Gabriel's Not That Easy To Work OutMature

“Gabriel, wait” Dawn called behind him.

“Go away Dawn, you’ve been drinking”

“Not much” Dawn said

“I don’t care” Gabriel said opening the front door of the house, Dawn followed him in.

“Where have you been?” the daemon said,

“I’ve only been gone for a few hours.” Dawn’s brow creased,

“You’ve been to paradise” he accused

“What?” Gabriel hadn’t expected Dawn to know where he had been, “you better not have been following me” Dawn shook his head

“It’s the only place that the time difference is so strange”

“Okay so I’ve been to paradise. What's it got to do with you?” Dawn grabbed both of Gabriel's shoulders hard he wanted to shake the little vampyre

“You could have been killed”

“Well I wasn’t” Gabriel shook Dawn off, heading towards the stairs, Dawn followed him.

“Gabriel” Dawn said gently, the vampyre stopped on the stairs he was counting trying to stay calm. Dawn walked up behind him.

“Leave me alone”

“Gabriel, turn around” Dawn said, Gabriel stayed put so Dawn walked up and sat down on the stairs in front of him. “I was worried okay” he said trying to keep his voice calm.

“You shouldn’t worry about me” Gabriel said harshly

“That doesn’t change the fact that I do” Gabriel just looked at him then walked around him and into his room slamming the door.


The next morning, Dawn was sober and in the lounge reading a thick leather-bound book. Gabriel emerged from his room and walked down the stairs his bare feet making no noise on the cold stone.

Sylver stuck his head out of the kitchen door into the lounge.

“I’m making drinks” he informed Gabriel, who just shook his head.

He sat down and lit a cigarette. Dawn looked up from his book,

“Morning” he said, Gabriel didn’t reply his mind was far away running through his conversation with Lewis the day before.

“Here” Sylver thrust a mug into his hands,

“I said I didn’t want one” Gabriel said looking at the steaming, glutinous, red liquid in the mug, he grimaced slightly.

“Actually you didn’t answer me and besides you look like shit” Sylver said laying a coffee on the table in front of Dawn.

“Thanks” Gabriel called after him as he disappeared back into the kitchen. Gabriel tried the stuff in the mug, it wasn’t as bad as it looked and he drained it he put the mug on the table and leaned back in the chair shutting his eyes his body buzzed pleasantly and he thought about the fact that he hadn’t been to earth in just under two weeks, and he’d need to go soon.

“Gabriel” Dawn’s voice was gentle but in cut through Gabriel's thoughts and the vampyre frowned, but his eyes didn’t open. “About last night…”

“What about it?” Gabriel said his voice clipped

“I’m sorry if I nag you” Gabriel opened his eyes and lit a cigarette.

“The answer there is simple Dawn. Stop doing it”

”I can’t” Gabriel sighed,

“It’s none of your business, what I do.”

“It is if you get yourself killed” Dawn volume was rising slightly

“How?” Gabriel sat forward,

“because if you’re dead I’ll have to take care of everyone here” Gabriel felt a sardonic laugh rise in his chest, he swallowed it and stood up he walked to Dawn and put his palms flat on the arms of Dawn's chair, the daemon looked up at him.

“They are perfectly capable of looking after themselves, and I don’t need a childminder. Do you understand?” Gabriel's voice was dangerously quiet and Dawn shivered involuntarily and not entirely unpleasantly then he nodded. “Good, I’m going to the pub” Gabriel stood straight and walked out of the house.

“Well he told you” Sylver's laughter rang from the kitchen. Dawn's chin rested on his palm, thinking about why he was the way he was towards the angry little vampyre.

“Dawn?” Sylver came out of the kitchen, drying his hands on a small towel.

“Yes?” Dawn looked up at him.

“He doesn’t remember you, you know?”  

The End

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