Author: LCA
Disclaimer: Alas, this cast is what, I lack. I lack, this cast, alack, alas *sorry, a little Once Upon A Mattress humor* I don't own 'em
A/n 1: Hey, pity me pleaz! I feel really sick. Sore throat, ugh! I went in this afternoon to get a throat culture. U know, see if it's strep. Anyway, this means I'm bored and you get another chapter! Lucky peeps!
A/n 2: Wow, people really seem to like my fic. That's so kewl! I got 4 reviews for chapter 3. YAY! U guys rock!!!!!!! Alright so, to the reviewers:
Tariq: Thanx so much for your feedback! I have the whole story planned out with no Dawn. However, I could write her in, if enough people told me they wanted her. So, tell me if you really want her in this fic and in she will be!
Caitlin: You wish is my command. Longer chapters it is! I thought the third one was a lot longer then the first but I agree they do seem kinda wimpy. Anyway, thanx for you great feedback. I'm sooo glad that you like my fic so much. Gives me a warm fuzzy ( ( (
Boo: Isn't this concept the bestest? What can I say? I'm a genius! J/k my ego's not THAT big.
Laura: Don't worry, there's lot's of heartbreak and trauma in store. Wait.that's not a good thing! Crap! J/k
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"Tara?" Willow couldn't keep the amazement out of her voice. For two whole years, she had thought that she would never see Tara. She had resigned herself to the fact that she would never again see her thick lips or her strawberry-blond hair. For two whole years, she had moved on with her life.
Willow's mind quickly flashed back to a month ago. Oz getting down on his knees, holding out a black velvet box, proposing. That had been the happiest day of her life. Had Tara been in Sunnydale on that day? Would that knowledge have affected her answer? No, she couldn't think like that, she loved Oz with all of her heart.
But seeing Tara again made her realize that she her feeling for Tara had never really gone away, they had just been pushed to the darkest recesses of her heart. Now, with Tara's bright eyes looking at her with so much suspicion, the feeling marched to the front knocking everything else out of the way. Tara filled her whole world.
"Why are you here?" Tara snapped, reaching down to straiten her skirt once more.
"I.it's just.Buffy, she woke up and I came down to visit her with O-someone and." Willow's words stumbled over themselves. She had always been the confident one of the couple, but now she might as well be back in high school.
"Oh." Tara said flatly. "Well, my Aunt lives 10 miles away and she has breast cancer. This is the closest hospital. Believe me, I wouldn't be here otherwise."
Hearing the bitterness in Tara's voice twanged Willow's heart in a way that was almost a physical pain. She wanted to make Tara feel better, wanted to take away all of Tara's pain, as well as her own. Her heart was becoming too full. Something was going to burst if she didn't come out and say it.
"Tara, I still love you."
Oz was getting a little lost. He had never had the best sense of direction and this hospital had way too many corridors for it's own good. He kept looking for the comatose ward, but apparently people in commas weren't special enough for their own thing.
Man, he should have just followed Willow instead of hanging back and getting a little smiley face balloon from the gift shop, but he had to admit, the balloon was pretty cool. Hopefully, this would help him and Buffy get started on the right foot. Wouldn't Will be proud of him for being such a kind thoughtful man? Oh well, it was worth a shot.
He looked at the sign right next to him. Hmmmmmm, Cancer Ward to his left, Pregnancy one to his right. He trusted the cancer one more. Didn't want to walk into anything...unfortunate.
As Oz walked along he imagined his Willow practically glowing with excitement, talking to her bestest buddy Buffy, maybe even showing her the ring. Maybe he should just ask the nurse where Buffy's room is.
The closest desk was right past those two girls that were staring at each other. The girl facing him was wearing a denim skirt and had blondish colored hair. Blondie looked really familiar. She was staring at the red head, who had her back to him, like Reddy had turned into a demon. Then again, hellmouth, not so funny.
All of the sudden the red head dove in for a kiss. They sort of looked like Willow and Tara had back when...THAT'S who the girl was. Tara! And, oh God, Reddy was wearing the same shirt that Willow had been.
Oz felt sick. It was happening all over again. He turned and ran away, popping his smiley-face balloon in the momentum.
