Eight – Putting the 'err'…in ER
The medical staff swarmed around the gunshot victim.
"It's the left ventricle!" exclaimed the doctor, furiously working on his patient. "She's bleeding out!"
A nurse looked at the monitor. "BP is down to 80/palp!"
"Dammit, get me-"
Suddenly a cold strident voice cut through the air.
"Leave." said Willow, standing at the doorway.
"Hey! You can't just-"
"NOW."
"Oh. Okey-dokey."
The witch watched as the medics trooped out the room.
"It's alright Buffy." she soothed, walking up to the gurney. "I'll fix yo-."
Then she blinked.
"Wait-a-minute! Y-you're not Buffy!"
"…aaaargggleee….arrrggg…" slurred the stranger. Dying.
"Oops."
Willow blushed.
"Wrong room."