Sorry about the wait, hope you enjoy this chapter.
Title: - Truthful Angel
Author donnaredmasters
Genre M/M
Pairings/Characters Angel/Spike
Rating NC17 (just to be safe, might
not be)
Disclaimer Joss's wonderful creation,
all rights are his. Just playing
Warnings M/M relationship, eventually,
nothing graphic, some fighting of Demons. If
you want graphic sex, violence, rape etc its Not here.
Notes this is my first fanfic, and I
hope you like it. Nothing graphic as
although I do read graphic stories my imagination does not go that may. Would not come naturally to me.
Acknowledgements For great beta-ing
and support mandarin226 and stakeaclaim who heard the bare minimum of
plot, and encouraged me to get on with it, but told me to give it a try. Wonderful story banner by krazzy_cee, thank
you all so much
Summary. Don't
want to give too much away but Angel has a plan and Spike is the centre
of it!
Truthful Angel Chapter Seven
Winslow looked up; it had been an
unsettling three days. Since they had come
back from the fight with the Kil'haw demons, they had not seen much of
either Angel or Spike.
"Winnie, what is wrong, ye look fret?"
Layla asked concerned.
"The situation with Angel and Spike is
worrying me. I think Spike's mental health
may not be up to the challenge imposed by this talent.
It has been three days, had he been hurt physically he would
have recovered by now."
"Mental health? Are
you saying he is crazy" Layla asked.
"The family were never the strongest
mentally. Angel withdrew for a hundred
years after he got his soul, while Drusilla Spike's sire, was quite
insane." Winslow worried the end of a
pencil, and frowned.
"So you think what, that our vampire
friend has gone loony tunes?" Layla
quirked an eyebrow, as she perched on Winslow's desk.
"I am not sure. It
is not a good time for both Angel and Spike to be preoccupied. Ronnie is trying to get a case started for
harassment. I got a phone call from an
insider at W&H this morning. The sooner we eliminate the threat the better. If only we could find out his HQ."
"Angel has not left Spikes side since
we came back. Delilah said she went down
to leave some blood in the fridge for them, and saw him in bed, spooned
against Spike."
"If only he were Spike's sire, such
comfort being offered would make a difference. I
overheard him tell Faith that he is feeding Spike his blood. While it is family blood, sire's blood is the
best for a vampire."
"Maybe too much information. Those books sure do get into the heart of the
matter. For most slayers though I would
think, stake, beheading and fire is all they need to know about
vampires. Glad we have the data, if it
helps us with our souled champions," Layla
said, crossing her legs.
The door which led to the sitting room
opened, reveling Spike standing there. He
held the doorway, looking shaken. "I need
to talk to Delilah," he stated, then turned to a reclining chair and
sat down.
Winslow walked in, and looked at the
vampire. Spike was always pale, but he did
indeed look even paler, his hair sleep tousled and with only pj bottoms
on. "I 'll get Delilah; she is upstairs. Are you sure I can't help you with anything,"
Winslow asked.
"May need your help later, but right
now I need an understanding ear. If I talk
to you, you'd research the hell out of everything, and not give me the
help I need. Layla would be into the fray
as quick a lightening, and try to sort things out with her fists. That's why I like her so much; she's like
me," Spike replied softly, with a smile.
"I'll get Delilah for you." Winslow walked away; as Layla came in and held
Spike's hand. He still looked frail and
not full of his usual buster. That more
than anything worried her.
"You will tell me what is wrong soon
you Sassenach. Can't be one man down." She
smiled, ruffling his hair.
"Soon, after I talk to Delilah. She's the sympathetic one, and always good
with a listening ear. I guess I need that
just now. I don't know what to think about
what is going on in my head." Spike
replied, squeezing her hand.
Delilah and Winslow walked in, looking
at Spike Delilah moved towards Layla. "Right you two, time to leave. Consulting room for troubled vampires open,
and we don't need interested by-standees, no matter how concerned." Delilah ushered the two friends out.
Winslow shot a glance at Spike and
whispered to Delilah, "Tell us what is going on as soon as you can. We will help as much as possible."
Spike replied, "Thanks but I heard
that; vampire you know. My senses haven't
been impaired."
Delilah sat on the couch; she gave
Spike a quizzical look, "Right then, something bad must have happened
for you to want a serious talk. What is
wrong?" Her voice was soft and concerned.
