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Virgil the Typhlosion awoke with a start and sat bolt upright. He gasped for breath as sweat poured down his body, drenching his fur as steam came from the fire vents on his back.

After several seconds he began to slow down his breathing to a point where he could begin to think things through a little more clearly. He had been having another nightmare about the night that his friend Marcus had been killed. The two of them along with their other partner, a Staraptor named Cruise, had been staying at a military hospital after a particularly brutal mission in which Marcus and Cruise had nearly been tortured to death and Virgil had taken a bullet to the lung and stomach. All three of them were barely hanging onto life when the base had fallen under attack. His master, a special forces soldier named Mitchell, had gone to defend the base, thinking his Pokemon safe in the hospital. Unfortunately he had been dead wrong. During the attack Marcus had used his body to shield Virgil and Cruise from a mortar attack and had paid the ultimate price.

Virgil shivered at the memory. He could still see Marcus's body coming apart in slow motion from the explosion. Bone and body parts flying towards him as he felt a searing pain run up his arm as bone shrapnel embedded itself in his body. He could hear his own voice screaming for Marcus as Cruise dragged him out of the burning building as Marcus, still hanging onto life by a thread looked back at him and yelled at the two of them to go as the fire engulfed what was left of his body. His screams of agony echoed in Virgil's ears even now as the pain of the bone shrapnel still in his arm came back to haunt him.

He looked over at the beautiful Ninetales laying next to him on the bed. Bianca. His mate and the sole reason that he was still alive. Before he had met Bianca he had fall into a self destructive cycle of drug addiction and heavy drinking. Fortunately for him after running away from his master he had run into Bianca. She herself had been a former prostitute and drug addict working for a gang of Poliwrath but Virgil had beaten the shit out of the gang and gotten Bianca her freedom. The two of them had been together ever since, helping each other to break their addictions and Bianca consistently helping Virgil with his PTSD.

However, recently it had been getting harder and harder for Virgil to try and deal with the dreams, the panic attacks, and worst of all the sudden smells and mild hallucinations. He had done his best to try and hide the problems from Bianca. Not wanting to worry her. But as the days went on he was finding it increasingly difficult to hide the pain, both mental and physical, that was dragging him back down.

With a deep sigh and another look at Bianca Virgil slowly got out of bed, careful to avoid waking her as he walked to the bathroom. He didn't turn the light on and instead heated up the fire vents on his neck to a dim glow, his head hurt enough without the added pain of intense light. Virgil wet a towel and proceeded to wipe his sweaty brow before placing it against his neck, causing a mild burst of steam to come from his neck as he let out a deep sigh and sat on the floor and swallowed a pair of pain killers to help with his headache.

He just sat like that for several minutes as his eyes began to adjust to the dark. His head felt like shit and the painkillers weren't doing anything to help. He looked in the mirror at his bloodshot eyes and rubbed them. The pain just wouldn't go away and it was driving him crazy. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. Virgil opened the cupboard under the sink and took out a small black bag that had been hidden behind the pipes. He opened the bag and took out a syringe filled with a yellowish liquid and a rubber surgical tube.

Virgil took a look at the syringe, it had been months since he last shot up and while he had promised Bianca that he had finally gone straight he had kept this small stash as a just in case measure. He hated himself for doing it but right now he was beginning to think that it had been the right move. He wrapped the surgical tube around his right arm and looked down at the numerous other needle marks hidden by his fur that had still not fully healed.

With one final look at the syringe he slid the needle into the vein sticking up through the skin. He winced as he pushed down on the plunger but suddenly gasped in pain as the vein ruptured under his skin and blood began to flow down his arm and stain his fur. Virgil pushed his paw against the wound and hissed in pain. "(Damnit.)" He muttered under his breath as blood seeped up between his claws. Virgil got to his feet but suddenly felt an intense wave of dizziness come over him and he grabbed onto the sink to keep himself from collapsing. He almost succeeded in lowering himself back down to the floor but his claws slid off of the slick linoleum and he fell to the floor, banging his head against the edge of the sink and hitting the floor hard as various items on the counter top fell to the floor around him.

Virgil gritted his teeth as his head began to throb while the drugs began to kick in. The two seemed to fight each other for a moment until the drugs won over and the pain began to subside as Virgil began to slide down into the depths of relaxation provided by the drugs when he heard the sound of claws on wood. His head snapped towards the door and he immediately regretted having gotten out of bed in the first place.

