Hiya! Another chapter as promised. I've tinkered with this long enough and decided to post it. Saw Daybreakers and I must say it was extremely violent. Lots of blood. Me and my friends were the only people who found the movie somewhat funny in the theater. How do we know this? We were the only one's laughing. This chapter has a bit of cursing which is why i made this T. Now my thanks: mmooch, Courtney Lynn D., Lshcub, jupitersthunder, piecesofyourheart, blue talith, deathgeonous, Belle Morte Rising, casully try, and rlbdo. This is non checked so expect oddly placed words.
Disclaimer: Someone said i owned this? LIES!! I only own the laptop uploading these stories. Who said it? Liar!
Chapter 8
Tara followed Buffy as she led her into another bedroom that she passed on her way to the dinning room. Buffy sat her on the soft bed and started looking through a set of drawers. "What size pants do you wear?" The question caught her off guard and she just stared at Buffy who watched back expectantly. "Well?" Tara snapped out of her, what she was calling her 'Buffy induced daze' "S-seven." Buffy went back to looking in the drawer. "This should do it."
She handed Tara a pair of plain blue jeans and another shirt. The jeans were form fitting which was something she rarely wore. The shirt was black with a smiley face that had fangs. Above the smiley face it said "I won't bite." Below the smiley face it said, "But didn't say I would nibble a bit." If this wasn't such a serious situation she would have laughed. The shirt was tighter than the first two but it didn't make her uncomfortable.
Buffy handed her a leather jacket and a pair of sneakers. She looked up just in time to see Buffy drop her robe. She wore nothing but a pair of lace underwear. No bra. Lots of smooth, pale, perfect skin. Tara turned bright red once again. "Goddess! My poor libido cant take this!" Tara blushed even more brightly at her own thoughts and quickly turned away, if she had looked at Buffy's face she would have seen the amused smirk on her face.
Tara concentrated intensely on her shoe laces trying to ignore the sound of rustling clothes and the images that her mind conjured up with her and Buffy. After a few moments of quiet staring at her shoes she looked up at a waiting, fully dressed, Buffy. It finally occurred to Tara that she didn't know why she was getting dressed.
"If we want to get to Sunnydale soon then we need to get your stuff from that house tonight. Before sun up." Buffy explained after seeing the confused look on Tara's face. Her face instantly paled. Cool hands pulled her face to meet calm hazel. "I'll protect you." Tara never felt so comforted by so few words. This girl, no vampire just told her she'd protect her. And she never felt safer.
Once Buffy made sure Tara was calm she pulled her out the room and to the, what she assumed was the back door. The sun has already fully set leaving the house in almost complete darkness. The door actually led to the garage. There was probably the most expensive car she had ever seen. "I hope you don't mind but I didn't want to bring a car that stood out to much." Buffy let out she pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the doors.
They were riding Tesla Roadster Sports. It was completely black with only 2 seats. It cost as more than a doctors salary for an entire year without taxes and this was not standing out to much? Since her father and brother were well men sports and car magazines were the only things in things outside her room to read. She remembered her brother and his friends talking about this car.
Slipping into the passenger side she looked around. Most of the inside was black with a few well placed cream strips. There wasn't a gear shift it was replaced by buttons that lit up green when Buffy turned on the engine. The garage door opened letting cool air hit their faces. The roof of the car pulled back. "I hope you don't mind but I like the wind in my hair when I ride." Buffy's voice sounded sheepish but her face was determined.
Buffy pushed the drive button. "Hold on." Buffy stepped on the gas and peeled out of the garage. She easily maneuvered the gravel drive way and pulled one of those sharp turns you see in movies with car chases, on to the main street tires surely leaving marks on the asphalt.
Buffy and Tara sat staring at a two story house in the darkness of the night inside the black car. It looked ordinary enough but for Tara it held mostly painful memories. Physical and mentally. The house was completely black, no sign of life. Though Buffy had promised that she would protect her but seeing the house brought out old feelings. Her breathing became shallow. So many things could go completely wrong.
"Tara. Tara. Tara!" Buffy's sudden yell shook her out of her stupor. "Listen to me." Buffy commanded seeing as Tara seemed to have almost completely receded into herself. Letting the fear almost completely overtake her like earlier. "You have to immediately invite me in after you walk inside. If you don't I can not enter. I can not help you if you don't invite me in." Tara stared into her eyes and slowly nodded. They got out the car and walk towards the porch Buffy in the lead, cautiously watching their surroundings for any surprises.
The house loomed over them, giving off a sense of foreboding. Tara slowly walked up the steps. She stared at the white door the paint starting to peel. Bending down Tara pulled the spare key from under the welcome mat.
Buffy didn't hear a sound coming from the house which made her uneasy for some reason. Like she was missing something. The blond vampire hated not knowing what's ahead. Not knowing is what got people hurt or worse killed. Just before Tara opened the door she hear it. A small creak by the door. "NO!!" It was too late Tara's father, so she assumed, swung open the door and grabbed the younger blond by her arm and pulled her in. Buffy tried to follow but the uninvited rule still applied and was flung back by an invisible force.
