Willow woke up on a soft bed with blankets covering her. The vengeance had not gone away. She could feel it strengthening. Her body had gone weak from seeing Xander a moment ago. Now she was in a bed being pampered like a sick child.
She kicked the covers off of her in anger as she made a pursuit to the living room. "Xander." She said coldly, letting her anger for the situation boil over.
Xander stood up in panic. He didn't know how he would be able to stop her again. He would tell her he loved her but he didn't want to be scratched everywhere again, "Willow listen to me. This is a spell. You just have to focus on something happy."
All Willow felt was pain and fiery vengeance. She had no sympathy for the man that stood in front of her, "You guys never learn, do you? I'm beyond your help. I've changed." She extended her arms and the energy from her fingertips threw him across the room. "But don't worry. I'm about to help you." Willow walked towards the quivering body on the floor, and picked him up with magic. "You won't feel anymore pain."
Xander winced, "Will, please I love you." Energy coursed through him as he felt the pain in his abdomen increase.
Willow smiled, "Not gonna work this time buddy. But you know, it was a nice try." Her face changed as her eyes became wider and her smile increased, "Say, I've always wanted to see if you could fly." She said evilly, and then using the power of her mind made him fly across the room into a bookcase.
The bookcase collapsed on Xander and he could feel his leg being crushed. The pain shot up through his body and he felt like he was dying, "Willow!" He managed to say before passing out on the ground.
Willow made her way towards the body and gave it a slight kick. She felt uninterested in him now that he was unconscious. She wanted to kill him while he was awake but now that was ruined. "Oh, well. Since you won't be up to feel the pain, I guess I'll let you off. I have business to do anyway. You're lucky Xan. Ta! Ta." In no time she disappeared and the room was a mess.
Buffy and Giles walked into the apartment after their brief chat with Amy. Buffy noticed the room was a wreck and her eyes met the body under an overturned bookcase. "Xander!" She yelled before heading over to the unconscious man. "Xander, wake up." She shook him but he was completely unaware of her actions. "Oh, god." She noticed the bookcase had landed on his leg. "Giles help me get this off of him." She shouted to Giles who immediately ran to the blonde and strained to pick up the bookcase.
They managed to move it away and Buffy examined his leg. "I can't tell if it's broken or not. We should call an ambulance." It hurt her to see her best friend wounded. "Hurry."
Giles ran to the phone and tried to call but hung up the phone, "It's dead. The line is dead." He said simply as he slowly walked to a chair and collapsed.
Buffy gulped, "Why didn't she kill him? Willow had the strength to kill him and she didn't." The question repeated in her mind. Xander could have died but he didn't. Something else was happening. She was after something that they had no idea exactly what. Xander was of no importance to her right now. "Andrew."