Sunnydale Hospital
10 pm
Xander had called Giles, Willow, Oz, and Buffy's mom for her. Giles,
Willow and Oz arrived first. "Buffy, are you okay?" Giles asked, a
worried expression on his face.
"Fine," Buffy nodded. "The doctor very kindly put my shoulder back
into its rightful place. Where did those Chaos demons come from? I
thought they didn't like Sunnydale that much."
"They're not known to be in the places where many other species of
demons reside," Giles agreed. "I'm not sure why they chose to come
here, except obviously to try to kill you. I think you killed all of
them, though. Oz, Willow, and I went back to the Mansion to be sure,
and we didn't find any."
"Good," Buffy said. "What a night."
"Well, I'll let you rest now," Giles said. "I hope you'll come by the
apartment so we can start your training again soon?"
"First thing tomorrow," Buffy promised. "I'll be a one-armed Slayer
for a while, but I can manage."
"I'm quite sure you can," Giles said. As he left, Joyce walked in, in
full panic-mode. "Buffy! Are you okay?" she rushed over to her
daughter.
"Don't hug!" Buffy warned, holding out her good hand to stop her
mom. "I had a dislocated shoulder. It's been re-located, but it still
hurts. Doctor said I could go home, though."
Joyce breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fine, I'll take you home."
"Bye, guys," Buffy said. "I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for coming
along Xander, no matter what you think, you did help," she added. She
and Joyce then left to go home.
After they had gone, Willow turned to Xander. "How's she doing?"
"She did good tonight," Xander nodded. "Reminded me of our Slayer."
"So you think things are getting easier for her?" Willow asked.
"I don't know," Xander shrugged. "It's not like she talks about it. I
think she's dealing the best she can. I guess that's the best we can
hope for."
****
Two Hours Later
Buffy was lying on her bed in her room, staring at the wall. Being in
the Mansion had upset her more than she'd wanted to let on to anyone
else. She knew why the Chaos Demons had holed up in the place, it was
because she wouldn't have ever gone in there willingly. In fact, if
Xander hadn't been with her, she probably would have let the demon get
away.
"Real good, Buffy, you're turning into quite a wimp," she muttered.
She sighed, and rolled over, turning off her CD player. Tonight, she
was not in the mood for Chris Isaak. She raised an eyebrow at the
knock on her door. *I thought I told her I just wanted some time to
myself*
"Not, now, Mom!" she yelled.
"Uh, last I checked, I wasn't her," she heard Xander's voice from the
other side of the door.
She giggled, and walked over, opening the door. "Definitely not," she
agreed, with a smile. She hugged him, which surprised him, but he
hugged her back. "What are you doing here?" she asked as she pulled
away again.
"Well, I figured you wouldn't remember our plan for movies, so I took
the chance and brought the movies to you," he shrugged.
He handed her the two movies he'd chosen, and she rolled her
eyes. "Dumb and Dumber? And Ace Ventura Pet Detective?"
"Laughing is a good thing," Xander replied.
"I guess you figured out my mood, as always," Buffy said. "Fine, let's
go downstairs. I don't want to be alone right now, anyway."
Xander followed her into the den, and she curled up on the couch,
pulling her legs up next to her, and leaning with her good shoulder
against one of the arms. Xander sat next to her, and aske, "How's the
shoulder feel?"
"I'm on pain-killers so I don't feel a thing," she said. She attempted
to shrug, and winced, "Ouch. Check that. I'll have to remember not to
shrug for a while."
"How are you doing?" Xander asked.
Buffy understood the question. "I won't pretend it didn't throw me
being back there," she said slowly. "But I'm okay. I'm dealing."
"If you need anything--"
"I don't," Buffy cut him off. Then she gave him an apologetic look,
realizing she'd sounded harsher than she'd intended. "Sorry, I do
appreciate the offer, Xan. But I'm fine. This is me being fine."
Xander sighed in resignation, having discovered in the past month that
it was no good to push the issue. "Okay, just know that I'm here."
"I do," Buffy said with a smile. "Now shut up and watch the movie,"
she added, with a grin.
"Yes, ma'am," Xander replied, grinning back at her.
Two hours later, Xander looked over at Buffy and wasn't surprised to
see that she was sound asleep. He turned the TV off and
stood. "G'nite, Buff," he murmured, taking a folded quilt off the
back of the couch and placing it over her gently. He lingered for a
moment, brushing a lock of her blond hair back from her face. "Sweet
dreams," he added, before he left.
