Take me away // I'm going to hurt somebody.
Who: askedtobe and rudolphofvamps (and aintnorain!)
When: after Gabriel gets to Peter :/
Where: some Sector on some street
Summary: Spike finds Peter unconscious.
Warnings: None other than typical IA stuff.
His face was looking at least twice as good as it had yesterday, and Spike scrubbed a hand over it - only wincing a little. It had felt like forever since he'd hunted. Since he'd gone out with Angel... He took a breath to change his own mental tract, taking a defensive stance as he took in a shape up ahead. It was a foggy night and even with vampire sight it was hard to see that far along down the road.
It was smaller than a monster though and he quickened his pace. Not moving either. "Bollocks." He smelled human, thinking it was a native a second before he recognized Peter as a more specific marker and then he was sprinting before he remembered doing it.
Though he could hear Peter's heartbeat, it didn't do much to calm him down. There was a strange, acrid smell in the air. Like lightning just passed. And Chuck had been here. What the hell happened?
"Pete?" He nudged his roommate with the toe of his boot before crouching down. "Must have taken a truck to keep you down for long." Or God and his pet angel. Spike just shook his head, waiting to see if Peter would come around on his own.
When: after Gabriel gets to Peter :/
Where: some Sector on some street
Summary: Spike finds Peter unconscious.
Warnings: None other than typical IA stuff.
His face was looking at least twice as good as it had yesterday, and Spike scrubbed a hand over it - only wincing a little. It had felt like forever since he'd hunted. Since he'd gone out with Angel... He took a breath to change his own mental tract, taking a defensive stance as he took in a shape up ahead. It was a foggy night and even with vampire sight it was hard to see that far along down the road.
It was smaller than a monster though and he quickened his pace. Not moving either. "Bollocks." He smelled human, thinking it was a native a second before he recognized Peter as a more specific marker and then he was sprinting before he remembered doing it.
Though he could hear Peter's heartbeat, it didn't do much to calm him down. There was a strange, acrid smell in the air. Like lightning just passed. And Chuck had been here. What the hell happened?
"Pete?" He nudged his roommate with the toe of his boot before crouching down. "Must have taken a truck to keep you down for long." Or God and his pet angel. Spike just shook his head, waiting to see if Peter would come around on his own.