Aug. 13th - Scavenging
Title: Scavenging
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen
Word Count: 1,332
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & TWD: S02.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and TWD belongs to someone with expensive lawyers.
Summary: Buffy, Shane, and Otis back it back to the Greene Farm with the medical equipment.Author's Note: Written for Day 13 of the 2019 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Follows ' Another Day', ' Slay Count', and ' Medical Run'.
A/N 3: Happy Left-Hander's Day to all my fellow lefties!
Having caused a sufficient distraction for the two men and sated her own bloodlust a little, she ran back to the high school just in time to see Shane and Otis clear the school further ahead. The latter looked behind before they got out of view but he didn't see her in the dark. Shane kept his attention forward the entire time.
There were still some biters left in the parking lot and she ran into the middle of it while making sure she made enough of a racket to catch their attention. Most of them turned and groaned in greeting before they began shuffling toward her. Twirling her kukris she made quick work of them and then proceeded over to the mobile medical trailer.
The two men had gotten what they came for, but they could always use more medication and bandages. So the first thing she went looking for was bandages, band-aids, disinfectant, antibiotics, vitamins, birth control, prenatal vitamins, disposable gloves and needles, and anything else that looked like it might come in useful. There were even four sealed water bottles.
Everything went into her backpack, which had been enchanted by Tara to be five times its size on the inside. She had gotten the idea after someone in one of their first groups had made a sarcastic comment using a character from the Harry Potter books. Tara hadn't been able to make their backpacks bottomless but enlarging them five times on the inside was still amazing given the circumstances.
As soon as she had gotten what she came for she carefully opened the door to check on the situation outside. A few more biters had come down from the upper parts of the school, but there weren't that many and a few swipes and stabs took care of them.
The next stop was the ambulance on the other side of the parking lot from where they had arrived. Buffy quickly went through it, but there wasn't much. A few packages of bandages and a single bottle of disinfectant was all it yielded.
The two army vehicles and the two police cruisers didn't get her anything in the form of life-saving stuff, but she did collect three handguns and two rifles along with assorted ammunition. The last ambulance, the one Shane and Otis had been hiding in when she drove off as a decoy, turned up disposable gloves and needles, along with a mostly intact first aid kit. There were also three unopened packs of chocolate in the glovebox and the Slayer was almost more happy about that than anything else she had managed to scavenge that day.
After a last look around, including giving the actual school a long look, she took off running back towards the pre-arranged meeting place. Before splitting up they had agreed to meet up at the same place where they had left the truck. After all, it wasn't a very good idea to drive straight into an area you knew was swarming with the undead. Which meant, they had spent nearly ten minutes walking to get to their destination.
When she finally saw the two men in the distance she slowed and set her speed to powerwalking instead. They were sitting in the car arguing over whether or not they should wait the pre-arranged 30 minutes Buffy had given herself or just drive back to the Greene farm. Officer Douchebag, a.k.a. Shane was naturally the one who insisted she was already dead and wouldn't make it back there.
In a petty attempt at payback for that, she decided to sneak up to the car. When she was right beside it she rose just enough so she was level with Shane's head before she began speaking almost directly into his ear. "You're a spineless coward to be so willing to leave me behind."
Otis had seen her just before she opened her mouth, but Shane screamed in genuine fear before he began cursing her out. Satisfied, she just grinned and said, "Let's go, boys, there's a little boy in need of emergency surgery."
She jumped up and got into the cargo bed, and as soon as she was relatively comfortable she patted the cab twice to signal Otis to begin driving. Both Shane's backpack and Otis' bag had been thrown in there as well.
They were lucky and only saw two biters who were shambling around aimlessly by themselves, and they soon lost interest and kept going elsewhere. They saw no living humans and Buffy didn't hear anyone either.
They made it back safely and Mr. Greene started the preparations for the surgery right away. Otis went straight to his wife as soon as he had given his relative? boss? the bag he had with the medical stuff. Shane handed off his backpack and spoke to Rick and Lori.
