A/N: Hello again! Okay, so you guys all seem to want Will/Gilan and Will/Halt fluff. That works! I can do that. Well... first we gotta deal with the whole poison issue, but I suppose I can try to do fluff/angst... or I could go with the original idea and just stab Will with Horace's sword... I dunno, just watch and see what happens! *evil laugh*

WARNING: There's some inappropriate content in this chappie... It doesn't go as far as you guys are probably thinking! It really doesn't! There's just some kissing... hehehe...

*Chanelx is my muse! Yaaaay~*

Halt, Horace, and Malcolm sat at the kitchen table, each nursing a warm mug of coffee. Gilan was still asleep with Will in Halt's bedroom. Crowley was urgently needed back at Castle Araluen, so earlier that day he had headed off in that direction. He hadn't wanted to leave, especially not with Will so sick, but he really needed to get back to his post. His job was very important and needed to be kept up with. He had given Will and the rest of them his best wishes before going back to Castle Araluen to do his job.

His desk must be piled up with twice his height in paperwork by now, Halt thought with a smirk.

"I need one of you to do me a favor." Malcolm said seriously, staring intently at the table instead of meeting their worried gazes.

"What's wrong?"

"Why?"

"What do you need?"

He quickly put his hands up to stem the flow of questions that were sure to come.

He took a deep breath, then said, "Will... he... he's been poisoned..."

"What?!"

"Shhh! You're gonna wake him up!" He whisper yelled.

"How did he get poisoned? Was it Tyler?" Horace asked.

"Yes. He injected Will with a nasty poison known as Hemlock. Repeatedly, from what I've seen. It causes agonizing pain as well as hallucinations, which explains why he's been acting the way he has."

"But there's an antidote... right?"

"Yes, which brings me to why I need your help. If the poison is in his system for over a week, he'll die. It's only been about three days, so you have four left to get the antidote in him. You need to hurry. Since Tyler was using the poison as a form of torture, he should have had the antidote on him or somewhere nearby. It'll probably be on his person or in that shack he brought Will to. Which one of you is going?"

"I'll go." Halt said simply.

Horace gave him a look that said, Not alone you're not.

"I'm going too." He said confidently.

"Horace, this needs to be a quick trip. If I don't get back in time, Will could die. No offense, but that four legged battering ram you call a horse isn't exactly the fastest thing on the planet."

"I know but-"

"I know you want to help. But think about it this way. You'll be staying here to help Gilan and Malcolm protect Will. What would they do if someone from Tyler's band of idiots blundered in here wanting to take Will? They'd need a bash and whacker like you to bash his head in, would they not?"

"...I... I suppose they would..."

"Then you're just the one for the job, aren't you?"

"Yes, Halt." He sighed sadly.

"Then it's settled. I'll leave at dawn tomorrow." Halt said, finishing his cup of coffee and putting the mug in the sink before going to get ready for bed.

Will ran as fast as he could. He heard the guards yelling behind him but kept going, knowing that he would get punished if they caught him. His legs burned from the strain but that was the last thing on his mind at the moment. His one and only goal was to get away. A thought hit him as he skidded around a corner. Where was Tyler? His stomach lurched sickeningly at the thought that he was probably coming after him. He had only managed to escape twice and hadn't gotten far on both occasions. If he didn't get away this time he was sure he would go insane. After a few minutes he could no longer hear the guards. That made him feel both nervous and relieved. Where had they gone? Had he actually lost them or were they moving around to cut him off?

By now he was gasping for breath and covered in sweat, but he kept going, too afraid to stop. He turned another corner and had almost reached the door when a large amount of weight crashed into him, sending him sprawling. Spots appeared in his vision as his head made contact with the hard floor. The air was shoved from his lungs as he hit the floor and he was left gasping for air like a fish out of water. The person straddled his waist and pinned him to the floor. He struggled and fought like a wild animal but it didn't do any good. He tried to scream but the person had a hand over his mouth before he got the chance. He felt the person on top of him lean down and he panicked even more, immediately recognizing who it was because this had happened so many times before.

"Mmmmmmmm!" He screamed into the hand that held his mouth shut.

"I'm disappointed in you, Will. If you were smart, you would have realized by now that you're not going anywhere. You'll never leave this place. Besides, even if you did, wouldn't you miss me?" Tyler asked, pouting as he nipped and sucked at Will's exposed neck.

