Room 528 (2nd Floor) - Sunday Night - Midnight - NFB

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Logan lay on his bed in the dark, wide awake. He was fully dressed in dark, non-descript clothing. The gun was tucked into his waistband and a couple of ski masks sat on the desk.

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Angel sat down beside him. He took Logan's hand and gently cleaned up the blood, moving like somebody who knew how to avoid unnecessary pain when he wanted to. "I know," he said, with sympathy.

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Logan shook his head, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep the tears from spilling out of his eyes. "I don't know what to do," he said in a voice barely above a whisper.

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"None of us ever do," Angel said. Without thinking, he reached out to put a comforting arm around Logan's back.

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The tears broke through Logan's attempts to keep them hidden. He didn't dare lean against Angel, but he didn't pull away; just drew inside himself on the bed as sobs wracked his body.

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Again without thought, Angel moved to hold Logan close, silently offering comfort for a pain that at this point was even tearing him up inside.

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After a few minutes, Logan finally pulled back and wiped his nose and eyes on his sleeve. "Sorry," he mumbled.

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"Unfortunately I've only got the one hankerchief," Angel said, holding up the bloodied one uselessly.

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Logan stood up and rummaged in his desk until he found a box of Kleenex. "They make these handy disposable ones now," Logan said, and blew his nose.

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"Next thing you know there'll be horseless carriages." Angel stood up and shucked his coat off, looking for all the world like someone who had no intention of leaving anytime soon.

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"Marvels of a modern world," Logan said. He took the gun out of his waistband, unloaded the clip and put it all away in a desk drawer. Then he reached under the bed and pulled out an unopened bottle of tequila, twisted the cap off and took a long drink.

"Want some?" he asked, wiping off his mouth and holding the bottle out to Angel.

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"Yeah, sure," Angel said. He took a swallow, looking around the room. There were two beds, but Logan had pushed them together.

Ah well.

"Got any spare pillows?" Angel asked, handing the bottle back.

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Logan took another swig and raised his eyebrows at Angel. "Might," he said.

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Angel folded his coat over a chair. "Couple of blankets?"

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Logan pointed at his closet. "At the top, far right. Why?"

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Angel went to get them. "I may not feel hot or cold but it's still nice to have some cushioning."

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"What's wrong with your bed?" Logan asked.

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Angel spread one of the blankets out on the floor. "It's not here."

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Logan sighed. "I'm not suicidal and I'm not going anywhere, so I don't need a babysitter."

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"Never said you were," Angel replied. He put the pillows down, then kicked off his shoes before sitting on the blanket.

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Logan gave up. "Fine," he said. He took another swig of tequila, then put the bottle away. "You better not snore," he said. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed.

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"It's been a long time since - " Angel blinked, then shook his head. Clearly he hadn't been getting enough sleep lately. "I don't breathe," he said instead, getting to the point of the matter.

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"Vampires can smoke," Logan pointed out. "Could snore, too."

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"Yeah, I never got that either," Angel admitted. He plumped up the pillows, then laid down, pulling the second blanket over him. "Magic, I guess."

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"Well, if you start magically snoring, you are so out of here," Logan said. He reached out and turned off the desk lamp, then pulled his blankets up over his shoulders.

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Angel smiled. "Night, Logan."