Slowly Spike wheeled himself carefully to where Mana now rested, despite not being quite familiar with a wheelchair as he used to be, he managed to not bang into everything as he entered the room and parked beside the bed, carefully pulling himself out of the chair and up beside her. He watched her quietly, daring only the lightest touch as he brushed back a lock of black curls from her face. She was magnificent awake but asleep she was perfection in and of itself.
At this her lashes fluttered lightly before her eyes opened, a faint smile on her lips as she reached up and lightly touched his cheek. "Mornin..."
Spike gasped softly, the sight of those eyes always took his breath away. Leaning down he lightly brushed his lips over her own. "How're you feeling love?"
"Drained, but like a load has been at least temporarily lifted from my shoulders." She smiled softly up at him and drew him down to rest his head on her breast. "You're the one I should be worried about. She really took a round outta you." She lightly ran her finger nails over his scalp.
He sighed softly, shivering lightly as her nails gently grazed over his tender scalp, "I'm fine love you don't have to worry about me."
Mana let out a soft giggle as her nails trailed down the back of his neck and then his back as she pulled him closer gently.
Elsewhere Selene had finally found her way to he who she sought, carefully settling herself into his lap, still reeking of the coppery scent, "You're mad at me."
Angel gently wrapped his arms around her and sighed softly. "I'm not mad... confused maybe, but not mad."
Softly Selene smiled some, snuggling closer into his warm embrace, "I didn't do this to hurt you Angel. She's the one...the one I told you about."
He offered a small smiled and hugged her tight, "It's okay I understand."
She smiled again hugging him back tightly, "I don't love you any less. You're still my Guardian Angel, my prince of darkness...the father of my...," she froze suddenly, her gold eyes misting red.
He tilted his head slightly and glanced up at her. "What?"
"I'm sorry..." she whispered shaking her head.
He frowned again. "Sorry for what?"
"Between fighting Spike and burying myself and the lady...." she trailed gasping some as he pressed her head down on his shoulder, red tears pouring down her cheeks, "I swear I didn't know. I wouldn't have gone into the ground if I knew!"
"Shh love, it's alright don't cry," he said softly as he held her tight, fighting back his own tears and silently mourning the loss of their child.