Amazingly enough getting out of bed. Is that allowed?

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"What do you need?" Spike asked, watching Wesley for any sign of wooziness or soreness. "I'll get it for you." Wesley's comment about finding his overprotectiveness irritating echoed in his head, and he took a mental but not physical step back. "Sorry. I'll run the bath."

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Wesley knew that with some rest and some food and drink in him, he'd soon be feeling back to normal -- which, admittedly, these days was still not quite one hundred percent, but he was getting there. He went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, taking out the carton of orange juice and setting it on the countertop. Then he got the largest glass he could find, filled it, and put the juice back.

Walking carefully, feeling only the slightest bit light-headed, he went back to the bathroom, where the water was running.

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"Get your drink?" Spike asked as Wesley appeared in the doorway. To keep from looking up and escorting Wesley to a seat, he busied himself with adjusting the hot water tap to make the bath a bit warmer.

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"Yes." Wesley took several large swallows, then set the glass down and went over to sit beside Spike on the edge of the bathtub, using his hands to turn Spike to face him, looking into his eyes.

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"Hello, pet," Spike said with a smile, trying very hard to look unconcerned.

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"I'm fine," Wesley said. "You know that? Or is there something else upsetting you?"

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Spike sighed, dropping the act. "I know you're better," he said, "and I think I'm finally past worrying over papercuts, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to want to look after you."