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Setting: After Buffy broke up with Spike but the stuff with Anya and the bathroom hasn't happened and will NOT happen. No Africa and no bloody soul!
Summary: An injury takes Buffy out of action. can she still be the slayer? How can she cope and who will help her deal with it? Spike, of course.
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Wounded
Prologue
Buffy slowly opened her eyes. It wasn't her ceiling she was looking at, where was she? She looked around at the monitors and IV next to her bed. The hospital, she was in the hospital. Right, she new where she was, now, why was she in here?
She thought back to the last thing she remembered was the big spiked demon she saw as she was patrolling with Spike. She had started to joke with him about it being more worthy of his name than he was when she saw just how big it really was.
She remembered them trying to come at the thing from both sides but it was huge and it had a long tail with even more spikes on it. She remembered Spike shouting for her to run and just as she was turning, the tail coming strait for her.
She remembered being pushed to the side by Spike while he took the full force of the swing. He seemed to get hit by the side of the tail. That only had a few small spikes on it. He would probably be OK. She was surprised to be greatly relieved at this.
It was then that she remembered that the end of the tail that had a ball of large spikes attached had managed to catch the back of her right calf. She remembered feeling a large chunk of her muscle being sliced through and she thought she remembered hearing the bone crack. It was after that she had passed out.
That was it! The demon had hurt her leg, she passed out and Spike had brought her to hospital. She really would have to thank him for that. But, it must be serious for him to take a slayer in hospital, right? She stopped herself, it was probably just Spike being overly concerned. He was so afraid of losing her especially after last summer. She would talk to him about it later, after she had thanked him. First she wanted to see the damage for herself.
She raised herself up slightly on her elbows, still feeling a little dizzy, although if that was from blood loss or medication that she had been given, she didn't know. She looked down at the length of the bed and frowned. Something didn't look right. Bracing herself she took hold of the sheet covering her and pulled it away.
She didn't move, didn't breathe. This couldn't be right, it must be a mistake.
She looked down at her left leg, followed the line of her hip, down her thigh, her knee, then calf eventually reaching her foot. That was fine, her leg was unmarked. Why would it be? It was the right one the demon had injured.
Then she did the same with her right leg, from her hip, down her thigh, a bloodstained bandage where he knee should have been, then....nothing.
She screamed.
TBC
AN: Oh no! Buffy has lost her leg! What will she do?! You will have to read on to find out!
Don't worry, this won't be too dark but it won't exactly be kittens and roses either.
To anybody out there reading this who has been affected by this kind of situation, I of course mean no disrespect and I hope I do not offend anybody. If this is the case then you have my sincerest apologies.
More Soon!
Setting: After Buffy broke up with Spike but the stuff with Anya and the bathroom hasn't happened and will NOT happen. No Africa and no bloody soul!
Summary: An injury takes Buffy out of action. can she still be the slayer? How can she cope and who will help her deal with it? Spike, of course.
*****
Wounded
Prologue
Buffy slowly opened her eyes. It wasn't her ceiling she was looking at, where was she? She looked around at the monitors and IV next to her bed. The hospital, she was in the hospital. Right, she new where she was, now, why was she in here?
She thought back to the last thing she remembered was the big spiked demon she saw as she was patrolling with Spike. She had started to joke with him about it being more worthy of his name than he was when she saw just how big it really was.
She remembered them trying to come at the thing from both sides but it was huge and it had a long tail with even more spikes on it. She remembered Spike shouting for her to run and just as she was turning, the tail coming strait for her.
She remembered being pushed to the side by Spike while he took the full force of the swing. He seemed to get hit by the side of the tail. That only had a few small spikes on it. He would probably be OK. She was surprised to be greatly relieved at this.
It was then that she remembered that the end of the tail that had a ball of large spikes attached had managed to catch the back of her right calf. She remembered feeling a large chunk of her muscle being sliced through and she thought she remembered hearing the bone crack. It was after that she had passed out.
That was it! The demon had hurt her leg, she passed out and Spike had brought her to hospital. She really would have to thank him for that. But, it must be serious for him to take a slayer in hospital, right? She stopped herself, it was probably just Spike being overly concerned. He was so afraid of losing her especially after last summer. She would talk to him about it later, after she had thanked him. First she wanted to see the damage for herself.
She raised herself up slightly on her elbows, still feeling a little dizzy, although if that was from blood loss or medication that she had been given, she didn't know. She looked down at the length of the bed and frowned. Something didn't look right. Bracing herself she took hold of the sheet covering her and pulled it away.
She didn't move, didn't breathe. This couldn't be right, it must be a mistake.
She looked down at her left leg, followed the line of her hip, down her thigh, her knee, then calf eventually reaching her foot. That was fine, her leg was unmarked. Why would it be? It was the right one the demon had injured.
Then she did the same with her right leg, from her hip, down her thigh, a bloodstained bandage where he knee should have been, then....nothing.
She screamed.
TBC
AN: Oh no! Buffy has lost her leg! What will she do?! You will have to read on to find out!
Don't worry, this won't be too dark but it won't exactly be kittens and roses either.
To anybody out there reading this who has been affected by this kind of situation, I of course mean no disrespect and I hope I do not offend anybody. If this is the case then you have my sincerest apologies.
More Soon!