Author: LCA
Disclaimer: RIP Buffy!!!!! Ne'er more shall u brighten our dreary Tuesday's w/ u comedy and drama! I don't own the show that is no more. * sniff sniff *
A/N: well, I kept my promise; I didn't make u wait as long.I made u wait LONGER!!!!!!!!! And I feel baaaaaaaaad about that, but instead of taking up precious time writing about how bad I feel, let's just get on to the story, I think u've waited long enough.
To the reviewers:
mermaid of lost city atlantis: I am evil aren't I? It's so fun! Moo-ha- ha-ha! Enjoy and review!!!
Dezi: I promise NOTHING! But I will give u a hint. I plan on having a few people die. Probably like one a chapter since we're getting close to the end.
Queen Boadicea: the story turns a lot darker from here. That's the way it has to go. But look forward to a happy ending. (
Willow120: hey! Thanx for all of the reviews and I hope that this chapter is up to par! Is that the correct use of the expression? whatever
Kara: thanx sooo much for reviewing! hope u like the next chapter!
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Cordy was trying really hard to keep her anger in check. She knew she was pregnant, and that was what was making her want to club her husband in the head with her two-sizes-larger-than-normal maternity shoes, but come on! Getting lost in your own hometown?!?! That is such a Xander thing to do. True, Cordy had no idea where they were, but that was irrelevant. She was with child. She was off the hook.
Suddenly Anya piped up from the backseat.
"Hey, don't those people look like demon goons putting a dead body in a dumpster? You just don't get sights like those in LA anymore! Gosh, I missed them."
Cordy turned to look out the window and Xander slammed on the brakes.
"Oh my God Xander! Why did I let you talk me into this? Why, oh why, does this always happen to us. Get involved with a Buffy thing, deal with fun dead bodies and demon goons." Cordy ranted. But by then Xander and Anya had already left the car, completely ignoring her. Growling under her breath Cordy left the car and jogged to catch up.
Cordy could hardly fit into the tiny alley. Stupid alleys. Why did Sunnydale have so many of them anyway? There was a white hand hanging out of the dumpster. Xander was the brave man and looked first. He turned around very pale.
"Oh my God, it's Oz."
***
Riley Finn sighed as he removed the blue contacts from his eyes. The stupid werewolf; shouldn't have tried to protect the baby. Should have known that whatever Drusilla wanted to have happen to the runt, would happen, regardless of your pathetic life.
He did go out bravely. Riley could give him that much. He went out in a blaze of fire that burnt up half of his guards. It would take them a whole night to turn that many people. And the damned sun was rising. They would be at half force for a day. What if they attacked? No, calm down Finn, they're too worried about their precious slayer. They're too clouded by emotions to see what must be done.
"Sir, we've captured her." Riley's right hand man, Dupont, had come in without him noticing.
Hiding his momentary shock, Riley said he'd be there in a second. First he had to visit Mistress.
***
Willow woke up and her first thought was "Oz." Her second thought was "Tara." And she knew that the day was going to be a bad one.
She did a quick check but Oz hadn't come home that night. Willow was getting more and more worried and less and less sure that whoever had run away after Willow and Tara's kiss hadn't been Oz. But first thing was first. Call Angel, check on Buffy.
Willow grinned sheepishly to herself. She never had gotten around to visiting Buffy yesterday. She had been so freaked out about the whole reawakening of emotions for Tara, and then the frantic search for Oz, that she had totally forgot. She picked up the phone and dialed Angel's cell. Hmmm, that's weird. He must have turned it off. Oh, well, she'd just have to go back to the hospital. She could stop by, say hi to Buffy, just the thing to get her mind off of the love triangle from hell.
***
Angel sat in the chair thinking and meditating when the nurse came in. She informed him that Faith had called and her and Will were on their way over. Angel smiled and thanked her. He then went off to change his clothes before they came.
When he came back, they were already there. They did the usual hug and hand shake greeting as if nothing had changed. As if their child hadn't been kidnapped; as if the love of his life hadn't become close to brain dead. Faith seemed listless. She tried to act like it was alright, but you could tell by the glaze over her eyes that she wasn't in the room. She was with her child.
Will was holding it together, but barely. And Angel was about the same. They were sitting there in contemplating silence, just letting it be enough to know the other's pain.
