Heal
They sat on the bed, hands clasped together firmly, focusing on the earth; every grain of sand, every leaf and every molecule of their beings. It seemed calming at first, letting their energies flow as one, and feeling Willow growing stronger with every passing minute.
The calmness didn't last, it couldn't. The drain of the world around them began tug at her will power. But she was the Slayer and she was stronger than a little discomfort. Her friend needed her strength to recover. And so she would fight through the ache in her chest to help, to heal.