The Holiday Series
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menomegirlPart 14 and the end of the Holiday series. I had to kill this one because of Burning Imprints. Doing two series at once is too mind numbing.
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by Menomegirl
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Summary: Yes, this is the end of this series. Angel visits Lindsey in the hospital.
Rating: R
Story Notes: Spoilers: S5, up to "Soul Purpose"
Disclaimer: All these characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME, Etc.etc. This is only fanfiction, written for fun, not profit.
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Angel opened the door to Lindsey's hospital room, and cautiously walked in, not wanting to wake him up if he was asleep. After the chat he'd had with the doctor about the young man's condition, he wasn't surprised to find Lindsey sound asleep. The drugs they'd given him had pretty much seen to that. The doctor had informed him Lindsey was indeed extremely allergic to garlic. He'd also said he'd never seen anyone begin to recover so fast from the acute reaction Lindsey had to it.
Angel sat in the chair set against the wall directly across from the bed, and he just watched the young man sleep. He wanted to wake Lindsey up, apologize for hurting him, but he wasn't sure how to word it yet. All he knew was....he wanted Lindsey more than he'd ever wanted anything before. He didn't want to lose him over something so stupid as a facial expression, when it wasn't something he was in complete control of.
Spike had stayed long enough to ascertain that Lindsey was going to pull through, and his grandsire was not going to fall apart at the seams. He'd left with a smart-assed comment about not seeking the slayer out until he was positive Angel wasn't letting Lindsey go. Angel had informed Spike he'd better go find his own yummy Southern boy, if he wanted one, because it wasn't going to be Lindsey. Spike had sauntered out, grinning at his grandsire's possessive attitude.
Angel looked at Lindsey in sleep. He appeared so peaceful. He was so.....beautiful. That was the only word to describe Lindsey. Angel had always thought this. Of course, he'd often thought that beauty corrupted by greed and ambition in the past. And it had been. But these last few weeks with the man had shown Angel who the real Lindsey was. He had a beauty inside of him that not only rivaled his outer appearance, but surpassed it. That's what Angel had fallen in love with.
Lindsey had come a long way from that pompous, arrogant young lawyer Angel had met not long after he'd arrived in LA. He'd made a lot of bad choices, made Angel's life a living hell at one point in time. Being held captive by Wolfram & Hart had forced him into facing what he'd become, forced him to see things he most likely wouldn't have on his own. So, he'd made a plan, and when Eve had released him, Lindsey had executed it. Angel smiled, wondering if the young man would have done it, if he'd known what the end result would be.
"About time you showed up, Angel. What are you doing over there?"
Angel was startled out of his reverie by the sound of Lindsey's voice. "Huh?"
Lindsey gave him that adorable half-smile. "I said: What are you doing over there?"
Angel raised an eyebrow. "Where am I supposed to be?"
Lindsey smiled. "In bed. With me. Fucking our brains out."
Angel smiled at the comment, knowing that was an exact replay of the one they'd had Christmas Eve. "You're not up for that right now, Lindsey. Besides, that bed's too small."
"You could at least sit on the bed, Angel," Lindsey said. "I'm sick. You're supposed to humor me, you know."
Angel stood up, walked over to the bed, but he didn't sit. Instead, he touched the side of Lindsey's face. "How sick are you, Lin? I mean, how bad do you still feel?"
"Well, I don't feel like I'm being smothered, so I'll live," Lindsey said, grinning. "But damn....I thought that garlic thing was just a myth. I'm really, really upset about it, too. It pisses me off."
"Because you have a weakness now?" Angel asked.
"No, because I happen to like garlic. I always did," Lindsey replied in a teasing tone. "And now, I can't have it. That sucks!"
Angel laughed softly. Lindsey's eyes twinkled at him. Then the young man covered Angel's hand with his own, leaning into the touch. "Angel, I'm sorry for the things I said. I was hurt and I lashed out at you, and.....I acted stupid....it was hateful of me to do that. Are you....are you very angry?"
Angel said, "I wasn't angry with you, Lindsey. I just didn't understand why you said that. Spike told me.....some things, and I'm sorry.....I didn't know..."
