You are always my Angel (Bellinda & artbabe33445)
 

This rp is between me an art no one else posts here but us

Its been a few months but Giles and the others had bad an hard choice but to lock Spike up in the tomb in the graveyard. Spike had been getting way out of hand ever since Spike came back form an place that had been totured from. He also had been implanted with an clip which was hard for him to feed on humans anymore. As it just made him more crazier than ever. So they locked up Spike in the tomb and Giles knew there was only one person that might go thru to him and he called up Angel to come down.

Angel had been feeling something was wrong all day long. He'd had Lorne read him and constantly checked on Cordy seeing if she had had any visions. The worry was a deep knot in his gut, forcing him to drink a bottle of jack just to get to sleep. His sleep was interrupted by a loud ring.

His cell phone vibrated on the counter pulling his focus out of the dream world and into reality. " 'hello?"

"Angel." Angel was suddenly wide awake at the sound of Giles' voice.

"What's wrong? Is it Buffy?" The large vamp quickly out of bed pulling on his pants, and a shirt. Giles interrupts him stopping his rant.

"No...Angel it's Spike. We need you down here now." Angel nearly dropped his phone at the thought of his Childe in trouble.

"What happened?"

"Spike has lost himself...He needs you...this isn't the matter we should talk over the phone. I will explain everything else when you get here. Just hurry Angel before it is too late to save him from himself." with that Giles hangs up the phone. He would wait until Angel arrives before he explains everything that happen to Spike. Every bit of info which he knew most of it was his fault. He had told Angel about how he was taking and torture even the clip that was implanted in his head.

"Angel...I know it was you that truely sired Spike. I'm sorry we had did this to him locking him up like an animal. But I thought it was the best way to keep him from hurting others." taking an sip of his drink. "Please forgive me. I just never thought he was at risk of hurting himself. Especial since well he hasn't feed for an while. He had refused from taking any blood from us but maybe he would for you..at lease by force."

Angel nearly drops the phone at Giles' words recognizing him as Spike's sire. It was a rarely known fact, most assumed tat because of Drusilla's and Spike's close nature that she had turned him. In reality his childe was far to insane to turn the boy. He remembered the night very well. The memories flooded back as the older vampire started his car and pulled onto the highway heading for Sunnydale.

Dru had spotted the boy at a party; immediately pulling on Angelus' sleeve like a petulant child. "There daddy, there is the bright star. He play's love's fool. Always wanting never wanted. A light to your darkness." The scourge of Europe found himself taking and unnecessary breath at the sight of the young man before him. He was lithe and supple, but clearly shy and inexperienced in all things of the world. After the boy's embarrassing experience at the hands of the young lady and her boe, Angelus made his way over to the golden child. He stood behind the blond poet and leaned into his ear, whispering in his deep baroque. "You should n'er listen to fools such as that boyo. You have a gift with the spoken language, Mr. ?"

Wide blue eyes turned and looked up into his deep brown. His pale skin was flushed a light pink as he blushed. "William Pratt, sir. T-thank you for you complement, but I think it is undeserved. May I-I inquire as to your name and the name of y-your companion?" Angelus felt a deep anger at the words, how could a glorious creature such as this. He motioned for Dru, she sauntered over treading her arm through his.

"This is Druscilla and I'm Angelus. My dear this vision is William Pratt." Dru immediately imprinted on the boy flowing into her prophetic prose. Much to the boy's credit he took her insanity in his stride, only slightly unnerved. She latched onto his arm and Angelus' guiding them to a corner booth.

Angel was shocked out of the deep by a horn and the bright lights of a car coming straight towards him. He swerved and was soon back on his way. He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts to focus on his task, but his thoughts were filled his favorite childe. Damn it Spike, I'm coming....

Giles had told him before hanging up he would be meeting him at the cemetory tomb where he and the others had to lock him up. He crosses his arms and paces watching those familer headlights of Angel's car. Giles looks over at the door hearing Spike's screams "Come on Angel hurry." says. As it did sound like Spike was getting worst by the hour.

Inside Spike was seeing things before he trys to tackle whatever he was seeing which he ran into an pilar. He falls over winces in pain and laughs crazy mumbling words even an human wouldn't understand nor anyone else.

Angel pulled into the graveyard looking for Giles familiar form. He spotted him in front of the large tomb pacing. The large vampire stopped the car suddenly and raced towards the watcher. As he approached the tomb he could hear his child's unholy screams of pain and anguish. His dead heart froze in his chest, and he gasped for unnecessary breath. Oh my childe, what have they done to you?

"Giles what is going on?" Angel growled out barley able to control his inner demon at the howls of his childe's pain. His eyes couldn't leave from the door to the tomb.

