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Angel cracked open the door a little and tried to see Cordelia and Wesley by the opposite wall. It was hard to see but he could guess they were hugging. He sighed and closed the door, feeling they might need a little privacy.

He felt horrible. Not that that wasn't how he normally felt. It hadn't even been a plan. It had been an overly exaggerated eagerness to help, on Cordelia's part. He should have refused, or Wesley should have stopped him. Either way, he should have kept his fist to himself.

"Angel..."

Angel's head shot up and he slammed into the room to see Wesley slumped over and Cordelia screeching in the corner. He rushed over to Wesley and grabbed his wrist, trying to take his pulse. It was faint, but there.

"Cordelia. What happened?" He asked quietly.

She shook her hands in front of her face, exaggeratedly trying to get air.

"It came in the window. I couldn't stop it! One minute we were hugging, and then it just jumped on us!"

Angel tilted Wesley's head a little and saw the fang marks in his neck. Blood was dribbling over his shirt collar already.

"Cordelia, calm down and tell what it was."

"A vampire! A sneaky, bite-y you!" She said loudly.

"We'll find out who it was later. We have to get him to a hospital." Angel pushed Wesley away from the wall and put his arm over his shoulder.

They started for the door with Cordelia following. When Angel's back was turned she smiled a little, blood stained her teeth.