Jessi Lou's Notes: Okay...lol. It's a little weird at the start, but as more chapters are put up, it'll be tons better.
If you have any comments/advice/suggestions please send em' to meh!!!
Others: In this Sunnydale story, Buffy and Faith are best friends.. in other words, it's before Faithie went evil^^hehe.
My thanks go out to Joss Whedon and Marti Noxon the story wouldn't even exist if it hadn't been for you guys to invent
the characters.
P.S. (lol): EXCUSE MY SPELLING! I CAN'T SPELL! lol
etc: For those who don't know my work, i see a weird skit in a dream like it's a movie, and then i transfer it to paper.
Then, I start a story! This one, however, was on a weekend, when I sleep in late. So I like, saw the whole thing 'flash before my eyes'!
LoL.. so, I'm trying to get to my point. If I put anything in (), it's wut would play in the background or sumthin.
Thanks,
Jessi Lou
Walking down an alley, Faith staked her fifth vampire that night and stuck the stake in her back pocket.
"Can't touch this!" She pointed at herself with both hands, doing a sort of backwards moon walk. She stumbled backwards into a pile
of garbage bags.
Buffy laughed aloud, walking over to help Faith up.
"Next time, I dare you to sing that Oscar the Grouch song." she said, holding out her hand. Faith accepted and Buffy pulled her up.
Faith dusted off her shirt and looked up. "What?"
"You know," Buffy said, scrunching up her face. "The Oscar the Grouch song."
The brunette shook her head. "Nope. Don't know."
They started exiting the ally and headed for Buffy's house.
"I kinda missed out on that kid experiance." Faith pulled her hair back out of her face.
"Well, you didn't miss out on much." Buffy replied.
A vampire jumped out. Then two. The four. Then six.
"Three to Six!" Faith yelled. She fumbled to get the stake out of her back pocket and found it.
Buffy shrunk down low and tripped three of them. She staked two and the other went for Faith.
Faith took her wooden shaft and stabbed one, while Buffy got her runaway.
"Got him?!" Buffy yelled.
"Yeah!" Faith replied. The vampire she was fighting twisted her wrist and she dropped the stake. She cursed under her breath as the vampire strangled
her, lifting her by the neck onto the wall. "I think."
Buffy's vampire took the fight into the street, out of the ally. Faith kicked her vamp and he fell backwards. The Slayer kneeled down and
punched 'it'. She stood back up and kicked the vampire. Before she staked 'it', she stomped her foot on him.
Faith stood back at her nicely done work and gripped her wrist that hurt like crazy. She looked around, making sure that no other surprises were going to
occur.
Buffy and the vampire were now fighting on the ground and she rolled over, on top, and punched it. It banged heads with her, leaving a deep gash in
her's forehead.
"Ow." Buffy whispered to herself. Then, she was on bottom again. The vampire opened it's wide jaws and snickered, moving in closer and closer to Buffy's
neck. The Heroine searched for her stake which she had dropped somewhere around her. She found and jabbed it into the vamp's abdomen. It rolled off of her and lay
still for a moment. Then, the demon attacked Buffy again, missing and biting her shoulder.
Then, a light too bright for any of them to see what it was coming from appeared and the vampire jumped up and ran.
Buffy sighed in relief and sat up, squinting at the light.
Faith, still looking up and around the ally, heard a shaky noise and spun around, seeing Buffy. A delivery van she could see not far away was heading towards
her best friend.
"Buffy!" She screamed, running into the road and pushing the blonde out of the way.
Just in time, a delivery truck missed Buffy, while Faith got slammed up onto the windsheild, cracking it.
The delivery guy stopped immediatly and Faith rolled off the hood.
Barely alive, Faith felt her head spinning in circles. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her eyelids closed.
"Where are they?" Willow said aloud this time, looking at the door. She had prepared a great meal, and it was going cold on the dinner table. Xander sat a
distance away, drooling over the food. His stomach growled again, and he looked down. 'Just a few more minutes,' he seemed to say to it.
