Chapter 18
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Angel came back from patrol pretty late. It was already two a.m. Lately he'd been trying to be back from patrol by one at the latest. He knew Buffy would be worried so he hurried home. He'd run into a patricularly nasty demon at the end of patrol and it'd taken awhile to kill it and then of course he had to dispose of it so that no little kids would find it tomorrow when they came to play in the park. He hoped that Buffy was sleeping peacefully now and not up worrying about him. He hated when he worried her.
When he got home he went inside and closed the door quietly behind himself. He headed upstairs to her room and opened the door. He had expected to see Buffy curled up asleep in bed. Safe and warm where she belonged, but she wasn't there. He wondered if he'd somehow missed her downstairs. He walked back out of the room and checked the bathroom upstairs first, but she wasn't in there' So he headed back down the stairs and began to search the whole house. He'd looked everywhere and was starting to panic. Maybe she had woken up and gone out to find him. He would never forgive himself if anything happened to her or Sierra. So he headed back outside to find her. He started in the closest graveyard and made his way through the town. He even started checking the dark alleys growing more worried by the minute.
Meanwhile Buffy was still really out of it, but she could hear bits and pieces of conversation coming from somewhere. She opened her eyes for half a second, but her eyelids seemed too heavy to keep open. So let them fall shut again. When she'd had them open they'd been wheeling her on a gurny down a hallway somewhere, but she had no idea where she was. Since she couldn't keep her eyes open she concentrated on listening to them. Anything she heard might be useful in getting her out of this really bad situation, but it was hard to keep her focus on what they were saying.
Both her body and her brain just wanted to sleep. She heard someone say," So what are they doing with the kid". she tried to hear the response of the other person, but all she heard was," council.....not England.....the states". Then they turned with her. They wheeled her a bit further and stopped. Then she heard more voices. "...ready". " .....induce....". "......more drugs". "yes". Then she felt someone or something her stomach. Then someone else stuck another needle in her arm and she was completely out again.
Angel stayed out searching as long as he could, but the sun was slowly starting to come up. He headed back to the house thinking and praying that she'd come back. Maybe when she hadn't found him she'd returned home. If she wasn't there he was going to have to get help. When he reached the house he went back inside and called her name, but he got no response. He checked the first floor first to make sure he didn't miss her. He continued calling her name, but then he saw the back door in the kitchen was open. He was about to go outside and check things out when he heard a cry from upstairs.
He recognized it immediately. It was Buffy. He ran up the stairs two at a time and flew through the bedroom door. She was lying there under the blankets crying out in her sleep. He kneeled down on the floor next to her and gently shook her shoulder to wake her. It took a minute, but she opened her eyes. There were tears in them when she looked at him. "Hey hey it's ok," he said seeing how shaken up she was. "I had the worst dream," she started to tell him. "Well where were you," he asked her," I've been all over town looking for you. When I came home from patrol and you weren't here...". He stopped as she got a panicked look in her eyes.
"It wasn't a dream," she said realizing it had all actually happened. "What wasn't a dream," he asked. Buffy threw the blankets off of herself quickly and realized it'd all actually happened. She finally felt the pain she'd missed when she'd first woken up. Angel saw what she now saw. Her stomach was no longer bulging with their baby. "They took her," Buffy's voice was barely audible. "Who took her," Angel said knowing immediately upon seeing Buffy's stomach. "I don't know," Buffy said tears sliding down her face," these...these people broke in and took me. I can't remember. They drugged me...".
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Angel came back from patrol pretty late. It was already two a.m. Lately he'd been trying to be back from patrol by one at the latest. He knew Buffy would be worried so he hurried home. He'd run into a patricularly nasty demon at the end of patrol and it'd taken awhile to kill it and then of course he had to dispose of it so that no little kids would find it tomorrow when they came to play in the park. He hoped that Buffy was sleeping peacefully now and not up worrying about him. He hated when he worried her.
When he got home he went inside and closed the door quietly behind himself. He headed upstairs to her room and opened the door. He had expected to see Buffy curled up asleep in bed. Safe and warm where she belonged, but she wasn't there. He wondered if he'd somehow missed her downstairs. He walked back out of the room and checked the bathroom upstairs first, but she wasn't in there' So he headed back down the stairs and began to search the whole house. He'd looked everywhere and was starting to panic. Maybe she had woken up and gone out to find him. He would never forgive himself if anything happened to her or Sierra. So he headed back outside to find her. He started in the closest graveyard and made his way through the town. He even started checking the dark alleys growing more worried by the minute.
Meanwhile Buffy was still really out of it, but she could hear bits and pieces of conversation coming from somewhere. She opened her eyes for half a second, but her eyelids seemed too heavy to keep open. So let them fall shut again. When she'd had them open they'd been wheeling her on a gurny down a hallway somewhere, but she had no idea where she was. Since she couldn't keep her eyes open she concentrated on listening to them. Anything she heard might be useful in getting her out of this really bad situation, but it was hard to keep her focus on what they were saying.
Both her body and her brain just wanted to sleep. She heard someone say," So what are they doing with the kid". she tried to hear the response of the other person, but all she heard was," council.....not England.....the states". Then they turned with her. They wheeled her a bit further and stopped. Then she heard more voices. "...ready". " .....induce....". "......more drugs". "yes". Then she felt someone or something her stomach. Then someone else stuck another needle in her arm and she was completely out again.
Angel stayed out searching as long as he could, but the sun was slowly starting to come up. He headed back to the house thinking and praying that she'd come back. Maybe when she hadn't found him she'd returned home. If she wasn't there he was going to have to get help. When he reached the house he went back inside and called her name, but he got no response. He checked the first floor first to make sure he didn't miss her. He continued calling her name, but then he saw the back door in the kitchen was open. He was about to go outside and check things out when he heard a cry from upstairs.
He recognized it immediately. It was Buffy. He ran up the stairs two at a time and flew through the bedroom door. She was lying there under the blankets crying out in her sleep. He kneeled down on the floor next to her and gently shook her shoulder to wake her. It took a minute, but she opened her eyes. There were tears in them when she looked at him. "Hey hey it's ok," he said seeing how shaken up she was. "I had the worst dream," she started to tell him. "Well where were you," he asked her," I've been all over town looking for you. When I came home from patrol and you weren't here...". He stopped as she got a panicked look in her eyes.
"It wasn't a dream," she said realizing it had all actually happened. "What wasn't a dream," he asked. Buffy threw the blankets off of herself quickly and realized it'd all actually happened. She finally felt the pain she'd missed when she'd first woken up. Angel saw what she now saw. Her stomach was no longer bulging with their baby. "They took her," Buffy's voice was barely audible. "Who took her," Angel said knowing immediately upon seeing Buffy's stomach. "I don't know," Buffy said tears sliding down her face," these...these people broke in and took me. I can't remember. They drugged me...".