Giles looks over seeing Angel arriving as he could tell by the bigger vampire's face he wasn't to happy. "He is seeing things again...its been getting worst. I even got Willow to try to help him with her witchcraft but it didn't work." he felt bad before he moves over and unlocks the door. He opens it for Angel and looks over at him "Maybe once he gets some blood in him maybe then he would stop seeing things.." says watching him. As inside Spike had calm down only sencing someone familer was here but he was still bad.

Angel nods and finally looks at the watcher. "I need you to bring me as much blood as you can and a change of clothes for Spike. I want you to pack up anything of his that you may have and put it in my car. We'll be leaving in the morning." The older vamp left before he could answer and headed down into the crypt. The stench of death and fear is rank in the air burning Angel's nose, he can hear his childe whimpering. He starts to emit a low purr that rumbles from deep in his chest.

Spike was likely in a feral state from the lack of blood in his system, and the purring would calm his childe. The crypt is dark, but Angel can make out the shape of vampire huddled in the corner. Crazed whispers fill the air followed by a painful wail. The older vamp stops in his tracks and stands in the center of the room. It is best to let the frightened vamp come to him. "William I'm h're boyo. Sire's h're. Come ta me childe."

Giles listens to him and guessing he must be taking Spike back to LA. he leaves the cemetery to get the stuff that Angel told him to get. While Giles was gone and Angel entered where Spike was as the small vampire remains curled in the corner even after Angel said come to him. "The pain...make it stop...stop.." then he begans to laugh. He seem to calm down seeing Angel near. Even if he was staring at him didn't mean he was really looking at him.

Spike slowly comes out and slowly cawls over like an baby. As he was to weak to stand on his own and so he crawls over. As it had been an hour since Angel was trying to call him over and it did give time for Giles to come back. He had already put Spike's things in his car before he carefully walks into the tomb with the bottles of blood. Spike heard another pair of foot steps which cause him to go back where he was.

Damn it Giles! Angel curses silently, he was going to have to take matters into his own hands. He steps back a little turning his head a little to call to the watcher at the entrance of the tomb. "Giles, leave the blood just inside and shut the door. Don't let anyone in until I come out. Alright?" Giles makes no noise, but the sound of the tomb's door closing tells Angel that the watcher had heard him.

The little light that the open door had provided is gone now. Angel takes a moment to let his superior vision adjust to the darkness still purring in his chest. He makes his way over slowly to his childe, they can't wait for Spike to make a move and come forward. Once he reaches the huddled and shaking mass Angel sits in the dirt and rot. "Spike...William...come to here NOW!" He last word is laced with powerful magic. It calls to the one dormant sire bond in both of them causing a deep ache in Angel's chest, that he knows must be mirrored in his childe's. "Come to me...I'm here Will, nothing will hurt you. Let Sire take care of you."

Angel leans forward and uses his speed to pull the other vampire to his chest. The vamp in his arms is near skin and bones. Anger flares in the pit of the older vamp's stomach. He tucks Spike's head under his chin placing a few kisses to the clammy forehead. "It'll be alrig't boyo. I gocha now..." Vamping out Angel tears into the artery in his wrist and lets the blood flow filling the room with the sent of the powerful blood. He presses the bleeding appendage to his childe's lips. "Common Will...you 'ave to drink."

Spike shivers as he heard the door closed once Giles left the tomb. He still could sence Angel was still here before he gets pulled into his sire's arms. He shivers even more and winces in pain due to how skinny he was. He felt Angel kissing his forehead which made him calm down. Spike pants alittle once his nose caught the scent of blood being spilled before he felt the familer wetness hitting his lips. Spike soon grabs onto Angel's wrist and begans to feed from him he couldn't help but to let out an moan when the blood hits his taste buds.

"T'ere ya go boyo. It'll be alright." His purring reaches an all time high and he moans at the feeling of his child feeding. The sire-child bond thrums in delight at the feeling of the two so close. Angel lets his childe feed freely until he can feel himself start to weaken from the loss of blood. Rather than extract the feeding vampire he nestles William close to his chest using his free arm to support his cherished package. Angel stands slowly and walks to retrieve the bottled blood at the front of the tomb. He sits back down and twists open the blood. Nearly gagging on the taste of the cold fluid Angel keeps drinking until it is empty. The older vampire leans back after he finishes adjusting William in his arms making sure Spike can still feed from his wrist.

Angel rubs a gentle hand over the tousled blond curls and lets the feeling of joy from having his beloved childe in his arms wash over him. "Oh William, what have they done to you?" Another kiss is pressed to the pale skin.