Giles, meanwhile, discovered the MTV channel and was watching The Osbournes. He laughed wildly and both Willow spun around and looked at him to make sure he wasn't sezuring or anything. Xander looked around the corner and said, "OoOoOo, The Osbournes!" and ran into the living room. Aggrivated, Willow stood up and smoothed out her new dress. She returned to the kitchen to check on the food. The from door opened and Willow energetically, ran to the door. "Hi!"
Dawn stood there with a cocked eyebrow. "Hello..." She said. "Buffy home yet?" Willow shook her head. Dawn looked over her shoulder. "Oh, the Osbournes!" She jogged into the living room and sat down by Xander.
Willow sighed loudly and went beck to the kitchen.
The driver clammered out of his truck and saw Buffy, then Faith. An ambulance was already on it's way.
Two brown eyes slowly opened to see the metal bumper of the delivery truck . We soon find that the eyes belong to Faith's face.
"What the-" Faith began, her voice a little groggy. She was laying on the wet black pavement.
She stood up and got a better veiw around her.
"Buffy?" she called.
A couple feet behind the van was Buffy. Her eyes fluttered open.
"Buffy?" She said a little louder.
"What?" Buffy replied. She stood up and dusted off her jeans.
Faith looked around curiously, then scratched her head. "Dude, my wrist." Faith shook it out, applied pressure-it didn't hurt.
"What about it-are you okay?" Buffy asked. Then, remembering her own injury, lifted her hand to feel her wound.
It wasn't there.
"Five-by-Five." Faith replied. "Wicked weird." She walked around to behind the vehicle and examined the back.
"Seriously, Faith." Buffy responded, crouching down so she could see her reflection in the sideveiw mirror.
Faith shrugged. She walked back around to where Buffy was and looked around.
"We gotta find Giles." she said.
"Good idea...can't believe that I didn't come up with it." Buffy praised.
"Thanks...I think." Faith looked inside the delivery van for keys. "Sucker didn't even leave us a key."
Buffy glanced behind her back at Faith and headed towards the main street. Faith jogged to catch up with her.
"What are we going to do?" The brunette asked.
Buffy stood silent, for all she could do was look around at a mourning 'dale'.
"Look," Faith said, pointing at a child. The little girl was sitting on a park bench by the bus station. Next to her, was
a wooden basket. She looked up. A fraction of her face was burned.
Buffy saw her and then looked around, seeing many more like the child. "What is this place?"
"Maybe it's H-E-Double Hockey Sticks." Faith replied in a joking sense of manner. Then it got her.
"No it's not." The little girl said. She suddenly appeared next to the girls.
"Then what is it?" Buffy asked, kneeling down.
"Buffy?!" Faith knudged her. Buffy looked up at her. "I know where we are."
"Are you sure about that answer, Faith?" The child said. She pulled a rose out of her basket, handing it to Buffy.
Shocked, Buffy looked at the rose and saw that it wasn't red, yellow, or pink. It was dead.
The phone rang in the Summers House and Willow eagerly answered.
"Hello?!" She said.
"Hello, is this a family member or friend of Buffy Summers?" A man said.
"Yes," Willow replied. "Is anything wrong?"
"Well, yes ma'am." He said. "You better sit down." With urgency, Willow sat down and the man continued. "Buffy was in an accident with a delivery truck this past evening-" Willow choked up and Xander turned off the T.V. to listen closer. "Wh-What about Faith?" Willow finally said.
"The brunette with her?" He asked.
"Yes." Willow said.
"She was also involved in the acident. We would wish that you would coem to Sunnydale Memorial. They're conditions are very serious."
Willow hung the phone up and tears slid down her cheeks.
Xander got up and stood by her side. "What's wrong?"
"Buffy and Faith were in an accident, we have to get to Sunnydale Memorial."