Buffy went over to Tara who was sitting in the living room with Sophia and her mother. She was of no help when it came to helping the little boy, so the best thing she could do was stay out of the way. After Sophia had shyly given her a hug, and Tara had ensured herself that Buffy was unharmed the witch said, "Mr. Greene has permitted us to stay the night since you went to help get the things he needs for the surgery. He doesn't want us to go wandering at night."
Buffy gave a genuine smile at that. "Did he say where we're going to sleep?"
"There's a guestroom with a king-size bed, we can either share it or someone can find a foldable camping bed for one of us."
"I'm good with sharing unless you want the bed for yourself." Any kind of bed or sort-of soft surface would be of the good at this point, so she wouldn't argue and just left the decision up to her friend.
Then she gave an exaggerated sniff in Tara's direction and added, "You got a shower!" She turned toward the little girl's mother, "Can I get a shower, too? I'm all yucky and sweaty and full of things I'd rather not think about."
Carol didn't belong in the house so she couldn't give permission, but she was willing to ask a few more people to get her permission. Buffy even ended up getting first dibs, much to Shane's annoyance. A brunette woman in her early 20's found towels for her and showed her where the bathroom was before reminding her that there was limited hot water and a lot of people so she had to be fast. A quick but very sincere thank you later and Buffy was in a working bathroom for the first time in over two months.
Her clothing and weapons were removed post-haste and soon she was enjoying the hot water, and it was heavenly. Mindful of Maggie's warning, she got to work and scrubbed every single part of her body twice over before she finally felt clean again.
Searching through her backpack she found some new, unused underwear they'd gotten in a clothing store the week before. Some more rummaging and she had a pair of jeans, socks, and a tank top. Then she finger-combed her hair and called it done. Six months ago she would still have been in the shower adding all kinds of lotions and stuff to her hair, but those days were long gone.
She gave herself a last look in the mirror before collecting her dirty clothes and hanging up the wet towels before exiting the room. Officer Douchebag was pacing the hall outside, holding his own towels so she left the door open and went to speak to Carol.
It turned out they were allowed to use the washer, but she had to wait her turn. Which meant they would finally have clean clothes rather than keep wearing dirty ones or finding new ones somewhere.
After that, it was just a question of waiting to see if the surgery was successful or not.
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen
Word Count: 1,332
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & TWD: S02.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and TWD belongs to someone with expensive lawyers.
Summary: Buffy, Shane, and Otis back it back to the Greene Farm with the medical equipment.Author's Note: Written for Day 13 of the 2019 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Follows ' Another Day', ' Slay Count', and ' Medical Run'.
A/N 3: Happy Left-Hander's Day to all my fellow lefties!
Having caused a sufficient distraction for the two men and sated her own bloodlust a little, she ran back to the high school just in time to see Shane and Otis clear the school further ahead. The latter looked behind before they got out of view but he didn't see her in the dark. Shane kept his attention forward the entire time.
There were still some biters left in the parking lot and she ran into the middle of it while making sure she made enough of a racket to catch their attention. Most of them turned and groaned in greeting before they began shuffling toward her. Twirling her kukris she made quick work of them and then proceeded over to the mobile medical trailer.
The two men had gotten what they came for, but they could always use more medication and bandages. So the first thing she went looking for was bandages, band-aids, disinfectant, antibiotics, vitamins, birth control, prenatal vitamins, disposable gloves and needles, and anything else that looked like it might come in useful. There were even four sealed water bottles.
Everything went into her backpack, which had been enchanted by Tara to be five times its size on the inside. She had gotten the idea after someone in one of their first groups had made a sarcastic comment using a character from the Harry Potter books. Tara hadn't been able to make their backpacks bottomless but enlarging them five times on the inside was still amazing given the circumstances.
As soon as she had gotten what she came for she carefully opened the door to check on the situation outside. A few more biters had come down from the upper parts of the school, but there weren't that many and a few swipes and stabs took care of them.
The next stop was the ambulance on the other side of the parking lot from where they had arrived. Buffy quickly went through it, but there wasn't much. A few packages of bandages and a single bottle of disinfectant was all it yielded.
