went around to the passenger door and opened in and leaned over the vampire and unbuckled his belt.
He took a deep intake of breath and smelled the girl, warm, cinnamon, vanilla, good. A whole stream of primal thoughts. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl.
"Cor-del-ia" he whispered hoarsely...his third word of the evening.
"Angel!" Cordelia said, excited he recognized her, "can you stand, I need to get you inside" god she hoped he could stand, he was way to big for her to man handle.
He nodded, his body hurt, and the hunger was so strong, but he could tell he was home, and safe. Very safe with Cordelia.
She took his hand and guided him out of the car. Moving her arm around his waist and moving him toward the door. When they got there she saw that it was slightly ajar and was grateful as she did not have a key, and doubted he had one in his current state.
Walking into the dark mansion, Cordelia's eyes tried to adjust, she reached her hand over to the wall and was happy to find a switch. Then even more happy when the overhead light went on when she flicked it. She maneuvered Angel over to the couch. He made it there and then just sat. Happy to not be moving, not so happy about the bright light, but the girl was still there so that was good.
"Angel, we are going to do a couple of things okay...first I am going to feed you, then you are showering and then I will bandage your wounds." Cordy said nervously...why was she nervous.
She lifted up her t-shirt and revealed the blood packet; she rubbed it between her hands and made sure it was warm. Well hopefully warm enough. She saw the knife on side table and walked over and poked a whole in it.
Angel's head perked up at the sent of warm blood hungry.
Cordy moved over to his side and held the bag to his lips, the small opening near his mouth. "Drink...you are weak" As she squeezed some of the blood onto his lips. He opened his mouth and started to suck on the bag...moving his hands so they were on top of hers holding the bag and quickly sucked down the contents. He felt the warmth of her body and the sweet blood filling his hungry body. He never thought the hunger would go away, but this was helping.
He leaned back and closed his eyes...letting go of the bag and her hands. She was amazed at how quickly he drank down that bag. Then she thought about it and realized he was probably starving. Which meant that she probably still looked like a t-bone steak. Time to go heat up some more blood for him. Then the shower then the bandaging...in that order.
"Angel, I am going to be right back and get you some more to eat, stay where you are" Cordelia using her I'm in charge voice told him. He simply nodded. His head spinning from the taste of human blood, feeling his body start to heal.
Cordelia ran out to the car and pulled out the cooler, carrying it back to the house, making her way toward what she thought would be a kitchen. She was happy to find a relatively modern kitchen in the rundown mansion. She opened the fridge, noticed it was empty and unloaded the blood onto the top shelf She pulled out two packages then turned around and looked. Seeing a microwave she sighed. She opened a cupboard and pulled out a large mug, and then sliced open one bag of blood and pored it into the mug. She should be grossed out, but for some reason the only thought in her head was that this would heal the vampire, and keep her off the menu. She opened the other bag and poured it as well into the mug. She put it in the microwave and set the timer. Lets try 40 seconds. Ding
She pulled out the mug...it was warm, but not too bad. Good enough she thought...walking back to the vampire on the couch. She sat down next to him and then holding the mug to his lips waited for him to start drinking again. He cupped the mug and drank deeply. Feeling warmed by the blood....human blood was so good. He drained the cup and then licked his lips. A small smile crossed his face, he felt like now that the hunger had died down again he could think,
"Thank you," he said to the girl sitting next to him. He moved his hand so it rested against hers and squeezed gently.
It was an honest thank you, one that kind of made Cordy feel warm inside. Not many people said thank you to her and really meant it.
"Now Mister, you smell bad, time for a shower" Cordelia used her in-charge voice again and knew that he needed sleep, but he was ripe, even for a dead guy. She stood and pulled him up and moved toward the stairs. Unsure of where his bedroom and bathrooms were but figured she would find it.
He followed her like a dumb puppy. More coherent thoughts were starting to work in his head, now that he had fed. Yes he did stink, and his body was sore, had she said something about bandaging his body for him. Taken care of, he was being taken care of. The vampire liked it, it was rare to feel cared for by a human.
She found her way to his room and the bath. She walked into the shower and started the water running, hot but not too hot. She checked to make sure there was soap and towels and then turned around and looked at the vampire. "Can you manage?" she asked, part of her really wanted him to say no so she could see him naked. Huh...where that did thought come from...naked Angel...ew...that was a single w ew...oh no.
He simply nodded and began to unbutton his trousers. She quickly moved out of the bathroom past him, not sure that she could handle being that close to him without clothes. She moved into the bedroom and looked around. The bed was a mess, the sheets all rumpled and not made for probably months. She went to the dresser and began looking for sheets to change the bed. She felt like a maid, then shook her head...oh well.
She found a set of dark blue silky sheets and pulled them out of the dresser. Quickly stripping the bed she re-made it with the soft sheets and was fluffing the pillow when she heard the water shut off. She looked to the night side table and made sure her first aid kit was there. He was covered with nasty scratches. Not to mention the bruise he was sporting from hitting her car. She was extremely grateful that there was no damage to her little sports car, she must have just clipped him.
He walked out of the bath with a dark green towel slung low on his hips, his hair and body wet and clean. Cordy looked up from the pillow she was holding and gulped. Loudly.
He walked slowly and stiffly over to the bed by her and sat down. He was too tired to do much else. He let out a sigh.
Cordelia reacted to that sound and snapped out of her mode of ogling his body, his hot hard wet fine body and looked at the gash on his forehead.
"Lets clean some of these up so they can heal" Cordy said and began acting as a nurse cleaning the wounds, putting on triple antibiotic and then a bandage. He didn't have the heart to tell her that by morning they would be healed with our without the lotion or the bandages. But his brain was so tired the words wouldn't come out. As she finished he let out a yawn....
"Thank you" He said he placed his hand on her cheek. She still smelled good to him, but less like food and more like a friend. "Cordelia"
"You remember who I am?" She asked, happy to have him start to seem a little more coherent.
"a blur...body hurts" He said, his hand moving to play with a lock of her hair. He took a deep breath so he could gather her scent.
Cordelia pulled back the bedding, "get in, you have been through a lot" He move under the blanket and felt the soft silk sheets. They felt good and smelled like the girl.
She stood next to the bed and started to move away. Angel grabbed her hand.
"Stay" he looked at her with puppy dog eyes, "Afraid" he said, really meaning it, sure that he was going to wake up and be in hell, that this was just a dream.
"Okay Big Guy," She looked down at him, he looked so lost, like a little boy in a strong man's body. She moved to the other side of the bed and lifted the covers sliding in next to him. She wasn't touching his body, but move her hand to stroke his head and damp hair.
He moved quickly, quicker than she expected and rested his head on her chest and then moved almost into a fetal position curled into her body. He was drawn by her warmth, softness and scent.
She shuttered slightly, at the large strong, nearly naked man clinging to her, but then relaxed when she thought she heard him purr again. She stroked his head and tried to comfort him. Knowing he had suffered she relaxed and let the vampire stay close to her. She yawned...not being able to help herself, it had been a long day.
Not being able to keep her eyes open, she closed them and continued to rhythmically stroke the vampire's head...soothing his brain. And then her breathing slowed and she herself fell into much needed sleep.