Re: Fic: Everyone else could see it (2/3) B/W NC17

["kestrakyril" <kestra@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Bear, i really love you're stories i really do, and i like the way 
you got buffy to kick his butt, but what a place to leave it, thats 
just... it's just... well i can't think of a word just now, just 
don't leave us to long for the next part PLEASE PLEASE. thanks
> 
> Title: Everyone else could see it.
> 
> Author: The Bear
> 
> Rating: NC-17 overall (this part is probably R)
> 
> Pairing: Buffy/Willow
> 
> Spoilers: Nothing specific- takes place in season 4 sometime soon 
after
> Hush.
> 
> Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own them. You can tell by the fact 
that
> I let them have some small measure of happiness.
> 
> Summary: It's obvious to everyone around them, now everyone's 
sharing.
> 
> Author's note: No kink in this one. It's a free standing story- 
not
> related to any of my others, and not likely to become a series.
> 
> ***
> 
> Part 2
> 
> Jim and Julie had to get back on the road. They had only stopped in
> Sunnydale on their way up to San Francisco, and they needed to be 
there
> before morning. Buffy hugged them both and made them promise to 
make
> time to visit again soon. Nothing more was said about Julie and 
Buffy's
> conversation in the ladies room, though Buffy was sure their next 
email
> or phone call would be in the same vein. 
> 
> Riley's politeness was a bit strained as he spouted off the 
usual 'Nice
> to meet you' platitudes. He didn't care for the almost smirking 
grin
> that Julie gave him as she shook his hand. It was as if she knew
> something that he didn't.
> 
> Buffy was quiet as they walked back to the dorms. She couldn't stop
> thinking about the things Julie had said to her. She thought about
> Willow, how much time they spent together, how much fun they had
> together. She thought about how much she depended on the redhead- 
for
> friendship, for support, for acceptance and even for love. "Best 
friend
> love!" she hastened to reassure herself. "Best friends are 
supposed to
> love each other. Right?" she asked herself.
> 
> It would have been easier to convince herself if she weren't 
envisioning
> the sweet little witch moaning and writhing under her as their naked
> bodies intertwined. Somehow she just couldn't get that fantasy out 
of
> her head. "Come on! I mean, sure I've had a few dreams about her, 
but
> that's normal, isn't it?" she asked herself. It was because she'd
> overheard her and Oz together, smelled the aftermath of sex between
> them. Plus, she'd seen Willow naked lots of times- they did live
> together, after all. It was unavoidable. "Those dreams didn't mean
> anything. Did they?" she wondered.
> 
> They were almost back to her building when Riley broke the silence.
> "You're awfully quiet tonight, Buffy."
> 
> Buffy realized they had walked all the way back to the campus, and 
she
> hadn't once given the slightest thought to her supposed boyfriend.
> "Jeez, I'm sorry Riley. I have kinda ignored you tonight, haven't 
I?"
> she said.
> 
> Riley smiled, thinking he might get a little if he played his cards
> right, "Well, I know how you could make it up to me." he said in 
what he
> thought was a sexy voice.
> 
> Buffy almost cringed at the tone of Riley's voice. She could tell 
he
> was thinking about sex, and the thought didn't appeal to her at all.
> Unfortunately, Julie had hit the nail on the head- Riley stunk in 
bed.
> "He not only can't hit the nail on the head, he can't even find the
> nail!" she thought. "Hell, he doesn't even *try* to find the nail."
> 
> "Actually, Riley, I kinda needed to talk to." she started, trying to
> blow him off gently.
> 
> "Wait! Let me guess." Riley interrupted angrily. "Willow, 
Right?" 
> 
> Buffy was surprised by the sudden mood change. She hadn't noticed 
him
> glowering all through the evening, ever since Willow had stopped by
> their table.
> 
> When she didn't deny it, Riley threw his hands up in disgust. "I 
knew
> it! God, I am so tired of Willow Rosenberg. That's all you ever 
talk
> about, 'Willow this,' and 'Willow that.' You never want to spend 
time
> with me, your supposed *boyfriend,* no- it's always Willow." 
> 
> Buffy was shocked by the vitriol in Riley's voice.
> 
> Riley got in Buffy's face and grabbed her arms tightly, "If I didn't
> know you were straight, I'd think you were in love with that little
> bitch."
> 
> Buffy felt a cold chill run down her spine. Her voice was 
deceptively
> calm as she said, "Let go of me, Riley."
> 
> Riley didn't yet know that Buffy was the slayer. Truly, even if he 
had,
> he probably would have reacted exactly the same way. No one ever
> accused Riley Finn of being the brightest candle on the cake.
> 
> "No! I'm tired of being ignored. You need to spend time with me; 
your
> boyfriend- your bitch of a roommate can do without you for a while."
> 
> Buffy said, "I said, Let. Me. Go!" Buffy growled.
