Always and forever X five Hargreeves love story

Chapter Twent eight : Blood

I slowly started to wake, I open my eyes to Five looking down at me. He had a smile on his face, I smiled back.

"How are you feeling?" I ask holding his hand.

"A lot better." He responds.

"Why didn't you say anything? You had me worried, you almost died." A few tears came falling down.

"We had more important things to. I'm sorry." His hand I held, held my cheek and caressed me with his thumb wiping my tears away.

"You are so lucky your heeling right now, you asshole." I toughened up, he let out a soft laugh.

That smile of his, I loved it so much. I can't wait to save the world and we can finally be happy again. Five shifted on his bed, he patted a spot by him.

"Come here." He tells me.

"Are you sure?" I mean I wouldn't want to hurt him or anything.

"Yes, now come here." I did as he said.

I laid next to him, he put his arm around me and I put my hand on his chest and snuggled up to him.We laid there together in silence enjoying the moment.

"You need anything? Are you hungry?" I ask looking up at him.

"I could use a coffee." I laugh.

"Okay." I sit stand up. "I'll be right back."

"No I'm coming with." He insisted.

"Five, you need to heal and rest." I crossed my arms, he ignored me and spatial jumped.

I groan and do the same, when I walk in. Five is in the kitchen with Klaus and Luther. I see him take a sit of his coffee.

"Jesus. Who do I gotta kill to get a decent cup of coffee?" Classic Five, always picky with his coffee.

"Can we get started?" Luther groan, no offense to him but he looked like shit.

"Anyone seen any of the others? Diego? Allison? No? All right, then, this is the closest thing to a quorum that we're gonna get." He bangs on the table. Now listening up. There's no easy way to say this, so I'm just gonna spit it out.

"Klaus." Luther mumbled.

"I conjured Dad last night." We all looked at each other.

"You said you haven't been able to conjure anyone in years." They made eye contact.

"Ah, yes, I know, but I'm sober. Ta-da!" I saw the smile of his face. "I got clean, yesterday, to talk to someone special, and then needed up having this conversation with dear old Daddy himself."

"Has anyone got some aspirin?" Luther asked us all.

"Top shelf, next to the crackers." Five answered honestly." I sat on the table swinging my legs.

"Hey, hey , hey. This is serious, guys, all right?" Luther sighed. "This really happened, I swear." I honestly believed him.

"Okay, fine. I'll play. What did the old man have to say?" I could tell Five didn't by it but I did.

"Well, he gave me the usual lectures about my appearance and my failures in life. Yada yada yada. No surprise there. Even in the afterlife couldn't soften a hardass like Dad, right? But he did mention something about his murder, or lack of thereof, because... he killed himself." Klaus looked down.

I felt bad, nobody believed him and thought he was just messing with them. I could see a difference between how Klaus was the other day. Now he was sober, he was in a much happier mood.