Wesley had his soul back. That was a good thing, a very good thing. And I should have been happy that he wasn't running around killing people, but instead I was crying. I wasn't just crying, I was sobbing. My life had been turned upside down while I was gone, and the one person who loved me unconditionally, the one person who made me feel like
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Angel. Lost the mission, just like I knew he would. Gunn. Dead, just like I knew he would be. Fred, taken over by a goddess. Wesley, sired by Angelus. Lorne, leaving town for good. I knew about them all and I didn't say a word. The problem was, I knew what the alternative was. I'd seen it while I was sleeping...Comas are good for long term visions.
I followed Fred up the stairs hoping Faith could talk some sense into Wesley. Opening the door, I frowned when I saw that flushed look across her face.
"Are you okay?" I asked, as I walked over to her.
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I started rocking back and forth, feeling the rhythm of the energy flowing in and out of me, faster and faster. I looked up at Cordelia and managed to get out, even though I was panting heavily, "Sss..something's...something's....hmmm, something's really...wrong, Cordy..." I closed my eyes and whimpered softly.
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I was about to say something when a loud crash sounded from downstairs. Faith and Wes were either fighting to the death or...oh. OH!
"Fred?" I walked closer to her and sat down beside her on the bed. "What's going on? What do you mean something is wrong?"
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Cordy rushed into the hall just as I felt myself spill over the edge. I didn't call out, or scream, only let out one long, hard, shaky breath. The tremors of whatever just happened finally subsided and I unclenched the bed as I called out, "Um...ok, Cordy...you can come back in." I was completely mortified, but...what the hell just happened?
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Finally I heard Fred call for me to come back inside and now I was just...wow. Maybe I shouldn't even go back in there. This was going to turn into a prison movie or something and hey! I'm not the one whose been prison around here. Still, that was strange. And in our lives that only meant one thing. Something was wrong.
"Okay. What was that? Cause no offense, that seemed like a private moment."
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"My legs are shaky, my stomach feels like there's butterflies in it and...I haven't felt this good...in a really long time." I looked up at Cordy, "Except for the whole being alone and having no control over my body part, it felt exactly like I was having...sex." I shook my head, "And I have no idea why or how...or anything."
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