Author: LCA
Disclaimer: it's just me, alone, in this crazy world. No Buffy characters by
my side *sniff, sniff*
Distribution: ask, beg, take, cherish
A/N: For the part in Buffy's POV, i'm not just nutty, there's a reason i'm
writing like that. just thought i'd clarify that.
Feedback: wow, i want feedback. Lots and lots of feedback. and thanx to
all of my reviewers so far:
Teri: Good idea about Giles. He is now written into the story! Look for him and a friend to make an appearance next chapter.
CocoaKitty: I'm way happy u liked it! Woo-hoo! Oh, by the way. I LOVE your pen name!
Tariq: Um, alright, Dawn's in.I guess. No Spike isn't the big bad, you'll find that out this chapter. Giles is in, and Joyce did die in the cancer thing. So Spike and Faith named they're child after her. You'll find out later.
Shahid: Actually it's because Buffy dreamed the whole series, except for half of season one. So he never was one. Yay! Chapter 2 has the background plot.
Queen Boadicea: oh, so true. So true. Crazy course of love, when will it straiten out? Hee-hee.
Buffy: I think you need to read chapter 2 as well. Hey, if u see Shahid, say hi! Hee-hee.
Willow120: thanx so much! I'm so super glad that u liked it! Yay!
Divamercury: thank u oodles for reviewing. *sigh* I feel so loved! Hee-hee.
And now, without further ado, Answer to a Prayer:
***
Oz had no idea where he was, but wherever he was it was cold...and dank...and
overall not good! His hands were chained to the wall at the most painful
angle his attackers could find. It's not the pain that he minded so much, it
was not being able to hold the crying baby that had been practically thrown
onto the floor next to him. He/she (Oz couldn't tell) had been crying this
whole time.
The one who had kidnapped, and adultnapped, the two walked menacingly into
the room. This was the one Oz called Blue Eyes because he had a mask on and
the only thing that showed on his face was blue eyes. O.K. it wasn't the
most original name but hey, Oz had a splitting headache and couldn't really
focus on other things when his arms hurt so much. And that baby never shut
up!
"Losing your temper, werewolf?" Blue Eyes sneered. "Careful that you don't
get too angry. Bad things happen when you lose control, right?"
How the heck did he know Oz was a werewolf? Why should Oz even be surprised, the guy new everything else about him. He had just spent an hour being taunted about losing the love of his life, twice. God tonight was going to
be long.
"Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure?"
"Yes, my lady. I took the tests myself. Her remission back into the coma
imminent, but it could take a long time. Months even years. However, she
could very well go insane from the brain trauma."
"And she has no idea?"
"None whatsoever. She was so eager to get back into her loser boyfriends
pant, I don't think she would have noticed if I had said the truth."
"Good work Finn. The slayer will be ours, and you will be greatly rewarded."
"Thank you my master."
"Now get out of my site, I have some planning to do."
"You're positive he went this way?" Tara asked in her small voice. She
didn't want to help Willow find Oz. She'd be happy if she never saw Oz
again, but Willow obviously wouldn't be so here she was looking. Since when
did Willow have the right to do this anyhow? Did she get some special city
grant to let her toy with people's emotions like this? It wasn't fair how one
minute had tongue was down TARA'S throat, but the next all she could think
about was her lovable perfect Oz. For heaven sakes, she had already picked
Oz over her once. When was it her turn with Willow? When did she get to try
the relationship thing?
"I'm not even sure it was him. I just...I hope he's O.K. He's gone through
enough in his life." Willow said anxiously playing with a ring on her finger.
A surprisingly engagementy ring, with a diamond and everything. Oh no!
They were getting married. Not only had Oz proposed but her Willow had said
yes? That couldn't be, she was HER Willow. Willow had been the one person
in Tara's whole life that had not laughed, teased, hurt her. Willow had
simply understood. She had been there to be a friend, and eventually so much
more. But now...now...
"When is it?" She asked, dreading but needing the answer.
"When's what?" Willow looked so adorable when she was confused.
"The We-w-wedding." God, McClay. Don't start stuttering now.
"WHAT?" The question was out of nowhere. Quickly Willow looked down onto
her hand and saw the ring. She looked at Tara to make sure she was O.K. "Oh,
that. Um, sometime in August. We haven't really decided. But it's going to
be outdoors and there'll be lots of roses. Roses everywhere. Oz loves
roses, and it's just going to be so perfe-" She stopped herself abruptly,
seeing the hurt in Tara's eyes.
