Buffy woke up in a hospital room, "Owe" she said as she touched her head.
She looked around and saw a doctor coming in from a hallway.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Yamarty how are you feeling?" He asked Buffy.
"I'm not too bad, I have a headache though," she told him, "How did I get here?"
"You were in a pretty bad car accident," the doctor told Buffy looking down at the charts in his hands.
"Car accident?" Buffy questioned thinking about the events in her mind and coming up blank.
"Yes do you recall any of it?" he asked noticing how she was striving to remember.
Buffy thought hard and said, "No I don't even remember being in a car, I don't remember anything." She tried thinking about something that might tell her who she is or where she was other than in a hospital room.
"Do you remember anything at all before that... anything at all?" the doctor asked wondering if the patient had any bit of a memory left.
"No... I don't... I can't think of anything about myself," Buffy muttered distressed and confused.
"Don't worry. It's just a side effect of the accident. You'll probably remember everything in a while," Dr. Yamarty told the girl calmly.
"Probably?" Buffy wondered out loud very worried now. What if she never remembered anything?
"There's no guarantee. But it's most likely to happen. You just hit your head hard on the side of the window," the doctor told her mater-of-factly.
"Do I have to stay here?" she asked looking around. She had a strange feeling being in a hospital. She just sensed the pain in it and really didn't want to be there anymore.
"No, you may leave you'll just have to do a few tests and check in with the hospital later on. Your stuff was collected from the car." He responded pointing to a chair with the book and her backpack on it. "But first we need to do those tests."
"Tests?" Buffy repeated.
"Yes just a few quick tests. Do you remember your name?" He asked the patient.
Buffy thought and then said, "No." causing the doctor to make a point on his sheet. He turned back to the girl sitting up on the bed and said, "Well then maybe you should think of one for now."
"Like what?" Buffy replied.
"Well what would you like to be called?" He questioned.
"Um...?" Buffy thought coming up with nothing.
Dr. Yamarty told her, "Just pick any one you won't have to keep it forever."
Buffy thought for a bit and then told him, "I guess I'll go with... Joan. It seems a bit familiar.
"Nice name." The doctor commented. He continued his tests (such as the flashlight in the eye test and even more questions). He filled Buffy in on all the information that she would need (like that she was in LA) then he left Buffy/Joan alone to go through her things. She went through her backpack and found the money, but no id. (Because her id would have been in her purse, which is somewhere on the road at the moment)
"Wow," the now named Joan person muttered shocked at how much cash she had on hand. Maybe I'm a crook. Maybe I stole all of this cash, she thought to herself. She glanced at the book, but it was in another language. "Adpht allegh trapough yelwoph... what the?" she read trying to understand the words. The slayer decided that her real self would know what it meant so she just grabbed it along with her backpack. Which had luckily enough contained a bunch of clothes. Well at least I have some money, she thought, I can find some hotel to stay at. That seems familiar too. A hotel...
Angel and Spike were standing in Angel's office not sure what they could do. Spike finally spoke breaking the silence, "What about good ole Giles. Maybe he knew something."
"Hmm," thought Angel, "I hate to admit it but that could work." Giles would know why Buffy was here. He could fill them in and probably even tell them where Buffy was at the moment. Angel hated to agree to anything Spike had to say but this time he had actually come up with something that could help. Spike raised his eyebrow at Angel. He never listened to him before. Maybe they were becoming friends. Naw thought Spike.
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"Hello, I'm Dr. Yamarty how are you feeling?" He asked Buffy.
"I'm not too bad, I have a headache though," she told him, "How did I get here?"
"You were in a pretty bad car accident," the doctor told Buffy looking down at the charts in his hands.
"Car accident?" Buffy questioned thinking about the events in her mind and coming up blank.
"Yes do you recall any of it?" he asked noticing how she was striving to remember.
Buffy thought hard and said, "No I don't even remember being in a car, I don't remember anything." She tried thinking about something that might tell her who she is or where she was other than in a hospital room.
"Do you remember anything at all before that... anything at all?" the doctor asked wondering if the patient had any bit of a memory left.
"No... I don't... I can't think of anything about myself," Buffy muttered distressed and confused.
"Don't worry. It's just a side effect of the accident. You'll probably remember everything in a while," Dr. Yamarty told the girl calmly.
"Probably?" Buffy wondered out loud very worried now. What if she never remembered anything?
"There's no guarantee. But it's most likely to happen. You just hit your head hard on the side of the window," the doctor told her mater-of-factly.
"Do I have to stay here?" she asked looking around. She had a strange feeling being in a hospital. She just sensed the pain in it and really didn't want to be there anymore.
"No, you may leave you'll just have to do a few tests and check in with the hospital later on. Your stuff was collected from the car." He responded pointing to a chair with the book and her backpack on it. "But first we need to do those tests."
"Tests?" Buffy repeated.
"Yes just a few quick tests. Do you remember your name?" He asked the patient.
Buffy thought and then said, "No." causing the doctor to make a point on his sheet. He turned back to the girl sitting up on the bed and said, "Well then maybe you should think of one for now."
"Like what?" Buffy replied.
"Well what would you like to be called?" He questioned.
"Um...?" Buffy thought coming up with nothing.
Dr. Yamarty told her, "Just pick any one you won't have to keep it forever."
Buffy thought for a bit and then told him, "I guess I'll go with... Joan. It seems a bit familiar.
"Nice name." The doctor commented. He continued his tests (such as the flashlight in the eye test and even more questions). He filled Buffy in on all the information that she would need (like that she was in LA) then he left Buffy/Joan alone to go through her things. She went through her backpack and found the money, but no id. (Because her id would have been in her purse, which is somewhere on the road at the moment)
"Wow," the now named Joan person muttered shocked at how much cash she had on hand. Maybe I'm a crook. Maybe I stole all of this cash, she thought to herself. She glanced at the book, but it was in another language. "Adpht allegh trapough yelwoph... what the?" she read trying to understand the words. The slayer decided that her real self would know what it meant so she just grabbed it along with her backpack. Which had luckily enough contained a bunch of clothes. Well at least I have some money, she thought, I can find some hotel to stay at. That seems familiar too. A hotel...
Angel and Spike were standing in Angel's office not sure what they could do. Spike finally spoke breaking the silence, "What about good ole Giles. Maybe he knew something."
"Hmm," thought Angel, "I hate to admit it but that could work." Giles would know why Buffy was here. He could fill them in and probably even tell them where Buffy was at the moment. Angel hated to agree to anything Spike had to say but this time he had actually come up with something that could help. Spike raised his eyebrow at Angel. He never listened to him before. Maybe they were becoming friends. Naw thought Spike.
*Any ideas for a third chapter would be greatly appreciated. 170017