My sister didn't cause any of this. You want to blame someone, blame Glory! Blame those bastard Knights! Blame the people who wanted to hurt you. It's all me! She was never sick, then the big blob of energy turns up, and suddenly she has a brain tumour?
You think that's a coincidence? You remember when she last had a CAT scan? The doctors told her it was probably there for months before she felt the symptoms. Before you were sent to us. Mom wasn't your fault. Tara wasn't your fault. Giles wasn't your fault. Faith wasn't your fault. Everyone ended up sleeping at the Summers' house, returning to the hospital that night. Spike was already there; he had arrived at sunset, sending the exhausted Giles home for the night, and was sitting with Faith when the gang arrived.
In spite of Buffy's best efforts, Dawn insisted on seeing Faith. Buffy expected her sister would break down in tears, but Dawn was feeling too emotionally numb by this point. Buffy's expression somehow managed to combine hope and guilt. Is there something you and Tara can do, a spell or something, to hide her? Shouldn't that count for something? It counts for a lot, but she killed people, remember, human people. She murdered that geologist, not to mention helping the Mayor try to eat our whole graduating class.
Willow could feel her resolve weakening. Does it matter if the cops find her here? She should get some credit for it, not just get caught because she was hurt before she could turn herself in. I think she's earned that much. Willow's desire to help her friend finally won out over her lingering hatred of Faith.
If she agrees, we'll look for something. A watch rotation was soon decided and everyone except Buffy and Spike headed off again; Willow and Tara staying over at the house with Dawn while Xander and Anya returned to his apartment. So Buffy watched Faith, looking for some sign of improvement, while Spike watched Buffy. For a long time neither of them spoke. Buffy looked up at him in surprise — truthfully, he'd been so quiet she'd almost forgotten he was there. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she realized what he'd said.
I should've made sure he was dead the first time. If Faith hadn't followed me…" Spike screwed his eyes shut, not wanting to think about what that would have meant.
Buffy wanted to say something comforting, knowing how bad she felt when a self-perceived failure got someone hurt. She remembered standing with Giles by Jenny Calendar's grave "I wish I could have killed him for you…for her…" , but some part of her did blame Spike for this. She knew it wasn't fair, but the angry voice at the back of her mind kept repeating, he promised to protect Dawn, and he failed.
Not trusting herself to speak, she reached out and took his hand. They sat like that for a long time. Xander and Anya came by to relieve them a little before dawn, giving Spike time to get back to his crypt safely. Willow and Tara took over in the early afternoon, and Buffy returned that night, this time with Giles.
She'd asked Spike to watch over Dawn that night, allowing Willow and Tara some time alone together, and he'd readily agreed — they were both a little uncomfortable together after the previous night. Through it all, Faith remained in a condition described by the doctors as "serious but stable".
In the small hours of the morning, Buffy was returning to Faith's bedside from the bathroom when she saw a familiar figure at the nurses' station asking where Faith was. A moment later she was running into his arms. The vampire just had time to brace himself before impact.
Buffy hugged him ferociously before stepping back a pace. I kept calling, and I just got the machine…" In spite of the circumstances, Buffy couldn't help smiling at the sight of her ex.
We were…uh…out of town, on a case. Buffy let out a little laugh. Giles rose from his chair as Angel came in. Their greeting was civil but a little awkward; the matter of Jenny Calendar's death and Giles' torture still hung between them, in spite of their best efforts. Both were quick to return their focus to Faith. Angel had known from Buffy's phone calls that Faith was in bad shape, but seeing her was still a shock. In the near-silence of the ICU, he could hear her heart beating steadily, but he knew that was only part of the picture.
The last time Faith had been in this situation, she had stayed unconscious for eight months. There was no telling how long it would be this time.
Giles shook his head. He told me that Faith's vital signs are stable, she's just unconscious. If her condition hasn't deteriorated by morning, they're going to move her to a regular room. There's nothing more they can do, we just have to wait. Angel scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to Giles. Call me if anything happens? Willow lay gasping for breath, her eyes glittering and unfocussed, as Tara moved to snuggle in beside her.
They had gone to Willow's house after Buffy and Giles had relieved them at the hospital at sunset — their dorm room was missing a wall after Glory's visit. The only thing on their minds had been rest, to recover from the physical and emotional strain of the previous few days, but once the two witches had settled into bed they had found they couldn't keep their hands off each other, in spite of one of Tara's being in a cast.
