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He looked anxious and Buffy just watched as I started the spell, pouring the water first on her face and then down to her heart, which was meant to symbolize her soul in this instance.
Of course, there was nothing holy about the water or the spell, but within seconds of completing the incantation, she started to stir and then jumped up panic-strickened!
I looked at Angel and Buffy, as she looked at Angel and seemd lost and then I lookd at her with pleading eyes.
"Welcome back, CORDELIA!"
I was perfectly happy in my mystical coma land, but then all of a sudden, I'm falling. Falling like there's no tomorrow. Remember what Angel did to Russell Winters, with the whole pushing him out the window and down 8 million stories? Yeah. That was me now.
I jerked up in bed and opened my eyes, taking a deep breath. I glanced around, running a hand through my hair. This .. this wasn't right. I wasn't supposed to be here. Supposed to be just lying in a bed, like a freakin vegetable.
But now here I was, looking at Angel and Buffy, and Wes. Oh god. Angel and Buffy were back together, I assume. I could just .. tell by looking at them. Hadn't seen that look in either of their eyes since Sunnyhell.
Then I ticked my gaze over at Wes. I smiled when I saw him. I felt better then I had. I didn't feel like Jasmine was still .. possessing me, which I'm sure she wasn't. But Wesley was looking at me like I wasn't supposed to .. say anything.
"So. Are we all just going to stand here with our jaws dropped to the floor, or are you all going to tell me how hot I look for a girl who just spent the latter half of the year in a coma??" I asked, grinning.
Wesley and I .. well I planned on shooing the two lovebirds away. But we needed to talk. Now.
[Angel, Buffy, Wes]
Of course, there was nothing holy about the water or the spell, but within seconds of completing the incantation, she started to stir and then jumped up panic-strickened!
I looked at Angel and Buffy, as she looked at Angel and seemd lost and then I lookd at her with pleading eyes.
"Welcome back, CORDELIA!"
I was perfectly happy in my mystical coma land, but then all of a sudden, I'm falling. Falling like there's no tomorrow. Remember what Angel did to Russell Winters, with the whole pushing him out the window and down 8 million stories? Yeah. That was me now.
I jerked up in bed and opened my eyes, taking a deep breath. I glanced around, running a hand through my hair. This .. this wasn't right. I wasn't supposed to be here. Supposed to be just lying in a bed, like a freakin vegetable.
But now here I was, looking at Angel and Buffy, and Wes. Oh god. Angel and Buffy were back together, I assume. I could just .. tell by looking at them. Hadn't seen that look in either of their eyes since Sunnyhell.
Then I ticked my gaze over at Wes. I smiled when I saw him. I felt better then I had. I didn't feel like Jasmine was still .. possessing me, which I'm sure she wasn't. But Wesley was looking at me like I wasn't supposed to .. say anything.
"So. Are we all just going to stand here with our jaws dropped to the floor, or are you all going to tell me how hot I look for a girl who just spent the latter half of the year in a coma??" I asked, grinning.
Wesley and I .. well I planned on shooing the two lovebirds away. But we needed to talk. Now.
[Angel, Buffy, Wes]