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This story is No. 3 in the series "Buffy the Slayer Vampire". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: The Council of Watchers attacks Buffy's House, trying to kill the slayer vampire.

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BtVS/AtS Non-Crossover > Action/Adventure > Buffy-CentereddaviderlFR18117,21221111,93710 Feb 0728 Feb 07Yes

Bullets and Blood


Bullets and Blood


Buffy listened for any sound that would indicate there were more of the attackers, but there was nothing to hear but the intense poundings of four hearts and the panic breathing of Dawn, Anya, Xander and Willow.

Satisfied that it was over, Buffy started to call out for Dawn, but the shock of being riddled with so many bullets overcame her superhuman strength and she collapsed in the doorway of the bathroom.

After another half minute Dawn tentatively, and quietly called out to Buffy.
When there was no answer, she called to Xander.

“I’m here, Dawn. Are you okay?”

“I - I think so. Where’s Buffy? Is she okay?”

“We don't know.”

“Someone should find a flashlight, or something.” Anya said.

“I’ve got one!” Dawn exclaimed. “It’s around here somewhere.”

“Hey!” Willow yelled from downstairs. “Is everyone all right?”

“We’re fine!” Xander yelled back. “Is Buffy down there?”

“No! She’s not up there?”

“It’s too dark. Dawn’s looking for a flashlight now. Is there one down there?”

“In the kitchen. I’ve got some candles, too.”

“Found it!” Dawn shouted out.

Dawn met Xander and Anya, who had hurriedly put on their clothes, in the hallway. Dawn shined the light toward the stairs, then to the bathroom, where they saw Buffy lying on the floor. The countless bullet holes in her body and blood all over her and the floor made them gasp in horror and shock.

“Buffy!” Dawn and Xander both cried out as they went to her.

“Is she . . . ?” Dawn asked fearfully.

“No.” Anya stated matter-of-factly. “Vamps can’t die from bullet wounds. Hurts like hell, though. She’s probably just in shock.”

Xander picked up the seemingly lifeless Buffy.

“Shine a light down the stairs,” he directed. “There’s too much broken glass up here.”

As they got to the bottom, Willow met them with a flashlight of her own.

“The kitchen,” she said, “Put her on the counter.”

Xander gently laid Buffy down and Dawn rolled up a dish towel to use for a pillow.

“She has some of those damned bullets inside her!” Xander diagnosed. “We need to get them out of her, somehow.”

No one volunteered.

“We need to call an ambulance.” Dawn said. “She has to go to the hospital.”

“Can’t do that, Dawny,” Willow said. “The house is surrounded with the barrier. And we don't dare go out anyway, not with those storm troopers waiting for us.”

Buffy moaned, then began to stir.

For a half minute they watched her, waiting, hoping that she’d wake up.

She moaned a couple more times, then her eyes fluttered open.

“Buffy? Are you okay?” Dawn asked. “We’re all here, and we’re fine. You saved us.”

Buffy looked over toward Dawn’s voice, but her eyes were glazed over. She smiled faintly and nodded, then her eyes closed again.

“We need to let her rest.” Willow said. “Her body needs time to heal itself.”

“What about those bullets inside her?” Dawn asked.

“We can take them out later. They can’t do any harm.”

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