As Buffy walked down her usual route, she saw that it was a little more peaceful.
Buffy, meanwhile, still looked about, the little girl droned on and on crazily about how she had lost her doll. Faith eyed
her every now and then and then glimpsed around.
So far, there were no vampires or demons. It was peaceful.
The little girl stopped in front of the Summer's House and said, "Goodnight," Buffy nodded and Faith waved cutely, halfmaking fun of the kid.
"Where are you going?" Buffy asked, turning around. But the child was gone. The puzzled look on Buffy's face sent Faith spinning around.
"Where'd she go?!" Faith asked. Buffy shrugged and returned inside. Faith stood there for a moment, then followed Buffy, closing the door behind her.
"Dawn?" Buffy called from downstairs. "Willow?"
Faith walked into the living room and draped her jacket over the back of a chair. She turned off the T.V. and returned to Buffy's side.
"Fido!" She called, mocking Buffy. "Spot!"
Buffy whacked her on the head, then ran upstairs.
"Dawni?" She said, opening up her sister's bedroom door. No one. "Wil?" She went across the hall.
Willow's bedroom was empty.
This reminded Buffy of the Haunted House on Halloween way back in Season Four. Nobody responded, and no body was home.
Faith opened the fridge downstairs and took out pizza leftovers, throwing some on a plate and inserting them into the microwave. She hummed a
tune aloud, unsure of where it had come from. She shrugged to herself and took her dinner out of the appliance. With the dining room actually clean for once, she set her
plate down and sat in one of the fancy chairs that Joyce had bought from France.
The door suddenly opened, and Faith spun around in her chair.
Buffy looked outside Willow's bedroom window, hearing the knock.
"Knock, Knock." A familiar voice said.
"Who's there?" Faith said sarcastically.
"Mom?!" Buffy shrieked.
Joyce stood in the doorway, closing the door. She set down her groceries and accepted Buffy's hug.
"What the-" Faith said, getting up from her pizza.
"Hello, Faith." Joyce said warmheartedly. Buffy's tight grip on her was making it a little hard to breathe.
"Hi Mrs. Summers," Faith replied. She couldn't help but give Joyce a hug too. She had missed her almost as much as Buffy had.
"Oh, my," She said. "What are you girls doing here anyways?"
"We don't really know," Buffy whispered. Her back started aching and she recoiled. "cramp!"
"We'll discuss over dinner." Joyce said, patting Buffy's back.
Faith nodded and sighed. Buffy's relationship with her mom had been so amazing, unlike her own with her mother.
Willow and Xander sat in the window seat, their eyes glued on the two injured Slayers.
"I don't think it worked, Will." Xander said. Willow stood up and glided to Buffy's bedside.
"Buffy!" She yelled. "Wake up!" Xander pulled Willow back over to the seat and she sat down.
"I meant that it probably won't work," He patted her back. "So let's not do it, okay?"
"Okay..." Willow said with discouragment. "Then what can we do?"
Dawn stroked her sister's hair, then looked at Giles, hoping for a smart, knowlagable answer.
"Wait." Giles said. He looked out the window calmly and took a drink of his tea.
"Good morning, Faith." The young child they had seen the night before said.
"Where the devil did you come from?" Faith replied.
"Hi Joyce!" She exclaimed.
"Hello Molly," Joyce said. "The usual?"
Molly nodded and took a seat next to Faith.
"Oh, I'm sorry Faith, did you want any breakfast?" Joyce asked.
"Nah, I'm fine." She cleared her throat and put her head down on the table.
"I went flower picking again today," Molly said. "I found a dark red one, but it was dried up. Then, I found a-" Molly dug through her basket and held out a dandelion to Joyce.
"Oh, thank you Molly." Joyce smiled and accepted the weed.
"You're welcome." Molly replied. She looked eccentrically at Faith, then shrugged. Faith looked back and tilted her head the way she always did to Dawn, eyes open wide. She put her head tiredly on the table and closed her eyes.
