{"id":8318,"date":"2015-12-11T20:30:00","date_gmt":"2015-12-11T20:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=8318"},"modified":"2015-12-11T20:30:41","modified_gmt":"2015-12-11T20:30:41","slug":"humanity-strikes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/12\/11\/humanity-strikes\/","title":{"rendered":"Humanity Strikes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><b>Title: Shan-Shu Series; Humanity Strikes!<\/b><br \/>\n<b>Author: <\/b><strong>Scorch<\/strong><br \/>\n<b>Posted: <\/b><br \/>\n<b><a href=\"mailto:Sun_spritzer@hotmail.com\">Email<\/a><\/b><br \/>\n<b>Rating: <\/b>PG<br \/>\n<b>Category: <\/b>Humour<br \/>\n<b>Content: <\/b>C\/A<br \/>\n<b>Summary: <\/b>Angel experiences humanity.<br \/>\n<b>Spoilers: <\/b><br \/>\n<b>Disclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon &amp; David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.<br \/>\n<b>Distribution: <\/b>AO, Cal n Lil\u2019s place<br \/>\n<b>Notes: <\/b>This is the start of my second Ficcage Quest! Series 2, Fic 1.<br \/>\n<b>Thanks\/Dedication:<\/b><br \/>\n<b>Feedback:<\/b><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Shivering constantly, Angel pulled his bed sheets tighter around his body and snuggled under the warm double layering of duvets. His skin was pale, his eyes were rimmed with puffy redness and his head was aching constantly. Blinking away the dizziness that had occurred when he moved underneath the covers, the ex-vampire gingerly placed his head on the fluffed-up pillows, sniffling.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Blinking at him, Cordelia held the thermometer up for her to check what his temperature was and looked back at the sorry wreck laying pitifully in bed. So his temperature was up by three degrees, that was not the end of the world right? \u201cAngel?\u201d she started to speak to him.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNot so loud baby\u201d Angel whispered as he rubbed his watering eyes, \u201cMy head\u2019s hurting again\u2026 Can you turn off the lamp please? It\u2019s making my eyes water. Thank you\u201d he sniffled and snuggled down a little more.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The brunette walked calmly around the bed to turn off the lamp so there was only the dim light coming from the lamp on the other side of the bed. \u201cBetter?\u201d she asked lightly, looking down at him sorrowfully. The only part of him that was visible was his head and the pouting lower lip. \u201cYou know, you might feel better if you got out of bed\u201d she suggested.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Shaking his head as much as his headache allowed, Angel denied her suggestion vehemently. \u201cI can\u2019t Cordy, I feel too weak\u201d his voice came out in a hoarse whisper as he turned puppy eyes squarely on her. \u201cI-I\u2019m cold again, can I have another blanket please? O-or maybe some tea?\u201d shivering to prove his point. Never in his life had he felt so bad, if he had known this was what humans had to deal with he would have stayed a vampire.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cOf course you can have another cup of tea\u201d Cordelia told him sweetly as she gripped the thermometer tightly. \u201cWould you like anything else while I\u2019m up?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cNo\u2026 That\u2019ll help\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWhat else do you want Angel?\u201d she asked, gritting her teeth as she slowly came to her wits end.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cN-nothing, the blanket and tea will be fine. Thank you for taking care of me baby, I don\u2019t know what I\u2019d do without you\u201d Angel thanked her in his hoarse, tortured voice before snuggling down until only his eyes were left peeking over the duvets.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Her grip tightened on the thermometer as her frustration with his babyish attitude, \u201cYou want something else, what is it?\u201d Cordelia asked forcing the growl of annoyance to stay out of her voice. What was it about men? Why did they continuously make big deals out of every little thing?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Pouting up at his ex-seer, Angel blinked pitifully and owlishly as he replied to her forced caring smile. \u201cI-you shouldn\u2019t have to do this Cordy, I-I understand if you want to leave\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAngel, you\u2019re not freaking dying!