The two army vehicles and the two police cruisers didn't get her anything in the form of life-saving stuff, but she did collect three handguns and two rifles along with assorted ammunition. The last ambulance, the one Shane and Otis had been hiding in when she drove off as a decoy, turned up disposable gloves and needles, along with a mostly intact first aid kit. There were also three unopened packs of chocolate in the glovebox and the Slayer was almost more happy about that than anything else she had managed to scavenge that day.
After a last look around, including giving the actual school a long look, she took off running back towards the pre-arranged meeting place. Before splitting up they had agreed to meet up at the same place where they had left the truck. After all, it wasn't a very good idea to drive straight into an area you knew was swarming with the undead. Which meant, they had spent nearly ten minutes walking to get to their destination.
When she finally saw the two men in the distance she slowed and set her speed to powerwalking instead. They were sitting in the car arguing over whether or not they should wait the pre-arranged 30 minutes Buffy had given herself or just drive back to the Greene farm. Officer Douchebag, a.k.a. Shane was naturally the one who insisted she was already dead and wouldn't make it back there.
In a petty attempt at payback for that, she decided to sneak up to the car. When she was right beside it she rose just enough so she was level with Shane's head before she began speaking almost directly into his ear. "You're a spineless coward to be so willing to leave me behind."
Otis had seen her just before she opened her mouth, but Shane screamed in genuine fear before he began cursing her out. Satisfied, she just grinned and said, "Let's go, boys, there's a little boy in need of emergency surgery."
She jumped up and got into the cargo bed, and as soon as she was relatively comfortable she patted the cab twice to signal Otis to begin driving. Both Shane's backpack and Otis' bag had been thrown in there as well.
They were lucky and only saw two biters who were shambling around aimlessly by themselves, and they soon lost interest and kept going elsewhere. They saw no living humans and Buffy didn't hear anyone either.
They made it back safely and Mr. Greene started the preparations for the surgery right away. Otis went straight to his wife as soon as he had given his relative? boss? the bag he had with the medical stuff. Shane handed off his backpack and spoke to Rick and Lori.
Buffy went over to Tara who was sitting in the living room with Sophia and her mother. She was of no help when it came to helping the little boy, so the best thing she could do was stay out of the way. After Sophia had shyly given her a hug, and Tara had ensured herself that Buffy was unharmed the witch said, "Mr. Greene has permitted us to stay the night since you went to help get the things he needs for the surgery. He doesn't want us to go wandering at night."
Buffy gave a genuine smile at that. "Did he say where we're going to sleep?"
"There's a guestroom with a king-size bed, we can either share it or someone can find a foldable camping bed for one of us."
"I'm good with sharing unless you want the bed for yourself." Any kind of bed or sort-of soft surface would be of the good at this point, so she wouldn't argue and just left the decision up to her friend.
Then she gave an exaggerated sniff in Tara's direction and added, "You got a shower!" She turned toward the little girl's mother, "Can I get a shower, too? I'm all yucky and sweaty and full of things I'd rather not think about."
Carol didn't belong in the house so she couldn't give permission, but she was willing to ask a few more people to get her permission. Buffy even ended up getting first dibs, much to Shane's annoyance. A brunette woman in her early 20's found towels for her and showed her where the bathroom was before reminding her that there was limited hot water and a lot of people so she had to be fast. A quick but very sincere thank you later and Buffy was in a working bathroom for the first time in over two months.
Her clothing and weapons were removed post-haste and soon she was enjoying the hot water, and it was heavenly. Mindful of Maggie's warning, she got to work and scrubbed every single part of her body twice over before she finally felt clean again.
Searching through her backpack she found some new, unused underwear they'd gotten in a clothing store the week before. Some more rummaging and she had a pair of jeans, socks, and a tank top. Then she finger-combed her hair and called it done. Six months ago she would still have been in the shower adding all kinds of lotions and stuff to her hair, but those days were long gone.
She gave herself a last look in the mirror before collecting her dirty clothes and hanging up the wet towels before exiting the room. Officer Douchebag was pacing the hall outside, holding his own towels so she left the door open and went to speak to Carol.
It turned out they were allowed to use the washer, but she had to wait her turn. Which meant they would finally have clean clothes rather than keep wearing dirty ones or finding new ones somewhere.
After that, it was just a question of waiting to see if the surgery was successful or not.