May 10th, 2004

tank girl


Recovery Spike woke to the sensation of fingers combing through his hair in a soothing, repetitive motion. He made appreciative noises that made his head fondler giggle, then cough. Spike sat upright, suddenly wide awake.

"You're awake!" He poured her a glass of water. "Statement of the bleeding obvious, but you're awake."

It had been four days since Spike had carried Dawn's broken and bleeding body from the apartment Angelus had holed up in and he'd been practically glued to her side ever since. Much to the distress of the doctors who operated on Dawn. While they had managed to convince Spike that he couldn't enter a sterile area, they'd had to perform the operation with a frantic vampire smooshed against the glass of the observation window like a novelty car window ornament.

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