Title: Written In The Stars, Part 6 – I Really Hate Hospitals
Author: Xanfan
Rating: R/NC-17 for future chapters
Pairing?
Summary: Response to challenge from Sparky. Xander and Spike become friends after Spike gets the chip, they are both hurt and Dru rescues them and brings them to Angel to heal.
Spoilers: BtVS up through season 4 and Ats 1st season. I may however take some liberties with the exact timeline, so, any season from either show is fair game.
Warnings: SLASH
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Original Challenge: Spike has been chipped and taken in by the Scoobies. Just as he and
Xander are beginning to become friends something their both hurt and it's up
to Angel to save and care for them. The twist is its Dru that saves them
and brings them to Daddy.
A/N: I may make take some liberties with timelines from both shows. And Anya was just a onetime thing.
Words in Italics indicate thoughts.
"Someone has been spending way to much time with Spike." Cordelia teased. "You're even beginning to talk like him."
Spike snickered, not just at Cordy's teasing nor Xander's usage of one his phrases, no; he was mostly snickering at the look on Angel's face.
"Sorry, I was just a little surprised to find out where I was, especially since, last I remember, Spike and I were in Sunnydale." Xander said sheepishly.
"So, when can I get out of here?" Xander asked.
They all stared at him in shock.
"Xander, honey, you just had major surgery, you were also beaten very badly. You're not going to be getting out of here for awhile." Cordelia explained.
Xander's lower lip started to quiver, "But I don't like hospitals, I mean, I really don't like hospitals."
Angel and Wesley noticed that Spike and Cordelia were not looking directly at the lip quiver of doom, but were instead, focusing on Xander's pillow or a point on his shoulder. They both quickly followed suit, not wanting to be hypnotized by the pathetic-ness that was Xander's quivering lip. They were both sure that it could be used to persuade them to get him out of the hospital early, or take over a small country, if given half the chance.
"Whelp, put the lip away. We are not going to let you risk further injury by getting out of the hospital, before it is safe to do so. You can pout all you want, it's not going to work." Spike said firmly. Cordy, Angel and Wesley all nodded in agreement, being careful to avoid "The Lip".
"Then why won't you look directly at me when you say that?" Xander asked petulantly.
"Because we're not stupid." Angel responded.
The other three nodded in agreement. Wesley's eyes accidentally slipped to look directly at Xander's face. He quickly jerked his gaze away, "I'll just go let someone know you are awake." He said, as he headed out of the room.
On the other side of the door he paused and took a deep breath. That was a close one; I'll have to be more careful in the future. Then, he straightened up and headed for the nurses' station.
Inside the room, the others were not fairing much better. But, they stood their ground, they were strong. Or at least, as strong as any three people, who were terrified of a nineteen year-olds boy's pout, could be.
Xander saw they were not breaking, so he changed tactics slightly, adding puppy dog eyes, "But, I can't ever sleep in hospitals. How am I supposed to get better if I can't even rest?"
"One of us will be with you all the time, even at night. We'll take turns, you won't be left alone. You'll be able to sleep if you're not left alone, right?" Cordy asked. She understood that most of Xander's dislike of being in the hospital was being left there alone all the times he had been hospitalized as a child. A rush of anger hit her, as she thought of his childhood and those monster's that called themselves his parents.
Angel and Spike were startled by the smell of rage the former cheerleader was giving off. They realized the anger was not directed at Xander and both made mental notes to ask her about it later.
"You won't leave me here by myself?" Xander asked, hopefully.
"Not for one moment." Spike promised.
"Well, I guess, that would be okay." Xander said.
The door to the room opened and the doctor, who had treated and operated on Xander, came in.
"I heard a rumor that you had awoken, young man. My name is Doctor Hackman." The doctor said kindly. He had read the young man's medical files that had been sent over from Sunnydale. He was glad that none of these people were the boy's parents, as he was fairly certain he wouldn't be able to stop himself from performing unauthorized lobotomies without anesthesia on the two worthless pieces of flesh.
"Yep, I'm awake. Awake, and ready to get out of here." Xander said brightly. Or as brightly as he could sound, while his voice sounded like a frog's.
"Xander." Spike growled a warning.
"Xander, I understand that you don't want to be here, but for the time being, you have to be. You promise to follow my instructions and allow me to do my job as your doctor; and I promise to get you out of here as quickly was possible. Deal?" Doctor Hackman said, not unkindly.
"Deal. I guess." Xander said sullenly, and then a thought occurred to him, "Did you say your name was Doctor Hackman?"
The doctor let out a big sigh. "Please young man, don't start. It's been done to death, really. Yes, my name is Doctor Hackman. No, I do not hack into people, I perform very delicate surgery. However, if you start to make fun of my name, I may reconsider. Now let me examine you and then you can rest."
Xander managed to keep his mouth shut while the doctor examined him. At one point he made eye contact with Spike and had to bite his lip to keep from making a comment.
"Everything looks fine, your incisions are looking good, but, please, let someone know if they start to fell warm or overly tender, okay? I'll see you on my rounds tomorrow."
When the door closed behind the good doctor, Spike, Xander and Cordelia all broke out into giggles. Xander's were weak giggles and he had to be sure not to move too much, but they were giggles, none the less. Even Angel and Wesley snickered.
"He is a surgeon…..and….h-h-h-his n-n-n-name is 'Doctor Hackman." Xander gasped out, between what was now, full blown laughter.
That sent Cordelia and Spike off again, into peals of laughter.
After several minutes they all calmed down, careful not to make direct eye contact, for fear of setting each other off again.
"So, who is taking first watch?" Cordelia asked.
"I will."
They all turned to gape at Angel, for his almost eager sounding offer.