Chapter five:
Angel was running as fast as he could towards the hospital but carefully as he had Buffy in his arms. But at that moment Angel stopped, the marcobellen's had caught up with them; Giles had said that they wouldn't rest until the Slayer was dead. They were gaining on them, they were about five meters from reaching the Scooby gang and killing Buffy, when Angel heard what seemed to be a helicopter. He looked up and right above him was a helicopter.
"What the?"He whisper to himself
A role-up ladder came down from the helicopter and someone yelled out.
"Well bloody hurry up then!"
It was Spike.
Angel climbed up the ladder with one arm and the other holding Buffy, and finally he was in the helicopter. He layed Buffy down on the bed provided, as it was a rescue helicopter, and checked her forehead, she was burning up again.
Everyone was there and accounted for.
"Well hurry up and go to the hospital!" Xander yelled at Spike
"No, the hospital can't help her now and besides she'll just run away again. Go to her house, we'll take care of her there"
"Ok" Spike seemed really determined, which was a big surprise as he was a vampire and hated Buffy's guts.
Within minutes they had arrived at her house.
They put her on a stretcher and took her up to her room where they layed her down on her bed.
Angel got a bowl full of water and a cloth, he then wet the cloth and dabbed it on Buffy forehead. At that moment she woke up, she then leaned over threw and threw up. She looked really pale and she was hot.
"Get me out of here" Buffy said weakly
"Buffy, it's ok. We're at your house"
"Angel stop spinning, your making me dizzy"
"Buffy, I'm not. Are you sure you're ok?"
"Yeah, I'm-" She fainted again
"Buffy!" Angel said shaking her body
He felt her heart, it was slower than normal.
"Giles!" Angel yelled
Giles ran upstairs to Buffy's room.
"We need to find a cure. She was just sick, her hearts slower than normal, she's hot, she's pale and she keeps fainting"
"I'll see what I can do" He said taking one last look at his very sick Slayer before he went back downstairs.
Angel was really worried. He had never seen Buffy so sick and weak before. He knew she was the Slayer and if she had been anyone but the Slayer she would have died. But there was only so much she could take before she actually did give up and die. Angel just hoped she had enough strength in her to pull through.