"Delilah, I think Angel is my sire,
but that is not possible. I must be going
crazy again. The school basement type;
without the help of the First. All me this
time!" Spike exclaimed.
"Angel? Your
sire? What makes you think that?" Delilah leaned forward, interest in her eyes.
"It's in his blood, and not only that
I am getting these emotions from him. Emotions
such as love, trust, concern. All positive
things; he always gave off negative vibes before. It's
very powerful for a vampire to feel these strong emotions in vampire
blood especially from a sire, and the worrying thing is my soul is
rejoicing in the warmth I feel from him." Spike
sighed, looking directly at Delilah; she could see the confusion in the
golden-brown-haired vampire's stunning blue eyes.
"Have you spoken to Angel about this? Had any rational explanation from him? If you feel this as strongly as you say, he
might have the answers." Delilah gently
said.
"What? Tell
the poof that I'm going mad? After ten
years of mourning he came here to help me with this talent he is so
sure of. He must be worried about this,
maybe enough that he considers me a danger. I'm
weak at present, I can't fight him. What
if he considers me such a peril to others he will fight me? Stake me even? He
is not one to discuss his plans, just make them and expect everyone to
go along with them. When he tells you that
is, and then it is usually too late to do something else."
Spike was getting agitated and had started to ramble.
"Then Spike he would have the rest of
the Mavericks to deal with. I think even
Faith will be on our side, and she is his strongest ally.
He would need to convince us that something is so badly wrong
with you, or he would have to get through us." Delilah
reassured
"I know, Luv; I just don't know what
is wrong with my head. I haven't had a
moment to myself. He only leaves my side to get blood, then feeds me
his. Maybe I am delirious, I don't know." Spike sat defeated in the chair; he had his
head in his hands, when a familiar scent reached his nostrils. Angel was coming towards the room.
As Angel entered, Winslow and Layla
joined him. They were the curious types
and had been listening at the door. Angel
made his way over to Spike, looking concerned. "Should
you be up Spike? Are you sure you are
strong enough?"
Spike stood shakily to his feet, he
drew himself up and looked up to Angel. "Look I'm confused, but
physically I'm still strong. No need to
worry about me." He sat back down as if
his outburst had taken all his strength, but still looked defiantly at
Angel.
Angel
merely lifted him up as if he weighed nothing and settled him on his
knee, running his hands through his hair. "I can tell you're confused,
my boy. It comes through the bloodlink; it
is in your saliva. I just don't fully know
what the dilemma is.
"I sense you are my sire, and you have
these warm fuzzy feeling for me, and you don't understand my dilemma? Maybe you could explain that, because I can't
find any explanation," Spike demanded.
Angel held Spike closer, as the door
opened, and Faith entered with the two boys.
"Hi guys, something going on? Are we having a meeting no-one told me about,"
she asked looking round the room.
"Faith I think we have a situation,
Spike is feeling some sort of link with Angel. It
happened when Angel fed Spike some of his blood. Maybe
you could quickly tend to the two boys and get back so we can all
discuss this and if it has any effect on how we handle Ronnie."
Winslow moved towards the two boys,
lifting Zak up as Delilah put a reassuring hand on Lennie's shoulder.
"Sure the boys would love some baked
beans on toast. That's a great staple of
the UK,
gotta get into the culture." With a frown
at Angel and Spike, Faith took the boys to the kitchen.
"While
Faith is gone, we should not get too involved in explanations, if this
has any affect on how we handle Ronnie, how soon we can do the locator
spell with the jacket Faith removed from the lieutenant before she
dusted him and we find the head quarters. We
have no idea how many will be there and we need all of you to be at
full fighting ability before we do it," Winslow stated.
They
had needed an item from one of the main participants to do a full
locator spell, the ones Delilah had already tried had not worked. This should pinpoint
the location where the jacket had spent the most time.
Vampire
families often stayed together, so the lieutenant, being the childe of
Ronnie would have spent most of his time at his headquarters.
Spike was soothed by Angel's
attentions and looked groggy. This was
something Layla watched, a wary look in her eye. "I
don't like how dependant Spike seems. He's
too attached to Angel, that's not a good sign."
"It is perfectly alright Layla," Angel
said. "I will have to watch out for Spike,
but this will help him to use his mind control better.
It will enhance his ability to manipulate others minds if he is
in a steady relationship. That can only be
aided if it is his sire."
