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Buffy groans slightly as she feels her body begin to stir, she shifts slightly only to find herself unable to, there was something pinning her down to the soft surface she on. Her eyes instantly slam open and she gasps as she realises that she was strapped down on what appeared to be a hospital bed.
She attempts to sit up only to slam back down again, she couldn't break through the straps, "Ah!" She screams in frustration as she attempts to break free again but nothing.
She hisses as her head slams back down on the bed, this wasn't good, she couldn't understand why she couldn't' break though the straps, it should be easy.

As she continues to shift in the bed she realises that she was hooked up to something. Turning her head she glances at her arm where a needle was hooked up to her, it looked like they were taking her blood.
Buffy's eyes widen in panic, she needs to get out of here, she attempts to move again only for the pain in her leg and ribs to return causing her to cry out in pain.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Killian says as he enters the room and moves to stand by the Slayer's bedside.

Buffy's eyes glaze over in fury she slams against the bed violently trying to get to him, she was going to rip his scrawny little head off "I"m gonna kill you, you son a bitch."
Killian merely chuckles as he watches her struggle "Abrasive, just like your father."
Buffy groans in agony as she drops back against the bed, turning her head she glares at Killian, desperately trying to ignore the red hot tears of fury running down her cheeks.

"You're a special girl Buffy." Killian tells her as he circles around her bed walking over to the bag by the bed that was currently being filled with her blood "And you're going to help us."

Buffy groans slightly in confusion, she was feeling weak, she was losing too much blood, from her leg and her side, to him literally draining her, it was beginning to take it's toll on her "What are you doing to me?"

"I have a little experiment..." He tells her as he leans on the edge of her bed and inspects her injured leg before tapping it causing her to cry out "That's not good is it." He says with a small grin as he backs away from her and circles around the bed once more so that he was right by her head "...you're special." He tells her again.
Buffy frowns in confusion "We've already played that part...so quit with the recaps and get to what you want."
"You're power." He says simply "You seen my experiment...well something is missing...a key element. You. Your blood. Your strength. Strong enough to take any beating, any injury."

Buffy's eyes widen at that, it's just like what the people at Centipede had been doing to Spike, taking his blood trying to get the strength, she couldn't help but wonder if this would even work, her strength was magical, mystical...could it really be taken given to someone else like this, just by using her blood.

Unable to control herself her eyes being to drop again, she was getting very sleepy and everything was slowly disappearing into the background.
Killian crouches down in front of the young girl and increases the aesthetic putting her to sleep "Don't worry. We're not going to kill you. Not yet anyway...there's someone who wants to meet you."

Buffy frowns in confusion as her vision begins to fade in and out, who wanted to meet her, was it the Mandarin? However before she could come up with an idea of who it was that wanted to meet her her body gave out and she slowly fell into unconsciousness.

"Remind me why we have to do this?" Steve asks as he glances over at Buffy who was standing in the kitchen of his apartment.
Buffy chuckles in amusement, he still didn't get the big deal, he couldn't go out into the world without understanding even the basics of pop culture references "I'm helping you." She tells him as she tosses the popcorn at him before jumping onto the couch to sit beside him. Placing her feet on the couch she turns so that she can face him "You have to do this...it's a right of passage."

Steve chuckles slightly, sometimes she could be extremely over the top in her pop culture lessons.

Buffy rolls her eyes when she spots the skeptical look on his face "Steve...it Jaws!" She exclaims as she throws her hands in the air "Okay...massive film. You have no choice here I will tie you to the couch if I have to."
Steve laughs loudly before allowing his head to drop onto the couch, after a moment he tilts his head and smiles at the big green begging eyes "Fine."
Buffy grins happily before pressing play on the machine.

As they watch the film, Steve couldn't help but enjoy it, this was a lot better than the last movie she had made him sit through.

About halfway through he glances over at her only to see a sad expression on her face "Buffy."
Buffy glances over at him for a moment before shaking herself "Sorry." She breaths, knowing she was bringing the mood down drastically.
Steve pauses the film and turns to her "Hey." He says softly as he takes her hand and looks at her with understanding "Talk to me."

Buffy takes a deep breath, "I didn't remember, I forgot that this was the last..."
Steve's eyes widen in realisation, this must have been the last film she had watched with Willow before her death.
"Sorry, crying Buffy kind of a buzzkill." She says with a sad chuckle as she wipes her eyes.

Steve shakes his head before cupping her cheek in his palm and looking into her eyes "Buffy, you are practically my best friend. No matter what I'm gonna be there."

Buffy takes a shaky breath before leaning forward and resting her head on Steve's shoulder allowing him to wrap an arm around her, as he comforted her. She hadn't planned to fall apart again, this had meant to be a quiet evening and here she was in misery with Steve having to comfort her...but still he was here, he wasn't upset or annoyed, he was worried about her, and wanted to be there for her, which made her smile, she really had a great friend in Steve.

Suddenly the lock on the front door causes the two of their head's to swing to the side as they both leap off the couch and grab their weapons.

Buffy prepares to swing the scythe only to freeze in shock, she lowers the weapon and continues to stare, he couldn't be serious "Dad?"
"Hey Buffster." Tony says with a grin "Captain Gramps." He says to Steve before closing the front door behind him.

Steve groans slightly, every single time him and Buffy spent time together, her father always found them, no matter how many precautions they took. They were in Washington having coffee, he found them, she was helping out on a mission is Russia, he found them. It was like he was watching them 24/7.

"How did you get into my apartment?" Steve asks curiously.
Tony shrugs "It's my building."
Steve's eyes widen as he moves to sit back down in his seat, he should have realised "Of course it is. You own every building."

Buffy groans slightly, she could see having her dad interrupt their time together again was frustrating Steve "Dad, what are you doing here?"
Tony grins slightly before moving over to his daughter "I heard it was movie night." He says cheerfully before moving to sit Buffy back on the couch.
He then sits in between her and Steve and taps them both on the knee "So what are we watching?"

Buffy blinks slightly as she feels her body slowly start to wake up, she knew it wouldn't last though, her consciousness was fighting to stay awake, but her body was too weak, it needed time to heal, and to rest.
As the bed shakes violently Buffy groans and tilts her head only to realise she was moving, the bed was being wheeled somewhere, where were they taking her? What else were they planning to do to her? They had already taken so much from her, what else could they possibly do to her.
"She's waking, give her another dose." She hears someone say vaguely before her eyes begin to close again, despite her fighting to keep them open.