I’m sitting with Buffy and Dawn at the hospital. I didn’t know things were this serious.
Joyce, I’m told, has a brain tumour.
We… don’t know much. Buffy’s freaking out, Riley’s feeling useless, Anya doesn’t seem to understand that this is significant.
Dawn just sleeps. I’m really worried about her, actually. She’s either asleep, numb, or in a state of minor hysteria.
Willow, Giles and I are doing our best to be supportive, but we’ve got… stuff. I have to go to work in ten minutes. Willow just left for class. Giles was going to close his shop for the next few days, but Buffy insisted that he shouldn’t.
Buffy. Poor Buffy.
There’s some bitch in town. New big bad. Buffy’s no match for her, apparently, which sends chills down my spine every time I think about it.
Buffy’s no match for someone.
Shit. I keep fending off the temptation to get the hell out.
I think Riley’s thinking about leaving, too.
Only in a more, “Buffy doesn’t love me” capacity.
I think she’s letting him go. Maybe without realizing it.
I really wouldn’t want to be her at this point.
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