See the Light
The phone rang. It sounded so loud. Too loud. In fact she wanted to tare the phone jack out of the wall and she could have done it if she wasn't feeling so horrible. Rolling over to her side she looked at the clock. It was one ten in the morning. Who would call this late?
She grabbed the telephone and mumbled what somewhat resembled a 'hello'.
"Buffy, it's Willow. Xander's in the hospital. He said he was okay but I don't think he is." Willow yelled into her side of the phone as though Buffy were deaf.
"Willow, do you have any clue what time it is?" Buffy asked rubbing her temples. Yeah her fever had gone down to a good one hundred allowing her not to make a visit to the hospital. That was a good thing. Hospitals were just plain evil.
"Xander's in the hospital." Willow reminded her.
The Slayer paused for a moment trying to figure out where Willow's head had gone. She surly had forgotten Buffy wasn't one hundred percent herself. What could she do to help Xander? He had doctors. "Willow, for the past hour I've been throwing my guts up. I can't do anything. Why don't you go to the hospital tomorrow? You can't do anything tonight because it's after visitors hour. Calm down, get some sleep. Get yourself together. Call me at a decent hour when you find out how he is."
"Yeah... good plan. Thanks Buffy." She replied.
"Not that I did anything, but no problem. Good night Will."
"Night."
* * * * *
Giles looked at the very concerned red head. He could see why she was concerned for her two best friends were pretty sick. Xander was still in the hospital and doctors had no clue what exactly was wrong with him. Buffy seemed to be coming down with the same thing. Neither Oz nor Willow showed any signs of symptoms...
He started going back to a suspicion that he had thrown out of the window a while back. That demon that had attack three nights ago had something to do with the hospital appearances and deaths. It must have something to do with the scratches since Willow seemed fine.
"Have you checked in with Buffy?" Giles asked looking at the girl. Oz had his arm around her trying to comfort her.
"Well... no. She was kinda angry at me for calling at one AM in the morning so I figured I wouldn't call at seven on the same day." Willow told him.
Giles could see that she was probable right. But why the heck did she call Buffy of all people. She was sick and there wasn't much the Slayer can do with sickness unless she killed this demon. But what kind of bloody demon could infect a person with it's claws?
"I believe it's time to do some more research. Willow you can't do anything for Xander right now but help me find what this demon is and how we can reverse whatever is wrong with the two. I have a feeling it is some kind of poison. Willow, if you could look on the internet and Oz help me with the books. Look for anything that is a demon with three horns, is green and can affect people by scratching them. Oz, there are some books I would like you to look over in the book cage." Giles nodded towards the cage that Oz spent during his full moon phase.
"I'm on it." Oz replied with a lazy half grin.
Willow jumped off her chair and bee lined towards the computers at the far end of the library. He was fascinated about how quickly the girl could actually boot the computer up.
* * * * *
Well if the demon was the one Giles and Willow talked about, they would be alright. But if he was right, Buffy and Xander were in big trouble. Assuming that this was the creature, then if the two died from the sickness, they'd be sent straight to Hell. That wasn't a good thought. Also there seemed to only be one way to restore the two's health. Of course the book didn't put in the spell, but they referenced it to another book. He was almost positive Giles had the book.
"Hey Giles, might have found it." Oz called towards the librarian's office.
"Willow go see if what he found is indeed the demon." Giles commanded without moving from his desk. Willow obediently got up and went over to the book cage. She took one look at the demon and nodded.
"Hey we got it and it's not pretty." Oz said standing up and heading to the middle of the room where Giles met him with another book in hand. He looked at it and mumbled something that sounded like 'good lord'. "There's only one way to cure the virus that the demon gave them. It's in another book called Dark Age Cures."
Giles seemed to think about the name and then snapped his fingers. "Yes, I do believe I have that book."
"You might want to hurry. Once infected, a normal person doesn't live past a week after first contact. It's been three days. If the person dies from the sickness, their soul gets sent to Hell. In fact that's why they get sick. Cause they're half here and half being pulled into Hell." Oz said looking to see if their fearless leader had any ideas. Looking at his expression, they were in a lot of trouble.
"Alright, I'll go search in the stacks to see if I can find it. What page?"
"467."
Coming up:
"Hey look it's Willow." Xander grinned. His voice sounded weak and tired.
"Yeah, how are you feeling?" She went over and sat on one of the chairs next to his bed. To see him was a relief, she didn't like it when her friends were in the hospital and she had quite the imagination when it came to health problems.
Xander shrugged. "I'm feeling a little better. They got my temperature down. So you said over the phone that you know what's wrong with me and Buff and a few other patients?"
