Wow. How long has it been? I've decided to give another little update to anyone who is still reading this.

Enjoy~

Later that night, Dave snuck back into Heaven, managing to get past the female guards by charming them. He made his way to the hospital, finding John's room and slipping inside. The said boy was curled up on the white bed, fast asleep. Smiling, Dave sat on the edge of the bed after waving to the nurse, and gently ran his hand through the ravenette's messy locks of hair.

"Dave?"

Soon enough, John woke up, blinking his blue eyes up at the blonde. He rubbed his eyes and grabbed his glasses, sliding them on before quickly sitting up. He crawled into Dave's lap, wrapping his slender arms around the other's neck.

"Hey babe. How are ya holdin' up?" Dave let his accent slip out a little. John shrugged and buried his face in his chest, staying silent.

"It's ok. I'll take you out of here in a few days. You don't need this damn hospital." He said this under his breath so the nurse didn't hear. He was sure she wouldn't allow him to visit John again if she knew his plans to have him escape.

"Will you sleep here with me tonight? I don't want to be alone." John looked up with pleading, round eyes, and Dave knew he couldn't say no.

"Of course." He kissed the angel's forehead gently and held him a little closer. As the night wore on, John eventually fell asleep again. As promised, the blonde stayed the night, but didn't sleep. John frequently awoke from nightmares, keeping the blonde awake and alert until the sun rose.

"Mornin'." Dave spoke as he noticed John blink his eyes open.

"Did you sleep at all?" The ravenette looked concerned at Dave's weary eyes and slumped over posture. The blonde shook his head and pursed his lips.

"Don't worry about it, babe. How did you sleep?" Dave asked gently, and John wiggled out of the blankets to climb into the devil's lap.

"Easy there, Johnny boy." He chuckled and helped John into his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist. John gave a sudden gasp of pain as his wing shifted and a crack echoed around the room. Dave swore and looked down at him with wide, worried eyes.

Luckily, the nurse was there to rush in and adjust John's wing. The pained whimper that escaped the boy's lips nearly broke Dave's heart. He scooped John back up into his arms and nuzzled him softly.

"It's ok, sweetie, I got you." He spoke just as two angel officials walked through the door with their weapons out and pointed at Dave.

"Put the angel down. Now." One of them commanded, his gun aimed at Dave's chest. John froze up and clung to the blonde, starting to panic.

"Dave, no!" John shrieked as the nurse tore him out of his lap. Struggling, he froze and watched in horror as two bullets entered Dave's chest.

The devil crumpled to the floor immediately, and John screamed in horror, trying to get to him. The nurse held him back as the two angel officials dragged him out of the room. John burst into tears, his body wracking with sobs. He curled up, and the nurse let go of him to grab a sedative. She injected him slowly, and he whimpered before falling unconscious.

When Dave woke up, orange eyes were staring down at him in concern. He remembered John and tried to sit up as fast as he could, but his brother's hands pushed him back onto the bed gently.

"Easy there, Dave. You need to rest." Dirk spoke firmly, but allowed the younger Strider to sit up in a slower fashion.

Dave put a hand to his head, blinking as he looked around. He was in his room in Hell, he knew that that. And Jake and Dirk were sitting in chairs next to them, both looking worried.

"What happened?" He asked slowly, and the two exchanged looks.

"The angel officials were notified by someone that you had snuck up to Heaven. The officials shot you twice in the chest and brought you to the hospital. You should have seen how angry Dirk was." Jake blurted out before Dirk could say anything.

"What?" The older blonde shrugged at his brother's raised eyebrow. "They can't just shoot my little brother like that. Anyways, they discharged you a few hours ago and I brought you back here. No word from John." He shrugged again.

Dave got to his feet quickly, feeling bandages cover his chest underneath his shirt. He winced as he took a step forward, the strain on his chest a little painful and sore. He could take it though. He unfolded his wings, hitting Jake in the face. The green-eyed angel fell backwards but his boyfriend thankfully caught him.

"How did you sneak down here?" Dave asked him curiously.

"I was worried about you. Nothing stops me when I have my mind set on something!" He smiled at the younger male, and Dave felt a burst of affection for him.

"Thanks." He smiled a bit.

"No problem. But John is probably very worried about you, so Dirk and I have devised a plan to get you inside Heaven again. Without the bullets of course." The Brit smiled rather mischievously.

That's it for now my lovely motherfuckers. Review and tell me if anyone is even reading?

~samx