The Hyperion, Saturday Morning

[demonbelthazor]

As Bel began to wake up, he realized he was warm. Well, as a demon he was always warm, but when it was a vampire who was in your bed, they tended to leech the heat away. Not only was he warm, but there was more than one body in the bed with him. His memory was foggy enough that he couldn't remember exactly whom he'd slept with last night. Veronica? Lindsey? Tyler? All three? Not that he discriminated much about sharing his bed. Whoever it was, they must've left to feed and returned. Hence the warmth.

He opened his eyes, but it didn't register right away that there was a window in the room, and sunlight was streaming through the curtains. Instead he was staring at the woman curled against him. The other occupant of the bed was forgotten in his shock. It wasn't possible.

"Phoebe!" he said, pulling her into his arms as she made a sleepy noise of protest. She was alive. He didn't understand or care how, but she was alive.


[For the other occupants of the bed. Up early in case I sleep late. In case?]

Comments

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Quit being so frakking loud," Anders grumbled into his pillow, jabbing an elbow back at Bel. "'s too damn early for that."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel, still holding on to a groggy Phoebe, stared at Anders. "Who the fuck are you?" he said. He did look kind of familiar, though.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders required caffeine before he could process things like the possibility of residual Fandom craziness rearing its head again. "Oh, ha, ha. Too early to be a comedian, too. Gods. We only got to sleep a couple hours ago."

[demonbelthazor]

Warm, not a vamp. But however the hell Phoebe was here with him, he'd never share her with somebody else, so what was this guy doing here? "Wait a minute," he said slowly. "I know you. I've seen you around. You're one of the blood whores."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders sat up at that, blinking confusedly -- and frowning a little. "'kay, I know all about your vampire fetish, but . . ."

[demonbelthazor]

It finally dawned on Bel that he wasn't in his usual room. He wasn't in any room that he recognized. "Where the hell am I?" he snapped, still holding on to Phoebe possessively.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"In bed," Anders replied with a definite trace of 'duh.' And it finally started to dawn on him what was going on here. "You are Bel. Right?"

[demonbelthazor]

"And you've got three seconds to tell me where I am and what you're doing here before you go up in flames," Bel growled.

Bel, setting the bed on fire wouldn't be wise.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe's empathy didn't kick on instantly. Like most people her age, she needed caffeine and time to wake up before everything was acting like it was supposed to.

However, what did dawn on her was that Cole was hanging on to her a lot more possessively than he usually did unless there was trouble. It also dawned on her that she was threatening to fireball their boyfriend.

As she took this in, she finally realized that she was getting quite the mix of emotions coming off of Cole.

"Soulmate?" She asked calmly, trying to soothe him. "Why are you threatening our Anders?"She had managed to free one of her hands and was stroking his hair and the back of his neck.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica was pissed that Logan had interrupted her fun with Dick and doubly so that Dick had the balls to hit her with holy water.

She was creeping through the shadows of the hotel, looking for a place to hide until sunset, when she caught Bel's scent.

Knocking was for other people, so she barged in. "What the fuck is going on here."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel put himself between Veronica and Phoebe. "Get out," he growled. He didn't have the patience to be polite about it.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Spotting Phoebe made her all the more angry. She was supposed to be dead, not in bed with Veronica's demon.

"No. This is obviously some sort of trap by the white hats. Dick and Logan nearly killed me."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe peeked her head around Cole's shoulder and stared in shock at the vampire that was her best friend.

"Holy fucking shit."

What? It was a very succinct way to express this kind of shock. This was not going to be good and the anger in the room was pretty strong.

[demonbelthazor]

"Then I'll deal with them later," Bel snarled. "I'm busy now." Obviously. What with the being naked with Phoebe and all.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Busy trying to stick your dick where it doesn't belong," Veronica insisted. "Can't you see that someone is trying to manipulate us into letting our guard down? We need to tell Zoe. And make sure they haven't gotten to Lindsey and Tyler."

[sensethevisions]

"Zoe is not here," Phoebe said helpfully. "This is not your world, Veronica, as you can see since I'm here."

Phoebe, do not poke the evil vampire.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Shut up, whore. I'm not talking to you."

Veronica shifted back to her normal face and gave Bel a pleading look. "Please don't let her trick you. We don't know how they brought us here or where here is."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe went to close the door, and then she sat on the edge of the bed. She didn't take off the shirt she had pulled on, but instead looked at Cole.

"You're really with Veronica?"

[demonbelthazor]

"It doesn't mean anything," Bel said defensively. "Not like you did."

[sensethevisions]

"She and I will end up killing each other, you know. I don't share."

[demonbelthazor]

"She's not important, only you are," Bel insisted. "It's gonna be just you and me, not her, not that blood whore. Just us."

[sensethevisions]

"Anders. Sam Anders, not blood whore. Don't call him that." She sighed. "Cole, I'm dead in your world. Dead. You can't change that."

[demonbelthazor]

He grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her against him. "You're here right now. So either I'm staying or you're coming back with me."

[sensethevisions]

"And if you take me back with you, what will stop me from becoming very dead again? I'm pretty fond of being alive, love."

[demonbelthazor]

"I won't let anyone hurt you," Bel said fiercely. "Not this time. I won't lose you again, and I'll kill anyone who lays a hand on you."