Tragic
Xander screamed for help so loud that it could be heard over the loud beating music. Oz, Willow, and Cordelia showed up. They all caught a glimpse of Buffy's paralyzed body. Oz and Cordelia stood there in shock. Willow ran to the nearest telephone, which happened to be a cell phone someone was using outside. She yanked it from the mans hands and thanked him quickly. She pressed the buttons but messed up because she was shaking so hard. She cleared the phone and dialed once again: 9-1-1.
"9-1-1 Emergency." A lady answered.
"It's - It's my friend... she - she fainted and hurry! At the Bronze!" Willow said. She waited for the lady to respond making sure that she was heard and after she heard the voice say, "We're on our way," she dropped the phone and ran towards the door. She pushed it open so hard that it slammed against the wall making a loud bang.
Her and Xander were feeling the same thing. It wasn't every day that their best friend, their strong Slayer, collapsed. It took very powerful things to make her faint. Willow ran back up to the crowd of surrounding people and pushed her way through the crowd of people. She scratched her hand on someone's belt. She noticed it was bleeding but just kept walking. She finally found Xander. Blood dripping down her arm she screamed over the crowd of scurrying people.
"I CALLED FOR HELP, SOMEONE IS COMING!"
"GOOD!" Xander said, his worried face looking up at Willow. He turned his attention back to the unconscious Buffy. His eyes started to swell and his lips were quivering a bit. "Common Bufster... wake up... open those eyes."
Oz and Cordelia were looking at both entrances for something that could have done this to her. Their pupils were getting wider and wider from the darkness they were looking in. No one knew that it was just spontaneous. The front door to the Bronze sprung open and two or three firefighter people came in, in those huge suits, which made the situation look ten times more serious. They picked Buffy up and carried her onto a stretcher. After she was secured they left... Buffy on a rolling bed and Oz, Willow, Cordelia, and Xander were following behind.
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"Any use of drugs or alcohol?" the doctor asked frantically. Looking over a huge clipboard of notes and papers.
"No, no, NO! Nothing! She's clean! She just... fell... what's wrong with her?" Xander said, losing his temper. He was keeping up with the fast pace of the stretcher easily. He was worried about her. Overly worried, he didn't know why but he had never seen her like this.
"We'll find out..." he pushed two doors open and said, "you can't come in here, unless you're family."
"I am dammit!" Xander lied. He didn't care if he had to break 100 laws to get her better, he would.
The doctor turned left allowing Xander to enter his eyes now focused on the rest of them.
"The rest of you stay here... there's nothing you can do here anymore."
He closed the doors and walked down the hallway, Xander following. This was leaving Willow, Oz, and Cordelia standing there. Willow's eyebrows narrowed and her fingers were twitching a little bit.
"Like hell there isn't." Willow stated so firm that no one dared to answer. She turned around 180 degrees and walked out of the hospital doors.
Xander screamed for help so loud that it could be heard over the loud beating music. Oz, Willow, and Cordelia showed up. They all caught a glimpse of Buffy's paralyzed body. Oz and Cordelia stood there in shock. Willow ran to the nearest telephone, which happened to be a cell phone someone was using outside. She yanked it from the mans hands and thanked him quickly. She pressed the buttons but messed up because she was shaking so hard. She cleared the phone and dialed once again: 9-1-1.
"9-1-1 Emergency." A lady answered.
"It's - It's my friend... she - she fainted and hurry! At the Bronze!" Willow said. She waited for the lady to respond making sure that she was heard and after she heard the voice say, "We're on our way," she dropped the phone and ran towards the door. She pushed it open so hard that it slammed against the wall making a loud bang.
Her and Xander were feeling the same thing. It wasn't every day that their best friend, their strong Slayer, collapsed. It took very powerful things to make her faint. Willow ran back up to the crowd of surrounding people and pushed her way through the crowd of people. She scratched her hand on someone's belt. She noticed it was bleeding but just kept walking. She finally found Xander. Blood dripping down her arm she screamed over the crowd of scurrying people.
"I CALLED FOR HELP, SOMEONE IS COMING!"
"GOOD!" Xander said, his worried face looking up at Willow. He turned his attention back to the unconscious Buffy. His eyes started to swell and his lips were quivering a bit. "Common Bufster... wake up... open those eyes."
Oz and Cordelia were looking at both entrances for something that could have done this to her. Their pupils were getting wider and wider from the darkness they were looking in. No one knew that it was just spontaneous. The front door to the Bronze sprung open and two or three firefighter people came in, in those huge suits, which made the situation look ten times more serious. They picked Buffy up and carried her onto a stretcher. After she was secured they left... Buffy on a rolling bed and Oz, Willow, Cordelia, and Xander were following behind.
*~*---------------------------*~*
"Any use of drugs or alcohol?" the doctor asked frantically. Looking over a huge clipboard of notes and papers.
"No, no, NO! Nothing! She's clean! She just... fell... what's wrong with her?" Xander said, losing his temper. He was keeping up with the fast pace of the stretcher easily. He was worried about her. Overly worried, he didn't know why but he had never seen her like this.
"We'll find out..." he pushed two doors open and said, "you can't come in here, unless you're family."
"I am dammit!" Xander lied. He didn't care if he had to break 100 laws to get her better, he would.
The doctor turned left allowing Xander to enter his eyes now focused on the rest of them.
"The rest of you stay here... there's nothing you can do here anymore."
He closed the doors and walked down the hallway, Xander following. This was leaving Willow, Oz, and Cordelia standing there. Willow's eyebrows narrowed and her fingers were twitching a little bit.
"Like hell there isn't." Willow stated so firm that no one dared to answer. She turned around 180 degrees and walked out of the hospital doors.