***
On the way there, Willow thought she saw a familiar car parked in the middle of the road. Good thing it was so early, otherwise that thing would have been ticketed by now. That looked like Xander's car. She grinned excitedly. She hadn't seen her best friend in three years. He and Cordy had gone off to LA right after high school. They had eloped, a huge shocker. People had talked about it for months. Such a Cordy thing to do.
Where were they? Willow stretched her head and caught a glimpse of movement in the alleyway right next to the car. She headed down that way grinning ear to ear. Her smile slowly faded when she saw the tears on all three faces.
"Hey guys! You made it!!!!" Willow cried out, trying to lighten the mood.
When Xander saw her, his mouth moved like he was trying to say something, but nothing came out. Cordy just wailed even harder and Anya muttered something about "He was the only really decent one I've met."
"O.k., color me officially confused. Buffy's awake! This is happy dance day. Well, that was officially yesterday, but I think we can make an exception for you just this once. Come on, I was just on my way to the hospital. What's wrong with you guys?"
Xander walked forward and hugged her.
"Oh God, Will. I'm so sorry. You should be so happy. You deserve to be so happy. I.Oz..he-he-he's---I can't do it. God help me, I can't do it. How do I tell my best friend her fiance's."
"He's what? Xander, what happened? Cordy, why are you crying? Why are you all crying? What happened to Oz? TELL ME!!!!" Willow was beyond frantic. She pushed Xander away and even though Cordy tried to block the view with her body, Willow still saw the arms. The strong arms that had held her all of those nights. The arms that she had stayed awake to count the veins and freckles on. The arms that were part of the man she loved.
She knew it now, the way the heart knows how to beat, the way the brain knows how to think, the way the soul knows how to reach out and touch other souls. She knew without a doubt that she was head over heels in love with Oz. She loved Tara, and always would. But with Oz she..she..there had to be a stronger word for love. There had to be a deeper sigh, a softer whisper for how she felt.
All of this she knew the moment she saw his body. Time froze and for an instant they were awkwardly sharing they're first conversation again.
"Hi, I'm Willow. What's you're name?" She whispered to the cold, lifeless body of her soul mate. She had somehow gotten over to where it was. His eyes were closed and he had bruises everywhere. She leaned down and rested her head on his chest and waited for the pain and tears to come.
Disclaimer: RIP Buffy!!!!! Ne'er more shall u brighten our dreary Tuesday's w/ u comedy and drama! I don't own the show that is no more. * sniff sniff *
A/N: well, I kept my promise; I didn't make u wait as long.I made u wait LONGER!!!!!!!!! And I feel baaaaaaaaad about that, but instead of taking up precious time writing about how bad I feel, let's just get on to the story, I think u've waited long enough.
To the reviewers:
mermaid of lost city atlantis: I am evil aren't I? It's so fun! Moo-ha- ha-ha! Enjoy and review!!!
Dezi: I promise NOTHING! But I will give u a hint. I plan on having a few people die. Probably like one a chapter since we're getting close to the end.
Queen Boadicea: the story turns a lot darker from here. That's the way it has to go. But look forward to a happy ending. (
Willow120: hey! Thanx for all of the reviews and I hope that this chapter is up to par! Is that the correct use of the expression? whatever
Kara: thanx sooo much for reviewing! hope u like the next chapter!
***
Cordy was trying really hard to keep her anger in check. She knew she was pregnant, and that was what was making her want to club her husband in the head with her two-sizes-larger-than-normal maternity shoes, but come on! Getting lost in your own hometown?!?! That is such a Xander thing to do. True, Cordy had no idea where they were, but that was irrelevant. She was with child. She was off the hook.
Suddenly Anya piped up from the backseat.
"Hey, don't those people look like demon goons putting a dead body in a dumpster? You just don't get sights like those in LA anymore! Gosh, I missed them."
Cordy turned to look out the window and Xander slammed on the brakes.
"Oh my God Xander! Why did I let you talk me into this? Why, oh why, does this always happen to us. Get involved with a Buffy thing, deal with fun dead bodies and demon goons." Cordy ranted. But by then Xander and Anya had already left the car, completely ignoring her. Growling under her breath Cordy left the car and jogged to catch up.
Cordy could hardly fit into the tiny alley. Stupid alleys. Why did Sunnydale have so many of them anyway? There was a white hand hanging out of the dumpster. Xander was the brave man and looked first. He turned around very pale.
"Oh my God, it's Oz."
