Xander opened the door and swiftly walked to his bed. He gently layed her down and sat on the bedside.
“Is that…?” Anya trailed off, not sure what to say.
Tara shut the door while Willow came over to see what was wrong. As soon as she saw, she called to Anya, “Anya, get the first-aid kit.”
She did, as she was told.
Cordelia looked up at him and ran a hand down the side of his face, smiling.
“After all these years, you still care.”
“Yeah, Cor. I still do. You’re one of my girls. You’ll always be my Secret Eyes.”
Anya came back with the kit. She gave it to Willow. She stood back a few paces and stared at her wound. Once again, she was hurt. Whenever it came to Cordy being hurt, Xander was so protective of her. She could tell. She had been a Vengeance Demon for two thousand and plus years. She had never seen any guy like Xander.
Xander grabbed a piece of gauze and applied pressure to her stomach wound to stop the bleeding. After he stopped the bleeding, he patched her wound up.
She rolled onto her side.
“Thanks, Xan. You too, Wills.”
“You’re welcome,” Wills said.
Xan smiled at her.
She smiled back.
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