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[buffyshaped]

Faith was stabbed and the rest of us had been sufficiently beaten when Angel finally shot the beast with a tranquilizer. I still wanted to fight when Angel came near Kennedy and myself and said "We need to go, we're not going to win this, not right now." I stood up and was about to say that I still had some fight in me when I felt it, felt a

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[wickedslayer]

I gaped at the wound in my gut even as Angel and Kennedy pulled me away from the snarling grotesque wolf. Choking I let Angel carry me down the stairs, as I tried to stay calm. No large buildings to throw me off this time. I wondered vaguely if Buffy was disappointed. Kennedy climbed into the backseat and Angel laid me down beside her and I found my blood stained hand gripping onto her's tightly.

Was I gonna end up in a coma again? It hurt way worse this time, or maybe it was just my own imagination. I couldn't end up in a coma. Who would look after Morrigan then? Definitely not Wesley now that my father has decided to make him his new bitch. Squeezing Kennedy's hand again I knew she'd take care of Morrigan if she had to. Her and Tessa, and Angel and Buffy and Dawn and Xander. My daughter would never go without. But I wasn't leaving her again. Fuck no.

I wasn't sure if I was hearing things or if Buffy really did just say that we needed to do better. Well no shit. Thanks for stating the obvious, I thought angrily. I wondered where my anger for her was spreading up from again and then I realized that would be my wounded abdomen.

[slayer_kennedy]

I gripped Faith's hand in the backseat of the car. Angel tore off a piece of his shirt and I pressed it over the wound in my shoulder with my other hand.

I hadn't retreated in years. I don't retreat. I might get injured but nothing beats me. And this thing just beat the three best slayers in the world and a vampire all at the same time. I didn't know how to have hope. But I had to. Or I had to pretend I had some kind of hope as I stroked Faith's hair and told her to hold on.

[__angel]

What the hell just happened? I wasn't sure, but I did want some explaining. I was already weak from staying in a cell for the past ten years, I was still hungry and Faith just got stabbed. Wes was some beast and ... everything was so confusing.

I carried Faith down the stairs, holding her close to me as we walked to the car. Placing her in the backseat, I watched as Kennedy got in behind her and I took off my shirt, tearing it down the middle and handing it to Kennedy, telling her to apply pressure.

Getting into the passenger seat, I glanced at Buffy, then looked out the window when she said that we needed to bandage her up and we needed to do better. I had no idea what was going on and I needed to train. Bringing my hand to my face, I sighed and leaned back when she started the car and drove off.

The blood that was on Faith was getting to me and it just reminded me of how hungry I was. Not being able to take it anymore, I looked over at Buffy, putting my hand on her thigh, then frowning and took my hand away.

"Buffy, I need ..." Looking out the window again, I whispered, "Blood." I was just telling her of what I needed, but of course, we had to get Faith all right first. Maybe they could drop me off at my apartment and I could get some, then they could go and do what they had to do, to help Faith. But, I didn't want to leave in case something did happen.

[buffyshaped]

"Buffy, I need .. blood."

I start the car up, of course he needed blood, Faith might need it as well but most likely she will be fine. She is a slayer after all and healing is just one of the perks of the gig. I look at Angel and head to the Hyperion to drop Faith off I hoped that Willow would be able to bandage her up. I would be of little use there my mind was buzzing and I could only focus on the brief but wonderful sensation of Angel’s hand on my thigh.

He needed blood; I needed to get him blood. I felt suddenly like I was 16 again, he said he needed blood but my heart heard it differently, in my heart he said he needed me.

I needed him, I wanted him, but what if I heard it all wrong, what if I was not the thing he needed or wanted. I could not let this thought plague me though.

“Faith will you be ok if I take you back to the Hyperion?” I asked without looking. I had a feeling that no matter what I did or said would make her happy so maybe I should just do what I needed. “I can drop you off than take Angel to his apartment.” I said and hoped the need in my voice would not be too apparent.

[wickedslayer]

I looked up sharply when Buffy said my name. Would I be alright if she took me back to the hotel. Idly I wondered if she couldn't handle seeing me like this. If it made her feel weak, or alternatively if it made her feel wicked strong. Ahhh memories, nothin' like stabbing your sister slayer in the gut and sending her sailing off a rooftop. Not that I was still bitter much.

"Yeah." I breathed out, looking gratefully up at Kennedy. At least I had someone I could count on. Too bad Ken wasn't around back in the old days or maybe I wouldn't have gone so crazy. Oh who the hell even knew?

Go back to the hotel and see my baby and get bandaged up and take a nap. That sounded like the best idea ever.

[__angel]

Buffy wanted to take her back to the Hyperion? Well, we could go there, but I'm not sure how it is now. Not like there would be anything there for me, even blood. Looking back at Faith, I turned around, "I can ... help you, Faith and maybe you can tell me a little bit of what's going on, so you know, I know." Shrugging, I turn back around and look out the window.

Closing my eyes, I could smell blood and that's all I was craving for right now. I felt weak, I felt cold and I just wanted to rest too. Weird, I've been resting for ten years and now I'm out and nothing makes sense.

[slayer_kennedy]

I heard Angel say he needed blood even though I know he meant for only Buffy to hear that. I still didn't trust him no matter what Buffy and Faith believed. He was still a vampire and he still needed to feed.

But he was also part of the reason we weren't all dead. So I guess I couldn't write him off just yet.

I wasn't willing to make any stops before the Hyperion though. The wolf tossed us aside like we were still potentials. He'd rip apart Tessa in no time to get to Morrigan. And I wasn't about to let that happen.

Buffy pulled up to the hotel and I helped Faith sit up.

"Come on, we need to get everyone together soon."

And try to send the non-supernatuals to safety...not that they'd listen.

[buffyshaped]

"I can still take you to your apartment." I said as I pulled up to the Hyperion. "Or we can stop by the butchers for blood." I wondered if after all the time apart Angel had grown to resent me like everyone else.

"I am sure we can take the time to tend to your needs before we need to get back and concentrate on the problem." God I wondered if I sounded desperate. I just wanted to spend a few moments alone with the man I had once imagined spending the rest of my life with.