CHAPTER FOUR

FLORA

Angel was sitting on his bed, he had finally been ushered away by the hospital saying Buffy needed rest, he could still see her lying flat down on the bed, her bruised face, her long blonde hair spread out over the pillow. It made his stomach ache just to think about it. He looked over at the clock on his bedside table to see when it was nighttime and he can spend longer with Buffy. He would stay there all night if he had too, no he'd spend forever in that little hospital room trying to make her warm even though his skin was as cold as ice. "Why couldn't I have met Buffy before I became a vampire, I could spend every minute of the day and night with her, I'll be able to warm her up with my skin, take her on picnics, why" he thought bitterly to himself "I would keep this blanket over me all day, if I could just see her"

He sat on his bed and rubbed his face in his hands, even though it was day and he hadn't slept in ages, he couldn't sleep, it might lead to bad dreams about Buffy being stabbed by that demon. Her lying in hospital all alone except for nurses and doctors. His eyes filled up with tears, he had promised her that he wouldn't let anything happen to her. Buffy is the slayer she will be ok she will be fine. He told him viciously trying to relieve his guilt. But no matter how hard he tried, he just felt like beating himself up which was a tempting thought trying to punch the pain out of him. He lay down gasping for breath even though he didn't have any. He didn't hear footsteps coming into his room, until a young voice said, "Why do you look pained"

Angel's eyes snapped open and he turned round to see a young girl, she had long blonde hair, a small white face, big blue eyes and small mouth. She was wearing something like a white nightdress and a blue dressing gown, her feet were tiny. The sight of the girl startled him.

"Why do you look pained?" she repeated

"Who are you?" said Angel "How did you find this place"

The girl chuckled "My name is Flora, and don't bother telling me why you look pained, I already know, your girlfriend is on her death bed"

Angel sat up with the speed of light he stared long and hard at this little girl "How do you know that" he insisted

"I know what your feeling" said Flora, she ran her little hands all down Angel's face "Your heart is feeling as though it's been torn in two"

"HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS?" shouted Angel

Flora stepped back at the shout "I know what people are feeling, I can see every single thought, every single emotion inside everyone, I know the future, just call me Physic girl, it was a gift from my grandma, when she passed away she left all this to me"

"What is to come" demanded Angel "What is going to happen to Buffy"?

Flora smiled "She dies"

Angel stopped still, he felt suddenly like he was going to be sick, as if all the hope he had from Buffy recovering was drained from him.

"She's not," said Angel fiercely "I won't allow it"

"Are you sure about that" said Flora, she still had that strange smile "I know a way to save her, but I'll need your help"

"Anything" said Angel, normally he didn't listen to random girls talking about his feelings but if she did know a way to save Buffy. He was all for it.

"Make her a vampire" breathed Flora