Willow's Rescue
by willow
Chapter 11
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Chapter 11...
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Willow woke up in a daze. She looked around to find she was hooked up to several different machines. She tried to move her hand up to head but noticed someone was holding it. Looking down, she saw Buffy sitting in a chair with her head on her bed, fast asleep and clutching Willow's hand.
"Buff?" Willow's voice woke Buffy up immediately. Her head sprung up fast and Willow chuckled inside at the bed hair only on the one side of Buffy's head.
"Will? Are you OK? How do you feel?"
"A little groggy," she smiled a little before continuing, "what happened?"
"You don't remember?"
Willow thought for a second, "I remember being scared and confused, but it's all kind of a blurr."
At that moment, Willow's nurse walked in and smiled at her, "Morning, Mrs. Rodriguez, how are you feeling this morning?"
"A little dizzy... a-and light-headed," Willow confessed.
"Yeah, that's perfectly normal on morphine, nothing to worry about," the nurse smiled again.
"Morphine? I'm on morphine? Why? I thought morphine was for pain relief?"
"It is, but it can also be used to relieve pain associated with trauma."
Willow looked down, and whispered an "oh".
The nurse took a seat next to Willow on the opposite side of the bed to Buffy and started asking questions.
"Any head aches or nausea at all this morning?" Willow shook her head, "good, any family history of delirium?"
"Delirium?" The nurse nodded, "uhhh... no, I don't think so."
"OK," the nurse jotted down Willow's details. "Mrs. Rodriguez, I'm going to suggest pyschiatric treatment..."
Willow cut the nurse off, "What for? I'm not mental."
"No, I know, but with what you've been through with your wife recently, a few sessions of therapy may help you get through the rough patches."
Willow nodded, "OK, thankyou."
The nurse smiled, turned off Willow's machines and helped her take out the wires before leaving the room.
"You don't think I'm crazy, do you, Buff?" Willow asked, worried.
"No, sweetie, that wasn't what she was saying. All she meant was..."
"I know exactly what she meant. C'mon, Buff, people don't go into therapy unless they're weird."
"Will, that's not true," she paused and thought about how to explain it. "What you've been through, most people would've just given up by now," she had the redheads attention, "but you're strong... and going to therapy won't make you weak, it'll just help you through the crappy times." The redhead still wasn't sure, Buffy tighetened the grip on her hand. "I'll even come with you every session if you want, I'd just be right outside the door in case you need me."
Willow nodded, "OK, I'll book a couple of sessions when we get home," Buffy smiled, "but if I don't like it I'm not going again!"
"A couple of sessions is all I'm asking," Buffy said, still smiling. "The Doctor said we can leave once the nurse had seen you."
"Good, I hate hospitals." Willow said getting up, noticing she was still in her jammies. Buffy took off the jacket she was wearing and handed it to Willow. "Thanks," she smiled at the slayer before asking, "Buff, what actually happened last night anyway?"
So, Buffy began to explain as they walked out the room and down the corridor to the waiting room where Dawn, Faith, Xander and Giles were waiting.
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While Giles, Dawn, Faith and Xander made their way back to bed, Willow and Buffy had decided to watch a movie, seeing as they had already ha there sleep at the hospital.
Buffy searched for a DVD, while Willow went into the kitchen to make some tea. She brought down two mugs out of the cupboard, when she heard a familiar voice... "Morning, baby."
Willow spun around and dropped the mugs when she saw Kennedy standing there with a huge smug grin on her face. Willow couldn't move. Her eyes were wide and bottom lip trembled slightly.
"Well, I must say I was expecting a better 'welcome home' than this."
Buffy heard the mugs smash and rushed into the kitchen. When she saw Kennedy, she stepped infront of Willow and kept her eyes fixed on the other slayer. "Willow, call the police."
Kennedy just laughed, "and tell them what? That I'm trespassing on my own property?"
"No, more like you've escaped from prison."
"I didn't escape," Kennedy smirked, "I got bail. Apparently, Daddy's money knows no bounds, he also paid for my release no matter how long I got, so the jury said there'd be no point in a trial... at least that's what he conviced them." She laughed a little, "good old English legal system. Now," she started to walk towards Buffy, "either you get out of my house or I'LL call the police and tell them you're trespassing."
Buffy was fuming, but managed to spit out, "fine." She then turned to Willow, "c'mon, lets get you packed."
Willow began to follow but stopped when she heard, "don't you dare." Buffy turned around to see Kennedy appproaching a slightly shaking Willow. "You're not going anywhere!"
Buffy practically ran up to Kennedy and smacked her square in the face knocking her back into the wall. "Yes, she is," Buffy turned to Willow and offered her a hand. The witch looked at her wife, then looked at the slayer who had just sent her flying across the room.
Willow backed away from Buffy a little, she had tears in her eyes. "You're as bad as her."
With that, Willow ran out the door, got in the car and drove.
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