Spikes face fell and his heart fell even faster when he looked inside the house. Everything was a mess. It looked like a tornado had come inside the house and destroyed everything in sight. He picked his way through the clutter leading toward the kitchen calling buffy’s name the entire way with no response he walked back into the living room and then up stairs. That’s where he found her, half in the bathroom with her legs sticking out in the hallway. He ran to her and closed his eyes afraid of what he would see when he looked in.
The bathroom was almost as torn up as her face was. All of the cosmetics were strewn across the floor and there was bloody knuckle prints everywhere. Deep gashes in her face let him know that it was her blood. Her left arm was in an impossible position and she was unconscious. “Oh god.” He screamed with tears emerging from beneath his eyelids. “How could I not see? How could I be so blind?”
It was exactly then he felt the true amount of love he had for Buffy. She was and would forever be his beautiful goddess, even when she was covered in blood and bruises. He took his cell phone out of his pocket and called 911, never leaving her side the entire way to the hospital. They made him wait outside so they could check everything that was wrong with her. While he paced he called all of their friends, Xander, Willow, Giles, everyone. They rushed to the hospital immediately asking how she was and what had happened. Spike broke down in tears and slumped into a chair.
“HE broke her.” Spike wailed. “He broke my goddess.”
Willow looked around at everyone and then took control of the situation. “Xander, I need you to go call Joyce and let her know where we are. Giles, I want you to go to Spike’s house and get him several changes of clothes because e obviously will not leave until buffy does.” As soon as she sent the guys to do that which she told them, she sat down next to Spike who hadn’t blinked and only repeated, “HE broke her,
He broke my goddess.” The entire time looked at her with a lost stare. His voice small and much like a child’s said, “We were right, something was definitely wrong. How could I not see it?” he repeated. And punched himself in the head.
“What? How could we not see what. What happened?” Willow asked trying to stay calm. Though seeing Spike cry was breaking her heart.
“He beat her bloody. I’ll kill the fucker. I’ll murder him with my own two hands.” Spike screamed. The nurse who had taken buffy away in the first place came out of the swinging doors and headed right for him.
“Are you two here for a Miss Buffy Summers?” they nodded in unison and she continued. “Well, my name is Star Hayak. I was in the E.R with her, and you’ll be happy to know she is in stable condition. Her injuries are quite severe though nothing she can’t recover from. She has three broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder that seems to have been and older injury. As well as several fractures in her right arm, a hairline fracture on her left ankle, and a broken jaw. The thing we are going to watch is her fractured skull to make sure there is no more swelling and no internal bleeding. She is awake now if one person at a time wants to visit her. No more than 5 minutes at a time though alright?”
“Spike I think you should be the one to go first.” Said Willow. “I’ll tell Giles her condition and talk to the police. Just go okay?” she nudged him in the direction the nurse was walking and smiled appreciatively. She had heard what he said and hadn’t given him any shit about it. For that he was thankful.
As he walked into her room he felt a surge of grief hit him like a tidal wave. How long had this been going on for? How long had Hank Summers been beating his daughter? How long had he been in the dark? Why didn’t he see something wrong sooner? What could he have done to stop it? Why was he such an idiot?
He looked at his angel and a single tear descended from his eye. She was so perfect and deserved nothing but the best. She deserved to be treated like a queen and loved, not hit, ever. She should never have to know the fear and pain that she was well aquatinted with. He would make sure she never felt that kind of fear again if such actions were in his power. He would be her knight in shining armor and she would love him forever.
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