The doctor came back with the results that weren't too pretty. He held the x-rays up to the light as Xander, Willow, and Giles stood up to see.
"Buffy Anne Summers," He announced, looking about on the film. "Left arm is slightly fractured." He took it down and held up another. "Bruising around the jaw," He lay it down and picked up his charts. "Some muscle damage on shoulder, and..." He read a little bit on the page and looked up. "The cut in her forehead was pretty deep, it required some stiches."
"What about Faith?" Xander asked. The doctor looked at the brunette sadly, and pulled out her X-Rays and charts.
"Her collar bone was messed with, but it shouldn't cause fracturing." He pulled out another X-Ray, looked at it quickly, then put it down. "The bone in her wrist, one of the most supportingbones, was snapped on impact, most likely." He skimmed the chart, then sighed and looked up. "I'm sorry," He looked at the girl, then looked back. "But she may have permanent brain damage."
Xander let in a little gasp that was hard to hear, then put his head in his hands. Even though he and Faith weren't really close, he still was a friend and he cared about them both.
"I'm sorry," The doctor said again. He then placed the charts back on the door and left the X-Rays on the foot of Buffy's bed.
"Brain damage." Giles said, shaking his head.
Dawn returned to the room shortly after from the washroom. She then huddled back up on the bed next to her sister.
"Where are you?" She whispered to her.
Buffy twiddled her thumbs as she looekd out the window as the sun set. Molly sat beside her.
"What are you waiting for?" She asked.
Buffy looked at her. "What do you mean?"
"You're waiting for something." Molly replied, putting a lock of hair behind her ear.
Confused, Buffy looked back outside.
Molly sighed and rested her chin on a fist, then stood up from the couch. "We're never getting out of here." She said as she walked away.
"What?" Buffy said. Molly turned around, then shook her head and solemly walked away.
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Okay guys, that's it for now.
I'll have more soon.
Mail me your questions, comments, concerns, etc.. wateva! lol bye!
-Jess
If you have any comments/advice/suggestions please send em' to meh!!!
Others: In this Sunnydale story, Buffy and Faith are best friends.. in other words, it's before Faithie went evil^^hehe.
My thanks go out to Joss Whedon and Marti Noxon the story wouldn't even exist if it hadn't been for you guys to invent
the characters.
P.S. (lol): EXCUSE MY SPELLING! I CAN'T SPELL! lol
etc: For those who don't know my work, i see a weird skit in a dream like it's a movie, and then i transfer it to paper.
Then, I start a story! This one, however, was on a weekend, when I sleep in late. So I like, saw the whole thing 'flash before my eyes'!
LoL.. so, I'm trying to get to my point. If I put anything in (), it's wut would play in the background or sumthin.
Thanks,
Jessi Lou
Walking down an alley, Faith staked her fifth vampire that night and stuck the stake in her back pocket.
"Can't touch this!" She pointed at herself with both hands, doing a sort of backwards moon walk. She stumbled backwards into a pile
of garbage bags.
Buffy laughed aloud, walking over to help Faith up.
"Next time, I dare you to sing that Oscar the Grouch song." she said, holding out her hand. Faith accepted and Buffy pulled her up.
Faith dusted off her shirt and looked up. "What?"
"You know," Buffy said, scrunching up her face. "The Oscar the Grouch song."
The brunette shook her head. "Nope. Don't know."
They started exiting the ally and headed for Buffy's house.
"I kinda missed out on that kid experiance." Faith pulled her hair back out of her face.
"Well, you didn't miss out on much." Buffy replied.
A vampire jumped out. Then two. The four. Then six.
"Three to Six!" Faith yelled. She fumbled to get the stake out of her back pocket and found it.
Buffy shrunk down low and tripped three of them. She staked two and the other went for Faith.
Faith took her wooden shaft and stabbed one, while Buffy got her runaway.
