Wake up angel (DJ, Trixie, any)

[D.J. Mac]

DJ stayed with Trixie through the night, since her piss-ant brother had decided to take off. There was not a chance in hell that he was going to leave Trixie's side, at least not until she was awake.

He spread out in a chair near her bed and slept the night through. He awoke early on to someone checking out her vitals. He lied to them when they asked if he was related. Once they left, he yawned and rubbed his hands over his face, trying to wipe the sleep away.

He stretched and blinked a few times. His body ached from staying in the chair. He needed a boost or something to get himself going. He leaned over Trixie and gently kissed her, "Wake up angel, please." He said softly.

It was a long night and the day would be even longer. He crept from the room and headed down to the cafeteria for some food and maybe coffee.

He over heard people talking about the shootings and noticed on the tv the memorial service. He watched as he got some food and coffee then paid for it and headed back up to her room.

He turned the tv on softly to the memorial and began to watch.

[Trixie Michaels]

It was a dream. It had to be. A horrible dream that Trixie would wake up from. Much like the dream she had about DJ. Although that dream had been far from horrible. Although right now there were no thoughts of the shooting in her head. Trixie must have felt DJ's presence because she felt safe. Her dreams were filled of romantic dinners and walks and talks and much more that she was not about to say or talk about.

Trixie heard words infiltrate her dream. Up until now it had been like a silent movie. No words just actions. Until in her dream DJ spoke, "Wake up Angel." Trixie looked at DJ in her dream and said, "But I am awake...right..." All the sudden DJ disappeared and Trixie was plunged into darkness that was drifting between that and light.

Finally minutes passed and Trixie heard beeping coming from some where. The darkness slowly lifted to become light as she opened her eyes. She had been sleeping all night. Due to the surgery and from the blood loss. Her body had needed to recuperate and so that plunged her into a 18 hour sleep cycle. If her body had not been rested before, it sure as hell was now. Yet she still felt weak. She finally opened her eyes and looked at the person standing before her. To be honest it was not who she expected.

She had expected her brother, but instead stood DJ. Trixie smiled at him. A soft smile because she was not able to do her normal scowl, "Don't you know I am a devil in desquise....I thought you knew me..." She said laughing, but it hurt to laugh, "Ow...forget the laughing..hurts too much." Trixie looked up at him, "You look like hell. Have you been here all night?" She said trying to be her ice queen self, but her voice portrayed warmth and thanks for him staying with her, "What happened? Where is my brother...is he...was he...hurt too?" Trixie was sure her brother would have never left her side if she had been hurt, she would never have left his side.

[D.J. Mac]

DJ smiled as she awoke. "You're no devil." He spoke softly. "Shhh, just stay quiet for now, you are still recovering." He gently rubbed her arm.

He nodded. "I wasn't going to sleep unless I knew what happened to you. I said I was a relative to stay though. I will admit, I'm much better looking than your bother...I mean brother."

She had to ask about Jay. "I wish I could say he grew up and stay with you as well but you know your bother. He stayed long enough till the doctor came around to say you'd pull through then he took off." He scowled at the thought, if Jay truly cared about Trixie's well being he would have stayed. "I haven't seen him yet this morning, I'm sorry." He wasn't sorry though, maybe this would open her eyes to him.

He looked up at the television. "They're showing the memorial at the school, didn't know if you wanted to watch or not. It just seems like the correct thing to do since we aren't there right now." He still hadn't let go of her hand during their talk.

[Trixie Michaels]

"If I haven't proven I can be a little devil then I am not trying hard enough." Trixie said softly. She gave him a smile as he ran a hand down her arm. She could feel the goose bumps appear. "You didn't have to stay, but I am glad you did. I would not want to be alone when I woke up." Man getting shot changed a person. Trixie would not guarantee the ice queen was gone, but for now she just did not have the stamina to be a bitch and quite frankly she did not want to.

"No we can watch it. I am sure some people were not as lucky as me and its only right to watch it." She told him. Had this been any other day Trixie would not be this nice. But given what happened and what everyone went through, being a bitch was just not right. Especially not when DJ had stayed with her. He really stayed with her.

"Wait...I thought you were giving me the silent treatment. I seem to remember you not talking to me at lunch on Friday." She was reminding him of the day he brought all the research to her and basically said he knew. Trixie grabbed his hand and squeezed. She wanted to cry because of her stupid brother. DJ was right. If Jay was okay, then he should be here. Yet where was he. It hurt that Jay could not come visit. "Thanks....for staying..." Trixie's other hand touched the side of DJ's face. God was she really this lucky. Did DJ really like her despite how much of a bitch she had been?

[D.J. Mac]

"You're just a fallen angel is all." DJ smiled trying to comfort her. "And I'm helping pick the angel up and get her back on course." He kept the gentle rubbing as she spoke. "The idea of having you here alone just didn't sit with me and since I didn't know where Jay went, I felt I should be here."

"Ok I'll keep it on for us." He held onto her hand during the presentation and the reading of the names. As much as he didn't want to say it aloud he had fallen and fallen hard for Trixie. He also felt guilty for what had happened to her and wanted to show responsibility.

He grinned. "I think that ended when I came to your rescue yesterday." There was a gentle reminder. He saw the look in her eyes and gently stroked her cheeks. "You need to let anything out, then let it out." His shoulders was big enough to hold her problems.

He gently stroked her cheek, gazing into her eyes. "Trix, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else at this moment." He moved in close and kissed her deeply.

[Trixie Michaels]

"You are way too sweet for your own good. I have been called many things, but a fallen angel...thats new." she said softly. She just did not have the heart to make her voice and sharper or louder. When she felt better then she could let him have it. Why, because she could and she enjoyed the verbal matches they had. It was fun and interesting. "No leather today. You are losing your touch. I am really glad you did not leave."

Trixie watched the memorial silently. "It's really sad. What happened. I just....if I were not lying here, I would not believe it." She said as she felt him stroked her cheek. She moved her cheek against his hand. "I have a lot to say, and not all of it good. My past was horrible. No one should go through what I did." Trixie was about to say something else when DJ kissed her. A deep kiss that said it all for her. It said she was lucky and she better not screw this up.

Trixie might not believe in love, but she believed in lust and attraction and there was no denying the chemistry that existed between her and DJ. She just wished that Jay would get over it. This was Trixie's choice. Especially since he was here and Jay was not that said alot. "I told you not to fall for me after we had sex." She said with a slight laugh. "I think we did this back wards. Usually sex comes much later." This time Trixie initiated the second kiss. It defiantly sent fire rushing through her veins and the passion behind it. Hell she actually forgot she called him boyfriend when the paramedics showed up, but there was probably no need to use the word now.