Bianca was standing there, her fiery blue eyes only half open as she looked into the bathroom at Virgil. He knew that he had to look like a wreck. What with blood flowing from a needle stuck in his arm, a bump forming on his head, and various items scattered around him on the floor. Right then Virgil wanted nothing more than to melt into the floor. He felt like a kid who had been caught masturbating by his mother. Only a thousand times worse. He had sworn to Bianca countless times over that he would kick his drug habit. He told her that he would do it for her, that he would do anything for her. She had sat by his side day in and day out as he suffered through the withdrawal. Held his head in her paws while he lay on the floor whimpering in agony and told him over and over how it was going to be alright. And now he had betrayed her, he had failed her, just like he had failed to save Marcus.

His headache quickly returned.

The two of them just stared at each other in shock for several seconds before Virgil spoke. "(Bianca...I...I'm so sorry it's not what it looks like...well actually it's exactly what it looks like but I swear that I tried to-)" Virgil didn't get a chance to say anymore as Bianca walked up to him and placed a paw against his mouth to shush him as she looked down at his arm. Slowly she took the syringe in her teeth and pulled it out of Virgil's arm before setting it down on the ground and pressing her own paw down to stem the bleeding. "(Virgil right now I don't care about any of that. All I care about if whether you are alright or not.)" She looked down at the wound and then at his head. "(We can talk about the rest later but I think that we need to get you cleaned up and back to bed before anything else.)"

Virgil wasn't quite sure what to say to Bianca but he was thankful when she helped him to the floor and began to bandage his arm. She worked quickly and diligently and was finished with his arm in a matter of minutes. By this time the drugs had taken full effect and Virgil couldn't feel anything in the appendage while the rest of his body felt like it was floating in an endless ocean. His eyesight had become cloudy as well and it took all of his concentration to keep his focus on Bianca through the haze.

After several minutes Bianca finished cleaning and bandaging Virgil's arm and with a great deal of effort managed to help him up onto her back and brought him back to their bed. She laid him down so that he was comfortable before curling up beside him and pulling the blankets back over both of their bodies. The entire time Virgil continued to just stare blankly at Bianca. Despite the fog that was engulfing his mind he had never stopped beating himself over the head for what he had done. He dreaded the outpouring of disappointment that he was certain was to come from her over his failing. He knew that Bianca tended to be very easygoing but he had never done anything like this before. He had totally betrayed her trust and frankly he had no idea how she was going to react to that.

The two of them just lay there for a minute before Bianca got herself up on her front legs and looked down at Virgil as he stared back through cloudy eyes. "(Virgil I...I am not sure how I feel about what you did. On the one hand when I walked into the bathroom and I saw you with that needle in your arm I wanted to be angry with you. Every fiber in my body wanted me to scream out and curse you for betraying my trust but at the same time I knew that wasn't the answer. That would have just pushed you even further away and that is the last thing in the world that I want. I know that you have been in pain lately Virgil. I've seen it in your eyes. The pain that you go through each night that no matter how hard you try never seems to go away. And yet whenever I ask you if you are alright or if you would like to talk you just brush it off as nothing.)" Bianca gently touched his forehead with her paw and snuggled up closer to him.

"(I'm not mad at you Virgil. I'm just very disappointed. You know that I would have done my best to help you if you had just come to me. I could have helped you with the pain. But when you really needed help you instead turned back to the drugs rather than to me. That hurt me Virgil. It hurt me to see you laying there with that needle in your arm. It felt like you had cheated on me.)" Bianca rubbed her head against his and he could see tears welling up in her eyes and his heart sank even further.

Bianca gently kissed his neck as she pressed her body up against his. "(Virgil...despite how I feel about what you did it doesn't change how I feel about you or how much I love you. You are the most wonderful Pokemon I've ever known Virgil and I'm not going to leave you because you made a mistake. That being said you did hurt me Virgil. You broke the promise that you made to me that you would never go back to the drugs. It's going to take some time and effort on your part Virgil to earn back my trust.)"

Virgil could now see the tears falling from her eyes and he managed to fight through his drug induced fog in order to wrap an arm around her and pull her close to his body. Arceus her fur felt as soft and wonderful as the day that they had met. How could he have been such a fool as to think he needed anything in his life to make him happy other than her? He felt lower than a Diglett right then. Bianca was such an angel. She had managed to kick her own drug habit and he, the strong one who had promised to protect her, was now shooting up again. It made him sick.

