Holiday Blues
by bad shot
Chapter 15
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A/N: Sorry this has taken so long I have been sick since Sunday, an am finally starting to feel better.
Chapter 15
Amy's knees gave out when Willow shot a burst of fire into the back of Amy's knee.
Amy cried out in pain, and grabbed at her knee. She forced herself back up to her feet only to be caught in the chest with another fireball.
She flew back, and knocked her head on the cement wall knocking her out.
Willow reached with her free hand, and shot a bolt at her chains.
She slumped to the ground when she finally was able to get all the chains melted.
She ran over to Buffy as she was starting to get up. Buffy wiped at her mouth to free it of blood, and tried to push up to her feet with one hand. Which Willow helped with, "Wow that wasn't the funniest thing I have ever have happened to me."
Willow smiled she had been worried that Amy had used a different spell that crushed the stomach, and lungs, but she was wrong thankfully.
"Well let's get out of this hole," Buffy said as Willow, and Buffy both supported each other.
"Not yet," Willow said, and leaned Buffy against a wall while she made her way over to Amy.
'Willow what are you going to do," Buffy said.
Willow didn't answer immediately mostly because she was unable to talk at that moment with Amy punching her face with magic increased strength.
"Willow!" Buffy cried hobbling over to were Willow's body had landed.
She saw Willow's eyes close, and looked back up in time to see a designer heel connect with her nose.
"Buffy! I'm home!" Dawn shouted as she came in carrying a pillow, and a couple borrowed C.D's.
She walked in the kitchen marveling at the silence that resonated around the house.
She moved slowly upstairs depositing her items on the couch. She tried not to make a sound on the squeaky stairs.
She opened the bathroom's door, and was suprised to not find either of the girls up.
She peeked in her room, and saw her clock flashing eleven o'clock. She just shrugged thinking the two had had a long night.
She smiled thinking of the pair. She just thought they looked right together. They were perfect contrast to each other, but they just fit together like a puzzle.
She put her ear up to the door first trying not to accidentally see something that would force her to go through massive therapy.
She frowned not hearing anything. Not the sound of someone moving around in the morning or anything.
"Buffy! Willow!" she said as quietly, but as urgently as possible.
She started to panic not seeing anybody on the bed. She looked around for a full five minutes trying to find a trace of something.
The one she found was not good. She found a few drops of blood on the comforter.
She then ran up, and got a phone typing in a number her sister had said to call if things started to get real bad.
The phone rang several times before someone picked it up, "Hello," she smiled getting the exact person she wanted to, "Angel I need a favor or two."
A/N: There hope it is not lacking or anything. Reviews always make me write faster so keep them coming.