Scene: The next morning
When Buffy woke up she found Angel sitting and waiting for her in the closet. After he had drifted off last night she had left the door to the closet open so she could watch him and slept on the bed.
Buffy:
You should be sleeping.
He had barely slept at all last night, and refused to go back to sleep.
Buffy:
So, what do you want to do today?
He stared back at her and tilted his head slightly trying to understand her. After a few seconds he looked back down at the floor.
Buffy:
It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. Lets get you something to eat. You must be starving.
He looked up at the suggestion of feeding.
Buffy:
Come on.
She took his hand in hers and led him to the kitchen. She had pulled all the curtains closed last night when they returned from the school. She sat him down on one of the stools in the kitchen, and went to the frig to get his breakfast. She took out one of the packets of blood and turned to find Angel staring aimlessly around the room. She poured the blood into a mug and heated it up in the microwave. She brought the mug over to the island where he was sitting and placed it in front of him. He had been looking around the room like he had done with the bedroom last night, but at the smell of blood he had focused on Buffy and the blood she had sat in front of him.
Angel:
Buffy?
Buffy:
You can eat.
She pushed the mug forward.
Buffy:
It’s warm. I hope it’s enough.
He looked down at the mug then back up at her, confused. It was as if he couldn’t believe she was giving him food.
Buffy:
It’s food. Aren’t you hungry?
Angel:
Food.
Surprised he had said a word that wasn’t here name she ran at him and hugged him.
Buffy:
That’s right.
He had tensed the the moment her arms went around him.
Buffy:
I’m sorry.
She released him.
Buffy:
I didn’t mean to scare you. Are you hungry?
Angel:
Hungry.
Buffy:
Good. Here yea go.
She handed him the mug. She waited until he was finished to ask her next question.
Buffy:
Do you remember what that is? What you eat?
He looked at her, then back at the empty mug. He sat there silently for a few moments, then looked back up at her. He handed the mug back to her.
Buffy:
Do you want more? Are you still hungry?
He stared back at her in confusion.
Buffy:
It’s okay, you can have more if you want.
He suddenly turned on his stool and got up and left the kitchen. Buffy set the empty mug on the table and quickly followed him out of the room. He had made it to the living room and was pacing in front of the fireplace. She came over to him and grabbed his shoulders to stop him from pacing. She looked into his eyes.
Buffy:
What’s the matter?
Angel:
Light.
Buffy:
Yeah, its daytime. You should be asleep. Let’s go back to bed, okay?
Angel:
Bed?
Buffy;
Yeah. Come on, I’ll lay down with you.
Angel:
No. Stay.
Buffy looked at him disapprovingly.
Buffy:
You have to rest to get better.
Angel:
No.
Buffy:
We’ll stay out here, but you have to take it easy. Do you understand? You have to keep your strength up.
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