Safe

The man raised his fist and slammed it into the young boys face with a sickening thud. The boy dropped to the ground to protect himself.

“I don’t know why you make me do this,” the man yelled and kicked the balled up boy.

“Please, Dad, stop. I’m sorry.”

This only caused the man to hit and kick even harder and with more precision. “Don’t tell me when to stop. I’ll stop whenever I damn well please.”

“I’m sorry,” the boy cried and coughed up blood.

“I’m goin to show you how sorry you are,” The man pulled his pants off and straddled the boy. He flipped the boy onto his stomach and started landing punches all over his back and head. When he was satisfied that the boy would notht aht any more, he started to pull off unmoving boys pants. Stroking his large sweaty cock, he leered at the boy. He moved down the small body and spread his ass cheeks. In one quick motion, his whole cock was slammed inside. He started to slowly thrust in and out. His movements faster and more frenzied as the boy’s blood coated his rapist. With one final thrust, he spilt his seed deep inside the slowly waking boy.

“Go get yourself cleaned up. You’re disgusting, get out of my site.” The man kicked the boy as he got up and left.

Xander slowly rose to his unsteady feet. “He wants me to go, fine I’ll go.” He turned toward the door and stumbled out into the night.

*****

“Cordy. Cordy what do you see?” Angel crouched on the floor next to the girl writhing in pain.

“Vampires. Four or Five attacking a boy with brown hair in an empty lot outside of Sunnydale. The boy is covered in blood. Oh god, its Xander. He doesn’t have very long.” With that, Angel quickly got to his feet and ran to his car. In record breaking time, he was at the Sunnydale limits.

*****

Xander stumbled in the empty field, landing on his side and his broken ribs. As pain coursed through him and his breathing became labored, he didn’t notice the group of minions coming towards him, following the sent of his blood.

“He smells good.”

Xander looked up and saw that the new vampires surrounded him. “I always knew I would go out like this.” He let out a strained laugh and immediately started coughing, blood on his lips. The harder he coughed, the more blood leaked from his mouth and the darker the world around him got until finally everything faded to black.

*****

Angel turned the corner and saw the vampires closing in on Xander. He slammed on the brakes and jumped from the car, quietly advancing on his intended targets. He dusted the first two without even breaking stride. The third tried to fight but was quickly dusted. The fourth turned and ran as soon as he saw that his friends were no longer there and in there place were piles of ash.

Angel knelt next to the unconscious boy, listening for a pulse. It was there but bearly. He lifted Xander into his arms and quickly started for the car. The smell of blood pouring off Xander was almost over powering for the vampire. He gently laid the boy in the backseat of his classic car. Angel jumped in, started the engine and sped towards the nearest hospital.

The closer he got to the hospital, the slower Xander’s heartbeat became. When they finally reached the hospital after what felt like forever, Angel carried his precious bundle into the emergency room. Within seconds, Xander was whisked away on a gurney and into a sterile room. Angel tried to follow but double doors blocked him from following Xander, as did a large angry looking nurse.

“Sir, you can’t go in there. If you want to help him, let the doctors do their job. Do you know who his emergency contact is?”

“Um, yeah. I’ll call for you.” Angel stuttered out and walked to the nearest payphone, dialing Giles’ number from memory.

“Giles?”

“Angel? Is everything all right?”

“Xander has been hurt. He’s at the hospital. They asked for his emergency contact, I didn’t know who it was so I called you.”

“Dear God. Ok, we will be there soon.”

Angel went to the waiting room and rubbing his head to get rid of the headache that was threatening to pound is brain to mush. The same angry looking nurse came up to him and stilled his movements. A torrent of questions flew from Angel’s mouth, “How’s Xander? Is he going to be ok? Can I see him?”

The nurse looked at him with sadness in her eyes. “The doctor needs to talk to you about Xander’s condition.” She turned on her heel and started walking towards Xander’s room.

The doctor was a friendly looking man with trustful eyes and a calm face.

“Hello, I’m Dr. Freed. I am one of the doctors treating your friend, Xander.”

“How is he?”

“He is not doing well, I’m afraid. He received a very brutal beating and was also viciously raped. What concerns us most at the moment is his internal bleeding. He has some bleeding in his kidneys and multiple ruptures. He needs to go to surgery in order to fix these problems. On top of those injuries: he also has broken ribs, and multiple bruises and cuts all over his body, especially on his back along his spine. These injuries will make it very hard for him to function. If you would like to see him before he goes into surgery, you may.”

“Thank you Dr. Freed.”

The news hit Angel hard. Who would do something like this to Xander? It wasn’t the minions, he dusted them before they could touch Xander.

With a million questions running through his head, Angel entered the sterile smelling room. Cautiously he approached the bed. Xander looked horrible. Tubes were coming from everywhere and machines were beeping all around. Xander’s eyes slowly fluttered open and locked on Angel.

“Deadboy?”

“Shhh, I’m here. You’re safe.” ‘Why am I suddenly concerned about him? He hates me” thought Angel.

“I hurt.” A tear slid down his cheek.

“Shhh, It’s ok. You will feel better soon.”

“I’m scared.” The tears turned into painful sobs. Angel gently gathered Xander in his arms as much as he could, be careful not pull on any of the tubes.

“Don’t worry. You’re safe now. I won’t let anyone hurt you anymore.” A soft rumbling started in his chest, calming Xander into a light sleep. He pulled away and resettled Xander onto the bed. ‘Where did this protective attitude come from?’ Angel wondered. Angel followed as Xander was taken up to surgery. Just then, Giles burst through the emergency room doors followed by Buffy, Willow, and Tara.

“What happened? Where is he?” Giles asked worriedly as soon as he saw Angel. He quickly told them what happened and what Xander’s injuries were, leaving out the rape. Giles immediately turned Ripperish and Buffy wanted to know who did it so she could kill it. Willow just turned into herself and started crying while Tara tried to comfort her.

“Vampires. I took care of them. I’m going upstairs now to wait for him to come out of surgery.” Angel started down the hall where they had taken Xander. The others quickly followed.

TBC…