So when Whistler and King finally show that they care for each other something goes terribly wrong and tears them apart. Read and Review! PLZ!
Whistler made the final rounds house kick to the last standing vampire as he turned to ash. King stood breathing heavily after wiping out nine of them on his own. Whistler stared at him from the other side if the alley way and smiled and sighed with relief knowing that he was okay.
"Whistler?" he said as he fell to the ground. "Shit" she thought to herself as she made her way over to his side. She started looking him over and saw the deep gash in his chest as if one of the vamps racked a stake across it. "King?" she said tapping the side of his face to try and get a signal out of him but there was nothing. She had brought a medical kit that had bandages in it and some things to help clean out the wound. She sat and doctored it, she would stop every time he would flinch if something she did would inflict pain upon him. When he woke up he was in that damn hospital bed from when drake had got the best of him. He started feeling and checking himself and he felt the bandages and thought, "Whistler, you've saved my life again." He looked up just in time to see her, his partner, his life saver walk into the room with a tray.
"Good morning, how are you feeling?" she said with a bit of concern. "Fantastic." He said with a wince of pain. She sighed and ran her fingers through her wet hair she had just gotten out of the shower and smelled of Lilac that made King go weak at the knees every time. He always felt that way about Whistler, every time she would do something, her laugh, her smile just gave him a happiness he had never felt before. She started sorting things out on a tray, she had come in to have breakfast with him. "Wow you are quite the little sneak, I told you how much I hate for you to wait on me!" He smiled and snarled at the food. She gave him a look of hurt but she couldn't do it she started laughing. He was the only one that could ever make her laugh like that. She couldn't help it. She handed him his food and smiled. "Ah, it smells great, it seems you are also quite the little cook!" He looked down and the bacon had been burnt to a crisp and the eggs were like rubber. He laughed a little bit under his breath and picked some up on his fork and put it in his mouth. "Mmmm…its good." She looked up at him and busted out laughing.
"No its not his taste like shit and I will admit it!" she said in and out of chuckles, and with that he let the eggs slip out of his mouth onto his plate and took a big swig out of his milk. He slashed in in between his teeth just to joke around. He said "How does McDonalds sound?" he laughed. "I'm actually not hat hungry. Are you?" she asked. " No, not really." he said shoving some of the eggs to the side. She socked him in the arm softly and took the tray out of the room to the kitchen. He stood up and felt a sharp pain run through his chest. She walked in as he doubled over and she caught him. "King, what are you thinking? Your not ready to try and walk yet!" he looked at her and smiled, "Boy not too much confidence in me eh?" He stood up and walked out of the room and she shook he head in an irritated way. He walked in and Hedges was sitting at the bar sipping on some orange juice reading this weeks Cosmo. He looked up at a confused Hannibal. "What in the name Hedges! I worry about you man I truly do!" Abby walked in behind him and grabbed him by the shoulder and was about to say something and saw what Hedges was doing. "What the hell are you reading?" She let out a laugh and turned her attention towards King. "Your are over confident you know that? You could hurt yourself really bad and I don't want that I need you out there with me." He looked at her and took a sip out of Hedges orange juice and didn't evern acknowledge that she had said anything. She sighed and gave him a look of disappointment headed back towards her quarters.
"Abby?" he said quietly knowing that he had messed up. He put the cup down and headed towards her quarter.