walks_two_paths | Later Sunday Night, Room 217

After the Great Destruction of the Teddy Bear of Evil(TM), Savannah had ~~handwavily~~ left the bear in Prue's care. She still wanted to set the damn thing on fire.

However, some things were more important -- like getting to her room before she collapsed in front of Prue. Her friend had enough things on her mind, and she didn't plan to add herself to that list.

She was cussing herself out for being an idiot.

She should have gotten treated and taken care of last night, but she had been too stubborn and scared to go to the clinic.

Everything was hurting and her headache had gotten steadily worse. She wouldn't be surprised if she had a concussion.

Of course, depleting her energy yesterday and then overdoing it tonight on the damn bear had made things worse.

She got to her room and inside the door before she felt everything spinning around her. She made it to the bed and grabbed the phone to dial a number.

[[OOC: For the mother and the boyfriend.]]

Current Mood: drained

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Eve was there as soon as she could get down the flights of stairs. She let herself into the room. "Oh, God," she said, seeing Savannah on the bed. "What happened?"

Savannah was slumped over on her side.

"Hurts," she said in a very soft voice. "Got in a fight yesterday, knock back and force bolt spells in rapid succession... hurt bad... didn't sleep... destroyed an evil bear using anti-barrier spell after anti-barrier spell." She swallowed thickly. "Is Johnny okay?"

Edited Date: 2008-04-07 03:21 am (UTC)

"I don't know," Eve said, brushing her daughter's hair back from her face. "I'll find out after I take care of you. How bad is the pain?"

"Feel like my head is trying to tear itself apart from the inside," she said thickly. "My entire body feels weak."

"Okay, honey," Eve whispered. "Okay. Where's the book I left with Johnny? Have you seen it?"

"Probably the desk... didn't get a chance..." Savannah closed her eyes.

Eve looked around and found the grimoire sitting on the desk. She grabbed it, returned to the bed, and started paging through it almost frantically with one hand, the other hand repeatedly going through the motions and casting a sorcerer healing spell.

"I'm a brave Teddy Bear Slayer," Savannah laughed weakly. "We killed an evil bear."

"Evil teddy bear bastard," Eve said, letting out a sound as she found the spell she'd wanted. One of the ones that definitely fell into the category of 'don't do this unless you're properly prepared.'

"Okay, honey. This is gonna make you feel stronger," she said, turning so that she could touch Savannah's forehead with one hand. She was so not telling her daughter that she was doing an energy transfer spell.

Yes, telling Savannah that would cause her to freak out in a very big way.

"Chris doesn't like me anymore and I don't know why..."

Because she wasn't about to tell her mom that it was Wyatt that did this to her.

"Do I need to hurt him?" she asked, even as her fingers traced the motions that sent energy flowing from her into Savannah.

"No. Enough people have gotten hurt in the last few days."

"Okay," Eve said. "Just making sure."

She smiled. "Talked to Johnny yesterday," she said, fingers still doing the spell. "He's a good man." Because you couldn't call someone with that kind of love and devotion a boy.

The pain was easing and she was getting drowsy. "Talked about what?"

[[OOC: Falling over. SP?]]

"The stuff you told me. How he feels like an outsider." She smiled gently. "Wrote a lot of stuff in here that's for him as much as it is for you. Anecdotes, explanations of what things mean, stuff like that. So he can understand the theory of your magic, even if he can't understand the actuality."

[SP is love. *props you up*]

"Thank you for that, Mom." She smiled a little. "He... I can't explain how important it is to me that he knows who I am and how important he is..."

"You don't need to, baby girl." Eve smiled. "I already know." She pulled her hand away from Savannah's forehead. "There you go." She stifle a yawn.

"You should sleep, Mom."

"I will," Eve promised. "Soon."

Johnny came in as soon as he left the beach, leaving Wyatt in Isabel's capable hands. His body temperature was still so very hot, and he moved towards the bed, his eyes worried.

"It's over."

"He's himself... not...?" Not the guy who tried to kill me?

Edited Date: 2008-04-07 03:15 am (UTC)

"It's over," he repeated. "Wyatt is himself and whoever he was before, he's gone, Savannah. It's over, sweetheart." He had to be next to her and stepping away from the bed, he stripped from his suit, pulled on a pair of sweats, and crawled up next to her, looking down at her as he braced himself with his elbow.

[...one more time :D]

She didn't start tearing up in relief -- except that she totally did.

She reached up to touch him. "You? Isabel?"

"We're good," he took her into his arms. "We're good, sweetheart. Both of us."

"We killed the spell on the teddy bear," Savannah whispered, holding him.

"Teddy bear? Tell me that's a metaphor for, I dunno, ugly demon doll or something?"

Her laugh was sad and weak. "God, I wish. A demon put a curse on a teddy bear from Wyatt's childhood. I had to use spell after spell on it to break the curse."

"Jesus, and I thought I had issues," he murmured, trailing his hand down her arm, across her back and between her shoulder blades, carefully, gently, in an attempt to comfort her.

"M-mom did a spell to make me feel a little stronger," she murmured. "You need to tell me if he hurt you so I can fix it."

Johnny was sore, but he wasn't hurt. "I'm good, sweetheart. I just want you better. Aside from your mom helping you, is there anything I can do?" He hated feeling helpless...

"In the morning... in the morning will you take me to the clinic? I might have a concussion."

[[Falling over sweetie. SP tomorrow?]]

That totally took him back. "Y-yeah..." he clung a little tighter to her.

[ me too and SP is wonderful! ]

"I don't want to go tonight because I need to be holding you." She was a little clingy with him, too. "I am so glad you're okay."

His heart beat hard, and he trembled with the nerves to quell the part of him that wanted to pick her up and take her to the clinic right this very minute.

"I'll not leave you; I'll be here all night and in the morning, first thing, I'm taking you to the clinic."

Savannah leaned against him. She could feel some of the tension in him and she was worried. "Eve told me that you guys had a nice talk the other day." She wasn't sure which day it was. "She says you are a good man. Man not boy."

He smiled a little at that. "She's something, your mom," he said quietly, trying to relax. "You're lucky Savannah, to have her."

Savannah was struggling to keep her focus on Johnny's voice. "I am... and lucky to have you, too." She snuggled against him. "So glad you're not afraid of me."

The pain and the exhaustion was probably making her say things she wouldn't normally reveal.

Those words caught him off guard and he held her closer. "Shh, close your eyes sweetheart... sleep. We'll go to the clinic in the morning."

But what did she mean... not afraid of me...

"Leah... Leah once told me that everyone would be afraid to get close to me because of who I am... because I'm a witch and a sorcerer... said no one would ever accept me as a person and not a weapon..." She sighed a little. "Is the door locked?"

"Leah lied to you because I'm here, aren't I? And I love you and will not leave you, Savannah. Trust me in this. I'm here and I'm going no where." Her sigh nearly broke his heart. "The door's locked, baby."

"Leah wanted me to think that I could only trust her... she didn't like that... love you..." Savannah finally gave up trying to keep awake and she went limp against Johnny's chest as she gave into sleep and unconsciousness.

He was going to reply, reassure her, but he felt her go limp and he'd never been so worried about her as he was now. "I love you," he whispered, as he stroked her hair, her arm, and it was sometime later before Johnny finally dozed off.

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