If Willow had been thinking clearly, her psychology studies would have told her that sex was a normal life-affirming response to a dangerous and traumatic situation, but Tara's efforts had virtually reduced her mind to the "fire bad, tree pretty" level. Tara placed a soft kiss on her girlfriend's cheek and couldn't help but giggle at her glazed expression — the combination of codeine for her broken hand and the endorphins flooding her bloodstream after hours of sex had left Tara feeling slightly intoxicated.
Willow managed to pout for a whole two seconds before laughing herself. She leaned over and kissed Tara gently, then lifted her head again, her expression suddenly serious. I can't remember the last time I said that…". Tara silenced her with a swift kiss and said "I love you too, Willow. And you don't need to say it. You saved me, you brought me back. Willow smiled softly and laid her head on the pillow again.
With you. Angel perched himself on the next gravestone along. Didn't you think I'd help you? Buffy was slightly taken aback by not completely disguised look of hurt on Angel's face. Besides, it didn't seem necessary. I mean, I knew Glory was dangerous, but we seemed to be dealing.
Even when Faith showed up, I though we could handle it. Then it all just blew up…God, it's been less than three days since Tara was attacked! It was all so sudden…". She must've loved that. Angel laughed quietly. Except the part where they were going to kill her, of course.
Buffy looked at her watch. We should get back to the hospital. You got anywhere to stay? There's a bed set up in the basement, Faith was sleeping there. It's not much, but it's pretty much sun proof. Angel smiled gently. It'll be good to see Dawn again…" He trailed off, remembering.
The branches rustled gently in the warm summer breeze. Faith stood silent, her eyes closed, soaking up the warmth and the mingled scents of the woodland.
Faith turned at the sound of the voice, her eyes snapping open. Buffy was standing a few yards away, gazing down into an open grave. Her outfit chilled Faith's blood: black leather jacket, black t-shirt, red leather pants — the same clothes she had worn the night they fought at Faith's apartment.
Looking down at herself, Faith realised she was wearing her clothes from that night too. The scar on her stomach began to throb slightly. So we don't even rate a headstone…" Faith snorted in disgust. You think the PTB're trying to tell me something? I'm not supposed to be here any more. You were right, Sunnydale is supposed to be your town. You're the Chosen One now…".
Faith stumbled and fell to the ground. Who cares how it's always been? In the brief moment she'd lost sight of Buffy as she fell, Buffy's outfit had changed; instead of the clothes from their pre-graduation battle, she was wearing a long, almost funereal black dress. Behind her, Faith could see that a headstone had appeared at the other end of the grave. Take care of the world, okay? Faith darted forward and grabbed her wrist, but couldn't keep her balance against their combined momentum and they both tumbled in….
Buffy snapped awake, her eyes darting around as she tried to get her bearings. Realising she was in her bedroom, she sat up slowly, trying to calm the pounding of her heart. She looked over at the clock: pm. She'd been asleep for barely four hours. She'd been looking forward to getting Angel settled and being in bed soon after sunrise.
In retrospect, she should have foreseen the complication…. In her house. Alone with her sister. Angel hadn't been pleased by that revelation, and Spike wasn't happy about the object of his affections having her ex as a house guest.
There had been a lot of glowering and muttered threats before she finally got Spike out of the door and Angel into the basement. The confrontation had woken Dawn from a night of fitful sleep, and she hadn't felt like going back to bed, so the sisters had shared an early breakfast before Buffy headed upstairs.
Once in her bed, however, Buffy had been unable to settle, tossing and turning for hours until exhaustion overcame her.
As her heart-rate returned to normal, Buffy slipped out of bed and headed for the shower. She tried to put the images from her dream out of her mind as she washed off the sheen of sweat it had caused. The sweat washed away easily; the residual disquiet was more persistent. Buffy's sense on unease only grew as she went downstairs. There was no sign of Dawn.
Her bedroom door had been wide open, showing a clearly empty room, but she wasn't in the living room or kitchen. Buffy was about to start calling Dawn's name when the slightly ajar basement door caught her eye. She found Dawn sitting on the camp bed with Angel, talking quietly.
Dawn was smiling for the first time in days, and started giggling as she saw Buffy. Buffy did her best, but within seconds she was laughing harder than she had when she heard about Harmony and her "minions".
