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X-identaty, Meghan, Lindsay, kat461, Tariq- I do hope you enjoy this long update, thanx so much for your reviews and wishes for me to get better!
Buffy Fan- Why do anti-B/A people read fics they know they won't like? My only advice to you is to read stories you know you'll like and not criticize people that like different things than you do.
Ok...Now that that is cleared up...onward!
Ch.3
An hour later the sun was gone and the moon rose above the desert between Sunnydale and LA.
Xander had moved over to Anya and they were both resting.
Faith watched Robin as he slept. Andrew and Dawn were talking quietly, too pumped up from the war.
Spike lay his head on the window that was no longer covered and pretended to sleep.
Buffy and the ex-SIT's tried to sleep, but it was no use for Buffy who was restless with her wound. She sat up and saw Willow holding a still comatose Tara.
"You okay?" Buffy asked the red head.
"Yeah." She said, quieter than usual but still normal, "I think I am gonna be just fine." Willow smiled as she looked at Tara, "Kennedy was a good person and would have been a better Slayer." Buffy nodded.
Willow let a tear fall from her eye and Buffy hugged her, "It'll be ok Will. And you have Tara with you. I know she'll come out of it. She has too. She has you to look forward to when she wakes up. She's lost, but she'll find her way. She did before."
Willow nodded, "She's strong. Like an Amazon."
Buffy let go of Willow and leaned back onto the seat, forgetting about her stab wound and regretting it. She hissed in pain.
"Let me fix that for you.." Willow pleaded.
"I'm good. Thanks though."
Willow wiped a tear away, "Are you sure? You're still bleeding."
"I'm sure. There just isn't enough supplies. Besides, were almost in LA and I can get help there."
Willow nodded, "I was scared we might lose you."
"I was too." Buffy nodded.
"Buffy." Dawn said, balancing her way toward them, "Giles says we should be there in about 20 minutes."
"Ok Dawnie. Thanks." Buffy said and looked out the window as they came upon the bright lights of Los Angeles.
~ ~ ~ ~
Willow opened the door of the Hotel and looked around. It was silent.
"Uh, Hello. Angel? Cordy? Wesley?" Still no noise.
Willow stepped down the stairs and walked into the office behind the counter. Nobody.
"Who are you?" A young man asked, startling the red head.
She turned to face him, "Hi. I'm Willow. Is Angel around?" Willow reached out her hand to great the boy. He did not reach for it and she pulled it back to her side.
"He's not here." He said, with no emotion.
"Oh. Ok. Wesley?"
"No."
Willow frowned.
"I can help, with whatever you need. Demons? Vampires?" The boy said eagerly, and openly.
"Um...No." Willow said, taken back by his bluntness, "We need a place to stay."
The young man frowned in confusion.
Willow led him out of the hotel and onto a bus of hurting girls and scoobies.
"Please." Willow asked the boy.
He nodded, "Come in."
Buffy stood up, "Thank you." She said to him and then took charge, "Faith, you and Giles take all the wounded to the hospital, including Dawn and Andrew-"
"But!-"Dawn protested.
"No arguing. I just want to make sure you're alright." She said in her genuine-care voice Dawn nodded.
"Spike go with them, get some supplies and blood for yourself. Make sure everyone gets take care of." Buffy assumed.
"Done." Spike agreed.
"Let's go."
~ ~ ~ ~
The young man led Willow, Xander, Anya, some less injured Slayers and Buffy, who was carrying Tara despite her own injury. Willow followed.
"I'm Connor." The young man said.
"Not to be rude but, Intro's later, room now." Buffy said, struggling with carrying Tara, agonizing pain and the little strength she could keep up right now.
Buffy took Tara up to the room Connor showed her and went back downstairs.
"Thanks again, I'm Buffy." She said as the ex-SIT's got cared for by Xander and Willow. Connor nodded.
"Um...Where is everybody?" Buffy asked, wondering where Wes, Cordy and Angel were, as well as the people she had heard Willow mention a few years ago.
Connor shrugged, "I don't know."
"What happened?" Connor asked, changing the subject.
Buffy took a deep breath as she scanned the room full of broken girls, "War."
Connor frowned, but before he could ask Buffy what she meant, she fell to the floor. He rushed to her, "Hey!"
Willow and Xander dropped what they were doing and ran to Buffy. One of the Slayers took over wound check.
"Buff!" Xander yelled, trying to wake her.
She didn't move.
"We should have taken her to the hospital." Willow said with guilt.
"Will, you know she hates hospitals." Xander said, easing willow's feeling of remorse.
"Is she ok?" Connor asked as Xander picked her up.
It wasn't until she was in Xander's arms that he saw the blood seeping through her shirt,
"Yeah we just have to fix her up. It isn't the first time this has happened." Xander said as he got to the top of the stairs.
Connor frowned, but instead pointed them to a room. Angel's room.
Together, Willow and Xander managed to clean up Buffy's sticky, bloody clothes enough to get to her stabbing.
Xander laid Buffy on her side and Willow lifted up her shirt, "Woah." She said, seeing the wound in its fullness.
"She must have been going on adrenaline." Xander observed, "I'm gonna go help with the girls." Xander said and he and Connor left.
Willow finished cleaning Buffy's wound and bandaging it. She figured it would need stitches, but hoped Buffy would be up to decide to do it. Willow put one of Angel's oversized button downs on Buffy and let her rest.
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Longer chaps. Are good huh? Next chapter will tell where everyone is. I
haven't written it yet, but I do know that much. Ciao!
