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Hell Is In the Details	By : SpikesHeart Category: Angel the Series > Het - Male/Female Views: 2390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hell Is In the
Details � Chapter 8 - Perchance to Dream

Not bound.

Comfort?

So afraid
to hope.

Best
to just not be�there.

~*~

Gunn walked into the room, carrying a tray with several mugs
of warmed blood, a spoon and a straw. �Didn�t know what kind of shape he�d be
in, so thought I�d play boy scout and be prepared.
How�s our boy doin�?�

Lorne eased the vampire back onto the bed. �There are just
no words. If I were human? My skin tone would still be
as gorgeously green as it is right now. What they did to him� they should be
ripped apart.�

�I�m all for a little ass-kickin�.
But we�d better try getting� some blood into him before it coagulates. And did
I ever tell you how much I wish I didn�t know about heating blood to 98.6?�
Gunn shuddered, handing over the first mug and the spoon.

Lorne tucked a towel around Spike�s neck and shoulders,
pretty sure that feeding was going to be anything but simple. With his arm
under the vampire�s neck for support, the green-skinned demon lifted a blood
laden spoon to Spike�s pale lips.

Which remained closed.

A second and third try fared no better.

Looking closely, Gunn focused in on the vampire�s chest.
�Damn, is he actually breathing? I don�t remember Angel ever��

Shit, shit, shit!
At the mention of the elder vampire�s name, Lorne noticed the tension return
tenfold to Spike�s body. Ah gods, no �
don�t let him�� and then�

Spike vamped out, roaring first in anger, then
agonizing pain as the newly erupted teeth lengthened into fangs, tearing at the
tender gums.

With no thoughts to his own safety, Gunn leapt onto the bed,
grabbing the gamefaced vampire by the shoulders.
�Shit, Lorne� this isn�t what I signed on for � I�m not real happy to have this
guy�s bloody fangs two inches from my neck. What the hell can we do?�

Awkwardly patting Spike�s back Gunn tried to be reassuring.
�It�s okay, man. You�re safe here. I promise, nothin�s
gonna hurt you again � got your back, for sure.�

Lorne joined them on the bed, trying to soothe the agitated
vampire with a gentle massage of his temples. �Come on, mi amigo. I know you�re
scared and you have every right to be. Gunn and I are here to help. We�ll hold
you and talk to you and prove that you can trust us. Just open your eyes, sugar
� and see for yourself.�

~*~

Fangs must mean true
face � but true face meant pain and no fangs.

And
still, soothing words and gentle touches.

Two
different? He�s done two
before.

Never
pleasant.

Safe? How he wishes.

Dare he hope? Can he
trust?

He relaxes slightly,
true face receding � fangs retracting.

To
sleep, perchance to dream�

~*~

They heard it first � the subtle shifting of bone that
signified the return of Spike�s human mask � and felt the vampire�s body relax. When Gunn shifted him in his arms, it was obvious
that Spike had fallen asleep once more.

�I swear, man � never gon>gonna utter
the boss� name in his presence again.� Gunn left the bed, pacing back and forth
as his nerves began to unwind, shaking the tension out of his limbs. �Only good
thing is that a reaction like that means he�s still in there. He can hear and
understand us, but he�s probably afraid to act. Reminds me of
a puppy who�s been kicked one too many times � wary as hell.�

Before the green-skinned demon could answer, Gunn�s cell
phone began to vibrate. kingking out the LED display, he gulped � Wolfram &
Hart.

�Charles Gunn here. How can� oh,
Harmony. What can I do for you?�

Lorne�s red eyes narrowed with dislike and the slightest bit
of fear, worried that they were being called to task for not being at work.

The vampiress heaved a put sig sigh.
�Bossy�s called a party for this evening, and
attendance is mandatory. Little Miss Slayer freak is here, and I think he�s got
an announcement to make. I know he wants to introduce her to everyone, and I
don�t know why I have to be the one to do this but everyone�s too busy, and you
and Lorne haven�t been here today and do you know where he is?�

Gunn laughed. �Slow down there, girl. It never hurts to
pause between sentences. We had an incident last night. Seems as if one of
Lorne�s boyfriends is sick, and he asked for my help in getting him to the
doctor.� A quick glance towards the bed confirmed that Lorne was happy with the
excuse.

�Yeah, he�s gonna have to keep a
bedside vigil for a few weeks. I�m sure he�ll call in, or show up tomorrow to
straighten things out all proper.�

�Angel�s going to be all pissy
about it when his Entertainment guy doesn�t show up,� Harmony warned, �but I�ll do what I
can. I�ll see you tonight at eight, sharp � in the second floor conference
room.�

Gunn slipped the phone back into his pocket. �Sorry about
that, man. I couldn�t think of anything else, and you�ve got your hands full of
vampire. He doin� any better?�

�Seems to be relaxing into a real sleep,
poor thing. He�s nottwittwitchy, and he�s not moaning as much.� He snuck
a quick peek under the robe. �That er� uh� it�s not
quite so� angry as it was before. I doubt it was the
teensy bit of blood he took � maybe it�s just the rest.�

Gunn shivered. �Don�t tell me. Never tell me. If I get plastered and ask � even if I won�t remember in the
morning� I just don�t want to know. Oh, Harmony said that tonight�s
party is to introduce everyone to Buffy on a personal level � some sort of
announcement in the works. I�ll just make your apologies. I really don�t want
to be there, but it would look suspicious if we�re both out.�

�Thanks, my man. I don�t think I could stand to be in the
same room as you know who this evening, plus I really don�t want to leave Spike in
this state. If he woke alone and in a strange place, there�s no telling what
he�d do. And I want to try and get him to eat some more.�

�Sounds like a plan. Catch you later, dude. Good luck with
Blondie.� One last look behind him at the pair, and Gunn closed the door behind
him as he left.

Turning his attention back to the vampire, Lorne ran his
fingertips over the pronounced cheekbones, marveling at how much better he
looked in such a short timespan. �Alright, cookie � I�ll
let you rest for a bit. We�ll try some more blood in a couple of hours. I�ll be
reading in the rocking chair if you need me.�

~*~

He must be crazy �
hearing things.

Buffy? Can�t be her.

She left � They all
left.

She doesn�t know.

She won�t come for him.

Too
much to ask for, this time.
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