I Don't Need You: Happenings.
DL led them all back outside to the cars quickly. She needed to tell Higgy what had happened before taking her to retrieve her charge from L.A. Red had already run ahead and she was hoping that Higgy would already be waiting for her.
Red couldn't believe it. Spike was alive. Well, not alive...but not dead either. Well okay he was dead but he wasn't dust. He was still in existence she reasoned with herself. He's still on this earth and we have to find him. Never kill a defenceless creature, that was what Higgy had always told her. And any vampire in Sinco was defiantly at the top of that list.
She ran to the car and pulled the door open fast. "Higgy!" she squeaked when she saw what a state the other girl was in. "Higgs?" she got in the seat next to the Carer and put an arm around the still sobbing girl. "Higgy? Stop crying. I've got good news. You have to listen. Spike's..."
"What? What news could possibly cheer me up? I've got to get a new charge and I didn't even get to say goodbye to my old one. It's just not fair!" she cried into her friend's arms. "Why does this always happen to me? Why Red? What have I ever done?"
"Higgy! Spike's not dust!" there was a pause as Higgy looked up.
"Red." She managed through gritted teeth. "Don't play games with me. I don't care if you're human or my friend. I will hurt you if you piss around with my head."
Red shrunk back a bit before remembering what she was saying. "Higgs! Would I lie to you? He's not dead! He's not dead! He's not dead! I swear! It's Angel. He took him. He...he came and found him somehow...I don't know how. But Spike's safe. In L.A. with Angel!" she was now shaking Higgy by the shoulders and looked as if she was going to burst with happiness.
Higgy just stared at the potential. Her face was blank of emotion before she suddenly stood up screaming with joy and hit her head on the car roof. She quickly evacuated the car and began yelling to the sky. "He's in L.A.!!! He's not dust!!! I don't have to get a new charge!!!" she was so caught up in her screaming she didn't notice the others come back to the car all giving her a weird look. Except for DL.
"Happy?" she grinned when Higgy just hugged her with a huge smile on her face. "I'll take that as a yes then shall I?"
"Oh my God. Oh my God. I have to call Angel. I have to see if he's okay. I have to...to sit down before I pass out with joy." She sat on the hood of the car and took a few deep breaths.
"So we're going to L.A.?" Red asked from the front of the car. "Because if we are then I need to go get my straighteners." From the looks the Scooby gang gave her she shrugged. "What? You think I'm going all that way with frizzy hair? Not likely."
"Alright. Here's the plan." Higgy said from the bonnet of the car she was still on. "We're going to go home. Get essentials packed and in DL's car. You guys get that done while I call Angel. Then we're going to L.A."
DL grinned again and pulled Higgy off the car. "I'm driving?"
"DL! You're the only one with a god damn car."
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Wesley had never seen Angel like this before. His hair was standing up straight from the amount of times he had run his hand through it and he was breathing. Angel barely ever breathed. Darla had beaten it into Angelus' skull (literally) that breathing was a human weakness and since then, the vampire rarely breathed. But now he was. Deep breaths, that did nothing to vent the obvious stress running through him.
"He's not feeding." The vampire muttered while pacing the floor by his bed. "He's not feeding Wes. Why's he not feeding?" Spike was still unconscious on Angel's bed and didn't look any better then when Angel had first put him there. The older vampire had pierced a blood bag and held it to his lips several times in hope that his childe would drink. However, each time he did, Spike would whimper and pull away unconsciously, completely avoiding the blood.
Wesley sighed from the chair he was sitting in before replying. "I don't know Angel. Maybe he's not hungry?" he shrunk back into his chair when Angel glowered at him.
"Look at him." He gestured to the extremely thin Spike with bandages covering his body. "Tell me he doesn't need to feed. By the looks of things, he hasn't fed for days. And even then, not very well." He sat on the edge of the bed and clenched his hands together while looking at them, as if they would hold the answers. "I don't know what to do. I've tried everything. I've washed and bandaged him. I've tried waking him, but he seems too under fed to wake up. And I can't feed him. Wesley? What do I do?"