As much as he wanted to feel put upon, Angel was glad to hear the two Summers girls laughing; he had a feeling that there hadn't been much laughter in the house recently.
Eventually, lack of air forced an end to Buffy's laughter, but she still couldn't look at the vampire with a straight face. Buffy was about to ask for details when they all heard the phone start to ring. Buffy ran up the stairs and into the kitchen, snatching the phone from its cradle on the wall. For a moment Buffy just stared at the phone, not quite comprehending what she'd heard.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Dawn appear at the basement door, her expression questioning. Shaking herself out of her daze, Buffy replied, "We're on our way.
As Buffy hung up, Dawn walked slowly toward her, afraid to ask what the news was. Buffy stepped forward to meet her sister and wrapped her arms around her. She's okay…" Neither realized they were crying. Tara concentrated for a moment, then replied, "Maybe a little, but only because I know it's there. Suddenly, she grabbed Willow's arm. Willow looked over and saw why Tara had become so excited. The wounded Slayer was slowly flexing the fingers of her right hand, the one that wasn't in a plaster cast.
A few moments later, her eyelids fluttered briefly, then slowly opened. Faith blinked several times, trying to focus, before she looked around the room. It took her a moment to spot the two witches sitting by the window.
Tara just smiled shyly and waved her cast. Faith suddenly jerked up off the pillow, trying to sit upright. Is she okay? They won in the dream, but she still died…. Tara smiled reassuringly. I-I mean, we were all upset about you getting hurt, but now you're awake…". Faith subsided onto the pillow, relief washing over her face. As she lay down again, she finally noticed the casts and bandages covering her.
So that's why I sound hammered. It's good. What month is it? As soon as the door closed, Willow's face hardened.
It took a moment for what Willow had said to register in Faith's morphine-clouded mind, then confusion registered on her face. Why the hell would Red do anything for me?
Damn it, Faith, quit feeling sorry for yourself! I'd rather not be healing up in the prison infirmary. I put a couple in the infirmary, and everyone's left me alone since, but if I'm laid up like this they might try to settle some scores…" And I've had enough knives in me to last a lifetime…. After a moment, the door opened, and one of the doctors came in to take a look at Faith. He had just finished when Tara returned.
Faith smiled weakly at her. Neither of them saw Willow's eyes narrow. The bed was empty. Giles answered, his voice soothing. The doctor took her up for a CT scan a few minutes ago.
She'll be back soon. Buffy visibly relaxed, as did Dawn. The two sisters sat down on the edge of the bed to wait. After a moment, Buffy asked, "Any luck finding a spell? Willow smiled slightly. It was pretty easy, really; we'd already looked into using it once before. I-I mean, we'll all still see Faith 'cause we know her, but the staff here should just see her as a patient.
If a cop saw her we might have a problem, 'cause watching for escaped prisoners is sorta their job, but…". I know we kept Faith hidden before, but she has done what she came here to do…". Xander and Anya arrived a few minutes later, and soon after that, the group decided to wait outside in the corridor "where the chairs live", as Xander put it.
Half an hour passed, then an hour. Xander was returning from fetching coffee when the elevator doors opened, and Faith was wheeled out, looking tired but a little more alert than before. Buffy and Dawn ran to meet her, Dawn practically pouncing onto the gurney to hug Faith. Buffy's greeting was more restrained; she simply squeezed Faith's uninjured hand once and smiled. A nurse quickly returned Faith to her room, while a doctor with "Michael Wilson M.
Don't get me wrong, it's great that you've all been watching over her while she was unconscious, but now she's awake I don't want her getting disturbed too often. No more twenty-four hour vigils, okay? Wilson smiled gently.
She's already making excellent progress. I'm going to go over her condition with her now, and then you can see her, but only fifteen minutes. She needs to rest today, so anything else will have to wait until tomorrow.
Wilson nodded once and disappeared into Faith's room. Buffy sat down again and hugged Dawn. Casey Calvert is a prominent adult performer, writer, and sexual educator. Her blog website can be found at www. US Edition U. Coronavirus News U.
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Apparently, J. On a lighter note, Andy Cohen asked Lopez about whether or not she'd ever filmed a tape, and her face is priceless.
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Washington State Cougar Marching Band. Recorded as "Wild Thing Louie Louie". Max Weinberg with The Weeklings.
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