"WOW," Daniel breathed out. "That was ... that was something else."
Willow leaned against the wall and slid down until she hit the floor. The faintest trickle of blood was beginning to seep from her left nostril as she tried in vain to control her breathing.
"Willow why are we in the hallway? Wil..OH GOD! Willow are you alright?" Cried Daniel as he rushed over to Willow, checking her over for any sign on trauma.
"I'm fine, coma's and dying and concussions just seem to take a lot out of a girl"
Daniel wrapped his arms around her, "Come on lets just get you back to the lab so Doctor Frasier can check you out now that you're awake."
Willow just nodded her head and allowed him to pull her up slowly. She was having trouble standing on her own so in a surprise gesture Daniel swept her up into his arms. She knew that she should probably be running right now. She didn't know where she was, or who these people were exactly but she just didn't have the strength to do anything about it. Her magic was so drained; she was only able to move herself and Daniel to the hallway outside the room she had woken in.
"General you can call off the red alert now"
Daniel's voice snapped Willow out of her self-reflective state. She blinked her eyes and tried to focus on his face. He was very cute, very really cute...'stop it Willow!' she told herself. You like girls, you've had two very serious relationships with them. You can't be looking at other people yet you and Kennedy only broke up a month and a half ago.' 'Besides, boys are icky...bad...remember Oz?' Wait why was she thinking these things now?
To change the subject in her mind she began to look at the people who had gathered around her and Daniel. She knew they were talking about something but she wasn't sure just what, still exhausted she looked at their appearances. They all looked human although there was a tall black man with a medallion pressed into his forehead that made her stop and focus her attention on him. He wasn't evil but there was just something different about him that she just couldn't place. Her eyes were locked on him but she could feel the exhaustion creep into her vision as well. The man had noticed her staring at him and when her head began to droop slightly he spoke up.
"General Hammond I believe that in order for Willow Rosenberg to receive the proper rest required to recover she should be sedated. After she has awakened I have much desire to speak with her."
What he wanted her sedated! Why! ...What.... No the general guy was agreeing with him.... General.... GENERAL. Oh crap! Oh goddess, no, it can't be, it couldn't be. There was no way that she was in the Initiative! That meant that Daniel was one too! Oh Goddess she was screwed wasn't she.
She began trembling in pure terror as she watched as a brunette woman in a lab coat came towards her with a syringe. Her eyes turned up once again to look at Daniel. He looked down at her, his face full of care and compassion. Goddess he was yummy.
Her eyes rolled back as she felt the sting of the needle in her arm. And everything turned to black.
Willow leaned against the wall and slid down until she hit the floor. The faintest trickle of blood was beginning to seep from her left nostril as she tried in vain to control her breathing.
"Willow why are we in the hallway? Wil..OH GOD! Willow are you alright?" Cried Daniel as he rushed over to Willow, checking her over for any sign on trauma.
"I'm fine, coma's and dying and concussions just seem to take a lot out of a girl"
Daniel wrapped his arms around her, "Come on lets just get you back to the lab so Doctor Frasier can check you out now that you're awake."
Willow just nodded her head and allowed him to pull her up slowly. She was having trouble standing on her own so in a surprise gesture Daniel swept her up into his arms. She knew that she should probably be running right now. She didn't know where she was, or who these people were exactly but she just didn't have the strength to do anything about it. Her magic was so drained; she was only able to move herself and Daniel to the hallway outside the room she had woken in.
"General you can call off the red alert now"
Daniel's voice snapped Willow out of her self-reflective state. She blinked her eyes and tried to focus on his face. He was very cute, very really cute...'stop it Willow!' she told herself. You like girls, you've had two very serious relationships with them. You can't be looking at other people yet you and Kennedy only broke up a month and a half ago.' 'Besides, boys are icky...bad...remember Oz?' Wait why was she thinking these things now?
To change the subject in her mind she began to look at the people who had gathered around her and Daniel. She knew they were talking about something but she wasn't sure just what, still exhausted she looked at their appearances. They all looked human although there was a tall black man with a medallion pressed into his forehead that made her stop and focus her attention on him. He wasn't evil but there was just something different about him that she just couldn't place. Her eyes were locked on him but she could feel the exhaustion creep into her vision as well. The man had noticed her staring at him and when her head began to droop slightly he spoke up.
"General Hammond I believe that in order for Willow Rosenberg to receive the proper rest required to recover she should be sedated. After she has awakened I have much desire to speak with her."
What he wanted her sedated! Why! ...What.... No the general guy was agreeing with him.... General.... GENERAL. Oh crap! Oh goddess, no, it can't be, it couldn't be. There was no way that she was in the Initiative! That meant that Daniel was one too! Oh Goddess she was screwed wasn't she.
She began trembling in pure terror as she watched as a brunette woman in a lab coat came towards her with a syringe. Her eyes turned up once again to look at Daniel. He looked down at her, his face full of care and compassion. Goddess he was yummy.
Her eyes rolled back as she felt the sting of the needle in her arm. And everything turned to black.