"That's as maybe Angel, but it is well
documented that Drusilla is Spike's sire. She
is not here. How does that help us?" Winslow questioned.
"Oi! Wanker,
who said I wanted to be in a steady relationship with you!" Spike
exclaimed trying to get out of Angel's arms.
"It's in your saliva when you feed
from me, I know the feelings you have been hiding from me." Angel smiled.
"Oh
hold on, you spend a century hiding your feelings because of your
catholic upbringing, but I am just supposed to shrug of my sheltered
Victorian upbringing. I know a lot of
people think the Victorians where the biggest hypocrites out, but I
really did follow those values." Spike was
genuinely shocked.
"Yes Spike, but you're like me. You're blended with a demon, and have demon
wants and desires," Angel soothed. "Since
I blended with my demon after the battle, I 've been able to
acknowledge my feelings for you. Maybe if
you give yourself time to get accustomed to these feelings you could be
happy with me."
Spike looked up at Angel, then cast
his gaze downwards. "I had a crush on
you," he whispered.
"What, little one?" Angel smiled,
stroking his back, comfortingly.
"When I was a fledge, while you were
training me, I had a crush on you," Spike repeated.
Angel held Spike closer, and made to
rise with Spike in his arms. Winslow moved
forward towards Angel. "I would like an
explanation as to how Spike senses you are his sire" Winslow demanded.
"I've missed something?"
Faith re-entered the room.
"It seems that Angel is now Spike's
sire; and I would like to know how that is possible," Winslow answered
her.
Angel sat back, and Spike perked up,
but remained in his arms.
"I found a ritual which would take
Drusilla's claim from Spike. His sire-ship
would pass to me. It was dangerous, but I
did it," Angel replied.
"We would like to know why you did it
then, and what you did," Winslow enquired.
"I tracked down Drusilla, she was
weak and had no support. It was easy for
me to convince her to come with me, which she did.
I then took her to the family I had found who needed her to
drain their excess blood." Angel continued.
"Yes, you explained that you had found
donor's for Drusilla, but didn't explain about the ritual." Delilah softly enquired.
"The ritual entailed me draining
Drusilla three times over the course of a week. The
family were able to replace Drusilla's blood. This
meant that no-one died because of the ritual. If
it had not been for the family I would have to have minions bring two
people a night to be drained by Drusilla. Of
course I could not allow this," Angel explained.
"I still do not understand why you
embarked on such a dangerous ritual," Winslow
demanded.
Angel was getting irritated, and felt
that Winslow was being too demanding. Spike
felt these emotions through the blood-link, and tried to sooth him,
stroking his cheek, Angel smiled and continued to explain.
"It
was better for my plans to train Spike, as his sire if anything were to
happen to him, as it has, I would be able to feed him my blood and he
would recover quicker."
"I see Angel. Were
there any other dangers?" Winslow had
never heard of this ritual before, and his enquiring mind wanted more
information.
"After the week during which I was
draining Drusilla, we both had fits. The
family protected and fed us. It also meant
I was able to drink human blood, I recovered quickly and so did
Drusilla. The Blood-link has passed to
myself. Any vampires Drusilla made are now
mine." Angel patiently continued.
"How did draining Drusilla allow you
to take her position over? You were able
to acquire her childe from her?" Winslow
doggedly asked.
"Her blood held the trackers that gave
her the position of sire. When I was
draining her they passed on to me. It
means my blood has the same properties that Drusilla's would for Spike. I can give him the nourishment that Drusilla
could. It is essential with his seducer
talent," Angel replied soothed my Spike's attentions.
Spike had moved on to stroking his back now.
"I
see Angel, I would like any research you did on this ritual, and I will
follow it up, especially if it has any bearing on Spike's health. Or your own." Winslow
gave Angel a worried look, the interdependence of the two vampires
could be a weakness, and he had to know more. He
hoped that Angel was right and this event would lead to them being
stronger, but he wanted to be sure.
Angel got up, and Spike stood beside
him. Spike still looked a little dazed and
he leaned on Angel. "I think Spike and I
need to heal. It shouldn't take any more
than a day, and we shall be back to full strength I'm sure. I'll get you the books to read later Winslow."
Spike and Angel left the rest of the
Mavericks. They hoped Angel was right and
Spike would make a full recovery soon, they would all be needed if they
tracked down Ronnie's HQ.