> 
> Riley just laughed, "Make me."
> 
> Buffy reached across with her right hand, grabbing his right wrist.
> "First of all," she said as she dug her thumb into the tendon's of 
his
> wrist. "Willow isn't a bitch. Never call her that again."
> 
> Riley was shocked when his right hand went numb and she removed it 
from
> her arm. "Some kind of judo move," he thought- not able to believe 
that
> she could possibly be strong enough to hurt him.
> 
> "Second," she continued as she grabbed his left wrist, "I won't be
> spending any time with you. You and I are through."
> 
> Riley quickly let go, before she could do the same thing to his left
> hand. His right hand was still numb, and his wrist was really sore.
> "You're going to break up with me cause I called your roommate a 
bitch?"
> he yelled incredulously.
> 
> Neither paid any attention to the fact that there were several 
students
> walking by, who now stopped to watch the spectacle. Nor did they 
notice
> as most of the windows on that side of the dorm were opening up, and
> people sticking their heads out to see what was going on.
> 
> "I'm breaking up with you because you're an insensitive jerk," Buffy
> said, now seriously pissed off. "God, what did I ever see in this
> gomer?" she wondered.
> 
> "I'm a jerk? Screw you Buffy!" Riley shouted his clever comeback.
> 
> Buffy put her hands on her hips. She was on a roll now, "Screw me?
> That was never your strong suit, Riley. Why don't you check out an
> anatomy book and try and find the clitoris! Maybe your next 
girlfriend,
> if you can ever get one, won't have to fake all her orgasms!"
> 
> Riley saw red; figuratively and literally. Unbeknownst to Buffy, 
Willow
> had heard the ruckus and had come down to try and get her out of 
there
> before she did serious damage to her now ex- boyfriend.
> 
> "Buffy, come on. Let's go upstairs. He's not worth it."
> 
> Buffy had turned around at Willow's voice; otherwise she would have 
seen
> Riley in time to stop him.
> 
> Riley had lost what little sense he had when he saw his redheaded
> nemesis. He rushed over and shoved her hard, knocking her down 
onto the
> building's steps. "Shut up you little Bitch! This is all your 
fault!"
> he screamed, absolutely enraged. He actually pulled his leg back to
> kick her.
> 
> What happened next was a matter of dispute for weeks on campus. 
All the
> witnessed agreed on the course of events up to Riley shoving the 
redhead
> to the ground and preparing to kick her while she was down. Beyond
> that, there were two camps- those that couldn't believe what their 
eyes
> told them, and came up with various wild theories to explain Riley's
> injuries- and then there were those who remembered it accurately, 
even
> if they couldn't explain how it was possible. The latter were in 
the
> decided minority 
> 
> If Riley could have remembered what happened next, he would have
> described a sudden intense squeezing pain in his neck. Seeing the 
world
> rushing down in front of his face followed that, as he found himself
> staring straight up at the sky. His entire body was supine and
> positioned about six feet above the ground. 
> 
> Gravity suddenly reversed and he found himself traveling a 
ballistic arc
> through the air. He might have remembered the sharp crunching sound
> that came from the left side of his rib cage as it impacted with 
the oak
> tree. He might have marveled at the fact that said tree was some 
twenty
> feet away from where he had been standing. He might have, if it 
weren't
> for the hollow 'thunk' sound his head made as it struck the rock-
hard
> soil at the base of the trunk, some ten feet down from his initial 
point
> of contact.
> 
> All Buffy knew is something hurt her Willow, and was about to cause 
her
> even more injury. That something had to be removed form her 
presence,
> immediately and vigorously. She didn't remember shrieking in rage 
as
> she did it, though the witnesses were unanimous on that point. 
Those
> closest to the event, the ones who remembered the look on her face 
as
> well as the sound of her scream would continue to feel their 
bladders
> clench uncomfortably whenever they recounted the event.
> 
> Buffy dropped to her knees in front of her roommate, completely 
ignoring
> everyone else around her. The constriction around her heart eased
> slightly, and she let go a quiet sob when she saw the gentle rise 
and
> fall of Willow's chest as she breathed. She gathered the redhead's
> upper body into her lap and stroked her fingers through her hair. 
She
> made sure not to touch the large knot she felt forming on the back 
of
> her head.
> 
> Buffy turned to one of the onlookers and simply said, "Call 911."
> 
> The young man nearly tripped over himself, he moved so fast getting 
to
> the phone.
> 
> It was a sure bet that no-one who saw the action that night - 
whichever
> way they remembered the events- would ever mess with Buffy Summers 
or
> Willow Rosenberg from that day forward.
> 
> ***
> 
> Police and ambulance arrived, witnesses were questioned, and 
statements
> were taken.
> 
> The paramedics saw the way the little blonde was looking at the 
redhead
> in her lap. "Ma'am, you need to let us take a look at your 
girlfriend,
> ok?"
