BAD BLOOD

A Buffy the Vampire Slayer story.

P.J. Dickinson

Part One: Sunnydale

Two

"Please Miss Summers. Hold still."

"Wuuuurraggghhhh"

"Please Miss Summers, I nearly have it. Jesus. Nurse, suction."

"Wuuugghh."

The nurse pinned Buffy's head back on the operating chair and crammed more tubes in her mouth. "Godammit!" swore the dentist. He strained to reach another pair of extraction pliers, a bigger pair, and clamped them to the end of the set he had already fixed around the recalcitrant molar. With this added leverage he set to work on the tooth again.

"Woookh."

"I'm sorry about this Miss Summers, please stop fighting." He wasn't sorry at all. Now, Doctor Daedalus was pissed. Never had he encountered such a problematic patient. Her tooth was riddled with infection. It was more cavity than masticator and yet he couldn't even get it to budge. The blasted thing wouldn't even break. If it would just crack above the gum then he could drill it out piece by piece.

"Wuh, wuh, wuh." sobbed Buffy.

The door to the waiting room opened and a redhead, obviously alarmed by the ruckus stuck her head in, "Buffy?"

"Uh Gug Wugwow. Hugp mag."

"Now nurse Gonzales." Cried the dentist. He had one more trick up his sleeve.

Surprise.

He slammed one knee in Buffy's chest and launching himself into the air came down on the pliers sticking out of her mouth with two tendon bulging arms.

Something twanged and Doctor Daedalus found himself lying on the floor with a very cute and drooling blonde on top of him. Any other time, he thought.

He looked at the piece of metal in his hand. One of the pliers had broken. Impossible. They were a composite of stainless steel and tungsten. There was no way they would have broken before a diseased tooth. Miss Summers and the redhead were removing all the surgical garbage from her mouth and the look in her eyes said that complaints regarding broken equipment would not be tolerated today. Miss Summers swiped some Vicadin from his cupboard and left with one hand on her swollen jaw. The redhead gave him a look that said, you are a very bad dentist and followed her friend out of his surgery.

Nurse Gonzales was in shock. Her face was flushed and sweaty and during the hectic struggle buttons had popped off her smock to reveal some caramel cleavage and just a hint of red lace. The suction pump was still running in her hand.

Any other time thought Doctor Daedalus.