Awakenings ....
“Fuck,” I tried to mutter, my mouth dry, lips crusty. I’d been somewhere, and I couldn’t remember where. Still lyin’ in that deep abyss, I heard him call to me as he had so often before, in that sweet wonderful voice of him, callin’ me back to him
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Allowing my lower lip to poke out, playing the helpless heroine, knowing all along I was the powerful vixen, I pointed to the bruise from the IV, much to long in my arm. I looked like a drug addict and in a way I guess I was. I would have questioned him, wondering if there would be withdrawals; instead, I put that in the back of my mind. I didn’t want to give him any reason to keep me here one minute longer.
Lift up my bare arm, in a fix it like manner, I purred innocently, “Of course I’m hyper I’ve been on drugs, so ya know, listen to what I mean not what I say.” Then I fell over on him giggling, and quite a bit tipsy. Recuperative power or not, I was beginning to get tired, it would be a few days before I’d be back 100%. What a great excuse to stay in bed, I thought, my body breaking out in a delicious chill at the prospect, and the fact that I was still topless didn’t help any.
“First of all, its okay you can’t cook, we’ll do something.” My hand rested on his shoulder, “Maybe we should learn?” I offered the immediately thought of the disaster in that one and answered my own question, “No!”
Moving to find a shirt, I ruffled through the drawers, pretty sparse; no one had brought me anything, except what Wes had on his few outings to leave me. Pulling on a tight-fighting shirt, I looked up at him coyly, “thanks,” it was something he would have picked out. Point was he took the time.
Slipping on the shoes under the bed, and making a note I was so going shopping with him, I took his hand pulling up with me.
“I want to start celebrating our holidays now, Wes. Like I always wanted when I was a kid, and for this time, I wanna be a kid, do the things I always wanted.” Carefully opening the door and then looking around, we snuck out the door, and slipped into the stairwell, and began the long trek downward.
“I want to watch, ‘It’s a great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown,’ and at Christmas, watch ‘A Charlie Brown Christmas.’ I want to make snowmen and snow angels and I want to do all of that with you.
Stopping suddenly, he almost ran into me and I jumped up into his arms. “I want to unwrap you everyday, as if you were my most excellent present, and I want to do it, well except for tonight, away from Sunny D.”
My mouth attacked his with the fervor of an angry mod, after Frankenstein, in some Hammer B movie from the 60’s. Okay it was Halloween and I use to watch those things when I was a kid, I was no longer the slayer, I wasn’t called to be anything special anymore, the only thing special I could be was me, and the me I was, well I had to find out.
“Does that all make sense now?” I crinkled my nose hoping to help him understand.
The barrage of drugs had been so strong, I could feel all of my exertion of energy starting to wear me down, easing myself out of his arms, and I leaned against him a false embrace. I didn’t want him to worry; he’d worried more than enough for a lifetime.
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But she was so enthusiastic about, apparently, the upcoming holidays, that I couldn’t find it in my heart to make her stay a second longer. I’d just have to watcher her more closely. Not that this was going to be such a task, but I did worry about her. She’d only just woken up after all. A year in a come, Slayer or no, isn’t something one easily recovers from.
“Charlie whom?” I blinked at her confused and wondered if perhaps this was some small brain hop or if this was something I ought to know. Charlie Brown? Sounds like a name of kind. No idea who he’s supposed to be though. And what he has to do with Halloween or Christmas. Hell, I still don’t know what Halloween has to do with Christmas.
Narrowing my eyes, I watcher her get dressed and then sighed as she indicated we’d get out of here now. We carefully, but fast, made our way to the exit. There weren’t many people around here, especially not at this hour. There only was a bare minimum of staff in this part of the hospital wing, thankfully. Just as we nearly made it to the exit, she suddenly stopped and jumped in my arms.
Letting out an ‘oof’, I circled my arms around her, looking at her with wide eyes. Not that I had much time to think about anything. Her lips were on mine and my mind temporarily left the building. She’s going to be the death of me some day if she keeps this up. I kissed her back with everything I had, getting lost in the feel and taste of her for a moment. When she finally pulled back, I tightened my arms around her shifted her so we both were a bit more comfortably. “You never made much sense to me, Faith,” I grinned at her. “But that doesn’t matter, I’ll love you anyway.”
Dropping a kiss on her forehead, I nearly jumped when I suddenly heard voices behind us. Damn, I’d forgotten that they did make their rounds every evening. Quickly ducking around the corner, Faith still clinging onto me with arms and legs, I shook my head as she giggled.
“Shhh,” I shushed her, peering around the corner. I could of course kiss her again to quiet her, but then I’d be lost again. Which was not a good thing at our current situation. Sucking in my breath I pressed myself against the wall, and Faith with me by default as the voices came a bit closer.
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Okay, so I wasn’t always smart, do first, think later, yeah, I’m all over that, and even in my weakened state, I wanted to be all over him, but this little escapade had slain me, for once.
For now, I’d have to take it easy, which usually would have driven me fuckin’ insane, but bein’ with Wes, I couldn’t help but grin at the thought of bein’ with him again, and I wanted that needed that soon.
The drugs, lack of food, the head rush at just gettin’ outta there, at some point, I swooned, head hit somethin’, I don’t know quite what, and I was gone.
Once again, he’d carried me, somewhere safe, cause I was safe with him, and it made me all tingly. Damn if I’m gonna turn into some giggly twelve-year old, all right if I didn’t he sure as hell wasn’t gonna know about it.
For the second time, in what hours, days, didn’t know I didn’t care, I saw a worried face, close to mine.
He’d forgotten how fast I was, my arm slide up to his neck, pullin’ him down for a quick kiss.
“MMMM,” I purred as he pulled away, obviously concerned.
“Before you go all watcher boy on me, you were right … this time,” I gave him my best smile.
Leaning back against, what was it? A couch, a bed, didn’t matter, I could take him anywhere, “I’ll be a good girl, well for now at least. Okay, I’m weak right now, got that? Tell anyone and your dead meat, okay my meat. So feed me before I eat you alive.”
I couldn’t help but giggle, “Thank you, I don’t know how you did it, but you saved me once again. But feed me before I die of starvation. Gotta get my strength back, so I can work out,” as I said work out, my tongue slid over my bottom lip, rather slow.
“Hey, it’s what I do,” I leaned in, “Kill, fuck and love you.”
I didn’t budge, didn’t cringe and damn I’d probably said it first, something I’d never ever do, but I did, I loved Wesley.
My fingers moved through his hair, gently brushing it back, then moved down to smooth his grizzled cheek. I couldn’t remember him unshaven, the thought of that, attempt at a beard, made me shiver, and the thought of upcomin’ food, and how great he would be as a plate, well, I might have to remember that one.
For once in my life, I was tired, but I was in love, and we were probably … on the run, didn’t matter, didn’t care, I knew exactly where I should be, and there I was.
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