It takes alittle bit longer before he finally lets go. He coughs alittle kinda gagging on the last bit of blood but he did felt better. The things he had been seeing had vanished. Spike closes his eyes for an moment resting against the older vampire before he opens his eyes. He looks around in the darkness before he looks up only being able to see some of him in the dark. "Angel? What are you doing here?" seeing he had forgotten or couldn't remember much about what happen to him. At lease he felt better but he was still weak even after he had feed from his sire.

Angel hissed as Spike's fangs pulled out of his arm, then licked the remaining blood from his wrist the potent saliva closing the wound. Tucking the younger vamp closer to his chest enjoying the feel of his childe in his arms. He looks down at the blond as he speaks. "You don't remember. No that makes since, you were half dead...deader. Giles called me nearly in a panic, said you han'd been eating. He said you disappeared after you came back from L.A. What happened? When I found you were half starved to madness."

Spike looks at Angel and stares at him for an long time feeling that Angel had been very worried about him. He looks away and sighs gently shakes some of his hair from his face even thought his hair was so messed up. Spike shakes his head "It happen to fast..all I remember waking up somewhere tied up and having this major headache. I tryed to escape but I think they some how took my strenght with some kind of spell or something." closes his eyes and rubs his head abit. "I don't remember much after that I guess thats when I had gone mad."

Angel runs his hands through Spike's hair tucking it behind the blond's ear fondly. He rubs his face against his boy's purring loudly in comfort. "It's alight childe, will figure everything out later." The larger vampire leans forward and places his nose in his childe's hair breathing deeply trying to catalog the sents on him. He could smell many of the familiar places in Sunnydale. Giles, the Scooby gang and Buffy were all on his skin as well. Pulling Spike closer he breathed in under his childe's hair on the back of his hair. He found a small scar running down the base of his skull. It was highly unusual for a vampire to have any scars. "Spike did you hurt yourself back here at all?

Spike closes his eyes and rested his head on Angel's shoulder as he felt him smelling him. He soon opens his eyes once he heard the question about the scar. He reaches behind his head and felt abit as he tryed to remember he only remembered abit of about it. "I think I woke up once during my captured that hearing alot of people mainly an doctor talking to the others about a chip in my head. And the next thing I remember trying to attack an human and having one bloody hell of pain shooting in my skull." sighs gently and shakes his head "No wonder why I refused to feed because I couldn't. Without getting an bloody headache."

Angel's purring suddenly stopped as Spike told him what he remembered. A low growl of anger filled the crypt. He wanted blood and body parts flying through the air at what had been done to his childe. He needed a name. The larger vampire continues to smell the boy. Pulling off Spike's shirt Angel scented up his arms. There was familiar scent, something he had smelled recently...when Buffy came to get Faith from him. What had she said...a new boyfriend. Angel tucked his head under Spike's chin and tasted the skin. He could taste serializing fluid and gun powder. "Do you remember any of the people?"

Spike blinks as if he could blush he would but he couldn't since he was an vampire after all. He felt Angel remove his shirt and all as he probbly figure he would smell an familer scent on him knowing it was Buffy. He wasn't sure if he should tell him about his relationship with the slayer or not. But of course he really couldn't call it a relationship with the ups and downs they had. He sighs gently and shakes his head "Sorry Angel..nothing is coming to me...maybe because how much blood I haven't had or anything. Once I think of something maybe I will say something. But I think I have told the others maybe Giles or even Buffy would say something."

Angel pulled his childe closer tucking the vampire under his chin. "It's alright boyo...we'll just take this one as it comes. You need to eat more, can't have you dying on me." The older vampire bit deeply into his wrist and pressed it to Spike's lips. He waited patiently while the other vampire fed. His eyes slowly glossed over and his mind traveled back to better times.

Drucilla was splayed across Angelus' lap. He was absentmindedly running a hand through her soft hair. They had just finished feeding on a family of four and were laying in the remains of the group. Drucilla licked the remainder of the blood from her fingers and sighed happily. Looking up at her master, "Daddy, when are you going bring our shiny boy home. Your dark soul needs it companion. Grandmama will be mad." Dru leaned up sitting in his lap and put both hands on his face. "But she'll leave you, we'll all leave you. He won't even over the years he will always be there. His light will guide you..." Angelus' eyes widened, could that boy really be that important.

Dru's eyes suddenly refocused and she looked over the dead bodies in the room. "Daddy, I'm still hungry." She flipped back to looking in Angelus' eyes. "Let's find some more tasty people." He laughed hardily at the young vampire in his arms.

"Alrigh' me dark princess. W'ere should we get some more food for me girl." They left that night to continue their slaughter killing at least eight more people, the last few weren't even used as food. A few hours before dawn Dru had left to go appease 'grandmummy'. Angelus was stalking through the streets of London enjoying the night air. It was then he heard a small gasp of pain and sorrow. Looking down an alley he spotted someone he wasn't expecting. "William."

