No longer sleeping the day away.
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reality_bendsContinued from here.
A little thrill went through Spike every time he heard those words. "I love you, too. So much. The thought of losing you was - " He broke off, not wanting to put that burden on Wesley. It wasn't his fault or his problem. "Let's just say I'm glad you're as strong as you are."
A little thrill went through Spike every time he heard those words. "I love you, too. So much. The thought of losing you was - " He broke off, not wanting to put that burden on Wesley. It wasn't his fault or his problem. "Let's just say I'm glad you're as strong as you are."
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Date: 2004-10-26 10:43 am (UTC)"It was about as much fun as visiting my dear old mother," Lorne said with a grimace as he walked over to the foot of Wesley's bed.
Fred and Gunn trailed after him, and Spike stepped sideways toward Wesley's head to give them room, loosening his grip on his hand in case Wesley wanted to pull away.
"How are you doing?" Fred asked, including both Wesley and Spike in the question.