A vast array of emotions flickered across Wesley's face, and he tensed beneath Spike's hands. Spike could hear his heart pounding and his breathing becoming harsher. "I didn't do anything. It's okay. You're okay," he assured him, hoping that he was speaking the truth. "You've got to focus. Remember where you are."
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Date: 2004-01-11 09:42 pm (UTC)