The boy was hunched over on himself a hand on his mouth covering his sobbs. At Angelus' words he looked up and tried to stop crying. "Mr. Angelus...I-I-" In an uncommon act of mercy the vampire entered the alley and pulled the crying young man into his arms.

"Hey now...what's all this? Did those fools 'urt you again?" Angelus already knew the answers to the question, but listened intently. After a long tearful explanation of the nights events the vampire had a new list of victims. Then the young man looked up at him through thick blond eye lashes, and Angelus pressed his lips to the young man's soon the boy was moaning in his arms. He pulled back and looked at the boy. "I want you to come wit' me boyo. You'll never wan' for anything, be mine." He vamped out quickly and started to drain the boy. The boy was the sweetest he had ever tasted. He licked the wound closed and cut into his own wrist. "Drink and live..."

Angel fell back to the present, Spike was there in his arms and he wouldn't give anything to replace that moment.

(p.s. you totally don't have to write this much. The literary bug, just kinda hit.)

William looks at Angel and soon smells his blood flowing again. He grabs Angel's wrist and sinks his fangs into his sire wrist and feeds again. He closes his eyes and rests against Angel while feeding while his mind wonders over the years since he had been turned. There was many times he was away from Angel and many times he was together but he knew he wouldn't never change abit of it. Even thought he had grown strong and a name for himself but there was some part that still remains. The same romantic person he always been. And also the love he shared with Angel as they praticely nearly shared things together.

But of course he knew one person still hated him very much for it. Someone that had sired the bigger vampire. Someone that was very jealous because Angel gives Spike much more love than he shows to her. He knew one day that she would try to do something soon.

After an while he gets his fill and lets go licking the blood that was around Angel's wound. He takes an deep sigh before he looks up at him "Take me home..I want to go back with you. There is nothing else more here for me. I have already grown tired of this place and also I have cause to much trouble here for the others. I'm sure they won't miss me much." says calmy.

(lol it still tickles me how well you can do Dru)

Angel leaned forward slightly and licked the last of his blood from Spike's lips. "Waste not, want not." Upon hearing Spike's request the older vampire's cold dead lump in his chest gave a beat. Angel had longed for this ever since that dark day during the boxer rebellion. The last day his childe was his. "Alright. I-I have missed you, William." He pressed a deep kiss onto the golden childe's lips. Running a large hand over the back of Spike's head he deepened the kiss and tangled his fingers in the blond hair. Slowly he parted their lips and smiled at the vampire in his arms. He was still as handsome as the night Angel had turned him. There were a few new scars, but the smile, and the way that the light shone in his eyes was all his William.

The deep purring started up again, the older vampire rubbing his his face over the other, marking him with his sent. It was something a sire did with well beloved childer. The weight of his blood sacrifice hit him like a stake to the stomach. Angel leaned his head against Spike's shoulder and reached blindly for the other bottle of blood. "Spike...I need that other bottle if you can reach it."

Spike felt Angel licking the blood from his lips letting out an deep sigh. He soon gets kissed by Angel and held him closely. Oh how he missed the taste of Angel's lips on his own. The smell. The gentle touch only he gave to him. Nothing about him has change well especial the soul but it had to be better than an chip in his head. He wonder if Angel could do anything about it but right now he need to tend to his sire. Watches him once the kiss was broken. He nods and smiles as he reaches over and grabs the bottle and opens it up for him. William would help him out as he held onto the bottle so Angel wouldn't drop it. "Once you recover I think we should leave..it won't be long until it is dawn."

Angel took big swallows of the cold thick liquid, nearly coughing the last of it up. He swallowed hard and cleared his throat trying to get rid of the taste sitting in his mouth. "God that is vile." Leaning back against the rough stone wall the older vampire tried to listen to Spike. "Thank you...If dawn's only in a few hours we should probably bunk somewhere until sunset again. I can't get us back to Los Angeles that quickly. What about Buffy's house, I remember her having a nice warm basement. Or we could try the mansion. There were still a few light proof rooms downstairs." Angel rubbed a thumb under Spike's eye on his cheek. "I know you don't want to stay, but it's best if sleep and then leave. I'm not exactally working at full speed and you still need rest."

"So what's it to be, the mansion or Buffy's?"

Spike chuckles and sets the bottle down as he looks at him "Yea I know that..for how much you let me feed on you.." thinks on what he said to say. "Its best to go to the mansion...Buffy had thread me if I ever go near her she would stake me. Even after I told her to kill me because I couldn't stand this chip going off." sighs genty as he stares down. (Sorry had abit of an writers block lol)