Bad!Wrong AU: Part 4
It was hard to believe that Buffy had only been keeping the cherade up for two month. It felt like longer. A lot longer, actually, and to Jayne, it probably felt like a lifetime more. Where Buffy used to steal gentle kisses during target practice, there was just empty gun lessons, now, and she'd heard him mention to some blonde doctor girl that he'd pretty much given up on her. By right, she should care, but she didn't. She'd even stopped seeing Han and Josh almost completely, which meant that she had a very angry White House staff giving her evil looks and a very emo smuggler. She felt bad, she did, and she had no idea why she had no interest in them anymore she just... didn't.
Willow had been on the island about a month, and she was the only reason Buffy ever left the hut. They gossipped and while Willow knew of Connor's past and his crush on her, she didn't know of their tryst. Oh, hell no. There had been days before Willow arrived that Buffy would just the entire day in bed with Connor, doing things that she couldn't think about for too long, lest she began feeling awful about them. So, when she started throwing up in the morning, she attributed it to the feelings of utter wrongness catching up to her, and she wasn't too concerned.
That night, she hadn't gone home at all. She knew she was just going to end up getting sick in the morning if she went home to Connot, so she didn't. She found a blanket in the rec room and slept on the couch. In the morning, she woke with a start and bolted to the bathroom, where she proceeded to throw up, again. It didn't make any sense! What the fuck was wrong with her? Always in cold sweat at night and always sick in the morning. She was sure Connor had noticed.
She tied her hair back quickly and sunk back against the wall, waiting for the second wave of nausea to overwhelm her as it always did.
Willow had been on the island about a month, and she was the only reason Buffy ever left the hut. They gossipped and while Willow knew of Connor's past and his crush on her, she didn't know of their tryst. Oh, hell no. There had been days before Willow arrived that Buffy would just the entire day in bed with Connor, doing things that she couldn't think about for too long, lest she began feeling awful about them. So, when she started throwing up in the morning, she attributed it to the feelings of utter wrongness catching up to her, and she wasn't too concerned.
That night, she hadn't gone home at all. She knew she was just going to end up getting sick in the morning if she went home to Connot, so she didn't. She found a blanket in the rec room and slept on the couch. In the morning, she woke with a start and bolted to the bathroom, where she proceeded to throw up, again. It didn't make any sense! What the fuck was wrong with her? Always in cold sweat at night and always sick in the morning. She was sure Connor had noticed.
She tied her hair back quickly and sunk back against the wall, waiting for the second wave of nausea to overwhelm her as it always did.