No Mutant Enemy Characters were harmed in the writing of this chapter. They
don't belong to me, only the actions they take under my pen. (Well,
keyboard, but you get the picture)
This chapter is short, Xander gets an eye. The gang waits. Spike reflects.
Eyes Wide Open
It had been 3 hours since they had taken Xander through those double doors. Giles had gone to see what Wesley had called 'some of the most remarkable texts he had ever seen.' Spike had wanted to get another look at Angels' office. Actually he thought Buffy might like some alone time with Willow. The two hadn't had any time to talk since they had had dinner after his return.
Willow sat, twisting her fingers and staring at the doors almost willing them to open again. Buffy sat down next to her and patted her hands.
"Wil are you alright? Can I get you something?"
"What? No, Buffy I'm fine. I just wish those doors would open. I hate waiting."
"Me too. But he'll be fine. It shouldn't be too much longer, should it? I mean they did say it would take a few hours. How many are a few?"
As the words came from her mouth the doors swung open.
"Ms. Rosenberg? Ms. Summers?"
"Yes, that's us." Willow stood and faced the doctor.
"How is Xander doing?" Buffy was now standing behind Willow.
"He's fine. You can see him now if you want. He's still a little groggy, but it went well."
Willow and Buffy hugged him.
"Uh, Buffy, need to breathe and I'm sure the doctor does too." Willow squeaked.
"Oh, sorry Wil." Buffy pulled back and gave the doctor's arm a pat.
"If you will follow me I'll take you to him." He motioned in the direction of the doors and the girls followed his lead.
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Xander opened his eyes and looked around the room. This didn't look like any hospital room he'd ever seen. More like a hotel room. Then it dawned on him. He was seeing through both eyes. He regretted his attempt to get up immediately. His head swam and he felt nauseous. He laid back down on the pillow and waited for the room to stop spinning. Then he heard voices coming from some where else. Willow? Buffy? The door to the left opened.
"You're awake? We thought you might still be sleeping." Willow stopped at his bedside and took his hand in hers. Buffy circled around to the other side and took his other hand.
"How are you doing Xander?"
"I'm a little nauseous, but did you see the eyes?" He motioned towards his face and smiled.
"Perfect match huh?" Willow felt much better. What had she been so worried for
"Yep, gonna be a lady killer again in no time." Buffy felt him give her hand a squeeze.
"Thanks guys. Have they said how long I have to stay here? Not that I'm not loving the digs here, just want to get up and get going."
"The doctor said you can go as soon as the drugs have worn off. He said you might have to wear sunglasses for a while, but no other funny side effects. We asked." Sometimes you just have to be paranoid. This was one of those times. Willow had given the doctor the third degree on the way down the hall. She had surprised herself at how many questions she could ask in that short distance.
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Spike sat in the big leather chair behind Angel's desk looking out the picture window. The sun was still up, although sunset was close. This was the first real time he had to himself since his return. It was so odd. There was no guilt like before. He felt at peace with himself. Somehow he had accepted the past as just that, the past. He thought back over the events of the last few years. The beings had told him his path had been his choice. Not something set up by the powers that be. He had thrown them all for a loop when he had fallen for the slayer. They hadn't counted on any of his actions, but after he set things in motion they had decided to protect him nonetheless.
A ringing came from his pocket. Buffy had given him her cell phone when they arrived.
"Ello?"
"Spike, where are you?"
"I'm in Angel's office. Needed some quiet time to myself. How's the whel." He stopped himself. "How's Xander doing?" Was going to have to make peace with the boy to keep Buffy happy.
"He's good, great even. And he's ready to go back to the hotel. Are you ready to go?" She sounded very ready to leave herself.
"Be right down Luv." They had a sunset to catch.
"We'll be in the lobby." In the background as she hung up the payphone he could here Xander calling, "I'll be the handsome one with 2 eyes."
Spike laughed to himself and dropped the phone in his pocket. The scoobies had begun to grow on him, even before his demise. Life would never be boring with them around, that was for sure.
He picked up a pad and pen from the desk and wrote a short message. Then he exited the room and headed down to pick up his family so they could take Xander to their temporary home. Yes, life was going to be good.
