Dying Inside

HeartbreakDX

Note: I've really caught a writing bug this week! Jeezum Crow! How many have I done this week? Lol Yay me! Don't forgot, the Secret Santa fics will be coming soon, I am currently also accepting fic requests so if you want something written a certain way let me know pairings and kinks etc... however remember I may not be able to get to everything before Christmas but you will get them. I prefer Shawn related pairings if possible but will write others and not a fan of Cena so keep that in mind. Happy Holidays!

Chapter 11:

Now that Shawn had begun to wake, Mark felt confident enough to leave isolation long enough to get himself something to eat at the cafeteria and look around in the giftshop for something to give the smaller man when he opened his eyes. His eyes fell to a cuddly white teddy bear sporting wings and a halo.

"No way, an 'Angel Bear'!" Mark laughed to himself. "That's just too perfect!"

He smiled to himself and paid for it, taking it back upstairs with him. He let the doctor spray the little guy down for germs before taking it back into Shawn's room with him. He grinned, anxious for Shawn to open his eyes so he could give it to him. Mark sat the bear on the bedside table and took Shawn's hand in his once again.

"Hey Angel Bear, I'm back. Just got me a little lunch." he murmured. Shawn squeezed his hand in acknowledgement, he was awake.

"Oh hey you're awake Honey!" Mark said surprised. "You wanna try opening your eyes for me Angel?"

Shawn tapped a yes against Mark's hand.

"Just take it slow Angel Bear ok? No rush." he watched as Shawn slowly struggled to open his eyes.

"Come on Shawny, you can do it. That's my tough boy!" he encouraged softly, squeezing his hand over and over. Shawn's eyes slipped open for a second and then closed again.

"Almost there Angel." He told him. "My resilient HBK."

Shawn's eyes slid open again, blinked, and stayed open.

"There you are Sweetie, hey!" he smiled. Shawn looked down at the tube in his mouth and started to try and fight it.

"Shhh shhhh no no no Sweetheart, you still need that Angel Bear. Wait until the doctor says it can come out." Mark soothed. "Just relax, that's it, there you go."

Shawn calmed and lay back against his pillows, looking up at Mark almost like he wasn't sure he was really there.

"It's me Angel Bear, it really is, I promise, I'm here." Mark reassured him. Slowly Shawn reached out and touched Mark's solid chest, his eyes brightening as he touched solid body and dropping his arm back to the bed. The small action took a lot of effort and energy but it was totally worth it for the little blond.

"See? Its me." he smiled. "I got you something."

He picked up the teddy bear and held it up in front of Shawn.

"Its an Angel Bear! Just like you!" he tucked it under Shawn's arm and he hugged it to him happily and looked up into his lover's eyes. Mark could see past the front Shawn was trying to put up for him into the hurt and fear behind it and the memories of what had happened to him. He didn't bring it up though. Shawn didn't need that right now. Right now Shawn needed his support and love. The rest could wait until he was feeling better.

…...Meanwhile........

"The bitch is awake." A short, fat man growled, sitting down at the bar with his fellows.

"Damnit!" A skinnier man swore, pounding his fist against the bar.

"We're dead." The third man added, setting his beer down.

"Not necessarily." Replied the fourth. "Not until he talks. He's still got a tube in his mouth right?"

The first man nodded.

"Then we have time. But we need to act quickly or it's an unmarked grave in the middle of nowhere for all of us!"

The other three nodded in agreement. Now was the time to act.

Shawn was fast asleep in his bed, his new teddy cuddled tight against his chest. Mark smiled down at his lover and kissed his forehead lovingly.

"Thank you for coming back to me baby. I love you so much." he murmured in his ear and settled down in his chair for the night. He took Shawn's hand in his and kissed the back of it. Shawn made an incoherent noise behind the tube in his throat and shifted in bed.

"Goodnight Angel Bear, please have only sweet dreams tonight." and he prayed to God that Shawn would only have sweet dreams and not be plagued by nightmares the whole night. Either way Mark wouldn't be leaving his side tonight. Not for an instant.

Notess:

Yes, chapter 11! * dances* I am so on a roll.

ShawnMuse: And I'm so freaking cute! Thanks for the teddy Baby!

TakerMuse: Of course Angel Bear, only the best for you.

Me: Now do it! DO IT!

*Both musi stare at me and my camera *

Me: Ummmm never mind, forget I said that.