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sevendeadlyfun) wrote2007-02-14 11:22 pm
sevendeadlyfun) wrote2007-02-14 11:22 pm
Entry tags:
- ltq,
- plot,
- slash,
- spike/angel
Live The Question
Pairings: Various (Faith/Angel this chapter)
Rating: NC-17 overall (PG-13 this chapter)
A/N: Getting closer to the goodies, but these things take time. Again, I owekidcyclone baskets of goodies for her patience and thoughtfulness.
They stepped into the lobby of the Hyperion and Willow searched out the light switch. The bright light dazzled their eyes, and they stood there, blinking away tears. Spike pulled Angel out of Faith’s grasp and hefted him up, cradling the larger vampire close. Angel gave Spike a bleary smile and his eyes fluttered closed.
“ ‘S for the best, luv. Sleep while ya can, “ Spike murmured as he strode across the lobby to the large staircase, Faith trailing in his wake.
Xander and Willow exchanged a glance, and Willow smiled softly, saying “I’m going to go meditate. I’m not real sure what’s up, but I think I’d better smooth the ick out of my aura before it stains.”
“Hey, I saw that commercial, “ Xander grinned. “Removes red wine from carpets and ick from auras. Only two payments of $19.95 and as a bonus gift, we’ll throw in this handy amazing inflatable underwater tea cozy. I was so impressed, I bought two.”
“You bought two bottles of carpet aura cleanser,” Willow asked, humoring him.
“Nope. Inflatable underwater tea cozies,” Xander replied. “You can never have enough of those.”
“Go,” Willow instructed affectionately. “You need to do this. How often do you get a chance to talk to the dead? Okay, “ she winced, “ poor choice of words. Go!”
“Jawohl,” Xander mocked and spun on his heel, marching up the stairs as Willow wandered out the back door.
Spike stopped at the top of the stairs, inhaling deeply. He frowned, looking down at the bundle in his arms and grinned ruefully. He nodded at Faith, and she moved in front of him, opening doors. When they reached a lushly decorated room, Spike nodded again and they walked in.
“You know, I gotta say I’m impressed, “ Faith gaped. “This place is freakin’ spotless. He’s been gone for like a year and there’s not a speck of dust any damn where.”
“That’s my Sire for you. ‘Spect he’s been planning to come back here for quite some time, “ Spike grinned. “Also doubt this is his only bolthole. Angelus was always one for planning, unlike yours truly.”
“So, he knew he was going to get himself killed, “ Faith smirked.
“Not dead, is he, “ Spike reproved gently, laying Angel down on the bed. “Just sayin’ he ain’t one to get caught unprepared when things go arse over tit. Tosser,’ he added, running a finger over Angel’s face.
“You seemed wound pretty tight back there, “ Faith observed, eyes fixed on Angel.
“Well, getting caught flat by Hell’s army tends to put a bloke’s back up, “ Spike returned easily.
“Blondie, that wasn’t just your back that was up, “ Faith smiled. “Seemed like the whole package was…and I walked into that one.”
“Oh yeah, “ Xander teased, walking in and standing between them. “He okay?”
“Be right as rain after a lie-in and a good feed, “ Spike answered.
“Speaking of a good feed, Angel isn’t the only one who needs a bit of the red, “ Xander said softly, cocking an eyebrow in Spike’s direction. “You’re pretty feisty, Spike, but it’s going to catch up to you soon. Let’s get you fed and horizontal, huh?”
“Always knew you had a thing for me, Harris, “ Spike teased, laughing when Xander blushed a deep scarlet.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re the Devil’s gift to men, “ Xander groused. “I just don’t want to have haul your heavy undead ass through these hallways. “
“Uh-huh, that’s it for sure, Patches, “ Faith said, eyes sparkling.
“Come on then, Whelp. Always wanted my very own Scooby nanny. Gonna read me a story and tuck me in if I’m good, “ Spike asked, sauntering off.
“If you’re good, “ Xander agreed, face unreadable. “Night, Faith.”