********
10 pm
Xander had called Giles, Willow, Oz, and Buffy's mom for her. Giles,
Willow and Oz arrived first. "Buffy, are you okay?" Giles asked, a
worried expression on his face.
"Fine," Buffy nodded. "The doctor very kindly put my shoulder back
into its rightful place. Where did those Chaos demons come from? I
thought they didn't like Sunnydale that much."
"They're not known to be in the places where many other species of
demons reside," Giles agreed. "I'm not sure why they chose to come
here, except obviously to try to kill you. I think you killed all of
them, though. Oz, Willow, and I went back to the Mansion to be sure,
and we didn't find any."
"Good," Buffy said. "What a night."
"Well, I'll let you rest now," Giles said. "I hope you'll come by the
apartment so we can start your training again soon?"
"First thing tomorrow," Buffy promised. "I'll be a one-armed Slayer
for a while, but I can manage."
"I'm quite sure you can," Giles said. As he left, Joyce walked in, in
full panic-mode. "Buffy! Are you okay?" she rushed over to her
daughter.
"Don't hug!" Buffy warned, holding out her good hand to stop her
mom. "I had a dislocated shoulder. It's been re-located, but it still
hurts. Doctor said I could go home, though."
Joyce breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fine, I'll take you home."
"Bye, guys," Buffy said. "I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for coming
along Xander, no matter what you think, you did help," she added. She
and Joyce then left to go home.
After they had gone, Willow turned to Xander. "How's she doing?"
"She did good tonight," Xander nodded. "Reminded me of our Slayer."
"So you think things are getting easier for her?" Willow asked.
"I don't know," Xander shrugged. "It's not like she talks about it. I
think she's dealing the best she can. I guess that's the best we can
hope for."
****
Two Hours Later
Buffy was lying on her bed in her room, staring at the wall. Being in
the Mansion had upset her more than she'd wanted to let on to anyone
else. She knew why the Chaos Demons had holed up in the place, it was
because she wouldn't have ever gone in there willingly. In fact, if
Xander hadn't been with her, she probably would have let the demon get
away.
"Real good, Buffy, you're turning into quite a wimp," she muttered.
She sighed, and rolled over, turning off her CD player. Tonight, she
was not in the mood for Chris Isaak. She raised an eyebrow at the
knock on her door. *I thought I told her I just wanted some time to
myself*
"Not, now, Mom!" she yelled.
"Uh, last I checked, I wasn't her," she heard Xander's voice from the
other side of the door.
She giggled, and walked over, opening the door. "Definitely not," she
agreed, with a smile. She hugged him, which surprised him, but he
hugged her back. "What are you doing here?" she asked as she pulled
away again.
"Well, I figured you wouldn't remember our plan for movies, so I took
the chance and brought the movies to you," he shrugged.
He handed her the two movies he'd chosen, and she rolled her
eyes. "Dumb and Dumber? And Ace Ventura Pet Detective?"
"Laughing is a good thing," Xander replied.
"I guess you figured out my mood, as always," Buffy said. "Fine, let's
go downstairs. I don't want to be alone right now, anyway."
Xander followed her into the den, and she curled up on the couch,
pulling her legs up next to her, and leaning with her good shoulder
against one of the arms. Xander sat next to her, and aske, "How's the
shoulder feel?"
"I'm on pain-killers so I don't feel a thing," she said. She attempted
to shrug, and winced, "Ouch. Check that. I'll have to remember not to
shrug for a while."
"How are you doing?" Xander asked.
Buffy understood the question. "I won't pretend it didn't throw me
being back there," she said slowly. "But I'm okay. I'm dealing."
"If you need anything--"
"I don't," Buffy cut him off. Then she gave him an apologetic look,
realizing she'd sounded harsher than she'd intended. "Sorry, I do
appreciate the offer, Xan. But I'm fine. This is me being fine."
Xander sighed in resignation, having discovered in the past month that
it was no good to push the issue. "Okay, just know that I'm here."
"I do," Buffy said with a smile. "Now shut up and watch the movie,"
she added, with a grin.
"Yes, ma'am," Xander replied, grinning back at her.
Two hours later, Xander looked over at Buffy and wasn't surprised to
see that she was sound asleep. He turned the TV off and
stood. "G'nite, Buff," he murmured, taking a folded quilt off the
back of the couch and placing it over her gently. He lingered for a
moment, brushing a lock of her blond hair back from her face. "Sweet
dreams," he added, before he left.
********