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The window had been pulled shut and the room was dark. Buffy sat up and pulled the covers around her. She could faintly hear the sounds of someone coming up the stairs and it was growing closer. Spike came in carrying something. Upon squinting she saw it was a tray.
"Hey luv, the Bit and I thought we would make a good breakfast for you to help you get well soon." He sat the tray on the bed and sat down himself to help her eat. She smiled weakly and allowed herself to be fed.
Later, after Spike had left, Dawn came into Buffy's room with the phone. She handed it to her sister, and Buffy mouthed 'Who is it?' Dawn shrugged and walked out of the room.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Buffy? It's Tara. I just wanted to check and see how you were doing. You left so suddenly yesterday." She waited for Buffy's response.
"Oh, yeah, I'm …great. Listen Tara, did you tell anyone about my...uh…condition?" She asked urgently. Tara was the only one that knew, and Buffy couldn't exactly afford to have her spread this little tidbit around.
"Oh, no, of course not. I figured you would wanna, you know, tell them yourself."
"Okay good. I just need some time to…sort things out." Her voice dropped to a murmur and she was talking more to herself than to Tara.
"Okay, take as much time as you need. And Buffy? If you ever need to talk about, you know, whatever, I'm here okay?"
"Thanks" Buffy said quietly and hung up the phone.
Buffy walked through the graveyard, carelessly twirling a stake in one hand. Tara was crazy if she thought she would tell everybody, including Spike. And risk him leaving? All of her previous boyfriends had, and look what it had done to her. She was left to lick her wounds and pull herself back together. It couldn't happen again. Especially not with Spike.
A vampire jumped out at her and Buffy easily staked it. She continued walking and thinking, hardly phased.
"Buffy, hey!" Willow ran up behind her and slowed down to walk beside Buffy. "What's up?" Buffy shrugged in reply. "So…Tara wouldn't tell me why you fainted the other day. You know you can tell me anything Buffy. You're my best friend." She looked into Buffy's eyes questioningly.
"Oh, I just have the flu." Buffy smiled briefly then returned her gaze to the ground. Willow stopped walking suddenly, then continued in step beside Buffy.
"Um, Buffy?"
"Yeah Will? What is it?"
"It's just that…well, I had the flu once…and I know you have super- strength and all…but well…when I had it, I was in no condition to leave my bed let alone go slaying." Willow got quiet and looked over meekly. Buffy furrowed her brow and looked over also. She hadn't taken into consideration that someone might not believe her.
"Buffy, what's wrong?" Willow asked softly. Buffy could fell her face burn and her eyes start to water. Willow pulled her into a best friend hug, while Buffy silently sobbed.
The window had been pulled shut and the room was dark. Buffy sat up and pulled the covers around her. She could faintly hear the sounds of someone coming up the stairs and it was growing closer. Spike came in carrying something. Upon squinting she saw it was a tray.
"Hey luv, the Bit and I thought we would make a good breakfast for you to help you get well soon." He sat the tray on the bed and sat down himself to help her eat. She smiled weakly and allowed herself to be fed.
Later, after Spike had left, Dawn came into Buffy's room with the phone. She handed it to her sister, and Buffy mouthed 'Who is it?' Dawn shrugged and walked out of the room.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Buffy? It's Tara. I just wanted to check and see how you were doing. You left so suddenly yesterday." She waited for Buffy's response.
"Oh, yeah, I'm …great. Listen Tara, did you tell anyone about my...uh…condition?" She asked urgently. Tara was the only one that knew, and Buffy couldn't exactly afford to have her spread this little tidbit around.
"Oh, no, of course not. I figured you would wanna, you know, tell them yourself."
"Okay good. I just need some time to…sort things out." Her voice dropped to a murmur and she was talking more to herself than to Tara.
"Okay, take as much time as you need. And Buffy? If you ever need to talk about, you know, whatever, I'm here okay?"
"Thanks" Buffy said quietly and hung up the phone.
Buffy walked through the graveyard, carelessly twirling a stake in one hand. Tara was crazy if she thought she would tell everybody, including Spike. And risk him leaving? All of her previous boyfriends had, and look what it had done to her. She was left to lick her wounds and pull herself back together. It couldn't happen again. Especially not with Spike.
A vampire jumped out at her and Buffy easily staked it. She continued walking and thinking, hardly phased.
"Buffy, hey!" Willow ran up behind her and slowed down to walk beside Buffy. "What's up?" Buffy shrugged in reply. "So…Tara wouldn't tell me why you fainted the other day. You know you can tell me anything Buffy. You're my best friend." She looked into Buffy's eyes questioningly.
"Oh, I just have the flu." Buffy smiled briefly then returned her gaze to the ground. Willow stopped walking suddenly, then continued in step beside Buffy.
"Um, Buffy?"
"Yeah Will? What is it?"
"It's just that…well, I had the flu once…and I know you have super- strength and all…but well…when I had it, I was in no condition to leave my bed let alone go slaying." Willow got quiet and looked over meekly. Buffy furrowed her brow and looked over also. She hadn't taken into consideration that someone might not believe her.
"Buffy, what's wrong?" Willow asked softly. Buffy could fell her face burn and her eyes start to water. Willow pulled her into a best friend hug, while Buffy silently sobbed.