The next night, Selene stumbled out of Angel's office apparently in perfect condition with the exception of small healing cuts. As she stumbled around the corner with slightly blurry eyes, she recognized the beautiful sight before her, smiling softly before scooping up the girl from Angel's arms before looking at him, "You need a new window amour."
The Irish male blinked several times, "Yes, I noticed that last night. Where have you been?"
"I don't really remember, woke up in the Earth, stumbled into a mafia HQ..." she frowned, "I think I mighta gluttoned myself."
"Feeling better now?" Angel asked gently.
"Much," Selene smiled, nuzzling his neck.
"That's good," he hugged her. "Don't do that again please?"
"Did I do something unpleasant?" Selene questioned softly.
"You shattered my window, disappeared all night and all day and left me with no real idea of how to take care of the baby." Angel sighed heavily.
At this she frowned, "Didn't you give her her bottles, or your wrist?"
"Once I found the bottles I did," Angel sighed.
Selene looked at him strangely before relaxing, "Come, you need rest."
"I need a lot of things right now," he sighed, following her.
Gently Selene lay Serenity in her bassinet before undressing Angel, pushing him to the bed and tucking him in. As he sighed and relaxed into the bed, Selene sang softly until she was sure he was fast asleep before taking Serenity with her to check on her mother.
Mana was curled up in her bed, naked and content as she watched him on the other side of the room, though closed her eyes as though asleep if ever he looked her way. She liked to watch him sometimes without his knowing, liked to see him when he was just being. Not her lover, not the 'limey son of a bitch' she often herd Angel call him but just William, the man he was before it all. All the while Selene stood in the doorway watching them both silently, hovering just an inch off the ground so she would make no sound, her gold eyes fixed, the wheels in her head working before she turned to go.
Quietly Spike stared out the window still, "She smells nice. Like cinnamon, you smell more like flowers love."
The teen blinked some, blushing lightly as she was caught. "Who?"
"Peaches' kitten. She smells like cinnamon and peppermints," he said moving to the bed wrapping his arms around her.
She purred softly, snuggling up against his chest, "Oh, I never noticed."
Smiling, the Brit pulled her closer, softly and absentmindedly rubbing her back, "I love you Mana."
The girl sighed very softly and planted a trail of kisses down his neck and along his collarbone. "I love you too Spike."
At this Spike's smile softened, causing Mana to nuzzle him gently, "Are you alright? You seem as if something is bothering you?"
"Just got a lot on my mind love," he nuzzled her back softly, "Don't worry bout it."
"You know you can talk to me," she snuggled closer.
"Yea, I know. Just a feeling something's up..." he trailed off kissing her forehead.