Tara felt the cold sting of betrayal wash over her. It was true; they were
going to get married. It was going to be perfect, with roses. Roses just
for Oz.
"Have fun." she said and ran off. Let Willow find Oz, she was leaving,
forever.
Buffy couldn't be happier. Well, maybe if she were a squirrel. Squirrels
tend to be happier then humans. Maybe it's because that had bushy tales.
Yeah, Buffy was sure if she had a bushy tale, she'd be the happiest creature
alive. But would she want to be called a squirrel or a human.
"Also, how would I look with a tail?" Buffy's thoughts escaped her head and
went floating up to the air.
"What?" Angel asked? He smiled down at her, amused.
"If I were a squirrel-slash-human, would I look good with a tail?" She asked,
suddenly needing to know the answer.
"Well...I think-" Angel was interrupted by the door opening. She looked up
and saw Spike and Faith stumbling into the room. Faith looked as if she'd
been crying so hard, little rivers had formed on her face, and Spike had that
serious look on. He was so sexy when he had that look on. Not as sexy as
Angel of course but come on, did she have good taste or what?
"Spike, Faith, what is it? Oh my God, what happened?" Angel asked as Faith
let off a sob.
"It's Joyce. She's gone!" Faith barely had time to choke out the last word
when another sob came.
"Shhhhhh, breath love, just breath." Spike whispered soothingly. He turned
to Angel, "I drove the baby-sitter home. She said Joyce had been asleep for
two hours and she hadn't heard a peep outta her. Then I come home and
Faith's in the nursery screaming. I run upstairs and it's all in ruins,
right? I look closer and there's blood on the carpet."
Tears were forming in his eyes too. Angel looked horrified.
"William, we'll find the person who did this to your child, I promise."
"Your damn right we will. Angel, my child is out there, probably hungry,
cold, having God knows what done to her. I will bloody KILL the person who
did this."
Angel just nodded and hugged Spike, then Faith. Buffy knew that something
serious was going on but she couldn't get her mind around what it was. She
couldn't concentrate on one thing. Everything was blurry. Everything
was...everything....
Quietly, not noticed by the grieving parents or the concerned friend, Buffy
gave a weak cry and slipped unconscious. Drusilla was watching her and smiled. It will all become clearer, slayer, just wait. The battle has only begun.
Disclaimer: it's just me, alone, in this crazy world. No Buffy characters by
my side *sniff, sniff*
Distribution: ask, beg, take, cherish
A/N: For the part in Buffy's POV, i'm not just nutty, there's a reason i'm
writing like that. just thought i'd clarify that.
Feedback: wow, i want feedback. Lots and lots of feedback. and thanx to
all of my reviewers so far:
Teri: Good idea about Giles. He is now written into the story! Look for him and a friend to make an appearance next chapter.
CocoaKitty: I'm way happy u liked it! Woo-hoo! Oh, by the way. I LOVE your pen name!
Tariq: Um, alright, Dawn's in.I guess. No Spike isn't the big bad, you'll find that out this chapter. Giles is in, and Joyce did die in the cancer thing. So Spike and Faith named they're child after her. You'll find out later.
Shahid: Actually it's because Buffy dreamed the whole series, except for half of season one. So he never was one. Yay! Chapter 2 has the background plot.
Queen Boadicea: oh, so true. So true. Crazy course of love, when will it straiten out? Hee-hee.
Buffy: I think you need to read chapter 2 as well. Hey, if u see Shahid, say hi! Hee-hee.
Willow120: thanx so much! I'm so super glad that u liked it! Yay!
Divamercury: thank u oodles for reviewing. *sigh* I feel so loved! Hee-hee.
And now, without further ado, Answer to a Prayer:
***
Oz had no idea where he was, but wherever he was it was cold...and dank...and
overall not good! His hands were chained to the wall at the most painful
angle his attackers could find. It's not the pain that he minded so much, it
was not being able to hold the crying baby that had been practically thrown
onto the floor next to him. He/she (Oz couldn't tell) had been crying this
whole time.
The one who had kidnapped, and adultnapped, the two walked menacingly into
the room. This was the one Oz called Blue Eyes because he had a mask on and
the only thing that showed on his face was blue eyes. O.K. it wasn't the
most original name but hey, Oz had a splitting headache and couldn't really
focus on other things when his arms hurt so much. And that baby never shut
up!
"Losing your temper, werewolf?" Blue Eyes sneered. "Careful that you don't
get too angry. Bad things happen when you lose control, right?"
