Lucky girl

"You okay?" Xander asked Buffy as she hobbled along beside him.

"Feeling fine." Buffy grumbled up at him.

"I only ask cause you look like-"

"Dont you dare finish that sentence, Xander Harris!" Buffy jabbed a finger at him.

"Pain. I was going to say pain. It looks like you are in pain." Xander held his hands up, palms out for a second, risking dropping Giles from where he was slung over his shoulders.

Buffy let out an aggravated grunt at that.

"Look, lets sit at the bus bench and take a minute. Okay?" Xander motioned his head towards the public transportation stop.

Buffy let out an agreeable grunt and hobbled over to the bench faster than Xander. Sitting she hissed and tried to prop up her right leg.

Setting Giles down on the remaining free space of the bench Xander turned and stood in front of Buffy. "So how bad is it? Want me to kiss it and make it better?"

Buffy gave him a mock glare and then rolled her eyes. "It hurts. Feels like a bruise down to the bone."

"Eeeesh. Bone bruise. Nasty." Xander commiserated. "But no cuts or lacerations nothing that needs to worry about infections?"

Buffy looked herself over and shook her head. "No. Nothing like that despite being thrown into that armoire."

"Not even a splinter? Lucky girl." Xander joked.

Buffed huffed out a laugh as she leaned into the back of the bench.

"I meant it." Xander said. "You are a very lucky girl, Buff."

"Oh yeah, I'm positively blessed." Buffy laughed.

"Hey, of the three Slayers I've known you are the only one that's still active. Thats gotta count for something."

Buffy groaned "I dunno Xander, a coma sounds really good right now. Just uninterrupted sleep? Sign me up. I need me some beauty rest. Maybe I'll wake up with a new attitude."

"I'm sure all that beauty rest means that when Faith wakes up she'll be an entirely new person. Chipper and up beat, forgive and forget, minds her manners, a real people person and people pleaser." Xander said with a smile. "And with a whole new fashion sense. Dresses, nothing but dresses in pastel colors. Lots of pink. And flip flops or slippers, no more boots for Faith."

Buffy laughed. "That would be awesome to see."

"We'll find out when she wakes up."

Buffy shook her head, "If she wakes up."

"Slayer healing. It's gonna happen eventually. Could be tomorrow could be ten years from now. But me? If I were a betting man? I'd say sooner than later."

Buffy snorted.

"Tomorrow is a good a day as any for Faith to wake up." Xander defended.

"Yeah, well, heres hoping Faith is a better person when she wakes up then when she went to sleep." Buffy murmurred remembering her final fight with her fellow slayer.

"Fingers crossed." Xander held up his crossed fingers. "Hows the leg?"

"The pain is a dull throb." Buffy answered. "Lets get going."

Bending down to grab Giles Xander called out, "Okay, Ramblers lets get rambling."