Glad You Came-part 2 "The Battle Continues"
By: Ashley
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: Go for it!
Disclaimer: If I owned anything, why would I be sitting here writing about it?
Season: 4, after the events of New Moon Rising, but keep in mind, the world of Willow&Tara doesn't exist in my universe, so don't expect Tara in this story! Let's just say Oz came back and no one-but Willow-didn't want to stay all right?
A/N: This is (not surprisingly) not an overall BTVS story, if you know me well, you'll know what it's about, but if you don't, I'm not ruining the surprise! (Even though you've probably already guessed!) Chapter 3 soon to come!
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Willow and Oz were in kissing distance, their minds blank. Suddenly, their attention was diverted when they heard a scream and a crash from the ground floor.
They both sprung from their seats, rushing down the steps to see the gang (Angel and Cordy included) being bombarded by a rush of large demons. Cordy, Angel, and Anya were trying to hold the door down, while the rest tried to take on the demons who had already managed themselves into the house. The group with the door didn't seem to be having a very easy time, and Willow and Oz starting rushing towards them to help.
A blast of crackling greenish energy flew through through the door, bursting it open. Then another came, this time hitting Willow. She went flaying backwards into Oz, knocking them both to the ground.
"Willow!" Oz held the unconscious looking Willow in his arms, stroking her face.
Slowly her eye's opened, focusing on the group fighting off the oncoming demons.
"Will, you okay?"
Willow didn't pay attention to him, slowly she raised her arm, silky tendrils of golden energy flew from her fingertips, creating a golden barrier around the door, stop the demons from coming inside, and keeping some of them sealed in.
The spell seemed to take a lot out of her, on the account that she was already very weak, falling unconscious in the arms of her love.
"Oz! Get her upstairs!" Buffy yelled over in their direction, quickly being rushed by a demon after that. Oz quickly scooped Willow up into his arms, scurrying up the stairs and setting her on Giles' bed once more.
The sound of metal clanking, grunts of pain and frustration, and screams of pain rang from below them. Oz stood at the edge of the stairs, holding a sword he'd grabbed from Giles' weapons chest near his bed, glancing back at Willow every once in a while.
"Oz?" Oz looked back at Willow again, her eyes opened lazily.
He rushed over to her side, dropping the sword with a soft clank against the plush carpet.
"Will..."
"Is everyone okay?"
"They're still fighting...downstairs, they're okay."
"We should go and help-" Willow attempted at getting up, but Oz stopped her.
"Will, you have to stay here, you're to weak to help any more."
"Did my spell at least work?"
"Like a charm..." he gently leaned down kissing her forehead.
Cordelia and Xander struggled to keep a large looking demon at bay, while Buffy lunged forwards, running it through with a sword. That was the last of the demons in the house, the ones that were outside started scurrying away at the site of their fellow fighters.
Chickens...thought Buffy.
Buffy glanced at the group.
"Is everyone okay?" Everyone looked fine, she looked over at Angel, who wore a "Deep Thought" expression on his face. Which she basically ignored.
Buffy and Giles started up the stairs, seeing Willow slightly conscious, and Oz leaning over her. Buffy leaned over to Giles and whispered.
"Is she going to be okay?"
"Buffy..." he gently lead her out of earshot.
"Buffy, when Willow did that spell, under the circumstances of her already being extremely weak..."
"Giles...what are you trying to say?" unbelievable realization overwhelmed her, she shook the thought away.
"Is she going to get through this?"
Giles said nothing.
"Giles..."
He continued to be silent, his gaze shifting to the floor.
"Should we tell Oz?" he finally spoke, glancing over at the couple.
"Give them some time..." Buffy trailed off, walking back down the stairs to the group, letting her hot tears flow.
Angel was waiting for her at the foot of the stairs, taking her into a hug.
"I heard..." Buffy looked up at him, then at the group.
"Did you?"
"Not all of it...not yet."
She glanced at Xander, who looked almost petrified, staring down. Anya and Cordelia huddled around him, looking somber also.
The room was in complete silence. No one speaking or moving, until Angel spoke.
"I have a plan..."
