Drunken Tears 6?
i> God. Whatever power is out there please just let the boy wake up. I'll take them both away from this hell. I promise. Just let him make it. /i >Angel said his prayer silently before disentangling himself from Spike's arms. "Hush m'boy. I'll be right back."
Leaning over ever so slightly, Angel kissed Spike gently before rising. His thick fingers brushed through his hair as Angel took a second glance back at the two on the bed. He could feel the others eyes burning holes into him so he turned back toward them. Angel stepped over to the corner of the room and spoke in harsh quiet words to Willow, Giles, and Buffy.
"Why wasn't I called sooner? God. He almost died."
"Like we care." Buffy spat out, uncaring and cold. She could not believe Angel was acting this way and likewise, Angel could not understand the blonde's distance.
"He saved Xander's life and you didn't think to do the same in return?" Angel felt his precious control slowly slipping away from him like sand between his fingers. Angel might have acted rashly had it not been for Willow's quiet but sincere words.
"I'm sorry Angel. Buffy stopped us from helping but I couldn't wait anymore. I should have done something sooner. God, I'm sorry." Willow cried out. She couldn't even look into his eyes. Angel hated seeing Willow feel so weak and guilty. She was not the one to be blamed for any of this. He knew that and she needed to also.
"It's ok Willow. You called in time. But know this, the moment Xander's released from this prison, I'm taking them both away to heal. You failed, all of you, at protecting the boy. And Spike is my childe, you threaten to kill him again Buffy," Angel turned to her, "And I'll kill you."