Title:  Thanks with Tears
Author: Janet Lynn (janet324@attbi.com)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: W/S/A

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Chapter 5


Angel sat back and enjoyed the feeling of the sun on his face.  He was
dreaming.  He was always in the sun in his dreams.  He sighed as he felt a
presence come up behind him.  He always enjoyed these dreams and now he was
about to be disturbed.

He turned around slowly to see what was coming between him and his quiet
time.  He froze when he saw the two people staring at him.  Willow and Spike
looked at him with the saddest look on there faces.

"What are you doing here?" he asked them.

"Waiting for you" Willow whispered.  "We need your help."

"Why me?" he asked.

"Need you, Sire" Spike whispered.  "You're the only one."

"I don't understand."  Angel was confused.  What did they expect him to do?

Willow reached up delicately with her fingers and began to undo the buttons
on her shirt.  When all the buttons were open, she pulled open her shirt to
reveal two round, pert breasts with a swirling black hole between them.  She
turned her head to Spike who began undoing his own shirt.  He also removed
his shirt to reveal that, he too had a black hole in the middle of his well
defined chest.

Angel stared at them for a moment.  The both of them, standing there topless
was an amazing sight.  They stood there staring at him.  Slowly, Angel began
to remove his own shirt.  He slowly opened it and was shocked to find that
there was a large hole in the middle of his chest.  He trailed his pale
fingers from his navel up his stomach to gently touch the darkness.  As he
reached the hole, he slowly pushed his fingers into his chest.  They met
with no resistance and he realized that he indeed had a hole in him.

Angel was brought out of analysis by Willow.  "We need your help and it
looks like you need ours."

"But I don't know what to do" Angel whispered.

"Fill us" Spike replied.

Unsure what he needed to do, Angel slowly walked over to Willow and pulled
her in a gentle embrace.  He leaned his head down and breathed in her
scent.  Willow pulled back and looked him in the eye.

"Fill me" she whispered.

Angel slowly descended until his lips were hovering over the redhead's soft,
pink lips.  As they connected, he felt her pain and grief.  It was as if
they had a connection through their kiss.  Angel began to weep as he pulled
in her sorrow through their kiss.  After a moment, he pulled back and looked
at her chest.  Slowly, the tears he cried began to drip down into the hole
and it began to close.

Understanding suddenly dawned on the dark vampire.  He realized that he
needed to share their pain, so he walked over to Spike and took him in his
arms.  Angel was surprised when his wayward childe offered no resistance.
The dark vampire gently cupped the younger man's cheek and leaned down to
taste his lips.

Feeling his childe's lips on his was quite a rush for Angel.  It had been so
long since he had tasted his favored one, that he quickly clutched the man
to his chest and crushed his lips to him.  He realized that this kiss was
different from the kiss with Willow.  He needed something different.  But he
was unsure what it could be.

As he broke away from the passionate kiss, Spike whispered "Sire".

That's when it hit Angel what Spike needed.  He needed his Sire.

Angel pulled Spike close again and kissed him with an unrestrained passion
he hadn't felt in much too long.  Spike opened his mouth to Angel's questing
tongue and moaned at the feeling the elder vampire was causing in him.  The
dark vampire quickly thrust his tongue into the younger mans mouth and
scraped his tongue on Spike's now emerging fangs.  As his Sire's blood
filled his mouth, Spike's knees buckled and he threatened to collapse on the
ground.  Angel held him close and deepened the kiss.  He took Spike's tongue
in his mouth and quickly impaled the muscle on his own fang and began to
drink down their combined fluids.

Quickly, they both pulled away and stared at each other.  Angel slowly
traced a finger around the hole in Spike's chest as he watched the blood
drip down begin to fill in the blackness there.

"Angel" the redheaded witch called.  Angel looked up at her to see that her
hole was smaller but not completely filled.

"What?" he asked.

"You" she said simply as she pointed to his chest.  The hole in his chest
was still as large and dark as it had been.  When he looked at his two
companions, they slowly began to make their way over to him.  When they
reached him, they both began to delicately touch his exposed back and
chest.  Butterfly kisses and gentle caresses began to move the dark vampire
and he reached over to embrace the two people gently loving him.  He heard
them begin to call his name.

"Angel...Angel."  Then he heard a horrible pounding and his name even louder.
"Angel!  Angel are you in there?  Cordelia has had another vision.  Angel?"

Slowly, Angel awoke from the strange and wonderful dream.  He didn't want to
leave.  He felt so...fulfilled with those two in his arms.  What did the dream
mean?  He would have to figure that out later.  Right now, he had a job to
do.

"I'm up, Wes" he called to the door.  "I'll be down in just a few minutes."

"Very well" the former watcher called back through the door.

Angel laid in the dark for a few more moments before rising out of his bed
and heading toward the bathroom.  Judging by the hard on he was sporting he
needed a cold shower.  A very cold shower.


Tbc...