A losing Battle
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,491
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part 4
Part 4
Ok, so waking up in a hospital with bright lights bearing down on me was not exactly the plan for the day. I can’t believe she brought me here; I have to find a way out. There is no way I’m letting a Doctor anywhere near me. It’s not that I hate Doctors; I just know what’s going to happen. Two words. Social Services.
I’ve been running from them for years and I’ll be damned if they’re gonna get me now. I know what’s gonna happen, because I’ve been through this all before. A social worker assigned to my case comes to talk to me, pretends to be my friend till they find out who I am. From then, it’s on to foster care and there’s no way in hell I’m going back to a foster home. Why would B bring me to a hospital anyways? It’s not like I have any money to pay for medical bills, and its completely unnecessary. I have the flu, that’s it, nothing more. Shit, the Doctor is coming in followed by B and her mom; I guess Buffy must have called her.
“And how are we feeling Faith”?
“Well, I don’t know about you but I’m feeling just fine Doc. When can I get out of here”?
He looks at Buffy and her mom, makes me think they know something I don’t. I don’t like it one bit.
“I’m afraid I have some bad news Faith”.
Crap, why do I have a feeling this is going to suck?
“We ran some tests while you were unconscious and they produced some rather interesting results. Can you tell me how long you’ve been having headaches”?
Two months.
“Only about a week or so” Yeah right.
“Hmm, that’s very interesting” He jots something down in my chart while muttering something about fast progression.
“Yeah, real interesting, so what did you find?”
“Well, as I was saying, your test results were rather interesting. We performed a CAT scan of your brain as well and unfortunately we found a mass”
A mass? A MASS? What the fuck is a mass? A mass of brain?
“What kind of Mass”?
“It’s called a glioblastoma, a tumor in your brain”.
“Tumor, like cancer?”
“After doing a quick biopsy, which you were asleep for, we’ve determined the tumor to be malignant, cancerous. There are several treatment options we can discuss but…”
Cancer, holy fuck.
“Back up a second there Doc. There is no way I have cancer, you must have gotten your tests screwed up.”
Slayers don’t get cancer, that’s why we got out special healing powers and shit. I look at Buffy and she looks as shocked as I do. Her mom’s crying though, shit, she doesn’t realize it’s a mistake.
“I’m afraid there’s no mistake Faith. Now, as I was saying before, with this type of cancer…”
I tune out the rest of what he says. Cancer, Jesus.
“Am I gonna die?”
Straight to the point.
“I’m afraid it’s hard to say Faith. The survival rate is very low with this type of cancer, and it’s already metastasized”.
Fuck
“Why don’t you take a few minutes to let this soak in, I’ll come back soon to discuss your treatment options”.
B’s mom follows the Doctor out, leaving me alone with B. I guess she had more questions for him. I lie back in bed and close my eyes, hoping that this is all a bad dream.
TBC
Ok, so waking up in a hospital with bright lights bearing down on me was not exactly the plan for the day. I can’t believe she brought me here; I have to find a way out. There is no way I’m letting a Doctor anywhere near me. It’s not that I hate Doctors; I just know what’s going to happen. Two words. Social Services.
I’ve been running from them for years and I’ll be damned if they’re gonna get me now. I know what’s gonna happen, because I’ve been through this all before. A social worker assigned to my case comes to talk to me, pretends to be my friend till they find out who I am. From then, it’s on to foster care and there’s no way in hell I’m going back to a foster home. Why would B bring me to a hospital anyways? It’s not like I have any money to pay for medical bills, and its completely unnecessary. I have the flu, that’s it, nothing more. Shit, the Doctor is coming in followed by B and her mom; I guess Buffy must have called her.
“And how are we feeling Faith”?
“Well, I don’t know about you but I’m feeling just fine Doc. When can I get out of here”?
He looks at Buffy and her mom, makes me think they know something I don’t. I don’t like it one bit.
“I’m afraid I have some bad news Faith”.
Crap, why do I have a feeling this is going to suck?
“We ran some tests while you were unconscious and they produced some rather interesting results. Can you tell me how long you’ve been having headaches”?
Two months.
“Only about a week or so” Yeah right.
“Hmm, that’s very interesting” He jots something down in my chart while muttering something about fast progression.
“Yeah, real interesting, so what did you find?”
“Well, as I was saying, your test results were rather interesting. We performed a CAT scan of your brain as well and unfortunately we found a mass”
A mass? A MASS? What the fuck is a mass? A mass of brain?
“What kind of Mass”?
“It’s called a glioblastoma, a tumor in your brain”.
“Tumor, like cancer?”
“After doing a quick biopsy, which you were asleep for, we’ve determined the tumor to be malignant, cancerous. There are several treatment options we can discuss but…”
Cancer, holy fuck.
“Back up a second there Doc. There is no way I have cancer, you must have gotten your tests screwed up.”
Slayers don’t get cancer, that’s why we got out special healing powers and shit. I look at Buffy and she looks as shocked as I do. Her mom’s crying though, shit, she doesn’t realize it’s a mistake.
“I’m afraid there’s no mistake Faith. Now, as I was saying before, with this type of cancer…”
I tune out the rest of what he says. Cancer, Jesus.
“Am I gonna die?”
Straight to the point.
“I’m afraid it’s hard to say Faith. The survival rate is very low with this type of cancer, and it’s already metastasized”.
Fuck
“Why don’t you take a few minutes to let this soak in, I’ll come back soon to discuss your treatment options”.
B’s mom follows the Doctor out, leaving me alone with B. I guess she had more questions for him. I lie back in bed and close my eyes, hoping that this is all a bad dream.
TBC