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This chapter is short, Xander gets an eye. The gang waits. Spike reflects.
Eyes Wide Open
It had been 3 hours since they had taken Xander through those double doors. Giles had gone to see what Wesley had called 'some of the most remarkable texts he had ever seen.' Spike had wanted to get another look at Angels' office. Actually he thought Buffy might like some alone time with Willow. The two hadn't had any time to talk since they had had dinner after his return.
Willow sat, twisting her fingers and staring at the doors almost willing them to open again. Buffy sat down next to her and patted her hands.
"Wil are you alright? Can I get you something?"
"What? No, Buffy I'm fine. I just wish those doors would open. I hate waiting."
"Me too. But he'll be fine. It shouldn't be too much longer, should it? I mean they did say it would take a few hours. How many are a few?"
As the words came from her mouth the doors swung open.
"Ms. Rosenberg? Ms. Summers?"
"Yes, that's us." Willow stood and faced the doctor.
"How is Xander doing?" Buffy was now standing behind Willow.
"He's fine. You can see him now if you want. He's still a little groggy, but it went well."
Willow and Buffy hugged him.
"Uh, Buffy, need to breathe and I'm sure the doctor does too." Willow squeaked.
"Oh, sorry Wil." Buffy pulled back and gave the doctor's arm a pat.
"If you will follow me I'll take you to him." He motioned in the direction of the doors and the girls followed his lead.
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Xander opened his eyes and looked around the room. This didn't look like any hospital room he'd ever seen. More like a hotel room. Then it dawned on him. He was seeing through both eyes. He regretted his attempt to get up immediately. His head swam and he felt nauseous. He laid back down on the pillow and waited for the room to stop spinning. Then he heard voices coming from some where else. Willow? Buffy? The door to the left opened.
"You're awake? We thought you might still be sleeping." Willow stopped at his bedside and took his hand in hers. Buffy circled around to the other side and took his other hand.
"How are you doing Xander?"
"I'm a little nauseous, but did you see the eyes?" He motioned towards his face and smiled.
"Perfect match huh?" Willow felt much better. What had she been so worried for
"Yep, gonna be a lady killer again in no time." Buffy felt him give her hand a squeeze.
"Thanks guys. Have they said how long I have to stay here? Not that I'm not loving the digs here, just want to get up and get going."
"The doctor said you can go as soon as the drugs have worn off. He said you might have to wear sunglasses for a while, but no other funny side effects. We asked." Sometimes you just have to be paranoid. This was one of those times. Willow had given the doctor the third degree on the way down the hall. She had surprised herself at how many questions she could ask in that short distance.
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Spike sat in the big leather chair behind Angel's desk looking out the picture window. The sun was still up, although sunset was close. This was the first real time he had to himself since his return. It was so odd. There was no guilt like before. He felt at peace with himself. Somehow he had accepted the past as just that, the past. He thought back over the events of the last few years. The beings had told him his path had been his choice. Not something set up by the powers that be. He had thrown them all for a loop when he had fallen for the slayer. They hadn't counted on any of his actions, but after he set things in motion they had decided to protect him nonetheless.
A ringing came from his pocket. Buffy had given him her cell phone when they arrived.
"Ello?"
"Spike, where are you?"
"I'm in Angel's office. Needed some quiet time to myself. How's the whel." He stopped himself. "How's Xander doing?" Was going to have to make peace with the boy to keep Buffy happy.
"He's good, great even. And he's ready to go back to the hotel. Are you ready to go?" She sounded very ready to leave herself.
"Be right down Luv." They had a sunset to catch.
"We'll be in the lobby." In the background as she hung up the payphone he could here Xander calling, "I'll be the handsome one with 2 eyes."
Spike laughed to himself and dropped the phone in his pocket. The scoobies had begun to grow on him, even before his demise. Life would never be boring with them around, that was for sure.
He picked up a pad and pen from the desk and wrote a short message. Then he exited the room and headed down to pick up his family so they could take Xander to their temporary home. Yes, life was going to be good.
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