“Night, guys, “ she answered as she sat down next to Angel.
The silence of the room seemed to close around her, and she sighed, moving closer to the reassuring bulk next to her. Hesitantly, her hand reached forward and she brushed a lock of Angel’s hair away from his face. He stirred slightly, and Faith moved backwards. When he stilled, she returned to her original position, cuddled up against him.
“Gotta tell you, Angel, these rescue missions are starting to get old, “ Faith whispered.
Angel groaned softly and she stroked his forehead, shushing him. He smiled gently, turning his face into her hand. She grinned, and brushed her lips against his. He whimpered, and she risked a slightly deeper kiss.
“God, Angel,” she said, head reeling. “ I’ve wanted to do that for…well, since Sunnydale. Couldn’t tell you, though. You were B’s boy, you know? I’ve done enough damage there and I didn’t want…But, she’s totally moved on and maybe you have too. Maybe…you and me and I’m pouring my heart out to an unconscious vamp. Way to feel the sanity, huh?”
“Missed you, “ Angel muttered, voice soft. “So important, little one.”
“Little One? That’s new, “ Faith observed quizzically. “ I been called a lot of things, but little usually isn’t on the list.”
“My little one, “ Angel grunted. “Mine, always.”
“Yours, “ she affirmed, leaning down to steal another kiss. Somewhere inside her, a spark of guilt flared. She tamped it down ruthlessly. Want, take, have wasn’t really her style anymore, but she was prepared to make an exception in this case. Angel was…shit, he was Angel. No other way to describe him, she admitted to herself.
“Still love me, “ Angel asked, body twitching restlessly, eyelids fluttering.
“Yeah,” Faith answered quietly. “Always loved you, Big Guy. I…Robin was there and he was sweet and I…he thought we had a thing and maybe we did. Maybe if I’d never known you, we could have…”
“Will, love you always, “ Angel sighed, lapsing back into a healing sleep.
Faith sat silent and watched him sleep, body thrumming with the power of his words. She’d lost so much, so often, that she couldn’t believe that this time she’d finally won. Will love you always, will love you always, will love you always…She curled up around him, entwining her fingers with his and slept, contentment settling around her and warming her battered heart.
Rating: NC-17 overall (PG-13 this chapter)
A/N: Getting closer to the goodies, but these things take time. Again, I owe
kidcyclone baskets of goodies for her patience and thoughtfulness. They stepped into the lobby of the Hyperion and Willow searched out the light switch. The bright light dazzled their eyes, and they stood there, blinking away tears. Spike pulled Angel out of Faith’s grasp and hefted him up, cradling the larger vampire close. Angel gave Spike a bleary smile and his eyes fluttered closed.
“ ‘S for the best, luv. Sleep while ya can, “ Spike murmured as he strode across the lobby to the large staircase, Faith trailing in his wake.
Xander and Willow exchanged a glance, and Willow smiled softly, saying “I’m going to go meditate. I’m not real sure what’s up, but I think I’d better smooth the ick out of my aura before it stains.”
“Hey, I saw that commercial, “ Xander grinned. “Removes red wine from carpets and ick from auras. Only two payments of $19.95 and as a bonus gift, we’ll throw in this handy amazing inflatable underwater tea cozy. I was so impressed, I bought two.”
“You bought two bottles of carpet aura cleanser,” Willow asked, humoring him.
“Nope. Inflatable underwater tea cozies,” Xander replied. “You can never have enough of those.”
“Go,” Willow instructed affectionately. “You need to do this. How often do you get a chance to talk to the dead? Okay, “ she winced, “ poor choice of words. Go!”
“Jawohl,” Xander mocked and spun on his heel, marching up the stairs as Willow wandered out the back door.
Spike stopped at the top of the stairs, inhaling deeply. He frowned, looking down at the bundle in his arms and grinned ruefully. He nodded at Faith, and she moved in front of him, opening doors. When they reached a lushly decorated room, Spike nodded again and they walked in.
“You know, I gotta say I’m impressed, “ Faith gaped. “This place is freakin’ spotless. He’s been gone for like a year and there’s not a speck of dust any damn where.”
