As Spike woke up he heard voices. He recognized two of them clearly, Angel and Xander.
“Well if the old Spike man isn’t back. Good to see you up and among the living, Spike.” Xander said as he came over to Spike and gave a friendly hug.
“Well, um, thanks Xander.” Spike said.
“Spike, good to see you awake. You know you look really terrible, think it’s the gown thing these hospitals make you wear.” The woman with brown hair said. Spike remembered her slightly and though that she might be Cordelia.
“Cordelia, isn’t it? Sorry, but since I woke up I’ve been havin’ trouble remembering things.” Spike said as he sat up slowly.
“Yeah that’s alright and take as long as you need to remember stuff. You don’t have to remember everything to fast.” Cordelia said and when she said the last part she had a sad look on her face.
“Well, how about you get dressed Spike and then we can check you out and take you home.” Angel said somewhat excitedly. Spike had a hard time getting his legs to move and when he finally did get them over the side of the bed to stand he had a hard time keeping his wait on them.
“Whoa, let me help you there. Guess your legs are a little unused, due to the fact that you haven’t used them in awhile.” Angel said as he went over to help Spike.
“Thanks.” Was all Spike said. Angel gave Spike some privacy as well as some clothes to put on. Spike sat on the edge of the toilet as he pulled his black shirt on over his head. That was the easy part; the hard part was the underwear and pants. He successfully, without calling anyone for help, got the things on. Spike held on to the walls as he walked over to the doorway to go out. When he got there though there was a wheel chair and when he saw it one thing came to mind; the time when Buffy had broken his back and he had to sit in the stupid chair while Angelus and Drusilla had fun.
“Spike, you want to sit down?” Angel asked as he grabbed his friend’s arm to help support him.
“Sure.” Spike said and then sat down willingly. Angel rolled him down the hall and towards the desk.
“We’re to get William Giles discharged.” Angel said to the receptionist. When Angel said his last name it took him a little by surprise. His dad was Rupert Giles.
“Here you go sir.” The receptionist said when she handed the discharge papers to Angel. Angel signed the places he had to sign and then handed the papers back to the receptionist.
“Thank you, sir and glad to see you awake Mr. Giles.” The receptionist said and Spike nodded a thank you her way.
“Here let me help you.” Angel said starting to help Spike out of the wheel chair and into the car.
“I should try, Angel.” Spike said not really used to people helping him, especially Angel.
“Sure.” Angel said and then Spike started to stand up, slowly, but he stood up and slid into the back seat.
“So where’s Junior?” Spike asked as the drove along the road.
“You remember Connor?” Cordelia asked from her spot in the front seat as she looked back at him.
“Um maybe not your Connor, but I remember in that um dream thing you had a son Angel and his name was Connor. Kinda picked up that you had a little one by the car seat.” Spike said as he laid his head on the headrest.
“Oh, ok. Hey you feeling alright?” Cordelia asked concerned because Spike was closing his eyes in a fashion that someone would do when they wanted to block something.
“Yeah I’m fine. Nothin’ more than a headache. The doc told me I might have them off and on for a couple days. It’s gone now.” Spike said forcing a smile
“So where’s Junior?” Spike asked again.
“At his grandma’s. He still wasn’t feeling well this morning so we thought that when we came to pick you up we’d drop him off there. His grandfather will drop him off later.” Cordelia said smiling. That was that for their conversation really and the rest of the ride to the house was basically quiet other than a little talking between Angel and Cordelia once and awhile.
“Here we are.” Angel said as he opened Spike’s door and Spike hoisted himself out holding on to the car for support since his legs were still weak.
“Nice place you got ‘er, Angel.” Spike said leaning up against the car.
“Thanks, now come on let’s get you inside. I think if you put your one arm over my shoulder I can help support you.” Angel explained as he grabbed Spike’s arm and to Spike’s amazement he didn’t pull away. They went into the house and Angel helped Spike up the stairs and showed him his room, he didn’t show him his room though before Spike noticed the pictures in the hallway.
“Where’s Buffy?” Spike asked noticing her in the picture of Angel, Cordelia, Xander, Willow, Spike and Buffy and they seemed to be all at a park or something.
“I’ll tell you later now why don’t you get yourself settled or something and I’ll be downstairs.” Angel said with what Spike knew was a forced smile and then headed downstairs to leave Spike clinging to the wall for support. He did manage to get to the bed in the room safely though. Angel had said something about how the doctors or nurses had kept his legs moving or something like that when he was in a coma so his legs hadn't been completely motionless in the time that he was out.
Spike picked up another picture of everybody and as he continued to look at it, it bugged him more and more that he could only remember his dream and nothing more. He needed to know what kind of person he was his friends were other than the ones he had seen in the pictures and so forth. One thing was decided he was going slowly make his way down the stairs and find out where Buffy was.
“Spike, I could have helped you. You could have fallen.” Angel said sounding concerned as he ran over to help Spike out.
“I need to know where Buffy is.” Spike said as Angel helped him over to the couch and then went to sit next to Cordelia on the couch that was across it.
“Right, are you sure you want to know. It’s not pretty.” Angel said with sincerity in his eyes.
“I have to know and I don’t want you protecting me.” Spike said
“Alright.”
A/N: You should find out what happened and where Buffy's at in the next chapter and I hope you guys are enjoying this
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