For a whole two seconds, Willow was in heaven. Tara's lips were on hers, her hand on Willow's hips, and the world stopped for a moment. Then it all popped back into focus, literally. A large popping sound made the two girls jump away from each other as if an electric current had zapped them. Turning fast Willow caught a glimpse of a brown haired man running away from them.
Dear Lord, please tell me that wasn't Oz.
"You must be the boyfriend," the nurse said with raised eyebrows from the doorway.
Buffy and Angel finally broke apart from the major kissing session that had been held on the bed. Buffy's eyes felt heavy from being closed too long, and her lips felt really really puffy. Hey, that rhymed with her name!
"Don't apologize, I'm used to it after working with comatose patience for so long. But a 7 year one, your lucky Ms. Summer's, most guys don't wait that long."
The male nurse walked into her room. Buffy caught a glimpse of his nametag, Riley Finn. Riley, huh? Isn't that a girl's name?
"I have good news and great news for you two. The good news is that thanks to the responsive tests we took, we know that there is no chance that you will relapse back into your coma. And the great news is that we learned an amazing thing from your CAT Scan. Now, Ms. Summers, you say you had a vivid dream while in your comatose state?"
"Yeah, it all seemed so real. I still can't believe it wasn't." Buffy said.
"Well, it seems that your dream was so hands on, so to speak, that your brain was able to function completely normally throughout the whole 6 years. This has never happened before. You could be famous if the word gets out."
Angel sounded amazed, "So you mean that there is no brain damage at all?"
"None!" Riley was practically jumping up and down with excitement.
Buffy sighed happily and leaned against Angel. Could life be more perfect?
Dr. Finn stepped out of the room barely concealing an evil cackle. He was getting this evil villain thing down pretty good! The loser slayer and her pretty boy boyfriend had no idea just how much bull shit they had been fed. Neither did the staff at the hospital or anyone else. Wait until he told the Dark Queen. Oh, boy would she reward him! He couldn't wait.
"I am going to KILL YOU!" cried Cordelia. "How could you do this? I'm emotionally unstable. I'm PREGNANT with you SOON to be BASTARD SON!!!!!!!"
"Cordy, now threatening my life won't put Buffy back in her coma. Trust me, Anya already tried that. Just come on, there are nice restaurants in Sunnydale too. So just calm down, and I promise you, we will have a lovely anniversary." Xander tried cajolingly to his wife, who had a particularly mad look in her eye. /Note to self, keep her away from sharp objects. /
"Fine! But let it be known that I am doing this out of love for you and you owe me something big. I mean really big. We're talking diamond bracelet big. Deal?" Cordy asked, studying the lack of bracelet on her wrist.
"Deal." Declared Xander, choosing to take the high road and not mention how he could just buy her a pair of pant, those would be big enough. Ha-ha, pregnancy joke.
Anya looked up from her magazine. She had just spent the last half hour listening to them bicker. Happy for a change in subject she seized the opportunity to join the conversation once more.
"Right then, off to Sunnydale we go!"
"WILLIAM! WILLIAM!!!!!!!!"
Faith's screams filled the quiet air in their residential neighborhood. When everyone thought Buffy would never wake up, Faith and William had moved into her house when they found out they needed more room for the baby. Now, the room they needed appeared to be not so needed.
Will came running up the stairs. He had just finished driving the baby sitter home and was looking forward to getting a good nights sleep. As he ran into the room, he saw Faith on her knees over the cradle. But the cradle was broken. And the baby was missing.
Faith turned to William and she had tears streaming down her face.
"Where's Joyce? Where's my baby?" she asked.
Will had no answer.
Oz felt the rage soar through him. She had done it again. God damn it, she had done it again. These last 3 years might as well have never happened. He should have known she's go back to her. He should have known.
Oz had reached the parking ramp. He saw the car and ran towards it. Suddenly two arms grabbed him from behind and tackled him to the ground. The person behind him shoved him into the middle seat of a car. Someone in the back seat reached over and put a cloth with cloraphorm over him mouth and nose.
The last thing he remembered before he fell unconscious was the sound of a baby crying.