Bianca placed a paw against his cheek and nuzzled her nose against his as she smiled at him. "(Virgil I don't want you to hate yourself over this. We're going to work through this. You just had a little setback and I'm going to help you get back on your feet in the morning.)" He felt her wrap her tails around both of their bodies followed by her hind legs. "(All I want from you right now Virgil is for you to hold me tight and promise, promise me that this will be the last time. That from here on out if you are in pain, if you are suffering and you don't know where else to turn. You will come to me or your master. You will let us know how we can help you and we will hold your paw and guide you through the hard times. And you will never again touch the drugs. Is that understood Virgil?)"

Virgil looked at her through the haze and using all his strength managed to pull through it enough to coherently form words as he took her paws and held them tightly. "(Bianca. I swear to you I will never touch the drugs again nor will I ever betray your trust again. You are the most important Pokemon in the world to me Bianca. I love you more than anything else and I will do whatever it takes to regain your trust. I will never hurt you again Bianca. I swear on my life that I will never hurt you again Bianca)"

Tears poured down his face as they held each other close. Bianca reached over and wiped them off, not bothering with the fact that she was also crying. "(Oh Virgil. I love you so much.)" She wrapped her front paws around him and kissed him again. "(It's okay to cry Virgil. Just let it all out big guy.)"

The two of them lay like that for what seemed an eternity until Bianca once again spoke up. "(You know Virgil. If you want to start regaining my trust perhaps there is something that you could help me with.)" Virgil looked at her and blinked a few times, the fog from the drugs finally starting to dissipate. "(What's that Bianca?)" Bianca smiled and slid a paw down his chest. "(Well it's just that...it's been over a week since we last made love. I think that it's high time we rectified that don't you. After all you did wake me up. I think that it's only fair you...tire me out a little so I can sleep?)" She fluttered her eyes at him and a small smile came to Virgil's face as brought his snout inches away from her's. Without warning he pulled her into a powerful kiss as he flipped her over onto her back.

"(I think that I can help you with that little problem Bianca. But let's not take too long. I'm pretty tired myself.)"

The two of them made slow passionate love for hours. By the time they finished the morning sun was slowly peaking through their window. They held each other close in a tight embrace as they slept. Both smiling and knowing that no matter what happened they would always be there for each other.

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Virgil the Typhlosion awoke with a start and sat bolt upright. He gasped for breath as sweat poured down his body, drenching his fur as steam came from the fire vents on his back.

After several seconds he began to slow down his breathing to a point where he could begin to think things through a little more clearly. He had been having another nightmare about the night that his friend Marcus had been killed. The two of them along with their other partner, a Staraptor named Cruise, had been staying at a military hospital after a particularly brutal mission in which Marcus and Cruise had nearly been tortured to death and Virgil had taken a bullet to the lung and stomach. All three of them were barely hanging onto life when the base had fallen under attack. His master, a special forces soldier named Mitchell, had gone to defend the base, thinking his Pokemon safe in the hospital. Unfortunately he had been dead wrong. During the attack Marcus had used his body to shield Virgil and Cruise from a mortar attack and had paid the ultimate price.

Virgil shivered at the memory. He could still see Marcus's body coming apart in slow motion from the explosion. Bone and body parts flying towards him as he felt a searing pain run up his arm as bone shrapnel embedded itself in his body. He could hear his own voice screaming for Marcus as Cruise dragged him out of the burning building as Marcus, still hanging onto life by a thread looked back at him and yelled at the two of them to go as the fire engulfed what was left of his body. His screams of agony echoed in Virgil's ears even now as the pain of the bone shrapnel still in his arm came back to haunt him.

He looked over at the beautiful Ninetales laying next to him on the bed. Bianca. His mate and the sole reason that he was still alive. Before he had met Bianca he had fall into a self destructive cycle of drug addiction and heavy drinking. Fortunately for him after running away from his master he had run into Bianca. She herself had been a former prostitute and drug addict working for a gang of Poliwrath but Virgil had beaten the shit out of the gang and gotten Bianca her freedom. The two of them had been together ever since, helping each other to break their addictions and Bianca consistently helping Virgil with his PTSD.

However, recently it had been getting harder and harder for Virgil to try and deal with the dreams, the panic attacks, and worst of all the sudden smells and mild hallucinations. He had done his best to try and hide the problems from Bianca. Not wanting to worry her. But as the days went on he was finding it increasingly difficult to hide the pain, both mental and physical, that was dragging him back down.

