Chapter 12
Buffy was sitting in the waiting room, while Angel was talking with the doctor. Riley sat down next to Buffy and took her hand in his.
“Is he going to be okay?” she said after a moment of silence.
He didn’t want to worry her. “Yeah, he’ll be fine.”
Buffy turned exhausted eyes on him. “Don’t lie to me, Riley. I’m not a little kid anymore. I can take the truth.”
Riley sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He knew that he couldn’t get anything by her. He has known Buffy for years, ever since Hank started bringing her around the police station when she was younger. Spike and Angel weren’t there for as long as he was, so they never got to know her then. “I don’t really know. They got the bullet out, but he lost a lot of blood and he’s unconscious right now. I guess only time will tell.”
Buffy felt more tears in her eyes. “It should have been me,” she whispered.
Riley wondered what she meant, but he didn’t have to wonder for long.
“Hamilton was aiming for me and Spike pushed me out of the way. He’s in the hospital now because of me.”
Riley shook his head. “It’s not your fault. Spike wouldn’t want you blaming yourself. He was protecting you like he promised he would. I know he would do the same thing again if he had to. Spike is crazy about you, Buffy. I have never seen anyone so in love before. You’re everything to him and he would be destroyed if you were the one laying in a hospital bed right now.”
Buffy nodded and rested her head on Riley’s shoulder. She was so tired.
He put his arm around her and held her closer.
Angel walked over to them a little while later.
Buffy raised her head to look at him. “What happened?”
Angel took a deep breath before he answered her. “They did all they could for him. It’s up to Spike to wake up now.”
Buffy wiped her eyes. “Can I see him?”
“They’re only letting one person in at a time. You can go in first. He’s in room 214.”
Buffy stood up and gave Riley a quick hug. She then pulled away and headed in the direction of Spike’s hospital room.
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Buffy got to Spike’s room and took a deep breath before she walked in. She wasn’t prepared for what she found. Spike was lying in the bed and he looked so lifeless. He was more pale than usual and she didn’t think that was possible. She walked closer and sat down in the chair that was by his bed. She tried not to let anymore tears fall, but it was a losing battle. She grabbed his hand and gave it a tight squeeze.
“You’ll come back to me, Spike. I know you will. There’s so much we haven’t done yet. You’re stronger than this.” She lowered her head onto his chest and cried for what seemed to be forever. She then felt his hand move and glanced up at his face to see his eyes suddenly open. She didn’t know what to say, when Spike gave her a soft smile.
“Hey, baby. What’s with the waterworks?”
Buffy cried happy tears now and wrapped her arms around him. “God, I was so worried. I was afraid you wouldn’t wake up.”
He wiped some of her tears away. “It’ll take more than this to get rid of me. Are you okay?” he asked suddenly. “You’re not hurt, are you?”
Buffy laughed through her tears. “You’re lying in the hospital after being shot and you’re worried about me?”
Spike touched his lips to hers. “I’ll always worry about you.” He then noticed the cuts on her cheek and arm. “You should get those looked at.”
Buffy shrugged. “That’s not important. Minor wounds compared to you. You need to worry about getting better.”
Spike was still concerned about her, but he didn’t say anything else about it. He just decided to change the subject. “What happened with Hamilton?”
“He’s going to be locked up for a long time. He can rot in hell with his brother for all I care,” she spat.
“Summers, I’m shocked. What happened to my sweet girl?”
Buffy kissed his mouth softly. “I was never sweet,” she whispered against his lips.
He smiled. “Whatever you say, love.”
Buffy sat back down in the chair. She grabbed his hand again and gazed into his eyes. “You saved my life, Spike. It was supposed to be me.”
Spike shook his head. “I would have done it again in a heartbeat. I made a promise to protect you and I never back out of my promises. There was no way I was going to lose you. I love you, Buffy.”
She gave him a watery smile. “I love you, too. Don’t ever scare me like that again.”
He caressed her cheek. “I’ll try my best.”
Buffy planted a longer kiss on his lips now.
They were caught up in each other and didn’t notice Angel and Riley enter the room.
Angel cleared his throat. “Well, I see sleeping beauty is awake.”
Buffy pulled away from him.
Spike rolled his eyes, but he had a hint of a smile on his face.
“We should probably let him rest now,” Riley commented.
Buffy agreed and gave Spike a kiss on the forehead, then walked over to the other two men.
Riley looked at his friend. “We’ll take care of her tonight, Spike. You just rest and we’ll be back in the morning.”
Spike flashed him a grateful smile.
Angel then thought of something else that needed to be said. “I almost forgot. We got a hold of Hank and told him about what happened. He got into a bit of trouble himself, but he’s okay and should be coming home in a few days.”
Buffy beamed at the news. She had a feeling that her father was all right, but she felt so much better now that she knew for sure.
Spike smiled at Buffy’s excitement. “I told you he would be fine, pet.”
Buffy turned her smile on him. She then left the hospital room with Angel and Riley, knowing that she would be sleeping a lot better that night.
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