Destinies Broken Heart 9
By: Reni
Everything is in previous parts.
Angel shifted in his sleep, startled by the feel of a blanket drapped across his shoulders. Opening his eye slowly he found himself still resting against Buffy's bed. Which so explained the terrible cramp in his shoulders and the back of his neck.
When Angel went to separate his hand from Buffy's, he was shocked at the strength in her grip. Slowly he pulled his hand from Buffy's relentless grip.
***
"How am I supposed to come back to you? I have no idea where I am."
"Don't worry that's my job."
"And who are you…?"
"I'm a friend."
"Then why can't I see your face? Why do you stay behind me?"
"Because you aren't ready…"
"Ready to see your face? Why not?" Her fingers ran along the leather clad arms. "I've seen it before haven't I?"
"Not like this."
"But…"
"Shh…It's time for you to wake up…"
"I want to stay."
"You can't…just remember I will be waiting for you." When the arms pulled away from her; Buffy reached out but got nothing but air.
***
Slowly Buffy opened her eyes seeing Angel still trying to remove his hand from hers.
"Leaving so soon?"
"So soon? It's 6am."
"You're point? They nurses obviously don't care that you are still here or they never would have given you that."
"I don't know…"
"Common Angel they are releasing you today. It would be fun if you could hang out with us."
"You need your rest though Buffy."
"Aww come on Angel please?"
"How about this? I run down the cafeteria and get myself a coffee and I'll be right back."
"You better." Buffy sat up a little in her bed pulling his blanket onto her lap, as he walked out of the room.
"Mrs. Summers how you feeling this morning?"
"A lot better thank you Dr. Harris."
"Just doing my job. Well Mrs. Summers if all goes as planned and all the paperwork is finished you can be out of here in about an hour."
"Great!"
"I do want to wish you luck and I'm glad you pulled through this okay."
"It was my friends. They helped me out a lot."
"Yes it is always good to have friends during times like these. I just wanted to tell you that the police would like you to go down to the station to do a positive ID of your husband, and if possible they would like to do it sometimes today."
"Okay, thank you Doctor."
"Ms. Rosenburg brought a change of cloths for you. They are hanging up in the closet to your right. Well I will see you around, I have to finish my rounds and check on my patients."
"Thanks again Doctor." Dr. Harris smiled as he walked out of the room. Buffy curled he fingers into Angel's blanket before slowly maneuvering herself out of the bed. Walking over to the closet she pulled out her outfit.
***
Angel walked through the halls of the hospital, mind constantly going back to the weird green guy in his dreams. It was like since the moment he bumped into Buffy his life has been put into a giant tailspin that has made him question his own existance. It was just the thought that everything he had gone through was fake.
No you don't have a twin sister. No you didn't share your first kiss under the bleachers with the head cheerleader. No you didn't live 19 years of you life with the family you were sure existed. No that was all made up. None of it was real. It was like he was some terrible pawn in a vicious chess game.
In reality you are a vampire, and not just any vampire a vampires with a soul…whatever that ment. Sure from what he had seen in TV and read in books most vampires were evil, but there was always that one exception. Apparently in the "Real" world he was that one exception. What if he didn't want to go back to that world. What if he wanted to stay here.
But it was there that he started looking down the other path. If he believed what Giles and that green guy had to say, this was just a temporary set up. For him at least. And who the hell were the powers. That green guy kept spouting about them but he had never heard of them in his entire life.
One thing he was for sure. His love for Buffy did transfer from the "other" world. This is just to damn confusing. When Angel next looked up he was face to face with Buffy standing in a simple out fit of a white t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. His eyes roamed along her form but focused on the bandage.
"Angel could you do me a favor?"
"Anything?"
"Could you help get this off?" Buffy's hazel eyes looked pained at the thought as she motioned toward the gauze wrapped around her head.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I have to see. Besides I can't go around wearing it forever."
"Are you sure you don't want me to go get a doctor or something?"
"No I'm okay. Here I'll just sit down." Buffy walked over to the chair, Angel following slowly behind her. As she sat down Angel stood behind her carefully undoing the butterfly tape. Slowly he unwound the gauze. When it was finally done Angel bundled it bandage up in his hand and tossed it in the garbage.
Moving in front of her, Angel ran his fingers lightly below the red bruise on her forehead. "It looks like it's gonna be okay. We might want to grab one of them sticky square bandages to put over it for the next few days. We can see if we can get one at the nurses station or something."
"No I think I'll leave it as it is."
"Are you sure?" Angel's face willed with concern at how easy she was taking this.
"Yes Angel, I'm sure." Angel leaned down and kissed the center of her forehead before standing upright and walking away from her. Buffy sat in confusion for a few seconds before snapping back to reality. "I should call Willow. All I have to do is fill out a few forms and I'm outta here."
"I can give you a ride to Willows if you want."
"Great that sounds good." Buffy smiled as she walked over the phone.
***