Something Wrong with SuppliesMature


“Hey” Dawn said smiling slightly but Gabriel didn’t look at him. Dawn stood up and moved around the other side of the bed “Deacon did a good job with your stitches” he knelt on the bed looking at Gabriel's wing. “Are you going to talk to me or not?” he whispered in Gabriel's ear.

“No” he said Dawn sighed and prepared himself for a painful slap as he slid his hands onto the vampyres shoulders close to his neck he felt Gabriel tense up.

“Would it help if I apologized?” he asked he dug his thumbs gently into the tight muscles in the vampyres shoulders.

“No” Gabriel growled.

“What would help?” Dawn asked.

“If you stop doing that” Gabriel said.


“Because it’s weird” Gabriel shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s not weird” Dawn laughed. “it feels like you’ve never had a massage before though”

“I haven’t” Gabriel snapped he stood up pulling away from the daemon.

“Gabriel” Dawn sighed “please”

“Please what?” Gabriel shouted turning to face Dawn “you tell me things and you do the complete opposite, you lie to me, you shout and expect me to be fine”

“You said no shouting” Dawn said twisting so he sat cross legged on the bed. “And I don’t lie to you” Gabriel's face twisted into a look of disbelief.

“You'd lie in your sleep if you could Dawn you don’t even seem to realize you're doing it”

“I don’t lie” the daemon sighed “I omit certain truths yes, but I don’t lie. Would you have even come here if I told you it was underground?”

“I knew before we got here” Gabriel growled. “Tell me the truth Dawn and maybe I’ll start trusting you. Maybe.”

“I'm trying Gabriel” Dawn moved off the bed.

“Touch me and you'll lose your hands” Gabriel snarled.

“You didn’t mind when I was plaiting your hair earlier.” Dawn said “and I think I'm going to be a bit useless for the next few days”

“What?” Gabriel snarled Dawn smiled.

“Without hands I won’t be able to do much, will I?” he pulled the vampyre into a tight hug.

“Get off me” Gabriel snapped.

“No” Dawn said

“Now” Dawn looked down at the icy blue eyes looking up at him.

“I'm sorry but I don’t know how to play your game” Dawn sighed Gabriel glared at him. “I'm going to back off but I’ll still be here if you need me” he let Gabriel go and moved to the kitchen flicking the switch on the kettle. He pulled a mug out of the tiny kitchen sink, Gabriel stood watching him a frown on his face. “What?” Dawn said not looking around at him.

“Nothing” Gabriel growled picking his bag up.

“I did your clothes earlier they're in you bag” Gabriel moved towards the bathroom.

“Thanks” he said quietly and shut the door flicking the lock across he didn’t see the tear that ran down Dawn's face.


Gabriel put his head back letting the water spray into his face. The water burned as he twisted the dial and he sighed.


He tugged a pair of clean trousers on they smelt faintly of lavender Gabriel smiled slightly the smell was relaxing. He tugged a shirt on and went out to the bedroom just as Deacon and Sylver came in Dawn looked quickly at Gabriel then at Deacon.

“Hi guys” Deacon smiled “how's the wing?” he asked turning to Gabriel.

“Its fine” Gabriel said as Dawn moved to the kettle again.

“Coffee Deacon?” the daemon asked.

“Sure” Deacon smiled and sat down on the bed.

“By the way Gabriel” Sylver said pulling one of the airtight bottles from his coat pocket “tell me what you think of this” Gabriel frowned taking the bottle around an inch of blood covered the bottom of it.

Near the kettle Dawn watched as beads of water dripped down Gabriel's hair and face and he sighed.

“Did you get your stitches wet?” Deacon asked Gabriel accepting a steaming mug from Dawn.

“No I stuck it outside the curtain.” He said he tipped the bottle back and Sylver smiled slightly. Gabriel's tongue burned he didn’t swallow instead he moved swiftly to the bathroom and spat the mouthful out in the sink running the tap to clean it.

“What the hell was that?” Gabriel shouted.

“That” Sylver said moving to the bathroom door. “Is Holehallow’s blood supply” Gabriel rinsed his mouth out underneath the tap.

“I take it we’ll be feeding you guys then?” Deacon grinned.

“What’s the smile for?” Sylver asked.

“I enjoy it” Deacon smiled Sylver looked at him strangely. “I feel what you feel remember?”

“True” Sylver said Dawn shifted slightly as Gabriel began to pull his coat on after tying his braid.

”I'm going out” he said the atmosphere in the room was getting uncomfortable he pulled his belt on and strapped the two swords to it.

“Where are you going with those?” Sylver asked.

“I'm going to look for a place to train” Gabriel said "just because everyone else has nothing to do doesn’t mean I can’t find something” someone knocked on the door as Gabriel reached for the handle. He pulled the door open to see Jay and Raoul.

“Are you ever in a good mood?” Jay asked seeing Gabriel's scowl.

“Rarely” Gabriel said.
“He’s never in a good mood” Raoul laughed, “its one of his more endearing features”

“Thanks Raoul” Gabriel growled.

“Anytime grumpy” Raoul said as Gabriel moved past him and out of the room. “Where’s he off to?” he said after the door was shut again.   

“He’s going to vent.” Deacon said.

“Vent what?” Jay asked.

“Pent up frustration” Sylver grinned.

“Is he always like that?”

“Pretty much” Deacon smiled “you'll get used to it”




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