No longer sleeping the day away.

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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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"Anyway, we just..." Fred smiled crookedly and rather unconvincingly. "We should probably go, you need your rest."

"I'm glad you came by," Wesley said. "Really."

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"We wanted to see how you were doing for ourselves," Lorne said. "Angel might be a Champion, but he's no communicator. Getting details out of him is harder than getting on the good side of Mr. Blackwell's list."

"We still don't know much, but the doctor seems happy," Spike supplied.

Gunn nodded. He seemed the most distracted of the three of them, and Spike wondered if he'd had too many changes in his brain in too short of a time. "They've got good doctors here. You're in good hands. Okay, maybe 'good' isn't the right word. Skilled."

The door opened, admitting the nurse again.

"I really am going to have to insist that you leave," she said. "His rest is very important right now."

"We'll stop by again, if that's okay." Fred looked tentatively between Spike and Wesley for approval. "When you're doing better."

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"That would be nice," Wesley said, more relieved by everything that had just transpired than he could have put into words. Doing his best not to lose his composure, he looked up at Spike.

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Seeing the emotion in Wesley's eyes, Spike squeezed his hand before turning back to the others. "Thanks for coming," he said quietly and sincerely.

Gunn nodded. "I'm glad we could get in for even this long."

"Take care of yourself," Lorne said, patting Wesley gently on the leg. "Both of you."

Fred put her arm around Spike's back and gave him a half hug. "Call us if you need us, all right?" She added pointedly to Spike, "And don't forget to eat and sleep and stuff yourself, too."

"I'm fine," he assured her.

"Of course you aren't, but you will be." Fred squeezed him again, gave Wesley a fairly warm smile, given the confusion in her eyes, and left with the others.

"We should be able to get rid of some of these machines soon," the nurse said as she checked them over. "Are you ready for your medicine now?"

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Wesley waited until the door had closed before answering, "Yes. Thank you." He closed his eyes, feeling that if he looked at Spike's kind, worried face again, he might be overwhelmed by his emotions.

They forgave him.

The nurse finished fiddling with the IV and said, presumably to Spike, "See that he gets some rest."

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"I will," Spike replied and then went back to trying to read Wesley's expression, which seemed to be wavering somewhere around pained. He suspected that Wesley was trying to keep down what he was feeling, but Spike had no particular interest in letting him. As the door clicked shut behind the nurse he quietly said, "It was good they stopped by."