Prayers

By Rose Williams

Rated PG

Spoilers, vague for season seven of Buffy.

I own nothing in this.

Written for the drabble challenge ‘punishment’
on the livejournal community open_on_sundays, but too late to post.

Exactly 100 words.

 

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Kennedy knelt beside Willow’s bed, as she did some
nights, to pray.

“Lord, please keep me safe from harm that I might
fulfil my duty, amen.”

She crawled beneath the covers and waited for her witch to
come to bed. There was always tension before a fight.

She remembered her prayer eighteen months later as she sat
beside Willow’s bed in a hospital in Rio, not listening to the doctors
telling her there was a reasonable chance. If the falling masonry had hit her
instead….

She remembered that adage; ‘when the gods wish to
punish us, they answer our prayers.’