\u201d she finally gave in, yelling out her frustration and throwing the thermometer carelessly on the floor. She immediately felt guilty when she saw the hurt look in his eyes and the defeated slump of his shoulders under the duvet covering. His pout got bigger, his eyes seemed to glaze over with tears and his nodded timidly \u201cLook\u201d Cordelia spoke in a more reasonable tone, \u201cI understand what you\u2019re going through\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYou c-can\u2019t understand Cor, I f-feel so weak and dizzy and c-cold all the time\u201d Angel countered her understanding words. \u201cI\u2019ve never seen you be this ill, if you w-were then I would have taken care of you\u201d he was shivering again and his fingers curled around the edges of the blankets to pull them away from his face. Now he was getting hot again; the hot and cold continuously changed, and Cordelia said he wasn\u2019t all that ill. If he wasn\u2019t that ill then how come he felt like he was dying?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">She wanted to differ so much but thought better of it, \u201cYou\u2019re right\u201d Cordelia agreed with him solemnly. \u201cHumans have only been trying to cure the sniffles for years\u201d though her words didn\u2019t sound sarcastic he knew they were.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cAre you sure t-that this is just the sniffles? B-because it feels a little more serious than just the sniffles\u2026 Are you sure it isn\u2019t something like Pneumonia?\u201d Angel gazed at her with eyes that pleaded with her for sympathy. \u201cI have all the symptoms; watery eyes, sore throat, my head hurts, I\u2019m hot and cold a-and my body aches\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Trying to resist the urge of dragging him out of bed, Cordelia displayed her most sympathetic smile. \u201cI\u2019m sure it\u2019s not Pneumonia Angel, its just a little cold. You\u2019ll feel better tomorrow now is there anything else you\u2019d like?\u201d she held off the urge to add master to that.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cI-I\u2019d be really grateful if you could get me another hot water bottle\u2026 B-but only if you don\u2019t mind\u201d the deep brown orbs were wide and full of pain, his pouting lower lip was on the verge of wobbling and his cheeks were puffed up as he continued to look at her.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cOkay\u201d enough was enough, she was not going to let him fester away in that bed another day longer. \u201cThat\u2019s it\u201d Cordelia blew out a puff of frustrated air. \u201cYou want a hot water bottle, you can get out of bed and get it yourself because you do not have Pneumonia, Pleurisy or lungworm. You have a damn cold Angel, you\u2019re not dying!\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Lowering his large brown eyes away from her frustrated and annoyed expression, Angel bit his lower lip and slowly pushed the blankets off his aching body. \u201cYou\u2019re right\u201d he agreed, his voice croaking with his sore throat. Gingerly, he got out of bed and reached out his aching right arm to get his robe off the chair. \u201cI\u2019ve had worse than this when I was a vamp\u2026\u201d his words broke off as he began to cough and sat back down on the bed.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cordelia watched it all in disbelief. The world\u2019s former most dangerous vampire was acting like a baby\u2026 Actually, now that she thought about it, she wasn\u2019t all that shocked.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">When he\u2019d finished coughing, Angel began shivering again and tugged his robe tighter around his aching body. \u201cAre you c-coming down stairs?\u201d he was yet again staring up at her, blinking owlishly and pouting.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cYes, I\u2019m coming downstairs with you\u201d she wanted to see how Gunn and Wes would react to his \u2018Pneumonia.\u2019<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Nodding carefully so as not to aggravate his hurting head Angel stood up and placed one hand on the small of his back, rubbing gently. \u201cI love you, thank you for taking care of me Cordy\u201d he repeated through extra coughing. Walking in baby-steps to the bedroom door, he threw a glance over his shoulder, \u201cJ-just to say thank you, I\u2019ll make you a cup of coffee\u201d he continued to rub his back, cough and those puppy eyes just wouldn\u2019t go away.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cOh for the love of me when I was a Higher Being\u201d Cordelia almost sobbed to the ceiling, \u201cAngel, just get back into bed would you? I swear to God you\u2019re acting more and more like a man every damn day\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><b>The End &#8211; of this one!<\/b><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/authors-s-z\/scorched\/\"><b>Scorch<\/b><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Title: Shan-Shu Series; Humanity Strikes! Author: Scorch Posted: Email Rating: PG Category: Humour Content: C\/A Summary: Angel experiences humanity. 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