Regression
by Shirlz
Disclaimer: Not mine nor never will be (shame!)
Rating: PG
Spoilers: This is my world but to be safe let's say the whole of BtVS 1-3
Thanx: DB/SMG -- we have to believe, it's what keeps us sane
Part Five
Before I had even approached the door of the apartment I could hear the screaming. Fumbling in my bag for my keys I gave up and kicked the door in. The sight that greeted me was horrific.
Angel was on the bed, the sheets tangled around him. His body was covered with a sheen of sweat and he appeared to be in the throes of some kind of fit.
I ran to him.
"Angel? Angel Baby it's alright, I'm here. Hush I'm here." I tried to take him in my arms but I couldn't get close. There was no control here; his strength was full on. I carried on talking to him. "Angel Honey I'm here. It's alright, nothing's gonna hurt you."
I made my way over to Angel's phone and punched in a familiar number. Watching Angel out of the corner of my eye I waited for the connection.
"Giles? It's Buffy. I need you to come to Angel's apartment now and I need you to bring the tranquilizer gun."
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