To Be Continued...
By: Ashley
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: Go for it!
Disclaimer: If I owned anything, why would I be sitting here writing about it?
Season: 4, after the events of New Moon Rising, but keep in mind, the world of Willow&Tara doesn't exist in my universe, so don't expect Tara in this story! Let's just say Oz came back and no one-but Willow-didn't want to stay all right?
A/N: This is (not surprisingly) not an overall BTVS story, if you know me well, you'll know what it's about, but if you don't, I'm not ruining the surprise! (Even though you've probably already guessed!) Chapter 3 soon to come!
(AKA Chapter)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Willow and Oz were in kissing distance, their minds blank. Suddenly, their attention was diverted when they heard a scream and a crash from the ground floor.
They both sprung from their seats, rushing down the steps to see the gang (Angel and Cordy included) being bombarded by a rush of large demons. Cordy, Angel, and Anya were trying to hold the door down, while the rest tried to take on the demons who had already managed themselves into the house. The group with the door didn't seem to be having a very easy time, and Willow and Oz starting rushing towards them to help.
A blast of crackling greenish energy flew through through the door, bursting it open. Then another came, this time hitting Willow. She went flaying backwards into Oz, knocking them both to the ground.
"Willow!" Oz held the unconscious looking Willow in his arms, stroking her face.
Slowly her eye's opened, focusing on the group fighting off the oncoming demons.
"Will, you okay?"
Willow didn't pay attention to him, slowly she raised her arm, silky tendrils of golden energy flew from her fingertips, creating a golden barrier around the door, stop the demons from coming inside, and keeping some of them sealed in.
The spell seemed to take a lot out of her, on the account that she was already very weak, falling unconscious in the arms of her love.
"Oz! Get her upstairs!" Buffy yelled over in their direction, quickly being rushed by a demon after that. Oz quickly scooped Willow up into his arms, scurrying up the stairs and setting her on Giles' bed once more.
The sound of metal clanking, grunts of pain and frustration, and screams of pain rang from below them. Oz stood at the edge of the stairs, holding a sword he'd grabbed from Giles' weapons chest near his bed, glancing back at Willow every once in a while.
"Oz?" Oz looked back at Willow again, her eyes opened lazily.
He rushed over to her side, dropping the sword with a soft clank against the plush carpet.
"Will..."
"Is everyone okay?"
"They're still fighting...downstairs, they're okay."
"We should go and help-" Willow attempted at getting up, but Oz stopped her.
"Will, you have to stay here, you're to weak to help any more."
"Did my spell at least work?"
"Like a charm..." he gently leaned down kissing her forehead.
Cordelia and Xander struggled to keep a large looking demon at bay, while Buffy lunged forwards, running it through with a sword. That was the last of the demons in the house, the ones that were outside started scurrying away at the site of their fellow fighters.
Chickens...thought Buffy.
Buffy glanced at the group.
"Is everyone okay?" Everyone looked fine, she looked over at Angel, who wore a "Deep Thought" expression on his face. Which she basically ignored.
Buffy and Giles started up the stairs, seeing Willow slightly conscious, and Oz leaning over her. Buffy leaned over to Giles and whispered.
"Is she going to be okay?"
"Buffy..." he gently lead her out of earshot.
"Buffy, when Willow did that spell, under the circumstances of her already being extremely weak..."
"Giles...what are you trying to say?" unbelievable realization overwhelmed her, she shook the thought away.
"Is she going to get through this?"
Giles said nothing.
"Giles..."
He continued to be silent, his gaze shifting to the floor.
"Should we tell Oz?" he finally spoke, glancing over at the couple.
"Give them some time..." Buffy trailed off, walking back down the stairs to the group, letting her hot tears flow.
Angel was waiting for her at the foot of the stairs, taking her into a hug.
"I heard..." Buffy looked up at him, then at the group.
"Did you?"
"Not all of it...not yet."
She glanced at Xander, who looked almost petrified, staring down. Anya and Cordelia huddled around him, looking somber also.
The room was in complete silence. No one speaking or moving, until Angel spoke.
"I have a plan..."
To Be Continued...