Two Weeks Later
Buffy entered her and Angel's room and tossed her bag on the floor. She had finally started school again after the whole Riley thing and it was taking a toll on her. God I forgot how much work college is. She took off her pants and shirt and climbed into bed. Once her head hit the bed she was out like a light.
"Buffy. Buffy honey wake up." Angel said gently nudging her.
"Hmm? What's going on?" She asked opening her eyes and seeing Spike standing above her.
"Buffy…Kathy…she…" He tried to get out.
"What's wrong with Kathy?" She said fully awake now and sitting up.
"She…she's going to be fine…but…" He gave up, sighed and looked at the blonde. "We need to go to the hospital."
"What do you mean?" She said standing.
Spike noticed she was only in her underwear and turned around. "Uh love you might want to put some clothes on." He told her.
Buffy blushed and grabbed her clothes. "Sorry. Spike what's going on? Why do we…"
"Angel will tell you later. Let's go." He said running out the room and heading downstairs to his car.
Buffy finished dressing, threw on her flip flops and followed after him.
Hospital
"Angel!" Buffy yelled as she ran into the waiting area.
Angel stood up and moved towards her.
Buffy flung her arms around him and pulled him into a hug. "How is she?" She asked when they pulled apart.
"They wont tell me anything." He said as taking his seat.
Buffy looked at her boyfriend. His eyes were puffy and red from crying and he looked horrible. "Oh god Angel, when Spike told me what happened I didn't believe it."
"I didn't either when the doc told me but it's true. She…she tried to kill herself."
"Do you know why?"
"Riley, he sent her an email." He told her.
Buffy grabbed her boyfriends hand. "How, I mean do they even allow them to use the internet in jail?"
"I guess so."
"Do you know what he said?"
Angel pulled a sheet of paper from his pocket. "The doctor said she was holding this when she came in." He said handing her the paper.
Buffy took it and began to read.
Kathy,
You little bitch. How are you? How's your brother? Happy? Well not for long and neither will you. No one will be after I get through with you. You're all going to pay. You, that bitch Buffy Summers and your precious brother and all of your friends, all of her friends, everyone you have ever cared about will die and you want to know why? Because you're a lying whore.
I have friends Kathy…friends who are not happy about me being here and I can grantee you that you'll pay for this.
Have a good week…cause it'll be your last bitch.
Your Lover
Buffy folded the paper back up. A tear rolled down from her cheek. "I'm so sorry Angel." She said before standing and heading out of the waiting room.
Angel didn't even look up when she left. He knew that he should follow her, he knew what she was thinking and knew that it wasn't true, but in a way he just didn't care. His little sister was lying in a bed somewhere in this hospital after trying to kill herself and taking care of her was all that mattered.
Spike looked at the blonde as she left, tears streaming down her face. Poor thing. He walked over to a pay phone and called Oz.
Buffy wandered the streets of Sunnydale in a daze. If I'd only kept my mouth shut and never tried to get Riley for what he did to me, than, just maybe, Kathy would be okay. God Angel must hate me now, how could he not? His sister could have died and it would have been all my fault. She continued walking to the apartment. Once inside she grabbed her bag and packed some clothes. I can't stay here. Besides I know Angel wouldn't want to find me here when he got back from the hospital, if he comes back at all. She continued packing up her necessities and then left. I'll send for the rest of my things later. She thought as she took one more look at the room around her. "Bye." She said before shutting the lights. She left her key on the mantel and left.
Two Days Later
Angel and Kathy entered the apartment with Spike.
"So where's Buffy been?" Kathy asked her brother. When he didn't answer she looked at Spike.
Spike only shrugged.
"What's going on? Where's Buffy?" She asked her brother again.
Angel looked at her little sister. "Don't worry about it. Just go to your room, I'll call the Pizzeria." He said heading into the kitchen.
When she moved to follow him Spike's hand on her arm stopped her.
"Just go to your room half pint." He told her.
Kathy looked over at her half brother and sighed before turning down the hall and heading to her room.
Spike walked into the kitchen. "Oz says he hasn't seen her around. He says he's come around her and knocked for hours but she wont answer the door."
"She's probably just sleeping in the bed." Angel said as he picked up the phone.
"Probably right mate, but for two days?"
"Have you seen here?"
"No,
I've been staying with Faith, it's closer to the
hospital."
Angel put the phone down and looked at Spike for a
second before heading to his room. "Buffy!" He called out as he
walked down the hall to his room. "Buffy!" He said pushing open
the door. What he saw made him stop in his tracks.
The drawers where her clothes used to be were open and empty, so was her side of the closet. He went into the bathroom. Her toothbrush was missing and all of her hair things too. Angel turned to look at Spike. "She's gone."
Spike only nodded. "I figured as much."
"You knew and you didn't tell me?"
"I didn't KNOW anything mate, but when he brother and friends tell me she's not going to class, hasn't called them or won't answer the door or phone, I kind of figured as much." He told the brunette as he walked into the living room.
"Angel what's going on? Where's Buffy?" Kathy said walking out into the living room.
"I don't know Kath. She's not here." He said running a hand through his hair.
"Where'd she go?"
"Kath I don't know. She walked out of the waiting room two days ago and I haven't heard from her since. I thought she was here." He told her.
Kathy took a seat next to her brother. "What happened to make her walk out of the hospital?"
"Nothing just…go take a nap I'll let you know when the foods here." He said standing up and heading to his room.
