Angel just managed to catch Oz as he fell to the floor and laid him down
gently. Willow ran over to him. "Oh God! Oz?"
She was pushed aside by Cordelia who ran up to him and checked his pulse. She paused for a minute and watched his face. He was pale and clammy and was sweating. She looked at Buffy.
"Get Devon"
Buffy didn't move. She didn't like taking orders. "Get Devon now!" Cordelia screamed. Buffy snapped into action. It wasn't everyday that Cordelia Chase acted so forcefully. She weaved through the crowds of dancers to find Devon.
Cordelia started to shake Oz. He didn't respond. She felt tears well up in her eyes as the worst possible thought came to her mind.
She put her hand in his jacket pocket. All that was there was his wallet. She checked his other pocket. Bingo. She pulled out two bottles of pills. She read the descriptions carefully. Aspirin. That was okay. She looked at the other one. Her eyes widened slightly.
"What's wrong?" Faith asked. "You don't think he took--"
Cordelia shook her head. "They're both full."
Faith shrugged, "Still. It might be pretty powerful. What's in it?"
"Aspirin."
"And the other one?"
Cordelia bit her lip. Faith looked worried.
"Cordelia, what's in it?" she pressed. Cordelia showed her the bottle, taking care not to let Angel, Willow or Xander to see it. Faith's eyes widened.
"They had me on that once." she said softly. She shook herself. "It's not powerful enough. Actually it is, but he only took a small dose, if any at all, by the looks of it."
"Are you even sure he took something?" Xander asked.
Cordelia didn't answer. "I sure as hell hope not." She pocketed the pills as Buffy came back with a very confused Devon. He caught sight of Oz and his expression changed from confusion to fear.
"What the hell happened?"
Cordelia took a step towards him. "He complained of a headache. Then he collapsed. All he's got on him is an aspirin and the usual May dosage."
Everyone except Cordelia and Devon exchanged baffled looks.
"What do you need me for, Cordy?"
She looked at him angrily, "Don't play games with me, Dev. I'm not stupid. I'm angry and scared and I need to know. What. Did. He. Take?"
Devon took a step back, "Nothing." Glancing at her expression he hastily continued, "I haven't seen him today. Plus, Mike doesn't buy until the end of the month. Anyway, I don't think Oz has taken anything since, you know.." he trailed off.
"You don't think?" she said sarcastically.
"Come on Cordy, you don't think I would let him take anything. You weren't the only one scared last time. He's too good a friend."
Cordelia sighed. "He must of taken something. He never gets headaches like this. He's never collapsed before..." She paused.
A terrified crossed her face and Devon's. she shook her head. "No" she said, her voice wavering. "No. He must have taken something. He had to have."
"Hey" Angel broke the silence. "He's waking up."
Cordelia walked over to Oz as his eyes opened slightly. He let out a low moan. His eyes took a minute to focus on Cordelia.
She set her face on angry.
Oz didn't realise.
"So what exactly happened here cos, ya know, here I am on the floor and I'm thinking 'huh?'"
Cordelia arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow at him and folded her arms.
"We were hoping you were able to tell us." She kept her voice cool but Oz could see how pale her face was and her eyes were showing fear an possibly tears.
He frowned slightly, trying to remember.
Willow looked at him worriedly. "Are you okay?".
He didn't answer. Cordelia snapped. She pulled him up by the shoulders.
"What did you take?" she asked forcefully.
Oz pulled away from her. "I didn't take anything" he said angrily. "How stupid do you think I am."
She just looked at him but Oz got the message. He stood up quickly.
"Thanks a lot, Cordelia. Nice to know you trust me."
He wavered slightly. He placed a hand to his head and remembered why he had collapsed. He looked at them all. "I've just got a migraine, that's all. I'm fine."
Cordelia bit her lip and looked at him guiltily. "I'm sorry. I just--"
He cut her off. "I know. It's okay."
He looked at them all. "I'm gonna go home."
"I'll be fine." He looked pointedly at Cordelia and Devon.
They nodded, although Cordelia looked pale enough to faint and Devon was looking pretty shaky. Oz paused to take a good look at Cordelia. She was definitely teary. Her hair was slightly messy, probably from running her hair through it. Her expression was completely unreadable. There was a bit of residual anger, sadness, resolve among other things.
He swept out of the Bronze, desperately trying to ignore the pounding in his head. Despite what he had said, he had no intention of going home. He wanted to go somewhere quiet, peaceful.
He drove for about ten minutes until he came to a stop at a small forest. He weaved through the trees in the darkness, keeping a god grip on his stake. After twenty minutes, he reached a clearing. There was no sounds- the forest was asleep. At the edge of a clearing, there was a cliff looking over Sunnydale.
Oz curled up and sat at the edge of the cliff, reflecting. He stayed there until the pain in his head reached an all time high and he headed home.
