Shouting and StitchesMature

“Dawn what the hell happened?” Sylver said once they were in his room.

“You saw it” Dawn looked confused “Gabriel and Balthazar…”

“Not that” Sylver snapped “you and Gabriel”

“I don’t know” Dawn said he sat heavily on Sylver's bed his head in his hands.

“Dawn, Gabriel is perfectly capable of looking after himself” Sylver said carefully.

“I know, but I think it’s only physically” Dawn said looking up.

“What do you mean?” Sylver frowned.

“We’ve had a lot of fights since we've been here and I think Gabriel's being reckless.” Dawn said.

“We’ve only been here for two days” he said “I take it that’s his handiwork?” Sylver asked pointing to Dawn's split lip the daemon nodded.

“I'm only trying to help him” Dawn sighed

“I've already told you…”

“I know what's wrong with him” Dawn interrupted.

“You do?” Sylver said sceptically.

“He’s reached his limit he's giving up” Dawn muttered Sylver smiled.

“And he told you that?” Sylver grinned.

“Not really Allegra told me he was like it in Paradise”

“In Paradise?” Sylver said exasperatedly. “Dawn, Gabriel's moods change depending on the weather, they change in seconds”

“He told me he had something to live for” Dawn said.

“Then do me a favour” Sylver said “you ask him to trust you, yes?” Dawn nodded

“He won’t”

“Then maybe you should give him the courtesy first”

“I trust Gabriel with my life”

“I know that’s all well and good but you don’t trust him with his own life” Dawn looked at Sylver and frowned.

“I guess so” he said slowly.

“Listen” Sylver said “I know we've had our differences in the past and I've been a complete arse to you but I do believe that you feel the way you say you do about him. Just let Gabriel live and you never know what might happen” Dawn looked at him sharply.

“Has he said something?” he asked hopefully.

“No” Sylver said “and I won’t be the first one he tells if there is anything too tell. Now get back to him and no more shouting” Dawn nodded a small smile on his face.

“Dawn” Sylver said as he reached the door Dawn turned “let him tell you his problems don’t listen to other people even I don’t know what he thinks and feels most of the time.”


Gabriel hissed as the hot needle passed though his torn wing.

“Will you stay still?” Deacon growled.

“Why does the needle have to be hot?” Jay asked.

“It passes through the wing more easily and limits the chance of ripping the skin.” Deacon smiled.

“And it stings like a bitch” Gabriel growled.

“Well it serves you right” Morgan said “I could have dealt with him myself” Deacon snorted as Gabriel looked at her.

“You couldn’t not against him.

“I can take care of myself” Morgan snarled.

“I don’t doubt that” Deacon said carefully “the problem with Balthazar is that the more he gets hurt the harder he fights he doest seem to feel the pain until afterwards.”

“Neither do I” Gabriel said “I would have enjoyed a good fistfight”

“I noticed” Deacon grinned.

“Huh?” Gabriel flinched as the needle passed through his wing again and Deacon pulled the stitch tight.

“The adrenaline rush you had was rather pleasant” Deacon smiled.

“How do you know?” Gabriel frowned.

“Its one of the perks of my species” Deacon said heating the needle again “I feel very strong emotions from others”

“That’s weird” Gabriel frowned.
“Its great fun living near you, grumpy” Deacon laughed Gabriel growled.

“Anyway Gabriel” Jay said after a few moment of silence.  “Why didn’t you tell us who you were?”

“I did” Gabriel said.

“The lord of the vampyres is not someone you usually invite casually to have a coffee” Jay smiled.

“Gabriel doesn’t drink coffee” a voice said from the doorway. Gabriel looked up and saw Dawn leaning casually on the doorframe his arms folded and a small smile on his face.

“Sire” Jay jumped up and Dawn frowned.

“Sit down…” he paused.

“Jay” Deacon said distractedly.

“Jay” Dawn smiled he moved into the room closing the door behind him.

“If you're going to start shouting again you can piss off” Gabriel said as Deacon packed the needle and thread away.

“Is he allowed to speak to Dawn like that?” Jay whispered to Deacon.

“He does it rather a lot” Deacon laughed.

“I wont start shouting if you don’t” Dawn said sitting down next to the vampyre.

“Do you two want some privacy?” Morgan asked.

“I don’t know” Dawn sighed. “Gabriel?”

“I don’t care” Dawn rubbed his forehead.

“I’ll take that as a yes” Morgan smiled “come on boys”   



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