***
Riley Finn sighed as he removed the blue contacts from his eyes. The stupid werewolf; shouldn't have tried to protect the baby. Should have known that whatever Drusilla wanted to have happen to the runt, would happen, regardless of your pathetic life.
He did go out bravely. Riley could give him that much. He went out in a blaze of fire that burnt up half of his guards. It would take them a whole night to turn that many people. And the damned sun was rising. They would be at half force for a day. What if they attacked? No, calm down Finn, they're too worried about their precious slayer. They're too clouded by emotions to see what must be done.
"Sir, we've captured her." Riley's right hand man, Dupont, had come in without him noticing.
Hiding his momentary shock, Riley said he'd be there in a second. First he had to visit Mistress.
***
Willow woke up and her first thought was "Oz." Her second thought was "Tara." And she knew that the day was going to be a bad one.
She did a quick check but Oz hadn't come home that night. Willow was getting more and more worried and less and less sure that whoever had run away after Willow and Tara's kiss hadn't been Oz. But first thing was first. Call Angel, check on Buffy.
Willow grinned sheepishly to herself. She never had gotten around to visiting Buffy yesterday. She had been so freaked out about the whole reawakening of emotions for Tara, and then the frantic search for Oz, that she had totally forgot. She picked up the phone and dialed Angel's cell. Hmmm, that's weird. He must have turned it off. Oh, well, she'd just have to go back to the hospital. She could stop by, say hi to Buffy, just the thing to get her mind off of the love triangle from hell.
***
Angel sat in the chair thinking and meditating when the nurse came in. She informed him that Faith had called and her and Will were on their way over. Angel smiled and thanked her. He then went off to change his clothes before they came.
When he came back, they were already there. They did the usual hug and hand shake greeting as if nothing had changed. As if their child hadn't been kidnapped; as if the love of his life hadn't become close to brain dead. Faith seemed listless. She tried to act like it was alright, but you could tell by the glaze over her eyes that she wasn't in the room. She was with her child.
Will was holding it together, but barely. And Angel was about the same. They were sitting there in contemplating silence, just letting it be enough to know the other's pain.
***
On the way there, Willow thought she saw a familiar car parked in the middle of the road. Good thing it was so early, otherwise that thing would have been ticketed by now. That looked like Xander's car. She grinned excitedly. She hadn't seen her best friend in three years. He and Cordy had gone off to LA right after high school. They had eloped, a huge shocker. People had talked about it for months. Such a Cordy thing to do.
Where were they? Willow stretched her head and caught a glimpse of movement in the alleyway right next to the car. She headed down that way grinning ear to ear. Her smile slowly faded when she saw the tears on all three faces.
"Hey guys! You made it!!!!" Willow cried out, trying to lighten the mood.
When Xander saw her, his mouth moved like he was trying to say something, but nothing came out. Cordy just wailed even harder and Anya muttered something about "He was the only really decent one I've met."
"O.k., color me officially confused. Buffy's awake! This is happy dance day. Well, that was officially yesterday, but I think we can make an exception for you just this once. Come on, I was just on my way to the hospital. What's wrong with you guys?"
Xander walked forward and hugged her.
"Oh God, Will. I'm so sorry. You should be so happy. You deserve to be so happy. I.Oz..he-he-he's---I can't do it. God help me, I can't do it. How do I tell my best friend her fiance's."
"He's what? Xander, what happened? Cordy, why are you crying? Why are you all crying? What happened to Oz? TELL ME!!!!" Willow was beyond frantic. She pushed Xander away and even though Cordy tried to block the view with her body, Willow still saw the arms. The strong arms that had held her all of those nights. The arms that she had stayed awake to count the veins and freckles on. The arms that were part of the man she loved.
She knew it now, the way the heart knows how to beat, the way the brain knows how to think, the way the soul knows how to reach out and touch other souls. She knew without a doubt that she was head over heels in love with Oz. She loved Tara, and always would. But with Oz she..she..there had to be a stronger word for love. There had to be a deeper sigh, a softer whisper for how she felt.
All of this she knew the moment she saw his body. Time froze and for an instant they were awkwardly sharing they're first conversation again.
"Hi, I'm Willow. What's you're name?" She whispered to the cold, lifeless body of her soul mate. She had somehow gotten over to where it was. His eyes were closed and he had bruises everywhere. She leaned down and rested her head on his chest and waited for the pain and tears to come.