He didn't sleep that night. He couldn't find any aspirin and he had feeling he knew who had it.
She was pushed aside by Cordelia who ran up to him and checked his pulse. She paused for a minute and watched his face. He was pale and clammy and was sweating. She looked at Buffy.
"Get Devon"
Buffy didn't move. She didn't like taking orders. "Get Devon now!" Cordelia screamed. Buffy snapped into action. It wasn't everyday that Cordelia Chase acted so forcefully. She weaved through the crowds of dancers to find Devon.
Cordelia started to shake Oz. He didn't respond. She felt tears well up in her eyes as the worst possible thought came to her mind.
She put her hand in his jacket pocket. All that was there was his wallet. She checked his other pocket. Bingo. She pulled out two bottles of pills. She read the descriptions carefully. Aspirin. That was okay. She looked at the other one. Her eyes widened slightly.
"What's wrong?" Faith asked. "You don't think he took--"
Cordelia shook her head. "They're both full."
Faith shrugged, "Still. It might be pretty powerful. What's in it?"
"Aspirin."
"And the other one?"
Cordelia bit her lip. Faith looked worried.
"Cordelia, what's in it?" she pressed. Cordelia showed her the bottle, taking care not to let Angel, Willow or Xander to see it. Faith's eyes widened.
"They had me on that once." she said softly. She shook herself. "It's not powerful enough. Actually it is, but he only took a small dose, if any at all, by the looks of it."
"Are you even sure he took something?" Xander asked.
Cordelia didn't answer. "I sure as hell hope not." She pocketed the pills as Buffy came back with a very confused Devon. He caught sight of Oz and his expression changed from confusion to fear.
"What the hell happened?"
Cordelia took a step towards him. "He complained of a headache. Then he collapsed. All he's got on him is an aspirin and the usual May dosage."
Everyone except Cordelia and Devon exchanged baffled looks.
"What do you need me for, Cordy?"
She looked at him angrily, "Don't play games with me, Dev. I'm not stupid. I'm angry and scared and I need to know. What. Did. He. Take?"
Devon took a step back, "Nothing." Glancing at her expression he hastily continued, "I haven't seen him today. Plus, Mike doesn't buy until the end of the month. Anyway, I don't think Oz has taken anything since, you know.." he trailed off.
"You don't think?" she said sarcastically.
"Come on Cordy, you don't think I would let him take anything. You weren't the only one scared last time. He's too good a friend."
Cordelia sighed. "He must of taken something. He never gets headaches like this. He's never collapsed before..." She paused.
A terrified crossed her face and Devon's. she shook her head. "No" she said, her voice wavering. "No. He must have taken something. He had to have."
"Hey" Angel broke the silence. "He's waking up."
Cordelia walked over to Oz as his eyes opened slightly. He let out a low moan. His eyes took a minute to focus on Cordelia.
She set her face on angry.
Oz didn't realise.
"So what exactly happened here cos, ya know, here I am on the floor and I'm thinking 'huh?'"
Cordelia arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow at him and folded her arms.
"We were hoping you were able to tell us." She kept her voice cool but Oz could see how pale her face was and her eyes were showing fear an possibly tears.
He frowned slightly, trying to remember.
Willow looked at him worriedly. "Are you okay?".
He didn't answer. Cordelia snapped. She pulled him up by the shoulders.
"What did you take?" she asked forcefully.
Oz pulled away from her. "I didn't take anything" he said angrily. "How stupid do you think I am."
She just looked at him but Oz got the message. He stood up quickly.
"Thanks a lot, Cordelia. Nice to know you trust me."
He wavered slightly. He placed a hand to his head and remembered why he had collapsed. He looked at them all. "I've just got a migraine, that's all. I'm fine."
Cordelia bit her lip and looked at him guiltily. "I'm sorry. I just--"
He cut her off. "I know. It's okay."
He looked at them all. "I'm gonna go home."
"I'll be fine." He looked pointedly at Cordelia and Devon.
They nodded, although Cordelia looked pale enough to faint and Devon was looking pretty shaky. Oz paused to take a good look at Cordelia. She was definitely teary. Her hair was slightly messy, probably from running her hair through it. Her expression was completely unreadable. There was a bit of residual anger, sadness, resolve among other things.
He swept out of the Bronze, desperately trying to ignore the pounding in his head. Despite what he had said, he had no intention of going home. He wanted to go somewhere quiet, peaceful.
He drove for about ten minutes until he came to a stop at a small forest. He weaved through the trees in the darkness, keeping a god grip on his stake. After twenty minutes, he reached a clearing. There was no sounds- the forest was asleep. At the edge of a clearing, there was a cliff looking over Sunnydale.
Oz curled up and sat at the edge of the cliff, reflecting. He stayed there until the pain in his head reached an all time high and he headed home.
He didn't sleep that night. He couldn't find any aspirin and he had feeling he knew who had it.