A/N: I put up a new story coz my chapters were in the wrong places and I
couldn't get them right. . .sad, isn't it?
Chapter 3
Phae ran home from the Magic Box, and finally reached home in about fifteen minutes, panting for breath. She burst into the house, beads of sweat trickling down her face.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, Nana, I. . ." she trailed off, not seeing her grandmother anywhere. She frowned. "Nana? Nana, where are you?" she called.
Not hearing a response, she dropped her bag to the floor and went around the house, all the while calling out her grandmother's name. In the end, she went to the kitchen. To her horror, she saw her grandmother on the floor, a knife beside her. Phaedra knelt down.
"N-Nana?" she said nervously, gently prodding Charlotte. Nothing. She swallowed and felt for a pulse. She found none. The colour drained from her face.
"Oh, god." She got up and ran to the phone. She punched in the numbers to the Magic Box, her hands shaking.
"The Magic Box," came Anya's voice.
"Anya, I need to speak to Giles, now," Phae said.
"Phae? That you? Just a minute." Over the phone Phaedra could hear Anya calling for Buffy's Watcher. After what seemed like an eternity, Giles answered.
"Giles, Nana's on the floor, a knife is beside her and I can't find a pulse. Something's wrong, Giles," she said, her words coming out in a rush.
"You can't find a pulse?"
"No. Giles, I'm scared."
"Call for an ambulance. We'll be right there."
Saying that, he hung up. Phae stared at the receiver and punched in the numbers for an ambulance. She explained the situation to the person on the other line in a shaky voice, and that person said she'd send an ambulance over right away.
~*~
Twenty minutes later, Phae, Giles and the rest of the Scoobies sat in the waiting area outside the operation theatre. Everyone was quiet, and deep down, Phae was scared.
"You okay?" Dawn asked, coming over to sit beside her best friend.
"Yeah, yeah. Um, I'm fine," Phae replied, her voice shaking. She didn't want anything to happen to her grandmother. Dawn started talking about something, but Phae wasn't really concentrating.
Time passed. About an hour later, a doctor came out of the Operation Theatre. Phae stood up.
"Is she okay?" Giles asked before Phae could say anything.
The doctor sighed. "I'm afraid she's had a stroke. We tried our best, but. . .I'm really sorry to say that we couldn't save her." He looked at Phaedra. "We tried our best. I'm sorry." With that, he left.
There was a minute of silence, and everyone crowded around Phae, talking at the same time.
"Are you okay?"
"Honey, don't cry, it'll all work out."
"Phae, you okay?"
She nodded. "I-I'm fine," she said, her eyes filling with tears. "I just. . .excuse me."
She turned and ran out of the hospital to Giles' car. She opened the door, got in and broke down, tears streaming down her face.
Chapter 3
Phae ran home from the Magic Box, and finally reached home in about fifteen minutes, panting for breath. She burst into the house, beads of sweat trickling down her face.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, Nana, I. . ." she trailed off, not seeing her grandmother anywhere. She frowned. "Nana? Nana, where are you?" she called.
Not hearing a response, she dropped her bag to the floor and went around the house, all the while calling out her grandmother's name. In the end, she went to the kitchen. To her horror, she saw her grandmother on the floor, a knife beside her. Phaedra knelt down.
"N-Nana?" she said nervously, gently prodding Charlotte. Nothing. She swallowed and felt for a pulse. She found none. The colour drained from her face.
"Oh, god." She got up and ran to the phone. She punched in the numbers to the Magic Box, her hands shaking.
"The Magic Box," came Anya's voice.
"Anya, I need to speak to Giles, now," Phae said.
"Phae? That you? Just a minute." Over the phone Phaedra could hear Anya calling for Buffy's Watcher. After what seemed like an eternity, Giles answered.
"Giles, Nana's on the floor, a knife is beside her and I can't find a pulse. Something's wrong, Giles," she said, her words coming out in a rush.
"You can't find a pulse?"
"No. Giles, I'm scared."
"Call for an ambulance. We'll be right there."
Saying that, he hung up. Phae stared at the receiver and punched in the numbers for an ambulance. She explained the situation to the person on the other line in a shaky voice, and that person said she'd send an ambulance over right away.
~*~
Twenty minutes later, Phae, Giles and the rest of the Scoobies sat in the waiting area outside the operation theatre. Everyone was quiet, and deep down, Phae was scared.
"You okay?" Dawn asked, coming over to sit beside her best friend.
"Yeah, yeah. Um, I'm fine," Phae replied, her voice shaking. She didn't want anything to happen to her grandmother. Dawn started talking about something, but Phae wasn't really concentrating.
Time passed. About an hour later, a doctor came out of the Operation Theatre. Phae stood up.
"Is she okay?" Giles asked before Phae could say anything.
The doctor sighed. "I'm afraid she's had a stroke. We tried our best, but. . .I'm really sorry to say that we couldn't save her." He looked at Phaedra. "We tried our best. I'm sorry." With that, he left.
There was a minute of silence, and everyone crowded around Phae, talking at the same time.
"Are you okay?"
"Honey, don't cry, it'll all work out."
"Phae, you okay?"
She nodded. "I-I'm fine," she said, her eyes filling with tears. "I just. . .excuse me."
She turned and ran out of the hospital to Giles' car. She opened the door, got in and broke down, tears streaming down her face.