"Got him?!" Buffy yelled.
"Yeah!" Faith replied. The vampire she was fighting twisted her wrist and she dropped the stake. She cursed under her breath as the vampire strangled
her, lifting her by the neck onto the wall. "I think."
Buffy's vampire took the fight into the street, out of the ally. Faith kicked her vamp and he fell backwards. The Slayer kneeled down and
punched 'it'. She stood back up and kicked the vampire. Before she staked 'it', she stomped her foot on him.
Faith stood back at her nicely done work and gripped her wrist that hurt like crazy. She looked around, making sure that no other surprises were going to
occur.
Buffy and the vampire were now fighting on the ground and she rolled over, on top, and punched it. It banged heads with her, leaving a deep gash in
her's forehead.
"Ow." Buffy whispered to herself. Then, she was on bottom again. The vampire opened it's wide jaws and snickered, moving in closer and closer to Buffy's
neck. The Heroine searched for her stake which she had dropped somewhere around her. She found and jabbed it into the vamp's abdomen. It rolled off of her and lay
still for a moment. Then, the demon attacked Buffy again, missing and biting her shoulder.
Then, a light too bright for any of them to see what it was coming from appeared and the vampire jumped up and ran.
Buffy sighed in relief and sat up, squinting at the light.
Faith, still looking up and around the ally, heard a shaky noise and spun around, seeing Buffy. A delivery van she could see not far away was heading towards
her best friend.
"Buffy!" She screamed, running into the road and pushing the blonde out of the way.
Just in time, a delivery truck missed Buffy, while Faith got slammed up onto the windsheild, cracking it.
The delivery guy stopped immediatly and Faith rolled off the hood.
Barely alive, Faith felt her head spinning in circles. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her eyelids closed.
"Where are they?" Willow said aloud this time, looking at the door. She had prepared a great meal, and it was going cold on the dinner table. Xander sat a
distance away, drooling over the food. His stomach growled again, and he looked down. 'Just a few more minutes,' he seemed to say to it.
Giles, meanwhile, discovered the MTV channel and was watching The Osbournes. He laughed wildly and both Willow spun around and looked at him to make sure he wasn't sezuring or anything. Xander looked around the corner and said, "OoOoOo, The Osbournes!" and ran into the living room. Aggrivated, Willow stood up and smoothed out her new dress. She returned to the kitchen to check on the food. The from door opened and Willow energetically, ran to the door. "Hi!"
Dawn stood there with a cocked eyebrow. "Hello..." She said. "Buffy home yet?" Willow shook her head. Dawn looked over her shoulder. "Oh, the Osbournes!" She jogged into the living room and sat down by Xander.
Willow sighed loudly and went beck to the kitchen.
The driver clammered out of his truck and saw Buffy, then Faith. An ambulance was already on it's way.
Two brown eyes slowly opened to see the metal bumper of the delivery truck . We soon find that the eyes belong to Faith's face.
"What the-" Faith began, her voice a little groggy. She was laying on the wet black pavement.
She stood up and got a better veiw around her.
"Buffy?" she called.
A couple feet behind the van was Buffy. Her eyes fluttered open.
"Buffy?" She said a little louder.
"What?" Buffy replied. She stood up and dusted off her jeans.
Faith looked around curiously, then scratched her head. "Dude, my wrist." Faith shook it out, applied pressure-it didn't hurt.
"What about it-are you okay?" Buffy asked. Then, remembering her own injury, lifted her hand to feel her wound.
It wasn't there.
"Five-by-Five." Faith replied. "Wicked weird." She walked around to behind the vehicle and examined the back.
"Seriously, Faith." Buffy responded, crouching down so she could see her reflection in the sideveiw mirror.
Faith shrugged. She walked back around to where Buffy was and looked around.
"We gotta find Giles." she said.
"Good idea...can't believe that I didn't come up with it." Buffy praised.