> 
> Buffy looked up into the paramedic's eyes, she frowned in confusion 
for
> a moment then nodded her head, gently easing Willow's head 
down. "She's
> got a big bump, right here," she said, indicating the spot where
> Willow's head had struck the concrete stairs.
> 
> The medics checked her vitals and shined a light at her eyes. The 
one
> who had spoken previously turned to Buffy and said, "Ok, it doesn't 
look
> like she's too bad. We want to take her in to the hospital and 
have the
> docs look at her though, just to be sure. Ok?"
> 
> Buffy nodded her head. "I wanna go with her," She said quietly.
> 
> Just then a police officer stepped up to Buffy, "I'd like to ask 
you a
> few questions first. You can go to the hospital after we're done."
> 
> Buffy looked up at the officer and said, "I want to ride with her,"
> gesturing to the ambulance where they were loading up her roommate.
> 
> The officer saw the look in her eyes and took a step back, blanching
> slightly. "Uh, ok. You ride with your girlfriend and I'll have 
someone
> follow you to the hospital to take your statement, ok?" 
> 
> Buffy frowned again, but nodded her head, not wanting to waste time
> arguing. "Fine," she said as she climbed into the back of the
> ambulance.
> 
> The ride seemed to take both forever and only a moment as Buffy 
existed
> in a timeless space where she looked down on the face of her best 
and
> dearest friend in the entire world. The thought of Willow not 
being ok
> was more than she could face. The paramedics said she was going to 
be
> ok. In fact they kept saying it to her the whole way to the 
hospital,
> trying to reassure her that it was just precautionary and that her
> girlfriend just had a bump on the head, and that it didn't even look
> like she had a concussion.
> 
> Buffy looked up into the face of one of the medics and asked, "Why 
do
> you keep saying that?" 
> 
> The look on his face was one of utter compassion. "Y- you. you just
> look so worried." He stuttered out.
> 
> Buffy frowned in confusion. She hadn't noticed that her face was 
wet
> with tears.
> 
> They got to the emergency room and Buffy hovered nearby as the 
doctor's
> took a look at Willow. She wanted to follow when they took her 
down for
> x-rays, but the doctor stopped her.
> 
> "Your girlfriend looks like she's going to be just fine, Buffy. The
> x-rays are just a standard precaution. There's no sign of 
concussion at
> this point, just a nasty bump. She should wake up pretty soon, and
> you'll be able to see her, ok?"
> 
> Buffy was confused again. "How did you know my name?" she asked. 
The
> doctor looked familiar, but Buffy wasn't sure. 
> 
> The doctor smiled at the little blonde, "I treated you when you had 
the
> flu a couple years ago. Remember?"
> 
> Now Buffy could place her. She nodded her head, "Dr. Wilkerson?"
> 
> "Wilkinson," the woman corrected.
> 
> "Willow's really ok?" Buffy asked, her voice somewhat smaller and 
higher
> than normal.
> 
> The doctor smiled at Buffy, the little-girl voice reinforcing in 
her the
> thought that these two must be deeply in love. "Your girlfriend is
> going to be just fine. We'll take some x-rays, and observe her for 
a
> couple of hours just as a precaution, but you'll probably be able to
> take her home with you tonight."
> 
> Buffy was about to ask why the doctor called her that, when she was
> interrupted by a tap on the shoulder.
> 
> "Buffy Summers?" a man's voice asked.
> 
> Buffy turned around to see a tall man in a blue suit. "Yes," she 
said,
> still frowning.
> 
> "Ms. Summers, I'm Detective Shoenk, with the Sunnydale PD," he said
> while flipping out his ID. "I need to ask you a few questions, 
please."
> 
> Buffy looked back over her shoulder at the doctor. 
> 
> "I'll be sure to let you know when she's out of X-ray, ok?"
> 
> Buffy, nodded her head glumly. Of course it wasn't ok- she should 
have
> been with Willow; or better yet, she should have kept Willow safe 
and
> out of the hospital in the first place- but it appeared that she 
had no
> other choice at this point. She turned back to the detective and 
said,
> "Ok, what do you want to know?"
> 
> ***
> 
> "What does Mr. Finn have against you and your girlfriend, Ms. 
Summers?"
> the detective asked. 
> 
> "Why does everyone keep calling her my girlfriend?" Buffy 
asked. "We're
> just roommates!"
> 
> Detective Shoenk raised an eyebrow. "Sorry Ms. I didn't mean to 
offend
> you." He had just assumed. she acted exactly like a concerned
> girlfriend.
> 
> Buffy calmed down immediately. "It's not offensive. I. I just. I 
was
> actually dating Riley up until tonight," she finally said.
> 
> The detective got it. He didn't say it out loud, but he had 
figured out
> the whole thing with that one statement. She dumped Riley Finn. 