With a deep sigh and another look at Bianca Virgil slowly got out of bed, careful to avoid waking her as he walked to the bathroom. He didn't turn the light on and instead heated up the fire vents on his neck to a dim glow, his head hurt enough without the added pain of intense light. Virgil wet a towel and proceeded to wipe his sweaty brow before placing it against his neck, causing a mild burst of steam to come from his neck as he let out a deep sigh and sat on the floor and swallowed a pair of pain killers to help with his headache.

He just sat like that for several minutes as his eyes began to adjust to the dark. His head felt like shit and the painkillers weren't doing anything to help. He looked in the mirror at his bloodshot eyes and rubbed them. The pain just wouldn't go away and it was driving him crazy. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. Virgil opened the cupboard under the sink and took out a small black bag that had been hidden behind the pipes. He opened the bag and took out a syringe filled with a yellowish liquid and a rubber surgical tube.

Virgil took a look at the syringe, it had been months since he last shot up and while he had promised Bianca that he had finally gone straight he had kept this small stash as a just in case measure. He hated himself for doing it but right now he was beginning to think that it had been the right move. He wrapped the surgical tube around his right arm and looked down at the numerous other needle marks hidden by his fur that had still not fully healed.

With one final look at the syringe he slid the needle into the vein sticking up through the skin. He winced as he pushed down on the plunger but suddenly gasped in pain as the vein ruptured under his skin and blood began to flow down his arm and stain his fur. Virgil pushed his paw against the wound and hissed in pain. "(Damnit.)" He muttered under his breath as blood seeped up between his claws. Virgil got to his feet but suddenly felt an intense wave of dizziness come over him and he grabbed onto the sink to keep himself from collapsing. He almost succeeded in lowering himself back down to the floor but his claws slid off of the slick linoleum and he fell to the floor, banging his head against the edge of the sink and hitting the floor hard as various items on the counter top fell to the floor around him.

Virgil gritted his teeth as his head began to throb while the drugs began to kick in. The two seemed to fight each other for a moment until the drugs won over and the pain began to subside as Virgil began to slide down into the depths of relaxation provided by the drugs when he heard the sound of claws on wood. His head snapped towards the door and he immediately regretted having gotten out of bed in the first place.

Bianca was standing there, her fiery blue eyes only half open as she looked into the bathroom at Virgil. He knew that he had to look like a wreck. What with blood flowing from a needle stuck in his arm, a bump forming on his head, and various items scattered around him on the floor. Right then Virgil wanted nothing more than to melt into the floor. He felt like a kid who had been caught masturbating by his mother. Only a thousand times worse. He had sworn to Bianca countless times over that he would kick his drug habit. He told her that he would do it for her, that he would do anything for her. She had sat by his side day in and day out as he suffered through the withdrawal. Held his head in her paws while he lay on the floor whimpering in agony and told him over and over how it was going to be alright. And now he had betrayed her, he had failed her, just like he had failed to save Marcus.

His headache quickly returned.

The two of them just stared at each other in shock for several seconds before Virgil spoke. "(Bianca...I...I'm so sorry it's not what it looks like...well actually it's exactly what it looks like but I swear that I tried to-)" Virgil didn't get a chance to say anymore as Bianca walked up to him and placed a paw against his mouth to shush him as she looked down at his arm. Slowly she took the syringe in her teeth and pulled it out of Virgil's arm before setting it down on the ground and pressing her own paw down to stem the bleeding. "(Virgil right now I don't care about any of that. All I care about if whether you are alright or not.)" She looked down at the wound and then at his head. "(We can talk about the rest later but I think that we need to get you cleaned up and back to bed before anything else.)"

Virgil wasn't quite sure what to say to Bianca but he was thankful when she helped him to the floor and began to bandage his arm. She worked quickly and diligently and was finished with his arm in a matter of minutes. By this time the drugs had taken full effect and Virgil couldn't feel anything in the appendage while the rest of his body felt like it was floating in an endless ocean. His eyesight had become cloudy as well and it took all of his concentration to keep his focus on Bianca through the haze.

After several minutes Bianca finished cleaning and bandaging Virgil's arm and with a great deal of effort managed to help him up onto her back and brought him back to their bed. She laid him down so that he was comfortable before curling up beside him and pulling the blankets back over both of their bodies. The entire time Virgil continued to just stare blankly at Bianca. Despite the fog that was engulfing his mind he had never stopped beating himself over the head for what he had done. He dreaded the outpouring of disappointment that he was certain was to come from her over his failing. He knew that Bianca tended to be very easygoing but he had never done anything like this before. He had totally betrayed her trust and frankly he had no idea how she was going to react to that.