Disclaimer: Alas, this cast is what, I lack. I lack, this cast, alack, alas *sorry, a little Once Upon A Mattress humor* I don't own 'em
A/n 1: Hey, pity me pleaz! I feel really sick. Sore throat, ugh! I went in this afternoon to get a throat culture. U know, see if it's strep. Anyway, this means I'm bored and you get another chapter! Lucky peeps!
A/n 2: Wow, people really seem to like my fic. That's so kewl! I got 4 reviews for chapter 3. YAY! U guys rock!!!!!!! Alright so, to the reviewers:
Tariq: Thanx so much for your feedback! I have the whole story planned out with no Dawn. However, I could write her in, if enough people told me they wanted her. So, tell me if you really want her in this fic and in she will be!
Caitlin: You wish is my command. Longer chapters it is! I thought the third one was a lot longer then the first but I agree they do seem kinda wimpy. Anyway, thanx for you great feedback. I'm sooo glad that you like my fic so much. Gives me a warm fuzzy ( ( (
Boo: Isn't this concept the bestest? What can I say? I'm a genius! J/k my ego's not THAT big.
Laura: Don't worry, there's lot's of heartbreak and trauma in store. Wait.that's not a good thing! Crap! J/k
***
"Tara?" Willow couldn't keep the amazement out of her voice. For two whole years, she had thought that she would never see Tara. She had resigned herself to the fact that she would never again see her thick lips or her strawberry-blond hair. For two whole years, she had moved on with her life.
Willow's mind quickly flashed back to a month ago. Oz getting down on his knees, holding out a black velvet box, proposing. That had been the happiest day of her life. Had Tara been in Sunnydale on that day? Would that knowledge have affected her answer? No, she couldn't think like that, she loved Oz with all of her heart.
But seeing Tara again made her realize that she her feeling for Tara had never really gone away, they had just been pushed to the darkest recesses of her heart. Now, with Tara's bright eyes looking at her with so much suspicion, the feeling marched to the front knocking everything else out of the way. Tara filled her whole world.
"Why are you here?" Tara snapped, reaching down to straiten her skirt once more.
"I.it's just.Buffy, she woke up and I came down to visit her with O-someone and." Willow's words stumbled over themselves. She had always been the confident one of the couple, but now she might as well be back in high school.
"Oh." Tara said flatly. "Well, my Aunt lives 10 miles away and she has breast cancer. This is the closest hospital. Believe me, I wouldn't be here otherwise."
Hearing the bitterness in Tara's voice twanged Willow's heart in a way that was almost a physical pain. She wanted to make Tara feel better, wanted to take away all of Tara's pain, as well as her own. Her heart was becoming too full. Something was going to burst if she didn't come out and say it.
"Tara, I still love you."
Oz was getting a little lost. He had never had the best sense of direction and this hospital had way too many corridors for it's own good. He kept looking for the comatose ward, but apparently people in commas weren't special enough for their own thing.
Man, he should have just followed Willow instead of hanging back and getting a little smiley face balloon from the gift shop, but he had to admit, the balloon was pretty cool. Hopefully, this would help him and Buffy get started on the right foot. Wouldn't Will be proud of him for being such a kind thoughtful man? Oh well, it was worth a shot.
He looked at the sign right next to him. Hmmmmmm, Cancer Ward to his left, Pregnancy one to his right. He trusted the cancer one more. Didn't want to walk into anything...unfortunate.
As Oz walked along he imagined his Willow practically glowing with excitement, talking to her bestest buddy Buffy, maybe even showing her the ring. Maybe he should just ask the nurse where Buffy's room is.
The closest desk was right past those two girls that were staring at each other. The girl facing him was wearing a denim skirt and had blondish colored hair. Blondie looked really familiar. She was staring at the red head, who had her back to him, like Reddy had turned into a demon. Then again, hellmouth, not so funny.
All of the sudden the red head dove in for a kiss. They sort of looked like Willow and Tara had back when...THAT'S who the girl was. Tara! And, oh God, Reddy was wearing the same shirt that Willow had been.
Oz felt sick. It was happening all over again. He turned and ran away, popping his smiley-face balloon in the momentum.
