I want to know what it's like on the inside of love

[visiongirl]

Angel insisted on driving us back to the hotel after we got done staking those vampires in my vision. Gee thanks ptbs, nothing like breaking up my final happy moment with another pointless vision. Except the visions weren't pointless, there was always a reason. Some reason that those vampires had to bite the big one right there and then. But

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[face_of_angelus]

Stepping into the office behind Cordelia I took in the scene. Wes was lying on the floor, bleeding and nude. Fred and Spike working to keep him from dying. Had Illyria done this? Maybe Wes finally pushed her over the edge. Wait.

Faith had been naked as well. Gently sniffing the office air I could smell the blood, mixed with sex and alcohol. Faith and Wes, their calling cards. Fred was occupied repairing Wesley's neck. Which left one person for me to interrogate.

"Spike." Growling at the other vampire I left no doubt I wanted Cordelia's question answered and now.

[fredburkle]

I finished tying off all the arteries and doing all these things that I never knew I could do and then turned to grab one of the clean cloths Spike had gotten for me. I pressed it gently, but firmly against Wesley's throat and held it there. I looked at Cordelia, "I have no idea how I knew how to do all those things. I kept thinking, 'he's going to die' and then...it was there. All this knowledge about medicine and fixing people's hurts and...then I just...did it."

I looked at Angel who looked like he was going to throttle Spike and frowned, "Angel, don't kill Spike, he needs to go wave down the ambulance that we called for Mr. Knife-Happy here." I glanced down at Wesley who had passed out from blood loss, shock of the pain, or both. I frowned at him. Why? Why would he do something so incredibly stupid? I sighed and gently held the cloth to his neck and looked at Cordy, "So...how was your night?"

[buffys_bitch]

I wait to one side with the bits of cotton Fred had me go find. Not much I can do but hover, and watch with more than a little awe at what Fred's doing. I never knew she could patch up people like this. It puts a small smile on my face, but I try and suppress it, on account of Wesley leaking on the floor, and possibly dying (again) and such.

"Ambulance will be here soon, love." I murmur, and then hear a commotion out in the lobby. Sounds like another one of the blue-bitch's gateways, but I can't be bothered having a peek to be sure.

"Okay! What the hell is going on here. Oh my God, what happened?"

Cordelia strides in and I nod at her grimly.

"Spike."I roll my eyes at his growl and surly looking expression. Did he think I had something to do with this

[visiongirl]

I rolled my eyes as Spike and Angel exchanged their....exchange. This wasn't a time for snarky vampire rivalry. Wes was bleeding to death, pretty much all over the place too.

Walking up to the desk, I held a towel where Fred instructed me to as she started working to stop the bleeding. "Where did you learn to do this?" I asked her with wide eyes before looking down at Wesley again.

"You're gonna be fine, Wes. Just hold on." Taking his hand with my other free hand, I squeezed it lightly. "Please hold on." I knew he was depressed, I knew he needed help. Why hadn't I been here for him? Now he had to go and do something even more stupid than vision girl's trying to play with magic.