"Thanks...I think." Faith looked inside the delivery van for keys. "Sucker didn't even leave us a key."
Buffy glanced behind her back at Faith and headed towards the main street. Faith jogged to catch up with her.
"What are we going to do?" The brunette asked.
Buffy stood silent, for all she could do was look around at a mourning 'dale'.
"Look," Faith said, pointing at a child. The little girl was sitting on a park bench by the bus station. Next to her, was
a wooden basket. She looked up. A fraction of her face was burned.
Buffy saw her and then looked around, seeing many more like the child. "What is this place?"
"Maybe it's H-E-Double Hockey Sticks." Faith replied in a joking sense of manner. Then it got her.
"No it's not." The little girl said. She suddenly appeared next to the girls.
"Then what is it?" Buffy asked, kneeling down.
"Buffy?!" Faith knudged her. Buffy looked up at her. "I know where we are."
"Are you sure about that answer, Faith?" The child said. She pulled a rose out of her basket, handing it to Buffy.
Shocked, Buffy looked at the rose and saw that it wasn't red, yellow, or pink. It was dead.
The phone rang in the Summers House and Willow eagerly answered.
"Hello?!" She said.
"Hello, is this a family member or friend of Buffy Summers?" A man said.
"Yes," Willow replied. "Is anything wrong?"
"Well, yes ma'am." He said. "You better sit down." With urgency, Willow sat down and the man continued. "Buffy was in an accident with a delivery truck this past evening-" Willow choked up and Xander turned off the T.V. to listen closer. "Wh-What about Faith?" Willow finally said.
"The brunette with her?" He asked.
"Yes." Willow said.
"She was also involved in the acident. We would wish that you would coem to Sunnydale Memorial. They're conditions are very serious."
Willow hung the phone up and tears slid down her cheeks.
Xander got up and stood by her side. "What's wrong?"
"Buffy and Faith were in an accident, we have to get to Sunnydale Memorial."
As Buffy walked down her usual route, she saw that it was a little more peaceful.
Buffy, meanwhile, still looked about, the little girl droned on and on crazily about how she had lost her doll. Faith eyed
her every now and then and then glimpsed around.
So far, there were no vampires or demons. It was peaceful.
The little girl stopped in front of the Summer's House and said, "Goodnight," Buffy nodded and Faith waved cutely, halfmaking fun of the kid.
"Where are you going?" Buffy asked, turning around. But the child was gone. The puzzled look on Buffy's face sent Faith spinning around.
"Where'd she go?!" Faith asked. Buffy shrugged and returned inside. Faith stood there for a moment, then followed Buffy, closing the door behind her.
"Dawn?" Buffy called from downstairs. "Willow?"
Faith walked into the living room and draped her jacket over the back of a chair. She turned off the T.V. and returned to Buffy's side.
"Fido!" She called, mocking Buffy. "Spot!"
Buffy whacked her on the head, then ran upstairs.
"Dawni?" She said, opening up her sister's bedroom door. No one. "Wil?" She went across the hall.
Willow's bedroom was empty.
This reminded Buffy of the Haunted House on Halloween way back in Season Four. Nobody responded, and no body was home.
Faith opened the fridge downstairs and took out pizza leftovers, throwing some on a plate and inserting them into the microwave. She hummed a
tune aloud, unsure of where it had come from. She shrugged to herself and took her dinner out of the appliance. With the dining room actually clean for once, she set her
plate down and sat in one of the fancy chairs that Joyce had bought from France.
The door suddenly opened, and Faith spun around in her chair.
Buffy looked outside Willow's bedroom window, hearing the knock.
"Knock, Knock." A familiar voice said.
"Who's there?" Faith said sarcastically.
"Mom?!" Buffy shrieked.
Joyce stood in the doorway, closing the door. She set down her groceries and accepted Buffy's hug.
"What the-" Faith said, getting up from her pizza.
"Hello, Faith." Joyce said warmheartedly. Buffy's tight grip on her was making it a little hard to breathe.
