Title: The Other Side
Author: Emily
Summary: Set in the 'Normal Again' Alternate Reality, Liam "Angel" O'Connor is Buffy's new doctor. Buffy, in BtVS World, feels the tug of her soul mate, and wants to go back. She wants to be real.
Spoilers: All B/A History, and all of Buffy Season 6, and maybe Angel Season 3.
Rating: PG-13 (For now)
Dedication: To all the B/A Shippers: Keep the dream alive!
AN: I'm not a doctor, so be kind!!
Part 1/?
"Six years. We've lost her, she's gone." The doctor said, flicking off the light he'd been shining in Buffy's blank eyes.
Joyce gasped, and began to cry. Big, fat tears streamed down her face.
"No, not my baby!" She began to rock back and forth. Hank placed a firm hand around her shoulder and comforted her.
"I'm sure there's a way to get her back." Hank pleaded with the doctor.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Summers, she's in a state of catonia. She could come out of it, but odds are, she won't. She's latched on to the "friends" in her mind, and she's not willing to let go." Dr. Bruno excused himself from the crying couple.
Joyce wrenched herself from her husband's grip and rushed to Buffy's side. "Buffy! I know you can hear me!" She whimpered, "Please!"
"Joyce, darling," Hank said, placing his arm around her shoulder again, "We just have to give it time."
*
"Buffy Anne Summers," the nurse read out. "She's had major schizophrenic episodes, and is in a state of catonia. She doesn't respond to anything we do."
"I understand," the young doctor said, glancing at his clipboard.
"Since Dr. Bruno's retirement, nothing has changed. It's been six weeks since we had any contact with her whatsoever. She's caught up with emotions in her mind. She loves the people she's made up, and she can't seem to let go."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to see her now." Dr. O'Connor said, standing up.
"This way," the nurse motioned for him to follow her.
Buffy lay in the hospital bed, no expression on her face, no movement except for her steady breathing. Dr. O'Connor gazed at her. She had beautiful blue eyes, and gorgeous blonde hair.
'Unfortunately for me, the only person I find attractive is in a coma.'
"Dr. O'Connor," Joyce stood to greet him when he walked in. "Can you help her?"
Liam stared at the young girl; she'd lost six years of her life. He badly wanted to help her. "I'll try. Has there been any change?"
Joyce looked at him sadly, and bit her lip. "No, no change. Though, she did squeeze my hand a bit."
"That's improvement. Maybe all she needs it to hear the voice of familiar people. Your's, you husband's, maybe an aunt, or cousin."
"I've tried. You don't know how much I've tried. Every time she seems to make an improvement, she's immediately gone." Joyce broke down, tears streamed down her face.
"I know, I've read up on her case, but maybe, maybe this time's different. Please, go pull yourself together, and call your husband, and your family. They should be here, to talk to her."
Joyce left slowly, as Liam sat down his clipboard. He pulled a chair up to Buffy's bed and sat. "Hi," he smiled. "I'm Dr. O'Connor. Can you hear me?" He placed a hand over hers and squeezed. "Squeeze my hand if you can."
*
The sun awoke Buffy, and it made her tingle. She liked that feeling. She got up and got dressed, when she noticed something. Something was different, she could feel it. She felt someone. Deep down, her soul felt a tug; a tug from her eternal soul mate. "Angel," she said out loud. A sudden dizziness over took her, and she fell to the ground.
*
Liam felt a slight tug in his soul, but it was so small, he didn't notice. Suddenly, a small hand squeezed his. Slowly, Buffy's eyes opened. She looked scared at first, but relaxed. She saw a familiar face.
"Angel?" She asked.
TBC...If you like!!
Author: Emily
Summary: Set in the 'Normal Again' Alternate Reality, Liam "Angel" O'Connor is Buffy's new doctor. Buffy, in BtVS World, feels the tug of her soul mate, and wants to go back. She wants to be real.
Spoilers: All B/A History, and all of Buffy Season 6, and maybe Angel Season 3.
Rating: PG-13 (For now)
Dedication: To all the B/A Shippers: Keep the dream alive!
AN: I'm not a doctor, so be kind!!
Part 1/?
"Six years. We've lost her, she's gone." The doctor said, flicking off the light he'd been shining in Buffy's blank eyes.
Joyce gasped, and began to cry. Big, fat tears streamed down her face.
"No, not my baby!" She began to rock back and forth. Hank placed a firm hand around her shoulder and comforted her.
"I'm sure there's a way to get her back." Hank pleaded with the doctor.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Summers, she's in a state of catonia. She could come out of it, but odds are, she won't. She's latched on to the "friends" in her mind, and she's not willing to let go." Dr. Bruno excused himself from the crying couple.
Joyce wrenched herself from her husband's grip and rushed to Buffy's side. "Buffy! I know you can hear me!" She whimpered, "Please!"
"Joyce, darling," Hank said, placing his arm around her shoulder again, "We just have to give it time."
*
"Buffy Anne Summers," the nurse read out. "She's had major schizophrenic episodes, and is in a state of catonia. She doesn't respond to anything we do."
"I understand," the young doctor said, glancing at his clipboard.
"Since Dr. Bruno's retirement, nothing has changed. It's been six weeks since we had any contact with her whatsoever. She's caught up with emotions in her mind. She loves the people she's made up, and she can't seem to let go."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to see her now." Dr. O'Connor said, standing up.
"This way," the nurse motioned for him to follow her.
Buffy lay in the hospital bed, no expression on her face, no movement except for her steady breathing. Dr. O'Connor gazed at her. She had beautiful blue eyes, and gorgeous blonde hair.
'Unfortunately for me, the only person I find attractive is in a coma.'
"Dr. O'Connor," Joyce stood to greet him when he walked in. "Can you help her?"
Liam stared at the young girl; she'd lost six years of her life. He badly wanted to help her. "I'll try. Has there been any change?"
Joyce looked at him sadly, and bit her lip. "No, no change. Though, she did squeeze my hand a bit."
"That's improvement. Maybe all she needs it to hear the voice of familiar people. Your's, you husband's, maybe an aunt, or cousin."
"I've tried. You don't know how much I've tried. Every time she seems to make an improvement, she's immediately gone." Joyce broke down, tears streamed down her face.
"I know, I've read up on her case, but maybe, maybe this time's different. Please, go pull yourself together, and call your husband, and your family. They should be here, to talk to her."
Joyce left slowly, as Liam sat down his clipboard. He pulled a chair up to Buffy's bed and sat. "Hi," he smiled. "I'm Dr. O'Connor. Can you hear me?" He placed a hand over hers and squeezed. "Squeeze my hand if you can."
*
The sun awoke Buffy, and it made her tingle. She liked that feeling. She got up and got dressed, when she noticed something. Something was different, she could feel it. She felt someone. Deep down, her soul felt a tug; a tug from her eternal soul mate. "Angel," she said out loud. A sudden dizziness over took her, and she fell to the ground.
*
Liam felt a slight tug in his soul, but it was so small, he didn't notice. Suddenly, a small hand squeezed his. Slowly, Buffy's eyes opened. She looked scared at first, but relaxed. She saw a familiar face.
"Angel?" She asked.
TBC...If you like!!