Wesley watched the vampire go to pieces in front of his eyes. He was truly lost. He had never seen Angel like this. He never thought Angel could ever care so much about someone. Of course he cared for Cordelia and himself but this was different. This was Spike, a master vampire who had killed hundreds of innocent people. This was family. "What would Angelus do?" he whispered, not actually meaning to ask the question out loud.
"Angelus?" Angel looked at the man before standing up abruptly. "That's it!" he took a bag of blood and ripped into it. Draining it in a matter of seconds. "I have to do what Angelus would." He sat fully on the bed next to Spike and undid his shirt with one hand while supporting Spike's head with the other.
Wesley watched in amazement that Angel would do such a thing. The vampire used a nail to scratch his chest and make it bleed. Using a finger, he drew it across the line of crimson and caught a few drops of blood on it. Still holding Spike's head, he brought the finger across his Childe's lips and left some red on them. Wesley watched as Spike's tongue licked at the blood unconsciously. Angel smiled and rested the tip of his finger on Spike's lips. When Spike licked at that too he gently pushed it into his childe's mouth as he began sucking at the blood.
Wesley swore Angel murmured something like "Good boy." When Spike did this and pulled out his finger. Spike had whimpered again and begun following the finger in hope of more blood. Angel drew him closer and reopened the cut on his chest. Supporting Spike's head he put his lips to his chest and waited to see if he reacted. Wesley was shocked when Spike began licking at the wound before latching on and suckling fully. Wesley wasn't sure if Angel was aware, but he had begun rocking back and forth with Spike in his arms as if he was a baby. Wanting to leave the vampire's in their memories, he left silently and made his way back upstairs to make notes on what he had just seen.
Just then, Spike's eyes fluttered open.
Wow. Didn't expect to write that much in the Angel section. But I got so carried away in the Spike/Angel cuteness. Don't worry, this is NOT going to be Spangel but there will be more cuteness, as I can't seem to stop writing it at the moment. Sorry. Oh this chapter is dedicated to Culf who has been craving Spike for a while. Thank you reviewers keep on reviewing please.
DL led them all back outside to the cars quickly. She needed to tell Higgy what had happened before taking her to retrieve her charge from L.A. Red had already run ahead and she was hoping that Higgy would already be waiting for her.
Red couldn't believe it. Spike was alive. Well, not alive...but not dead either. Well okay he was dead but he wasn't dust. He was still in existence she reasoned with herself. He's still on this earth and we have to find him. Never kill a defenceless creature, that was what Higgy had always told her. And any vampire in Sinco was defiantly at the top of that list.
She ran to the car and pulled the door open fast. "Higgy!" she squeaked when she saw what a state the other girl was in. "Higgs?" she got in the seat next to the Carer and put an arm around the still sobbing girl. "Higgy? Stop crying. I've got good news. You have to listen. Spike's..."
"What? What news could possibly cheer me up? I've got to get a new charge and I didn't even get to say goodbye to my old one. It's just not fair!" she cried into her friend's arms. "Why does this always happen to me? Why Red? What have I ever done?"
"Higgy! Spike's not dust!" there was a pause as Higgy looked up.
"Red." She managed through gritted teeth. "Don't play games with me. I don't care if you're human or my friend. I will hurt you if you piss around with my head."
Red shrunk back a bit before remembering what she was saying. "Higgs! Would I lie to you? He's not dead! He's not dead! He's not dead! I swear! It's Angel. He took him. He...he came and found him somehow...I don't know how. But Spike's safe. In L.A. with Angel!" she was now shaking Higgy by the shoulders and looked as if she was going to burst with happiness.
Higgy just stared at the potential. Her face was blank of emotion before she suddenly stood up screaming with joy and hit her head on the car roof. She quickly evacuated the car and began yelling to the sky. "He's in L.A.!!! He's not dust!!! I don't have to get a new charge!!!" she was so caught up in her screaming she didn't notice the others come back to the car all giving her a weird look. Except for DL.
"Happy?" she grinned when Higgy just hugged her with a huge smile on her face. "I'll take that as a yes then shall I?"
