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Author's Note #1: See first chapter for all other story information.
The sound of the phone ringing was noticed only by Fred, and the young woman was quick to answer it. As she realized who was on the other end, a smile lit up her face.
"Hey guys, it's Willow!"
Doyle grinned as he took the phone from Fred, a twinkle in his eye.
"Let me talk to her."
As her husband spoke to Willow, answering the questions that were asked him, Cordelia let out a contented sigh.
Eve gazed at the comatose woman, an unreadable expression on her face, before leaning down and kissing her forehead.
"Sweet dreams, Cordelia Chase."