I have the sweetest of sights
"Conner," Angel said, "The doctor and I need to talk to you." Conner looked up. He was confused.
"Ok. I guess." Conner said nervously, he looked at Wesley for support, 'What the hell is going on?' Conner thought. Angel and Dr. Johnson came in with Gunn and Fred in toe.
"Conner, due the fact that you have been cutting yourself repeatedly and that almost died last night, your father and I have decided to keep you here in the Psych ward for a few days, maybe a week." Johnson said professionally.
It's turned me sidewaysConner, to put it lightly flipped out. "WHAT THE FUCK!" Conner yelled, "ANGEL! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME HERE! WESLEY, HELP ME! DON'T LET THEM LEAVE ME!" Conner cried.
I had some fire in my eyes once you got me going"I don't want you to stay here, but it is the best thing to do." Wesley said trying to soothe Conner, "Will we still be able to visit him, Doctor?"
"Angel will, only because he is his father." The doctor said, "We should finish this conversation outside." Wesley followed the doctor into the hallway.
"Please explain why I can't visit him." Wesley stated, as he looked Dr. Johnson square in the eyes.
"For all we know, his home life could be the cause of this behavior and we don't want to upset him. He may have another episode if visitors overwhelm him. So if only his parents visit him, it will be better." The doctor explained. Wesley was furious.
"Are you saying that we are the cause for Conner's depression? That his broody father is the one thing that has always been there for him?" Wesley yelled.
"Sir, please lower your voice. This is a hospital. You're causing a scene."
"I'll give you a scene!" Wesley said as he knocked over a table. With that said he walked back into Conner's room.
"What was that about?" Gunn asked. Wesley didn't respond. "Wes? You in there?" Gunn asked again.
"OUT. NOW" Wesley said. He was pissed. Fred and Gunn left without thinking.
"Wesley calm down." Angel said.
"Five minutes." Wesley said. Conner was confused again.
"Fine." Angel walked out. Wesley walked over to Conner.
"I'm so sorry, Conner. This is horrible. I want you home and back at the hotel." Wesley began to cry again.
"Stop the fucking crying." Conner said sharply and yet with a hint of laughter, "Look, I don't want to be here either but soon I'll be home with you. Don't worry. I'm gonna get better." Wesley looked up and Conner with his tear filled eyes, "I'm not dying Wes."
Wesley reached for the chair behind him and pulled it up to the bedside. Conner reached for Wesley's hand. "It's going to be ok. I'm not dying." Conner said again his eyes locked with Wesley's. Conner leaned into kissed him. When their lips met it was an amazing feeling. Another wave of emotion swept over both of them. Wesley's hands began stroking Conner's arms. His hands fell upon skin that felt different from Conner's young flesh.
I had the flattest of sides, that's all I'm showingWesley pulled away and looked down. There were cuts in a weird pattern. He looked at them for a moment. And there on Conner's arm was "Wesley" written by cuts. Conner looked away.
I took those walls off"Conner. Look at me. When did you do this?" Wesley asked. His voice was shaking. Conner didn't look, "Please Conner, Tell me."
"Three weeks ago." Conner replied. He didn't even look at Wesley.
"Why?" Wesley was concerned even more now.
"I didn't think you would ever love me."
I am from left to the right, ripped, round, and roaring
"I've loved you ever since I saw you." Wesley assured him. Wesley kissed Conner again; this one was filled with reassurance. Conner moved his scar-covered arms around Wesley's neck. He did the best he could to deepen the kiss without ripping the tubes out of the machines. Conner slid his tongue into Wesley's warm mouth. They abruptly stopped when they hear a cough.
From safe and sound to proud and loudThey both looked to the door. Angel was standing there. He wished he hadn't seen what he saw. "I was just checking on you guys." Angel said, "I'm going to go back in the hall now." And he did.
Rest easy tonight cuz I'm starting to write it downBefore Wesley could process what had happened he was kissing Conner again. Wesley let his fingers wander around Conner's neck and get tangled in his hair. Conner moaned into Wesley's mouth. Conner began to cry. Tears fell onto Wesley's face. Wesley pulled away and looked at the blue-eyed child.
Somehow saying the things that your ears won't believe"What's wrong?" Wesley asked. He starred into Conner's beautiful eyes.
"I've never felt this before." Conner said. "I've never been so happy, I don't want you to go."
"Neither, have I." Wesley said as he wiped away tears from Conner's face, "Now stop the fucking crying, I'm not dying." Conner laughed and quickly kissed him.
"Wesley? Can I talk to you?" Angel asked from the hallway. Wesley walked out the door.
"Yeah?" Wesley asked.
"I just noticed how happy the two of you look together…and well……..if you hurt him, I WILL kill you." Angel threatened."Is that all?" Wesley asked. He wanted to go back to Conner who was enjoying the company of Fred and Gunn.
"No."
"We're are going to leave soon because of the whole sunlight thing." Angel said. Wesley looked at the clock across the hall. It was 6. The sun would be up in less than 45 minutes.
"Ok." Wesley sighed. He didn't want to leave though. He wanted to stay here all day and hold Conner's hand.
Rest easy tonight cuz I'm starting to write it down
Wesley and Angel walked back into the room. The other three were laughing about something or other. Wesley put his arms around Conner and kissed his forehead.
"We're leaving now, because your father has that whole sun issue. We can't be here with out him." Wesley said to Conner. All the joy in Conner's face was gone in a second.
Somehow saying the things that your ears won't believe
"I don't want you guys to go." Conner said. Wesley felt something in him break.
"I don't want to either." Wesley said to him, "Angel will be back this evening. Won't you Angel?"
"Yeah, of course." Angel said.
They all said their goodbyes and left.
"He looked so sad. I feel horrible." Fred said. Everyone agreed.
Conner was lying in his hospital bed thinking about Wesley. He missed him so much.
Back at the Hotel, Wesley cried himself to sleep. He still smelled of Conner's blood.
'I'm need him' He thought.