The two of them just lay there for a minute before Bianca got herself up on her front legs and looked down at Virgil as he stared back through cloudy eyes. "(Virgil I...I am not sure how I feel about what you did. On the one hand when I walked into the bathroom and I saw you with that needle in your arm I wanted to be angry with you. Every fiber in my body wanted me to scream out and curse you for betraying my trust but at the same time I knew that wasn't the answer. That would have just pushed you even further away and that is the last thing in the world that I want. I know that you have been in pain lately Virgil. I've seen it in your eyes. The pain that you go through each night that no matter how hard you try never seems to go away. And yet whenever I ask you if you are alright or if you would like to talk you just brush it off as nothing.)" Bianca gently touched his forehead with her paw and snuggled up closer to him.

"(I'm not mad at you Virgil. I'm just very disappointed. You know that I would have done my best to help you if you had just come to me. I could have helped you with the pain. But when you really needed help you instead turned back to the drugs rather than to me. That hurt me Virgil. It hurt me to see you laying there with that needle in your arm. It felt like you had cheated on me.)" Bianca rubbed her head against his and he could see tears welling up in her eyes and his heart sank even further.

Bianca gently kissed his neck as she pressed her body up against his. "(Virgil...despite how I feel about what you did it doesn't change how I feel about you or how much I love you. You are the most wonderful Pokemon I've ever known Virgil and I'm not going to leave you because you made a mistake. That being said you did hurt me Virgil. You broke the promise that you made to me that you would never go back to the drugs. It's going to take some time and effort on your part Virgil to earn back my trust.)"

Virgil could now see the tears falling from her eyes and he managed to fight through his drug induced fog in order to wrap an arm around her and pull her close to his body. Arceus her fur felt as soft and wonderful as the day that they had met. How could he have been such a fool as to think he needed anything in his life to make him happy other than her? He felt lower than a Diglett right then. Bianca was such an angel. She had managed to kick her own drug habit and he, the strong one who had promised to protect her, was now shooting up again. It made him sick.

Bianca placed a paw against his cheek and nuzzled her nose against his as she smiled at him. "(Virgil I don't want you to hate yourself over this. We're going to work through this. You just had a little setback and I'm going to help you get back on your feet in the morning.)" He felt her wrap her tails around both of their bodies followed by her hind legs. "(All I want from you right now Virgil is for you to hold me tight and promise, promise me that this will be the last time. That from here on out if you are in pain, if you are suffering and you don't know where else to turn. You will come to me or your master. You will let us know how we can help you and we will hold your paw and guide you through the hard times. And you will never again touch the drugs. Is that understood Virgil?)"

Virgil looked at her through the haze and using all his strength managed to pull through it enough to coherently form words as he took her paws and held them tightly. "(Bianca. I swear to you I will never touch the drugs again nor will I ever betray your trust again. You are the most important Pokemon in the world to me Bianca. I love you more than anything else and I will do whatever it takes to regain your trust. I will never hurt you again Bianca. I swear on my life that I will never hurt you again Bianca)"

Tears poured down his face as they held each other close. Bianca reached over and wiped them off, not bothering with the fact that she was also crying. "(Oh Virgil. I love you so much.)" She wrapped her front paws around him and kissed him again. "(It's okay to cry Virgil. Just let it all out big guy.)"

The two of them lay like that for what seemed an eternity until Bianca once again spoke up. "(You know Virgil. If you want to start regaining my trust perhaps there is something that you could help me with.)" Virgil looked at her and blinked a few times, the fog from the drugs finally starting to dissipate. "(What's that Bianca?)" Bianca smiled and slid a paw down his chest. "(Well it's just that...it's been over a week since we last made love. I think that it's high time we rectified that don't you. After all you did wake me up. I think that it's only fair you...tire me out a little so I can sleep?)" She fluttered her eyes at him and a small smile came to Virgil's face as brought his snout inches away from her's. Without warning he pulled her into a powerful kiss as he flipped her over onto her back.

"(I think that I can help you with that little problem Bianca. But let's not take too long. I'm pretty tired myself.)"

The two of them made slow passionate love for hours. By the time they finished the morning sun was slowly peaking through their window. They held each other close in a tight embrace as they slept. Both smiling and knowing that no matter what happened they would always be there for each other.