"No, Angel," Lindsey interrupted him. "You don't have anything to apologize for. You can't help the things your heart longs for, any more than I can. I'm sure I get the exact same look on my face, when I hear Darla's name. Like I said, it was stupid of me to do that, I realized that while I was at the diner. I was gonna go back, I swear."
Angel sighed for effect, and sat down on the edge of the bed. He moved his hand from Lindsey's face, taking the young man's hand, enfolding it with his own. "Why did you bring Spike back?"
Lindsey smiled. "You know why, don't be a dumbass."
"You were going to fuck with my head, huh?" Angel said.
"Yep," Lindsey replied.
"What changed your mind?"
"Not long after I mailed the amulet to Wolfram & Hart, I found out from Eve just why you'd become CEO. Up until then, I'd assumed you'd been seduced into it. When I found out the truth, I decided not to do it. I only sent the package to make Spike corporal again because I figured it would snap you out of the depression you were in," Lindsey answered.
"Didn't do a damn thing for that, Lin. I think it made it worse," Angel said.
"Yeah, I'd pretty much seen that by Christmas Eve. That's why I came to you then. Of course, I didn't know you were going to see me, and...." Lindsey's reply was cut off when Angel leaned over and kissed him gently, tongue teasing the young man's lips, until Lindsey opened up and let him in. That hot, sweet feeling shot through his body again, and Lindsey thought Is it always going to feel like this? When Angel paused to let him draw breath, Lindsey whispered, "Why?"
"Why what?" Angel whispered back.
"That's twice today you've kissed me like that. Why?" Lindsey said.
"Don't you know, Lin?" Angel said.
Lindsey thought about what he'd been saying both times the vampire had done it. And it hit him: Angel saw me on Christmas Eve.....because I wanted him to. Lindsey looked into Angel's eyes, saw the truth reflected back at him......
And Lindsey said, "Take me home, Angel."
Angel asked, "I thought you were sick?"
"I'll be okay. I just want to go home with you now," Lindsey insisted.
"For how long?" Angel softly said.
"For as long as you want me," Lindsey replied.
Angel smiled, and kissed Lindsey again, thinking Forever sounds just about long enough.
The End.
Home
by Menomegirl
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Summary: Yes, this is the end of this series. Angel visits Lindsey in the hospital.
Rating: R
Story Notes: Spoilers: S5, up to "Soul Purpose"
Disclaimer: All these characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME, Etc.etc. This is only fanfiction, written for fun, not profit.
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Angel opened the door to Lindsey's hospital room, and cautiously walked in, not wanting to wake him up if he was asleep. After the chat he'd had with the doctor about the young man's condition, he wasn't surprised to find Lindsey sound asleep. The drugs they'd given him had pretty much seen to that. The doctor had informed him Lindsey was indeed extremely allergic to garlic. He'd also said he'd never seen anyone begin to recover so fast from the acute reaction Lindsey had to it.
Angel sat in the chair set against the wall directly across from the bed, and he just watched the young man sleep. He wanted to wake Lindsey up, apologize for hurting him, but he wasn't sure how to word it yet. All he knew was....he wanted Lindsey more than he'd ever wanted anything before. He didn't want to lose him over something so stupid as a facial expression, when it wasn't something he was in complete control of.
Spike had stayed long enough to ascertain that Lindsey was going to pull through, and his grandsire was not going to fall apart at the seams. He'd left with a smart-assed comment about not seeking the slayer out until he was positive Angel wasn't letting Lindsey go. Angel had informed Spike he'd better go find his own yummy Southern boy, if he wanted one, because it wasn't going to be Lindsey. Spike had sauntered out, grinning at his grandsire's possessive attitude.
Angel looked at Lindsey in sleep. He appeared so peaceful. He was so.....beautiful. That was the only word to describe Lindsey. Angel had always thought this. Of course, he'd often thought that beauty corrupted by greed and ambition in the past. And it had been. But these last few weeks with the man had shown Angel who the real Lindsey was. He had a beauty inside of him that not only rivaled his outer appearance, but surpassed it. That's what Angel had fallen in love with.
