In bed, but are they sleeping like good little ex-Watchers and vampires? Not yet, anyway.

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"You really should know better than to give me free license like that, love," Spike said, brushing his thumb along the line of Wesley's jaw.

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"Would you?" Wesley asked, grateful for more than one reason. He smiled sadly and reached out to touch Spike's face, his heart aching at how very important Spike had become to him in such a short period of time.

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Figuring out Wesley's mood was beyond Spike. He couldn't help but think that a few minutes before Wesley would have begged him not to go anywhere, but there was no reason not to get him something to drink. "Be right back," he said, pushing the covers off of himself.

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Wesley tracked Spike with his eyes as the vampire sat up. "Thank you," he said. A moment alone was probably what he needed, and the water wouldn't hurt either. He couldn't shake the feeling that this was somehow their last night together -- that in the morning, the real world would reassert itself and take away the one thing that had been providing solace.

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Spike gave Wesley a very faint smile and left the room. He didn't even try to avoid the temptation of the whiskey but grabbed the bottle on his way to the kitchen and took a couple of long swallows while standing in front of the refrigerator. He was not going to be upset, he told himself; Wesley was drunk, his life was falling apart, and it would go against the laws of nature if he were thinking clearly. About anything.

He took one last sip, put the whiskey on the counter, and grabbed two bottles of water from the refrigerator before heading back to the bedroom.

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As soon as Spike had gone, Wesley rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, taking deep breaths and trying, without much success, to convince himself that things would be all right. He felt slightly nauseated, but suspected it was more for emotional reasons than physical ones, and when Spike reappeared in the doorway he felt a profound sense of relief. "You came back," he said stupidly.

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"I said I would," Spike said, hesitating for a very brief instant before walking over to put both bottles on the nightstand beside Wesley. "I can go again, if you want."

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"No," Wesley said, very sure of the words. "I don't want you to go. The last thing I want is for you to go."

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Spike's smile was slightly warmer as he walked around the bed and got in the other side. "Have some water, pet," he said, getting settled flat on his back. The rough edges of the world were beginning to blur again, thanks to the alcohol, and he welcomed the feeling wholeheartedly.