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Splinter	By : Mera Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Spike(William) > Angel(us)/Spike(William) Views: 7043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
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- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifthteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
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Worry and anticipation could be seen on the faces of the six people waiting outside the state-of-the-art W&H O.R. Angel had a brief thought of whether this was the same place Lindsay had collected his new hand. He pushed that thought away as he recalled what the doctor had told them before he took Spike into surgery.
The doctor had gravely explained that the splinter had breached the heart's walls but mercifully not completely. He had clarified to them of how they had to break the patient, SPIKE'S, chest open. Then they had to take care, and thus time in taking out the wood, not to jolt it into the heart and in turn dusting the comatose vampire.
He had given them a 50/50 chance of survival claiming that they were good odds considering that in another situation without the aide of magic, their chances of surviving would've dropped to 1! He assured them that they had a team of professional surgeons and that he had full trust in them. He then agitatedly asked if Mr. Angel would be so kind as to give them some more blood to help with the healing process.
Angel's hard stare never wavered but turned expectantly at the earlier nurse waiting for her to do her job. She approached him and like before didn't dare ask him to sit down but took the presented arm and attached the equipment taking two bags full. But after Angel's inclination she took another two.
That was half an hour ago and Angel was still distastefully sipping at the now cold mug of blood that Harmony had given him to replace the blood. He knew that if the operation was in a normal hospital it would have taken hours if not a day or more. But what was the use of owning a company with a high-tech medical team and equipment not to mention the available magic if it would take this long? Did that mean something went wrong? Was the doctor at that moment thinking up ways to tell them the … 'bad' ... news? Angel frowned and looked firmly at the door which he presumed the doctor was hiding behind. Wasn't Spike meeting his end good news? Did Fred's and the other's words rile him up that much? The older vampire always told Spike to leave, to get dusted and it bothered him that the blond might not come out of this undead. Was that because he cared? He shook his head mentally. It was more likely he was feeling guilty because it WAS his fault his grandchilde was under the hands of white coats. Yes, that was the only reason! Or was it?
It was as if everyone sensed the vampire's dark broody mood and chose to preserve the silence rather than break it. From time to time, Fred would cast worried glances at Angel wondering if her words were that harsh. But then she would remind herself that Angel's peace of mind wasn't what they were all here for but a presumably dying Spike which only served bring her down even her even more. She rested her head against Wesley's shoulder sinking deeper in her chair with a sigh.
Lorne on the other hand kept his red eyes locked on Angel. He observed the walls that the vampire had put around himself and wished his friend would let him in so that he could help. The green seer was the only one present, other than Wesley perhaps, who knew enough of demon/vampire relation to know that Angel was really fazed with what happened, if not completely putting the blame on himself which was only just if Lorne was ever asked but not the least healthy thing to bottle up.
The demon might not be able to read Angel without hearing him sing since the vampire hid his feelings so well even from himself but he could read tension like bold ink on white paper. Whenever Spike is in the vicinity, Angel's body would stiffen up and his demeanor would turn offensively aggressive. The tension, for the sake of sounding clich�d, was sexually infused. Spike on the other hand didn't need to sing, though it was always a pleasure to listen to, for Lorne to be able to read him. He was easily read and opened his soul for the entire world to glimpse into his emotions if one bothered to look. And the demon had looked and saw. Spike would turn defensive only if Angel chose to start. The blond would become snarky and witty throwing comments at the older vampire for the sake of inflaming his anger as well as keeping his attention focused. Spike was like a dry sponge sucking and thriving on the attention not caring what kind it was as long as Angel saw him it seemed enough.
Lorne sighed and continued his observation of Angel. He doubted his boss knew any of this. But he wondered with avid curiosity what he was thinking about but not dared be the one to ask. He liked his life the way it is.
An hour. It finally seemed like the breaking point. Cordelia jumped up from her seat and everyone turned their eyes towards her except Angel who was still burning holes through the emergency doors. Eyes snapped from the Actress to the Vampire back and forth waiting for the confrontation. It was a matter of time before the silence had to be broken and it seemed like the strongest was Cordelia. She raised her head with confidence and approached he secluded friend. Two steps away she opened her mouth to say something but stopped when she saw Angel push away from the wall.
She looked to the direction he was heading and saw the doctor exiting. It only took a mere second for the man to be surrounded by everyone. It was obvious to him that the patient was clearly cared for. He waited for the immanent question but no one put a voice to it. No one dared to be the one to open the door to the barer of bad news. Luckily for the doctor who valued his life especially in this kind of business he wasn't such a barer.
"The operation was a success. The patient, Spike, was put in recovery room and thanks to the blood you provided us with…" He inclined towards Angel. "… I would estimate a day for him to be able to heal enough to leave. He should wake up in a little while though."
Countless sighs of relief filled the waiting room. A girly squeal was heard by the exit door.
Harmony jumped happily in the doorway. "Oh, I have to tell everybody the great news!!"
Amused eyes turned from her departing figure to Angel's.
"Now Angel…" Cordelia started.
Angel interrupted her, "Not now Cordy." He waved at her tiredly. "Yell at me later. I've wasted enough time hanging around here I've got a load of files on my desk and cases to solve."
"Angel?! Aren't you gonna see him?" Cordelia asked taken aback.
"Yeah, man, the doc said he'll be coming to any second now, right doc?" Gunn looked at the doctor who nodded then quickly excused himself to go do something but actually wanting to leave the tension filled room.
Angel snorted. "Yeah, well, with the way he follows my shadow I'll see him in no time." He turned his back to his friends and exited the ward.
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