Lindsey had come a long way from that pompous, arrogant young lawyer Angel had met not long after he'd arrived in LA. He'd made a lot of bad choices, made Angel's life a living hell at one point in time. Being held captive by Wolfram & Hart had forced him into facing what he'd become, forced him to see things he most likely wouldn't have on his own. So, he'd made a plan, and when Eve had released him, Lindsey had executed it. Angel smiled, wondering if the young man would have done it, if he'd known what the end result would be.
"About time you showed up, Angel. What are you doing over there?"
Angel was startled out of his reverie by the sound of Lindsey's voice. "Huh?"
Lindsey gave him that adorable half-smile. "I said: What are you doing over there?"
Angel raised an eyebrow. "Where am I supposed to be?"
Lindsey smiled. "In bed. With me. Fucking our brains out."
Angel smiled at the comment, knowing that was an exact replay of the one they'd had Christmas Eve. "You're not up for that right now, Lindsey. Besides, that bed's too small."
"You could at least sit on the bed, Angel," Lindsey said. "I'm sick. You're supposed to humor me, you know."
Angel stood up, walked over to the bed, but he didn't sit. Instead, he touched the side of Lindsey's face. "How sick are you, Lin? I mean, how bad do you still feel?"
"Well, I don't feel like I'm being smothered, so I'll live," Lindsey said, grinning. "But damn....I thought that garlic thing was just a myth. I'm really, really upset about it, too. It pisses me off."
"Because you have a weakness now?" Angel asked.
"No, because I happen to like garlic. I always did," Lindsey replied in a teasing tone. "And now, I can't have it. That sucks!"
Angel laughed softly. Lindsey's eyes twinkled at him. Then the young man covered Angel's hand with his own, leaning into the touch. "Angel, I'm sorry for the things I said. I was hurt and I lashed out at you, and.....I acted stupid....it was hateful of me to do that. Are you....are you very angry?"
Angel said, "I wasn't angry with you, Lindsey. I just didn't understand why you said that. Spike told me.....some things, and I'm sorry.....I didn't know..."
"No, Angel," Lindsey interrupted him. "You don't have anything to apologize for. You can't help the things your heart longs for, any more than I can. I'm sure I get the exact same look on my face, when I hear Darla's name. Like I said, it was stupid of me to do that, I realized that while I was at the diner. I was gonna go back, I swear."
Angel sighed for effect, and sat down on the edge of the bed. He moved his hand from Lindsey's face, taking the young man's hand, enfolding it with his own. "Why did you bring Spike back?"
Lindsey smiled. "You know why, don't be a dumbass."
"You were going to fuck with my head, huh?" Angel said.
"Yep," Lindsey replied.
"What changed your mind?"
"Not long after I mailed the amulet to Wolfram & Hart, I found out from Eve just why you'd become CEO. Up until then, I'd assumed you'd been seduced into it. When I found out the truth, I decided not to do it. I only sent the package to make Spike corporal again because I figured it would snap you out of the depression you were in," Lindsey answered.
"Didn't do a damn thing for that, Lin. I think it made it worse," Angel said.
"Yeah, I'd pretty much seen that by Christmas Eve. That's why I came to you then. Of course, I didn't know you were going to see me, and...." Lindsey's reply was cut off when Angel leaned over and kissed him gently, tongue teasing the young man's lips, until Lindsey opened up and let him in. That hot, sweet feeling shot through his body again, and Lindsey thought Is it always going to feel like this? When Angel paused to let him draw breath, Lindsey whispered, "Why?"
"Why what?" Angel whispered back.
"That's twice today you've kissed me like that. Why?" Lindsey said.
"Don't you know, Lin?" Angel said.
Lindsey thought about what he'd been saying both times the vampire had done it. And it hit him: Angel saw me on Christmas Eve.....because I wanted him to. Lindsey looked into Angel's eyes, saw the truth reflected back at him......
And Lindsey said, "Take me home, Angel."
Angel asked, "I thought you were sick?"
"I'll be okay. I just want to go home with you now," Lindsey insisted.
"For how long?" Angel softly said.
"For as long as you want me," Lindsey replied.
Angel smiled, and kissed Lindsey again, thinking Forever sounds just about long enough.
The End.
