"The Protecter"
Rating: PG-13 for language
Summary: Cordy's visions have taken a major tole on her. An unlikely person is chosen to help
her.
Authors Notes: Takes place after the Angel and BtVS finales. Buffy has been brought back
however Joss plans to do it(no mopey angel then :P) and Fred is off visiting her relatives.
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Darkness and pain. Thats all Cordy could feel as she jolted up in her bed. Grabbing her head
she screamed. She wasn't having a vision, no, but feeling the aftershock of one. Over the past
couple weeks they had become unbarable. The 3 hour long headaches, the lack of strength, the
lack of sleep. The feeling of losing all control she had once had, or thought she had. Her life
had been completely givin up to the visions. She hadn't been getting sleep for some time now, and
dark circles were already cemented under her once so vibrant brown eyes. They were now
weathered and tired, as was her body. She didn't let on to anyone about how serious her pain had
become, its not as if they could do anything, she was chosen for this great honor or curse. Isn't
that what they had called it in Pylea, a curse?
Cordy breathed deeply, trying to subdue the pain. Hoping, praying, that it would stop. This
happened almost everynight and Cordy never found the relief she was looking for quickly. She
slowly stood, still clutching her head, and on wobbly legs hobbled to the kitchen. She prepared
a hot cup of tea and sat down to commence in her new found nightly ritual;staring at the clock
aimlessly watching the hours tick by while drinking her tea and waiting for the pain to pass. She
looked at the clock,"2 am,"she thought,"let the ritual begin!"
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Little did she know that a sleepness night was also being shared by one of the most unlikely
people, Lindsey McDonald.
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Lindsey slightly jerked in his sleep. His head tossed and turned then suddenly his eyes opened.
"Damnit,"He thought as he ran his findgers through his hair,"why the hell do I keep dreaming
about her?!"he said under his breath. He got up and with his arms flailing about in frustiation,
starred at his dog and yelled,"WHY DO I KEEP DREAMING ABOUT HER!?!?!" he said it as if he expected
the dog to answer and solve his problems. The dog just stared up at him, he continued his rant,
"I dont even like her! Well, its not that I dont like her, I dont even know her!....She works
with Angel. I *hate* Angel,and.." he stoped and looked at the dog and sighed "you dont even know
what I'm talking about do you?" He bent down and patted the dog's head and said,"Its okay girl."
He turned to face the window,with his body leaning into the windowsill. "Suns almost up,"
he thought as he saw the first rays of light peek over the hills," I gotta get some sleep."
With that, he shook his head in frustration and climbed back into bed. Lindsey wouldnt have
been so eager to get back into bed if he had know what was about to happen.
TBC
Rating: PG-13 for language
Summary: Cordy's visions have taken a major tole on her. An unlikely person is chosen to help
her.
Authors Notes: Takes place after the Angel and BtVS finales. Buffy has been brought back
however Joss plans to do it(no mopey angel then :P) and Fred is off visiting her relatives.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*****************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Darkness and pain. Thats all Cordy could feel as she jolted up in her bed. Grabbing her head
she screamed. She wasn't having a vision, no, but feeling the aftershock of one. Over the past
couple weeks they had become unbarable. The 3 hour long headaches, the lack of strength, the
lack of sleep. The feeling of losing all control she had once had, or thought she had. Her life
had been completely givin up to the visions. She hadn't been getting sleep for some time now, and
dark circles were already cemented under her once so vibrant brown eyes. They were now
weathered and tired, as was her body. She didn't let on to anyone about how serious her pain had
become, its not as if they could do anything, she was chosen for this great honor or curse. Isn't
that what they had called it in Pylea, a curse?
Cordy breathed deeply, trying to subdue the pain. Hoping, praying, that it would stop. This
happened almost everynight and Cordy never found the relief she was looking for quickly. She
slowly stood, still clutching her head, and on wobbly legs hobbled to the kitchen. She prepared
a hot cup of tea and sat down to commence in her new found nightly ritual;staring at the clock
aimlessly watching the hours tick by while drinking her tea and waiting for the pain to pass. She
looked at the clock,"2 am,"she thought,"let the ritual begin!"
------------------
Little did she know that a sleepness night was also being shared by one of the most unlikely
people, Lindsey McDonald.
-----------------
Lindsey slightly jerked in his sleep. His head tossed and turned then suddenly his eyes opened.
"Damnit,"He thought as he ran his findgers through his hair,"why the hell do I keep dreaming
about her?!"he said under his breath. He got up and with his arms flailing about in frustiation,
starred at his dog and yelled,"WHY DO I KEEP DREAMING ABOUT HER!?!?!" he said it as if he expected
the dog to answer and solve his problems. The dog just stared up at him, he continued his rant,
"I dont even like her! Well, its not that I dont like her, I dont even know her!....She works
with Angel. I *hate* Angel,and.." he stoped and looked at the dog and sighed "you dont even know
what I'm talking about do you?" He bent down and patted the dog's head and said,"Its okay girl."
He turned to face the window,with his body leaning into the windowsill. "Suns almost up,"
he thought as he saw the first rays of light peek over the hills," I gotta get some sleep."
With that, he shook his head in frustration and climbed back into bed. Lindsey wouldnt have
been so eager to get back into bed if he had know what was about to happen.
TBC