How the heck did he know Oz was a werewolf? Why should Oz even be surprised, the guy new everything else about him. He had just spent an hour being taunted about losing the love of his life, twice. God tonight was going to
be long.
"Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure?"
"Yes, my lady. I took the tests myself. Her remission back into the coma
imminent, but it could take a long time. Months even years. However, she
could very well go insane from the brain trauma."
"And she has no idea?"
"None whatsoever. She was so eager to get back into her loser boyfriends
pant, I don't think she would have noticed if I had said the truth."
"Good work Finn. The slayer will be ours, and you will be greatly rewarded."
"Thank you my master."
"Now get out of my site, I have some planning to do."
"You're positive he went this way?" Tara asked in her small voice. She
didn't want to help Willow find Oz. She'd be happy if she never saw Oz
again, but Willow obviously wouldn't be so here she was looking. Since when
did Willow have the right to do this anyhow? Did she get some special city
grant to let her toy with people's emotions like this? It wasn't fair how one
minute had tongue was down TARA'S throat, but the next all she could think
about was her lovable perfect Oz. For heaven sakes, she had already picked
Oz over her once. When was it her turn with Willow? When did she get to try
the relationship thing?
"I'm not even sure it was him. I just...I hope he's O.K. He's gone through
enough in his life." Willow said anxiously playing with a ring on her finger.
A surprisingly engagementy ring, with a diamond and everything. Oh no!
They were getting married. Not only had Oz proposed but her Willow had said
yes? That couldn't be, she was HER Willow. Willow had been the one person
in Tara's whole life that had not laughed, teased, hurt her. Willow had
simply understood. She had been there to be a friend, and eventually so much
more. But now...now...
"When is it?" She asked, dreading but needing the answer.
"When's what?" Willow looked so adorable when she was confused.
"The We-w-wedding." God, McClay. Don't start stuttering now.
"WHAT?" The question was out of nowhere. Quickly Willow looked down onto
her hand and saw the ring. She looked at Tara to make sure she was O.K. "Oh,
that. Um, sometime in August. We haven't really decided. But it's going to
be outdoors and there'll be lots of roses. Roses everywhere. Oz loves
roses, and it's just going to be so perfe-" She stopped herself abruptly,
seeing the hurt in Tara's eyes.
Tara felt the cold sting of betrayal wash over her. It was true; they were
going to get married. It was going to be perfect, with roses. Roses just
for Oz.
"Have fun." she said and ran off. Let Willow find Oz, she was leaving,
forever.
Buffy couldn't be happier. Well, maybe if she were a squirrel. Squirrels
tend to be happier then humans. Maybe it's because that had bushy tales.
Yeah, Buffy was sure if she had a bushy tale, she'd be the happiest creature
alive. But would she want to be called a squirrel or a human.
"Also, how would I look with a tail?" Buffy's thoughts escaped her head and
went floating up to the air.
"What?" Angel asked? He smiled down at her, amused.
"If I were a squirrel-slash-human, would I look good with a tail?" She asked,
suddenly needing to know the answer.
"Well...I think-" Angel was interrupted by the door opening. She looked up
and saw Spike and Faith stumbling into the room. Faith looked as if she'd
been crying so hard, little rivers had formed on her face, and Spike had that
serious look on. He was so sexy when he had that look on. Not as sexy as
Angel of course but come on, did she have good taste or what?
"Spike, Faith, what is it? Oh my God, what happened?" Angel asked as Faith
let off a sob.
"It's Joyce. She's gone!" Faith barely had time to choke out the last word
when another sob came.
"Shhhhhh, breath love, just breath." Spike whispered soothingly. He turned
to Angel, "I drove the baby-sitter home. She said Joyce had been asleep for
two hours and she hadn't heard a peep outta her. Then I come home and
Faith's in the nursery screaming. I run upstairs and it's all in ruins,
right? I look closer and there's blood on the carpet."
Tears were forming in his eyes too. Angel looked horrified.
"William, we'll find the person who did this to your child, I promise."
"Your damn right we will. Angel, my child is out there, probably hungry,
cold, having God knows what done to her. I will bloody KILL the person who
did this."
Angel just nodded and hugged Spike, then Faith. Buffy knew that something
serious was going on but she couldn't get her mind around what it was. She
couldn't concentrate on one thing. Everything was blurry. Everything
was...everything....
Quietly, not noticed by the grieving parents or the concerned friend, Buffy
gave a weak cry and slipped unconscious. Drusilla was watching her and smiled. It will all become clearer, slayer, just wait. The battle has only begun.