X-identaty, Meghan, Lindsay, kat461, Tariq- I do hope you enjoy this long update, thanx so much for your reviews and wishes for me to get better!
Buffy Fan- Why do anti-B/A people read fics they know they won't like? My only advice to you is to read stories you know you'll like and not criticize people that like different things than you do.
Ok...Now that that is cleared up...onward!
Ch.3
An hour later the sun was gone and the moon rose above the desert between Sunnydale and LA.
Xander had moved over to Anya and they were both resting.
Faith watched Robin as he slept. Andrew and Dawn were talking quietly, too pumped up from the war.
Spike lay his head on the window that was no longer covered and pretended to sleep.
Buffy and the ex-SIT's tried to sleep, but it was no use for Buffy who was restless with her wound. She sat up and saw Willow holding a still comatose Tara.
"You okay?" Buffy asked the red head.
"Yeah." She said, quieter than usual but still normal, "I think I am gonna be just fine." Willow smiled as she looked at Tara, "Kennedy was a good person and would have been a better Slayer." Buffy nodded.
Willow let a tear fall from her eye and Buffy hugged her, "It'll be ok Will. And you have Tara with you. I know she'll come out of it. She has too. She has you to look forward to when she wakes up. She's lost, but she'll find her way. She did before."
Willow nodded, "She's strong. Like an Amazon."
Buffy let go of Willow and leaned back onto the seat, forgetting about her stab wound and regretting it. She hissed in pain.
"Let me fix that for you.." Willow pleaded.
"I'm good. Thanks though."
Willow wiped a tear away, "Are you sure? You're still bleeding."
"I'm sure. There just isn't enough supplies. Besides, were almost in LA and I can get help there."
Willow nodded, "I was scared we might lose you."
"I was too." Buffy nodded.
"Buffy." Dawn said, balancing her way toward them, "Giles says we should be there in about 20 minutes."
"Ok Dawnie. Thanks." Buffy said and looked out the window as they came upon the bright lights of Los Angeles.
~ ~ ~ ~
Willow opened the door of the Hotel and looked around. It was silent.
"Uh, Hello. Angel? Cordy? Wesley?" Still no noise.
Willow stepped down the stairs and walked into the office behind the counter. Nobody.
"Who are you?" A young man asked, startling the red head.
She turned to face him, "Hi. I'm Willow. Is Angel around?" Willow reached out her hand to great the boy. He did not reach for it and she pulled it back to her side.
"He's not here." He said, with no emotion.
"Oh. Ok. Wesley?"
"No."
Willow frowned.
"I can help, with whatever you need. Demons? Vampires?" The boy said eagerly, and openly.
"Um...No." Willow said, taken back by his bluntness, "We need a place to stay."
The young man frowned in confusion.
Willow led him out of the hotel and onto a bus of hurting girls and scoobies.
"Please." Willow asked the boy.
He nodded, "Come in."
Buffy stood up, "Thank you." She said to him and then took charge, "Faith, you and Giles take all the wounded to the hospital, including Dawn and Andrew-"
"But!-"Dawn protested.
"No arguing. I just want to make sure you're alright." She said in her genuine-care voice Dawn nodded.
"Spike go with them, get some supplies and blood for yourself. Make sure everyone gets take care of." Buffy assumed.
"Done." Spike agreed.
"Let's go."
~ ~ ~ ~
The young man led Willow, Xander, Anya, some less injured Slayers and Buffy, who was carrying Tara despite her own injury. Willow followed.
"I'm Connor." The young man said.
"Not to be rude but, Intro's later, room now." Buffy said, struggling with carrying Tara, agonizing pain and the little strength she could keep up right now.
Buffy took Tara up to the room Connor showed her and went back downstairs.
"Thanks again, I'm Buffy." She said as the ex-SIT's got cared for by Xander and Willow. Connor nodded.
"Um...Where is everybody?" Buffy asked, wondering where Wes, Cordy and Angel were, as well as the people she had heard Willow mention a few years ago.
Connor shrugged, "I don't know."
"What happened?" Connor asked, changing the subject.
Buffy took a deep breath as she scanned the room full of broken girls, "War."
Connor frowned, but before he could ask Buffy what she meant, she fell to the floor. He rushed to her, "Hey!"
Willow and Xander dropped what they were doing and ran to Buffy. One of the Slayers took over wound check.
"Buff!" Xander yelled, trying to wake her.
She didn't move.
"We should have taken her to the hospital." Willow said with guilt.
"Will, you know she hates hospitals." Xander said, easing willow's feeling of remorse.
"Is she ok?" Connor asked as Xander picked her up.
It wasn't until she was in Xander's arms that he saw the blood seeping through her shirt,
"Yeah we just have to fix her up. It isn't the first time this has happened." Xander said as he got to the top of the stairs.
Connor frowned, but instead pointed them to a room. Angel's room.
Together, Willow and Xander managed to clean up Buffy's sticky, bloody clothes enough to get to her stabbing.
Xander laid Buffy on her side and Willow lifted up her shirt, "Woah." She said, seeing the wound in its fullness.
"She must have been going on adrenaline." Xander observed, "I'm gonna go help with the girls." Xander said and he and Connor left.
Willow finished cleaning Buffy's wound and bandaging it. She figured it would need stitches, but hoped Buffy would be up to decide to do it. Willow put one of Angel's oversized button downs on Buffy and let her rest.
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Longer chaps. Are good huh? Next chapter will tell where everyone is. I
haven't written it yet, but I do know that much. Ciao!