NO NO NO NO NO! This couldn't be happening... no! Get off of me you disgusting bastard!

He struggled frantically, trying anything and everything to get Tyler off. He could already feel a bruise forming on his neck from all the biting and sucking. He wanted to be anywhere but here. He felt a cold hand run up his stomach and over his ribs. He shivered as goose bumps broke out over the skin there. He tried to move away but Tyler was a lot stronger than him and his attempts were futile. Tyler's lips moved up, away from his neck and closer to his face. He whimpered and turned his head away but Tyler viciously yanked it back toward him and used the strong grip he had on his jaw to hold his mouth open.

"Shhh..." He whispered as he licked the salty tears from Will's face.

His lips ventured further up until they find his and they met. His tongue slid into his mouth and roamed freely, sliding across the rows of teeth within and licking at Will's tongue. Will desperately tried to bite but Tyler's hand on his jaw prevented him from doing so. Suddenly he felt someone pulling at his shoulder. Who was that?

"Will... wake up... Will!" A voice in the distance yelled.

Another tug at his shoulder. The voice grew louder and seemed to get closer. He whined and tried to move away from them, thinking that they wanted to do this to him too. Tyler growled and his grip on him tightened, causing him to cry harder.

Then... everything disappeared.

His eyes shot open to see someone on top of him, straddling his waist just as Tyler had.

"N-NOOO! L-leave me alone! P-please!" He screamed, trying to kick at them only to discover that his legs were tied down and tangled in blankets.

Oddly enough, his arms weren't tied down like they had been the last time he woke up. That didn't mean he could move them, though. Gilan had them pinned to the bed.

"Will, it was just a dream. Calm down... you're okay..." Gilan said, gently patting his cheeks with his free hand in an attempt to get him to snap out of it.

Instead it did the opposite. Will cried harder, tears racing down his cheeks in an endless river. He turned his head away and closed his eyes tight. His breathing sped up and he was border line hysterical.

Hes gonna make himself sick if he cries any harder... Gilan thought with a frown.

"N-no... don't t-touch me... don't touch m-me..." He whimpered loudly, tossing and turning in an effort to get Gilan off of him.

"Shhh, it's okay. It was just a dream. You're safe."

Gilan slowly slid off of him and laid down beside him instead. Will turned away and he could only see the back of his head. He sighed sadly, wondering if his friend would ever get back to normal. When Will didn't do anything but sniffle and cry for next few minutes, Gilan got tired of hearing his friend so upset and moved closer to him. He slowly slid his arms around his waist and rested his head on his shoulder. He felt Will cringe but didn't let go, content to just sit there with him. Will didn't stop crying, but he slowed down a bit and slowly began to relax as he realized that Gilan wasn't going to do anything to him.

Why isn't he hurting me? Everyone else seems to want to...

Will slowly opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. The room looked vaguely familiar...

It's Halt's room.

Oh... that's why. Then who was holding him? Fear struck his heart when he assumed it was Tyler. It usually was in situations like this. He was curious as to who it was and to be honest, his life couldn't get any worse, so what bad could turning around do? He slowly turned around and looked up. His heart nearly flew out of his chest when he saw who it was. It was Gilan! He could already feel tears of relief prickling in his eyes. Gilan smiled at him and they fell down his cheeks.

Gilan pulled him closer to himself and he finally broke down. It was too much. Having all those bad things happen to him and then suddenly realizing that he was safe. He snuggled closer to Gilan and buried his face in his chest, letting the tears fall freely as he tightly wrapped his arms around his older friend. Gilan smiled to himself when he felt Will hug him back. The grip Will had on him was border lining painful but he didn't care. A pang of sadness hit his heart when he realized that Will was probably holding onto him so tightly because he felt like he was going to disappear, which was true. At this point that was Will's biggest fear. He was overjoyed that Will recognized him, though. He knew they had just taken a large step forward. And for the first time since they had gotten Will back, he had hope that everything was going to be okay.

A/N: Like? Dislike? TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS! Maybe I'll do a Will/Gilan pairing... does anyone want that? Would that be okay? If you guys want me to I will, but if you don't it's fine. It was just a thought I had... cause they're so cute together... Seriously tho, do you guys want a Will/Gilan pairing? TELL MEEEEE! :)