Title: The First Seconded

Author: Falcon-Rider falcon_rider@hotmail.com

Rating: PG-13 for Angst and ect. And CD

Disclaimer: I own nothing 'cept the plot and Nich. Anyway, Kris and Echo are mine as well.. but they aren't in this chappy… as for previous chap Faiths friends belong to me as well!

Authors note:  Thanks Claudia79ad and Tai for reviewing my fic Promises, I'm glad you enjoyed it! Its just a small suggestion to the other readers of this fic to read my short fic trilogy Alone?, Family, and Promise… you get some insight into why I play one of the characters the way I do…plus you learn a lot about certain events… not gonna tell you, you'll have to go read them for yourself!

As for where this is going: Just Ask and I'll check ur site out…and for those ppl who I've said I would email them the parts w/o my author notes so they can post them… their coming soon!

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Part Twenty-Seven

Blood

42 days

It tasted familiar, vaguely. Then familiar again, only a different type of familiar.

Family. Food. Prey. Hunted.

Thoughts and mixed emotions swirled through his mind as it began to sharpen and gain focus the dark dank fog began to dissipate as he fed. The warm, sliding liquid slipping through his mouth, rolling over his tongue and down into his gut. It was feeding him, giving him the power he missed.

The healing had already begun, at a near alarming rate. Muscles, bones, tissue began to repair itself and strengthen once more. It pounded through his veins helping his body to become a resemblance, a shadow of the living.

Blood, strong blood.  Familiar blood.

His mind began to clear and he began to regain consciousness. His soul conquered and beat back the demon once more as clear thoughts began to fully register.

Slayer blood.

He jumped and twisted and tried to fight the hand that held his face to the warm body of a slayer… or rather the wrist of a slayer.

"Bloody Hell Angel!" A familiar British voice hissed in pain.

Spike.

Angel's eyes shot open and he stared up into the face of his childe. His childe who was warm. Whose arm he was drinking from.

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"What's going on?" Wesley demanded as he skid down the last few steps after having docked the boat.

Gunn looked up at the shocked man and shook his head, "William said something about feeding Angel human blood then slit his wrist… he's too strong, they both are, I can't pry them apart."

Spike swore inwardly as he felt his blood begin to thin and his heart beat slowly, he was severely weakened. Gazing down at his sire through hazy eyes he pulled his arm away. In the process several long gashes appeared across his wrist and Angels head fell back against the hard table.

The other men in the room managed to gab Spikes arms before he toppled backwards to the floor.

"Bloody hell," Wesley murmured as he helped Gunn walk a dazed Spike to a chair. Spike fell heavily into it his eyes drifting shut. "Justine!"

"What?" The Vampire huntress asked quietly stunned from watching the scene.

"Get over here and keep William awake while we get Angel to Gunns truck," Wesley glanced between Justine and Spike. "Hurt him and I'll follow through with his threat."

Justine shrugged and rolled her eyes, "Yah whatever. Just don't take forever."

*

"Don't you guys have anything good to eat in here?" Nich asked as she rummaged through the downstairs refrigerator.

Fred turned around from her desk where she was researching via the Internet, "I'm not sure…"

"There's some rice crispy treats in the cupboard nearest the fridge," Connor answered from across the room as he examined Gunns Gameboy. "Is Tetras a fun game? Or would 'Maria bros' be better?"

"Depends," Nich answered as she opened the bag of marshmellowy crispies and dumped it onto the counter. "Do you like mind games or killing things?"

Connor frowned, "Killing things?"

"You'll like Mario Bros better." Nich answered as she tore open one of the shiny blue packages, "God I love these things."

*

Snuggling closer into her lovers warm embrace Willow sighed deeply and opened her dark green eyes. She was nervous, but who could blame her? In only a few hours she'd be on a plane back to a place where had decimated and friends she had tried to kill. So Insomnia was extremely justified.

The redhead closed her eyes and tried to will away all her thoughts and focus on nothing. Nothing except cool, sweet slumber. A slumber which she could wake from bright and refreshed and… who was she kidding? Her Insomnia was here to stay and her thoughts were going to spin around millions of times once again, and keep her up once again.

She was worried too. Worried about what was going to happen in the day when she showed up in the airport. How was she supposed to act? To say? 'Hey guys, how you been? Anything interesting happened since I tried to kill you all?' No, she couldn't say that, but she couldn't say half the things she wanted to either.

Willow just wasn't the Willow that had left Sunnydale. She also wasn't the one that had destroyed it, or the ideal once Xander seemed to have kept in his mind. God, how was she going to face Xander and his quick to judge, only those who he deemed judge worthy?

A small tear slid down her face as she realized this was going to be the last night in a long time that she would be held in this loving embrace. She was going to be saying with Xander while Tara 'hid' out and kept her liveliness a secret. What was she going to do with out her love? Without her rock?

*

The hotel lobby doors slammed open and Gunn along with Wesley came trudging in with Angel dragging his feet behind them as they supported him. Fred was across the room in a split second to help them.

Nich jumped over the counter in one swift motion, "Where's William?"

"I'm here," Spike muttered as Justine helped him stumble into the room. Nich hurried over lending another shoulder for him to lean against.

"You look like hell," She murmured. Her shoulder began to feel damp and warm where his lower arm was wrapped around her shoulder. "Oh shit, we better get you bandaged up as well. So wanna tell me what happened?"

"You're friend here nearly got him self drained by Angelus," Justine answered for him.

"Well we all new you were stupid Will, but really, did you have to get your self drained by a near dustinged vamp instead of a more lively one?" Nich shook her head as the three stumbled toward the bathroom.

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"I am so bored," Cordelia sighed as she made herself busy be watching various stupid people perform extremely stupid acts in various dimensions. "Even this has gotten old after the last million decades or so."

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Lilah swore inwardly as she was lectured by her boss on both sleeping with the enemy and losing the only person who knew Angels whereabouts. She found herself smiling after a few minutes of it however.

"I'm afraid sir that this lecture has gotten quite old, in fact so have you." She stood slowly glancing at her 'boss'.

"What do you think you're-"

"You see sir, I've been talking to people, such as Mr. Bennigton about the way you run things around here, and he agrees with me that you just aren't the right man for the job anymore."

"What? You went over my head?!'

Lilah smiled as she nodded, "Of course that won't be so…" She pushed a small button in her pocket. "Hard anymore." As she finished her sentence his head rolled across grand oak table. "'Cause I'm in charge now."

The room had gone deathly silent as everyone stared at the beheaded man.

"Any questions?" Lilah glanced around at the frozen men and women. "Alright then, this meeting is over."



~If you don't believe in all of your dreams then your fears will never go away~

(Off a random quote list on in the forum at www.ghostoftherobot.com)

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Author Note: Thanks for the reviews and I'm happy you all like it so much, also my web page was updated and if anyone wants to send me any fics to add onto it I will… I've got around 27 stories that I really enjoyed/loved reading and a few really long ones that I'm still formatting to go up… www.geocities.com/starsightvioces sorry its been so long… I have been memorizing a monologue for winter play try outs…  learning a dance routine for the recital, practicing the viola and guitar, homework, school, church and ect…add writers block that and well… oh in my writers block I've been reading through the earlier parts of the fic and decided to edit them cause well things may be spelled right but that doesn't mean the right word was used… so those new edited parts will be put in place randomly. ^_^

To be continued in: ***Dang it! I seriously haven't named it yet!***

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