For a whole two seconds, Willow was in heaven. Tara's lips were on hers, her hand on Willow's hips, and the world stopped for a moment. Then it all popped back into focus, literally. A large popping sound made the two girls jump away from each other as if an electric current had zapped them. Turning fast Willow caught a glimpse of a brown haired man running away from them.
Dear Lord, please tell me that wasn't Oz.
"You must be the boyfriend," the nurse said with raised eyebrows from the doorway.
Buffy and Angel finally broke apart from the major kissing session that had been held on the bed. Buffy's eyes felt heavy from being closed too long, and her lips felt really really puffy. Hey, that rhymed with her name!
"Don't apologize, I'm used to it after working with comatose patience for so long. But a 7 year one, your lucky Ms. Summer's, most guys don't wait that long."
The male nurse walked into her room. Buffy caught a glimpse of his nametag, Riley Finn. Riley, huh? Isn't that a girl's name?
"I have good news and great news for you two. The good news is that thanks to the responsive tests we took, we know that there is no chance that you will relapse back into your coma. And the great news is that we learned an amazing thing from your CAT Scan. Now, Ms. Summers, you say you had a vivid dream while in your comatose state?"
"Yeah, it all seemed so real. I still can't believe it wasn't." Buffy said.
"Well, it seems that your dream was so hands on, so to speak, that your brain was able to function completely normally throughout the whole 6 years. This has never happened before. You could be famous if the word gets out."
Angel sounded amazed, "So you mean that there is no brain damage at all?"
"None!" Riley was practically jumping up and down with excitement.
Buffy sighed happily and leaned against Angel. Could life be more perfect?
Dr. Finn stepped out of the room barely concealing an evil cackle. He was getting this evil villain thing down pretty good! The loser slayer and her pretty boy boyfriend had no idea just how much bull shit they had been fed. Neither did the staff at the hospital or anyone else. Wait until he told the Dark Queen. Oh, boy would she reward him! He couldn't wait.
"I am going to KILL YOU!" cried Cordelia. "How could you do this? I'm emotionally unstable. I'm PREGNANT with you SOON to be BASTARD SON!!!!!!!"
"Cordy, now threatening my life won't put Buffy back in her coma. Trust me, Anya already tried that. Just come on, there are nice restaurants in Sunnydale too. So just calm down, and I promise you, we will have a lovely anniversary." Xander tried cajolingly to his wife, who had a particularly mad look in her eye. /Note to self, keep her away from sharp objects. /
"Fine! But let it be known that I am doing this out of love for you and you owe me something big. I mean really big. We're talking diamond bracelet big. Deal?" Cordy asked, studying the lack of bracelet on her wrist.
"Deal." Declared Xander, choosing to take the high road and not mention how he could just buy her a pair of pant, those would be big enough. Ha-ha, pregnancy joke.
Anya looked up from her magazine. She had just spent the last half hour listening to them bicker. Happy for a change in subject she seized the opportunity to join the conversation once more.
"Right then, off to Sunnydale we go!"
"WILLIAM! WILLIAM!!!!!!!!"
Faith's screams filled the quiet air in their residential neighborhood. When everyone thought Buffy would never wake up, Faith and William had moved into her house when they found out they needed more room for the baby. Now, the room they needed appeared to be not so needed.
Will came running up the stairs. He had just finished driving the baby sitter home and was looking forward to getting a good nights sleep. As he ran into the room, he saw Faith on her knees over the cradle. But the cradle was broken. And the baby was missing.
Faith turned to William and she had tears streaming down her face.
"Where's Joyce? Where's my baby?" she asked.
Will had no answer.
Oz felt the rage soar through him. She had done it again. God damn it, she had done it again. These last 3 years might as well have never happened. He should have known she's go back to her. He should have known.
Oz had reached the parking ramp. He saw the car and ran towards it. Suddenly two arms grabbed him from behind and tackled him to the ground. The person behind him shoved him into the middle seat of a car. Someone in the back seat reached over and put a cloth with cloraphorm over him mouth and nose.
The last thing he remembered before he fell unconscious was the sound of a baby crying.