Holiday Blues
by bad shot
Chapter 9
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A/N: Just once more I am not crazy. Thanks for the reviews and I don't have a heart or feelings. But you never know I may just have one ; )
Chapter 9
Giles watched as suddenly Buffy's body froze. The eyes were still slightly open but still had a slight hazel in them.
Anya was looking at Willow with a shocked look on her face, "Is she dead?" she said her voice small even as Xander held her.
Willow sighed when she found no pulse under her fingertips, "She is alive. She may not look like it but I did a spell to freeze her in time.
Giles looked at her with a happy, anguished look on his face, "So how do we keep her alive?" Xander asked still holding Anya gently.
Willow thought about the best course of action from here, "Well finding a cure to whatever they put in her would be best. We can still get blood from her to check it out and stuff just her body is stuck in time."
Giles cleaned his glasses and went out of the room saying, "I will get right on it Willow."
Xander and Anya left the room to give Willow her space and help Giles a little.
Willow softly stroked the blond hair out of her Girlfriends hair? SHe didn't know.
'I thinks Buffy likes me but she is no position to talk to me... What should I do I can understand if she hates me for not helping her instead pushing her away... What did I do, I should have talked to Tara a little and maybe got her to talk before Spike and Drusilla got to he.'
She started to cry letting her tears fall onto the bonds face below her, "Buffy... Buffy... I don't know if you can hear me but I am so sorry. This is all my fault. I a-am so sorry I know that you will probably hate me," Willow finished lamely as she got up and walked out of the room.
She could have sworn she saw Buffy's body twitch as she broke contact with her body to leave.
Buffy felt weird her body didn't react to anything. Blurs moved across her vision. The only thing she clearly could see was Willow.
Willow crying, 'No I don't want you to hurt I want to help you,' Buffy thought trying as hard as she could to move or show a sign of life.
Buffy could hear things but none of them were making sense, "Buffy... Buffy... I don't know if you can hear me but I am so sorry. This is all my fault. I a-am so sorry I know that you will probably hate me," Willow had said.
'Why would I hate her I love her,' But that was the last thing she could think.
When Willow broke contact with her she felt her whole body twitch at the loss of contact.
As soon as the hand left her the world started to fade again. Everything became blurry and dark.
She was thrown into a torrent of memories and nightmares. Herself dying from the master... Spike and Dru coming closer with big smiles on their faces... Willow dying blood coming slowly out of a hole on her neck... Buffy herself standing over Willow in game face licking the last of Willow's blood off her lips and slowly. Slowly lowering her own bleeding wrist to Willow's mouth.
The memories came to her slowly as if drawing out how much pain they could inflict on her.
The only time she felt the world come back was when Willow made brief contact with her.
But then one day it was gone and she let herself fall farther into the darkness that beckoned to her to let go.
(That same day)
Willow came in planning to check up on Buffy. They had finally been able to move her back into her own house. But instead she found herself instead finding Dawn curled up in a corner of the room a terrified look on her face.
"Dawn what is it?" Willow asked a slight panic in her voice. She looked around and for the first time noticing the forced in back door, 'Spike. No we haven't invited him in. So who. Oh wait. Buffy oh no!'
She ran upstairs and hearing Dawn cry harder when she went up she knew exactly what had happened.
She ran into Buffy's room and to her agony saw that the bed was empty, 'Goddess how many times can a girl be kidnapped,' Willow thought to herself even as she felt like she was going crazy.
Buffy woke up. Actually woke up as in able to move. She opened her eyes slowly expecting to see Willow. What she saw was far worse.
A woman with curly blond hair, and a curvaceous body. She had on a red dress that hugged her in all the right places, "Where is my key slayer?"
Buffy shook her head just saying, "What?"
The girl sighed rolling her eyes at the tied up girl, "Okay this is how it go's. I gave you back your life so now you give me a favor and tell me where my key is."
"What key?" Buffy said not understanding anything.
The woman sighed, 'got to do this the hard way,' she thought right before she lifted her hand up and smacked the blond. Making Buffy and the chair fly twenty feet.
Buffy groaned in pain when a sound came from a door on the side of the room.
"Glory what are you doing?" the voice asked somewhat angrily.
"Nothing brother."
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