The phone rang. It sounded so loud. Too loud. In fact she wanted to tare the phone jack out of the wall and she could have done it if she wasn't feeling so horrible. Rolling over to her side she looked at the clock. It was one ten in the morning. Who would call this late?
She grabbed the telephone and mumbled what somewhat resembled a 'hello'.
"Buffy, it's Willow. Xander's in the hospital. He said he was okay but I don't think he is." Willow yelled into her side of the phone as though Buffy were deaf.
"Willow, do you have any clue what time it is?" Buffy asked rubbing her temples. Yeah her fever had gone down to a good one hundred allowing her not to make a visit to the hospital. That was a good thing. Hospitals were just plain evil.
"Xander's in the hospital." Willow reminded her.
The Slayer paused for a moment trying to figure out where Willow's head had gone. She surly had forgotten Buffy wasn't one hundred percent herself. What could she do to help Xander? He had doctors. "Willow, for the past hour I've been throwing my guts up. I can't do anything. Why don't you go to the hospital tomorrow? You can't do anything tonight because it's after visitors hour. Calm down, get some sleep. Get yourself together. Call me at a decent hour when you find out how he is."
"Yeah... good plan. Thanks Buffy." She replied.
"Not that I did anything, but no problem. Good night Will."
"Night."
* * * * *
Giles looked at the very concerned red head. He could see why she was concerned for her two best friends were pretty sick. Xander was still in the hospital and doctors had no clue what exactly was wrong with him. Buffy seemed to be coming down with the same thing. Neither Oz nor Willow showed any signs of symptoms...
He started going back to a suspicion that he had thrown out of the window a while back. That demon that had attack three nights ago had something to do with the hospital appearances and deaths. It must have something to do with the scratches since Willow seemed fine.
"Have you checked in with Buffy?" Giles asked looking at the girl. Oz had his arm around her trying to comfort her.
"Well... no. She was kinda angry at me for calling at one AM in the morning so I figured I wouldn't call at seven on the same day." Willow told him.
Giles could see that she was probable right. But why the heck did she call Buffy of all people. She was sick and there wasn't much the Slayer can do with sickness unless she killed this demon. But what kind of bloody demon could infect a person with it's claws?
"I believe it's time to do some more research. Willow you can't do anything for Xander right now but help me find what this demon is and how we can reverse whatever is wrong with the two. I have a feeling it is some kind of poison. Willow, if you could look on the internet and Oz help me with the books. Look for anything that is a demon with three horns, is green and can affect people by scratching them. Oz, there are some books I would like you to look over in the book cage." Giles nodded towards the cage that Oz spent during his full moon phase.
"I'm on it." Oz replied with a lazy half grin.
Willow jumped off her chair and bee lined towards the computers at the far end of the library. He was fascinated about how quickly the girl could actually boot the computer up.
* * * * *
Well if the demon was the one Giles and Willow talked about, they would be alright. But if he was right, Buffy and Xander were in big trouble. Assuming that this was the creature, then if the two died from the sickness, they'd be sent straight to Hell. That wasn't a good thought. Also there seemed to only be one way to restore the two's health. Of course the book didn't put in the spell, but they referenced it to another book. He was almost positive Giles had the book.
"Hey Giles, might have found it." Oz called towards the librarian's office.
"Willow go see if what he found is indeed the demon." Giles commanded without moving from his desk. Willow obediently got up and went over to the book cage. She took one look at the demon and nodded.
"Hey we got it and it's not pretty." Oz said standing up and heading to the middle of the room where Giles met him with another book in hand. He looked at it and mumbled something that sounded like 'good lord'. "There's only one way to cure the virus that the demon gave them. It's in another book called Dark Age Cures."
Giles seemed to think about the name and then snapped his fingers. "Yes, I do believe I have that book."
"You might want to hurry. Once infected, a normal person doesn't live past a week after first contact. It's been three days. If the person dies from the sickness, their soul gets sent to Hell. In fact that's why they get sick. Cause they're half here and half being pulled into Hell." Oz said looking to see if their fearless leader had any ideas. Looking at his expression, they were in a lot of trouble.
"Alright, I'll go search in the stacks to see if I can find it. What page?"
"467."
Coming up:
"Hey look it's Willow." Xander grinned. His voice sounded weak and tired.
"Yeah, how are you feeling?" She went over and sat on one of the chairs next to his bed. To see him was a relief, she didn't like it when her friends were in the hospital and she had quite the imagination when it came to health problems.
Xander shrugged. "I'm feeling a little better. They got my temperature down. So you said over the phone that you know what's wrong with me and Buff and a few other patients?"