"Hi Mrs. Summers," Faith replied. She couldn't help but give Joyce a hug too. She had missed her almost as much as Buffy had.
"Oh, my," She said. "What are you girls doing here anyways?"
"We don't really know," Buffy whispered. Her back started aching and she recoiled. "cramp!"
"We'll discuss over dinner." Joyce said, patting Buffy's back.
Faith nodded and sighed. Buffy's relationship with her mom had been so amazing, unlike her own with her mother.
Willow and Xander sat in the window seat, their eyes glued on the two injured Slayers.
"I don't think it worked, Will." Xander said. Willow stood up and glided to Buffy's bedside.
"Buffy!" She yelled. "Wake up!" Xander pulled Willow back over to the seat and she sat down.
"I meant that it probably won't work," He patted her back. "So let's not do it, okay?"
"Okay..." Willow said with discouragment. "Then what can we do?"
Dawn stroked her sister's hair, then looked at Giles, hoping for a smart, knowlagable answer.
"Wait." Giles said. He looked out the window calmly and took a drink of his tea.
"Good morning, Faith." The young child they had seen the night before said.
"Where the devil did you come from?" Faith replied.
"Hi Joyce!" She exclaimed.
"Hello Molly," Joyce said. "The usual?"
Molly nodded and took a seat next to Faith.
"Oh, I'm sorry Faith, did you want any breakfast?" Joyce asked.
"Nah, I'm fine." She cleared her throat and put her head down on the table.
"I went flower picking again today," Molly said. "I found a dark red one, but it was dried up. Then, I found a-" Molly dug through her basket and held out a dandelion to Joyce.
"Oh, thank you Molly." Joyce smiled and accepted the weed.
"You're welcome." Molly replied. She looked eccentrically at Faith, then shrugged. Faith looked back and tilted her head the way she always did to Dawn, eyes open wide. She put her head tiredly on the table and closed her eyes.
The doctor came back with the results that weren't too pretty. He held the x-rays up to the light as Xander, Willow, and Giles stood up to see.
"Buffy Anne Summers," He announced, looking about on the film. "Left arm is slightly fractured." He took it down and held up another. "Bruising around the jaw," He lay it down and picked up his charts. "Some muscle damage on shoulder, and..." He read a little bit on the page and looked up. "The cut in her forehead was pretty deep, it required some stiches."
"What about Faith?" Xander asked. The doctor looked at the brunette sadly, and pulled out her X-Rays and charts.
"Her collar bone was messed with, but it shouldn't cause fracturing." He pulled out another X-Ray, looked at it quickly, then put it down. "The bone in her wrist, one of the most supportingbones, was snapped on impact, most likely." He skimmed the chart, then sighed and looked up. "I'm sorry," He looked at the girl, then looked back. "But she may have permanent brain damage."
Xander let in a little gasp that was hard to hear, then put his head in his hands. Even though he and Faith weren't really close, he still was a friend and he cared about them both.
"I'm sorry," The doctor said again. He then placed the charts back on the door and left the X-Rays on the foot of Buffy's bed.
"Brain damage." Giles said, shaking his head.
Dawn returned to the room shortly after from the washroom. She then huddled back up on the bed next to her sister.
"Where are you?" She whispered to her.
Buffy twiddled her thumbs as she looekd out the window as the sun set. Molly sat beside her.
"What are you waiting for?" She asked.
Buffy looked at her. "What do you mean?"
"You're waiting for something." Molly replied, putting a lock of hair behind her ear.
Confused, Buffy looked back outside.
Molly sighed and rested her chin on a fist, then stood up from the couch. "We're never getting out of here." She said as she walked away.
"What?" Buffy said. Molly turned around, then shook her head and solemly walked away.
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Okay guys, that's it for now.
I'll have more soon.
Mail me your questions, comments, concerns, etc.. wateva! lol bye!
-Jess