Title: Three Times The Charm 1/1

Author: VladtheImpish

Rating: Nothing worse than the show.

Summary: Three comas, three questions, one right answer.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, nor do I expect to for many years to come.

A/N: I'm trying something a little different, namely a story that isn't B/X in any way. This is going to be slightly AU and will span from Season Two to Season 5/6. I know it's short, but then again so was Napoleon and he did pretty well for himself.


Three Times The Charm

Sunnydale Hospital
Tuesday 19th May 1998

He sits beside her bed, the only sounds in the room coming from the machinery connected to her. He has never seen her looking quite as peaceful as she does now, but hopes that he never will again if this is the only way it's achieved.

They've known each other for as long as they can remember, he personally can't think of a time when she wasn't a part of her life and he wouldn't have it any other way. They've gone through so much the last couple of years; gained and lost friends, faced death several times and even saved the world. Through it all though they did it together and now, after all this time, he can finally see her the way he always should have.

Now she was in a coma and he's worried that he'll never be able to tell her how he feels, so he musters up his courage and say it to her now.

"I love you Willow."

"Oz?" she mumbles semi-coherently.

Xander stares at her for a moment, blinking back tears, before turning round and leaving the room without saying another word.


Sunnydale Hospital
Tuesday 19th October 1999

He sits beside her bed, the only sounds in the room coming from the machinery connected to her. He has never seen her looking quite as peaceful as she does now, but hopes that he never will again if this is the only way it's achieved.

He's never told the others that he comes to visit her every day; he knows they'll never understand. While their time together had been short, he had felt a connection with her that hadn't left him. In fact it had grown over time into something he had only truly felt twice before.

She had been his first and only; that night he had become a man both physically and mentally. He had opportunities with other women but he declined and until she wakes that won't change.

He suddenly feels an urge to say out loud something that he has thought so many times whilst looking at her sleeping form and has no desire to fight it.

"I love you Faith."

"Buffy?" she mumbles semi-coherently.

Xander stares at her for a moment, blinking back tears, before turning round and leaving the room without saying another word.


Sunnydale Hospital
Tuesday 29th May 2001

He sits beside her bed, the only sounds in the room coming from the machinery connected to her. He has never seen her looking quite as peaceful as she does now, but hopes that he never will again if this is the only way it's achieved.

He would be the first to admit that their relationship is not exactly conventional, but he doubts that he'd ever feel comfortable in a normal relationship; it just wasn't his style.

What began as something purely physical quickly soon went beyond that the more they spent time together. Watching her experience humanity for the first time in over a thousand years reawakened his own lust for life and ignited something so much more.

It was a feeling that he feared, even if it was a feeling that most would cherish. He had felt this feeling before and each time it hadn't been returned, he wasn't sure if he was willing to voice his feelings again. He wasn't sure if he could cope if he was rebuked a third time, the wounds still hadn't fully healed from before.

"I love you Anya."

"Xander?" she mumbles semi-coherently.

Xander stares at her for a moment, blinking back tears, before sitting on the edge of the bed and taking her hand in his.

"Yeah, it's me."

The End