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 Title: Trustworthy 51/100 TtH Prompt: Replacing #72 Fresh with #72 Trust Summary: Buffy receives bad news, but places a huge responsibility into her teammates hands. Trustworthy Buffy’s eyes fluttered open. For a moment she was panicked by the bright lights that assaulted her, but then her brain registered the grey ceiling. She remembered falling asleep in the infirmary of the SGC and relaxed. “Hey, there,” came a soft voice from beside her. She rolled her head to the side to see Daniel smiling at her. “Hey,” she said, her vioce a little hoarse. “Feeling any better?” “’M warm now,” she said sleepily. “Good, good.” He fidgeted slightly in his chair before reaching for her hand. “Buffy, Dr. Lam said you’d be drifting in and out for a while and there’s something important you need to know.” “What?” “You were subjected to repeated use of the sarcophagus. It acts like a narcotic and you become addicted. You’re going to go through withdrawal soon.” “That sucks,” she drawled. “It gets worse. Dr. Lam says your strength has been decreased because of malnutrition, along with your healing abilities, but she’s worried about it returning during your recovery. You could accidentally… There’s a way…. It’s not pleasant, but…” “Daniel, I think I’m going to fall asleep again. Out with it,” she said, her eyelids getting heavy. “She doesn’t want to sedate you because she’s worried about it impeding your healing by giving your body another thing to combat. But your strength could return at any time and accidentally hurt yourself or others in a case of delirium. She wants to restrain you.” “No, no restraints… Wouldn’t hold me.” “Buffy, you could…” “Another way… Talk to Giles.. Trust you.” “Giles? Who’s Giles?” Daniel asked, but it was too late. She had fallen back asleep. “He’s her watcher,” Cameron said from the end of Buffy’s bed. Daniel looked up in surprise, he hadn’t heard him come in. “I’ll call him.” “How did you know?” Daniel asked as Cam left the infirmary. “I called Dawn. She told me.” XXXXXXXXX “Let me get this straight. You want me to believe that Buffy wants me to tell you how to suppress her strength?” Giles asked, his cultured British voice rose angrily over the phone. “I don’t profess to understand what’s going on. All I know is that she’s about to go through a withdrawal that typically has delusions accompanying it. She could hurt herself or others, but she doesn’t want to be restrained,” Cameron said as calmly as possible. “And how do I know I can trust you?” “Because she does,” Cameron firmly replies. When Giles didn’t respond, he sighed and said, “Look, I know this came out of left field, but I didn’t even know slayers existed until she told me a month ago. I found out ten minutes ago about whatever this thing is. She’s a member of my team and a good person, why would I do this if she didn’t ask for it? How would I even know about it to ask for it from you?” “I’ll have it sent to you. I’d bring it myself, but my hands are full here.” He hesitated before adding, “She doesn’t trust easily. Don’t abuse it.” Cameron winced and nodded. “I’ll do my best. Thank you.” Previous Chapter Buffygate Menu Next Chapter |