Riley
> figured it was because of the redhead, and snapped. This girl 
probably
> didn't even realize that was why he snapped. "Were you and Riley
> arguing about Ms. Rosenberg?" he asked, making sure to keep any 
trace of
> judgment or assumption out of his voice.
> 
> "How did." Buffy started. She trailed off when she immediately 
realized
> that the witnesses must have overheard them fighting.
> 
> "If Mr. Finn recovers, will you be wanting to press charges against
> him?" he asked.
> 
> Buffy's first inclination was to say no, she could take care of 
Riley
> herself. Then she thought maybe she should, just so he would be 
kicked
> out of school and wouldn't be around to bother Willow. Finally she
> realized exactly what the detective had said. She looked sharply 
at him
> and asked, "What do you mean, *if* he recovers? What's wrong with 
him?"
> 
> Detective Shoenk looked at her, trying to gauge her sincerity. "She
> really has no idea," he thought. "He's in critical condition, Ms.
> Summers. The left side of his chest is crushed, his left lung has 
been
> shredded by the fragments of his ribs, and his heart was pierced 
twice.
> There's only a thirty percent chance that he'll live."
> 
> All the blood drained out of Buffy's face, and she felt faint. "Oh 
my
> God!" she whispered.
> 
> Det. Shoenk was quick enough to keep her from hitting the ground. 
He
> saw her face turn white, and started to reach for her even as her 
legs
> gave out. "How could this little girl have done that?" he wondered 
to
> himself. No amount of martial arts skill could enable this little 
slip
> of a girl to throw a two hundred pound man twenty feet through the 
air
> and into a tree, let alone with enough residual momentum to do the
> damage that Riley Finn had suffered. He lowered the petite blonde 
into
> one of the chairs in the waiting area.
> 
> "Riley's going to. die?" Buffy whispered.
> 
> "He might. Does that bother you?" he asked.
> 
> "Of course it bothers me!" she snapped. "I was dating him until a
> couple of hours ago!"
> 
> Shoenk raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Riley was your 
boyfriend?" he
> asked incredulously.
> 
> Buffy's slayer nature was quickly regulating her blood flow- 
returning
> the color to her face, and reducing her dizziness. She sighed 
heavily.
> "Yes. I broke it off with him tonight. That's what started the 
fight.
> He got pissed, grabbed me and started yelling about stuff."
> 
> The detective just nodded his head, letting her talk. So far what 
she
> was saying tracked with witness statements.
> 
> "I guess Willow heard us arguing- our dorm room is on the second 
floor
> on that side of the building," she explained. "She came down to 
pull me
> out of there, I guess."
> 
> Shoenk asked for clarification, "Why do you say that?"
> 
> Buffy was looking at her hands in her lap. "She told me he wasn't 
worth
> it. I turned around and looked at her. I saw him hit her, I watched 
her
> fall and hit her head on the steps." She looked up into the 
detective's
> eyes, her own full of questioning and pain, "Why her? Why didn't 
he go
> after me? She never did anything to him!" 
> 
> Shoenk didn't have any answers for her. Whatever Riley had done to 
the
> redhead, the Detective imagined he'd paid the price and then some.
> 
> Buffy dropped her eyes back to her lap. "He was going to kick her; 
she
> was laying there, unconscious. She was just laying there." 
> 
> "And that's when you. What exactly did you do?" the Detective 
asked,
> not really expecting the truth.
> 
> Buffy looked up at the detective suspiciously. "I threw him out of 
the
> way and looked after Willow."
> 
> He didn't even argue. He'd been a Sunnydale cop for long enough to
> know; you had to let some things go. If it happened at night, and 
was
> inexplicable- you just left it the hell alone. No sense ending up a
> fatal part of the mystery. It used to frustrate him- he'd once 
been a
> good cop, now he just accepted it as a normal part of living and 
working
> in Sunnydale CA.
> 
> "Well, witness statements corroborate your story, Ms. Summers. I 
don't
> imagine we'll be pressing any charges."
> 
> "And if Riley. doesn't.?" She couldn't actually verbalize it.
> 
> "Doesn't make it?" he said. "I'd say it's still pretty clearly a 
case
> of self defense. After all, he was much bigger and stronger than 
either
> of you."
> 
> "Yeah, I guess." Buffy said, not bothering to correct his 
misconception.
> 
> Just then Doctor Wilkinson came out into the waiting area. "You 
can see
> Ms. Rosenberg now Ms. Summers."
> 
> Buffy popped up, not bothering to look to the detective for 
permission.
> 
> "That's alright, we were finished anyway," Detective Shoenk said to 
the
> blonde's retreating back.
> 
> ***
> 
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> 
> Thanks to everyone who gave me feed back on part 1. I think I got 
more
> response to part 1 of this story
> 
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