Flying, AtS, s5
Charles flies on morphine.
He's piloting a hospital bed, useless, while Angel and Spike are on a plane on their way to save Fred.
No, that's wrong. They came back. Nothing they tried worked. She's gone. Never coming back, that doctor said.
Such a tiny thing, to be holding a god. Cordy never stood a chance against the god that consumed her, and she was so much fiercer. What chance did Fred stand?
To know that this is his doing...
Charles reaches for the button for the morphine drip. It's not made for this kind of pain, but it'll do.
He's piloting a hospital bed, useless, while Angel and Spike are on a plane on their way to save Fred.
No, that's wrong. They came back. Nothing they tried worked. She's gone. Never coming back, that doctor said.
Such a tiny thing, to be holding a god. Cordy never stood a chance against the god that consumed her, and she was so much fiercer. What chance did Fred stand?
To know that this is his doing...
Charles reaches for the button for the morphine drip. It's not made for this kind of pain, but it'll do.