“That’s my Sire for you. ‘Spect he’s been planning to come back here for quite some time, “ Spike grinned. “Also doubt this is his only bolthole. Angelus was always one for planning, unlike yours truly.”
“So, he knew he was going to get himself killed, “ Faith smirked.
“Not dead, is he, “ Spike reproved gently, laying Angel down on the bed. “Just sayin’ he ain’t one to get caught unprepared when things go arse over tit. Tosser,’ he added, running a finger over Angel’s face.
“You seemed wound pretty tight back there, “ Faith observed, eyes fixed on Angel.
“Well, getting caught flat by Hell’s army tends to put a bloke’s back up, “ Spike returned easily.
“Blondie, that wasn’t just your back that was up, “ Faith smiled. “Seemed like the whole package was…and I walked into that one.”
“Oh yeah, “ Xander teased, walking in and standing between them. “He okay?”
“Be right as rain after a lie-in and a good feed, “ Spike answered.
“Speaking of a good feed, Angel isn’t the only one who needs a bit of the red, “ Xander said softly, cocking an eyebrow in Spike’s direction. “You’re pretty feisty, Spike, but it’s going to catch up to you soon. Let’s get you fed and horizontal, huh?”
“Always knew you had a thing for me, Harris, “ Spike teased, laughing when Xander blushed a deep scarlet.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re the Devil’s gift to men, “ Xander groused. “I just don’t want to have haul your heavy undead ass through these hallways. “
“Uh-huh, that’s it for sure, Patches, “ Faith said, eyes sparkling.
“Come on then, Whelp. Always wanted my very own Scooby nanny. Gonna read me a story and tuck me in if I’m good, “ Spike asked, sauntering off.
“If you’re good, “ Xander agreed, face unreadable. “Night, Faith.”
“Night, guys, “ she answered as she sat down next to Angel.
The silence of the room seemed to close around her, and she sighed, moving closer to the reassuring bulk next to her. Hesitantly, her hand reached forward and she brushed a lock of Angel’s hair away from his face. He stirred slightly, and Faith moved backwards. When he stilled, she returned to her original position, cuddled up against him.
“Gotta tell you, Angel, these rescue missions are starting to get old, “ Faith whispered.
Angel groaned softly and she stroked his forehead, shushing him. He smiled gently, turning his face into her hand. She grinned, and brushed her lips against his. He whimpered, and she risked a slightly deeper kiss.
“God, Angel,” she said, head reeling. “ I’ve wanted to do that for…well, since Sunnydale. Couldn’t tell you, though. You were B’s boy, you know? I’ve done enough damage there and I didn’t want…But, she’s totally moved on and maybe you have too. Maybe…you and me and I’m pouring my heart out to an unconscious vamp. Way to feel the sanity, huh?”
“Missed you, “ Angel muttered, voice soft. “So important, little one.”
“Little One? That’s new, “ Faith observed quizzically. “ I been called a lot of things, but little usually isn’t on the list.”
“My little one, “ Angel grunted. “Mine, always.”
“Yours, “ she affirmed, leaning down to steal another kiss. Somewhere inside her, a spark of guilt flared. She tamped it down ruthlessly. Want, take, have wasn’t really her style anymore, but she was prepared to make an exception in this case. Angel was…shit, he was Angel. No other way to describe him, she admitted to herself.
“Still love me, “ Angel asked, body twitching restlessly, eyelids fluttering.
“Yeah,” Faith answered quietly. “Always loved you, Big Guy. I…Robin was there and he was sweet and I…he thought we had a thing and maybe we did. Maybe if I’d never known you, we could have…”
“Will, love you always, “ Angel sighed, lapsing back into a healing sleep.
Faith sat silent and watched him sleep, body thrumming with the power of his words. She’d lost so much, so often, that she couldn’t believe that this time she’d finally won. Will love you always, will love you always, will love you always…She curled up around him, entwining her fingers with his and slept, contentment settling around her and warming her battered heart.
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