"Oh my God. Oh my God. I have to call Angel. I have to see if he's okay. I have to...to sit down before I pass out with joy." She sat on the hood of the car and took a few deep breaths.
"So we're going to L.A.?" Red asked from the front of the car. "Because if we are then I need to go get my straighteners." From the looks the Scooby gang gave her she shrugged. "What? You think I'm going all that way with frizzy hair? Not likely."
"Alright. Here's the plan." Higgy said from the bonnet of the car she was still on. "We're going to go home. Get essentials packed and in DL's car. You guys get that done while I call Angel. Then we're going to L.A."
DL grinned again and pulled Higgy off the car. "I'm driving?"
"DL! You're the only one with a god damn car."
* * * * *
Wesley had never seen Angel like this before. His hair was standing up straight from the amount of times he had run his hand through it and he was breathing. Angel barely ever breathed. Darla had beaten it into Angelus' skull (literally) that breathing was a human weakness and since then, the vampire rarely breathed. But now he was. Deep breaths, that did nothing to vent the obvious stress running through him.
"He's not feeding." The vampire muttered while pacing the floor by his bed. "He's not feeding Wes. Why's he not feeding?" Spike was still unconscious on Angel's bed and didn't look any better then when Angel had first put him there. The older vampire had pierced a blood bag and held it to his lips several times in hope that his childe would drink. However, each time he did, Spike would whimper and pull away unconsciously, completely avoiding the blood.
Wesley sighed from the chair he was sitting in before replying. "I don't know Angel. Maybe he's not hungry?" he shrunk back into his chair when Angel glowered at him.
"Look at him." He gestured to the extremely thin Spike with bandages covering his body. "Tell me he doesn't need to feed. By the looks of things, he hasn't fed for days. And even then, not very well." He sat on the edge of the bed and clenched his hands together while looking at them, as if they would hold the answers. "I don't know what to do. I've tried everything. I've washed and bandaged him. I've tried waking him, but he seems too under fed to wake up. And I can't feed him. Wesley? What do I do?"
Wesley watched the vampire go to pieces in front of his eyes. He was truly lost. He had never seen Angel like this. He never thought Angel could ever care so much about someone. Of course he cared for Cordelia and himself but this was different. This was Spike, a master vampire who had killed hundreds of innocent people. This was family. "What would Angelus do?" he whispered, not actually meaning to ask the question out loud.
"Angelus?" Angel looked at the man before standing up abruptly. "That's it!" he took a bag of blood and ripped into it. Draining it in a matter of seconds. "I have to do what Angelus would." He sat fully on the bed next to Spike and undid his shirt with one hand while supporting Spike's head with the other.
Wesley watched in amazement that Angel would do such a thing. The vampire used a nail to scratch his chest and make it bleed. Using a finger, he drew it across the line of crimson and caught a few drops of blood on it. Still holding Spike's head, he brought the finger across his Childe's lips and left some red on them. Wesley watched as Spike's tongue licked at the blood unconsciously. Angel smiled and rested the tip of his finger on Spike's lips. When Spike licked at that too he gently pushed it into his childe's mouth as he began sucking at the blood.
Wesley swore Angel murmured something like "Good boy." When Spike did this and pulled out his finger. Spike had whimpered again and begun following the finger in hope of more blood. Angel drew him closer and reopened the cut on his chest. Supporting Spike's head he put his lips to his chest and waited to see if he reacted. Wesley was shocked when Spike began licking at the wound before latching on and suckling fully. Wesley wasn't sure if Angel was aware, but he had begun rocking back and forth with Spike in his arms as if he was a baby. Wanting to leave the vampire's in their memories, he left silently and made his way back upstairs to make notes on what he had just seen.
Just then, Spike's eyes fluttered open.
Wow. Didn't expect to write that much in the Angel section. But I got so carried away in the Spike/Angel cuteness. Don't worry, this is NOT going to be Spangel but there will be more cuteness, as I can't seem to stop writing it at the moment. Sorry. Oh this chapter is dedicated to Culf who has been craving Spike for a while. Thank you reviewers keep on reviewing please.