Buffy quickly stood up and starting shouting, "Tara! You have to say it! Invite me in! Please!" Tara was to frozen to do or say anything. Her body went into shock. Her worst nightmare was coming to fruition before her very eyes "It's your fault he's in the hospital!" Daniel McClay yelled in his daughter's face, hatred and anger marring average looks. He backhanded her sending her flying into the floor. "You and your damn mother are demons. I should have taken care of you both years ago. No the bitch had to leave me with you after she died of cancer!" Tara sat there holding her swelling cheek in stunned silence. Daniel kicked Tara in her healing ribs but she was too numb to feel it. "Don't worry I'll make sure you'll join your mother in hell!" Buffy stood outside shaking in cold fury. She could only watch as he continued to hit Tara.
Tara slowly came back to earth in a world of pain. She called out the second person in her entire life to care for her, "Buffy come in…" she passed out but it was enough. Buffy was on Daniel faster than the man could blink. His face showed so much shock to see Buffy standing there that she almost laughed. But one glance at the unconscious Tara and her vision turned red "How dare you… HOW FUCKING DARE YOU DO THIS TO YOUR OWN DAUGHTER!!!" Buffy was slowly losing herself to the demon she had locked down. With one swing of her arm he went flying into the nearest wall. "I'm going to show you a real demon." The wall cracked because of the pressure of the body hitting it.
Daniel looked up at the face of what he could only call a monster. A ridged face, blood thirsty yellow eyes, and fangs. All grinning manically. She picked him up by this throat and threw him into another wall. Walking towards him like an animal stalking its prey she continued to taunt him, "I should kill you but that would be to fast. Yes to fast. People like you don't deserve mercy." her grin spread causing his terror to go along with it. "I knew it." he stuttered out. "All of you are a bunch of demons." the grin slid off her face only to be replaced by anger. Cold raging anger.
"You think she's a demon? Don't make me laugh. She was protecting you from the real demons you pitiful man. Now that you've lost her protection demons shall come one day and feast on your soul, or what's left of it. You've treated her with cruelty that is only shown in demons now they shall come for you. I shall be the first." Daniel shook uncontrollably. Buffy laughed hard on the inside. You could see the implications float across his face as her words sunk in. "NO! SHE'S THE DEMON!" his voice was loud but his firm conviction was crumbling. He was only trying to convince himself now.
"You don't believe what is right in front of you face." She walked forward and Daniel tried to scramble back but realized that he was against a wall with nowhere to go. Inside Buffy fought the demon that roared for his blood. His death. Then she came to a compromise. "I've decided not to kill you." The relief flooded Daniel's face until he saw that the grin didn't leave "I'm going to mark you. The mark of the beast shall suit you well. But where." The look of relief instantly was replaced with horror. She was still in game face and tapped a clawed finger on her chin. A sinister smirk formed. "How about where everyone can see."
Buffy grabbed his face with one hand in an unbreakable grip. He was unlucky. Any neighbors were a few miles or someone would have heard his screams.
~~ Sometime later ~~
Tara woke up to something cold and wet on her cheek. Everything came back in a flash and she tried to sit up but the pain in her ribs instantly made her rethink that decision and she gasped in pain. "Now now you should be moving so quickly your ribs are bruised again and you might have a cracked one also." came a cool voice from her left. Buffy was staring at her with worried eyes but there was also anger behind that worry. "What h-h-happened t-to…" Buffy's eyes went cold. The look sent shiver down Tara's spine making her realized that Buffy although was kind still wasn't human. "He will never bother you again. Ever" Seeing the look on Tara's face Buffy immediately softened and backed away. "H-he's n-not h-here--" She couldn't finish the sentence. Though her question asked one thing her eyes asked another.
"I didn't kill him if that's what your asking. I wanted to though." the last part was more to herself her voice full of self disgust. She could feel the dark pleasure for what she did. Buffy hated herself for wanting to kill the man who called himself Tara's father but at the same time knew Daniel McClay got what ever he deserved. Tara instantly realized her mistake and, despite the pain, moved to pull the blond into another embrace. "I'm sorry." came her whispered apology. Buffy didn't speak for a moment. Letting the warmth Tara emitted seep into her. "You shouldn't be moving. You could further injure yourself." Buffy said lamely.
Tara could tell that was Buffy's way of saying telling her not to worry. Tara smiled while Buffy fussed over her ribs. Buffy made her lay back down. Tara took time to take in her surroundings. It was the spare bedroom in her soon to be old house. The sound of tearing fabric caught her attention. Buffy was tearing a familiar black shirt. Looking down she turned tomato red.
Buffy taken off her shirt to check her injuries sometime while she was sleeping and she was now in her bra.
Tara continued to turn red and started to sputter. Buffy gave her sly grin. "I don't know why your so shy you do have a wonderful body. And it does look great in lace." Tara buried her face in her hands beyond embarrassed. Buffy chuckled and sat Tara up. Blue eyes flew open in surprise at the sudden lift while Buffy ignored the sudden gasp and wrapped her ribs. She did it with such a tenderness it was as if she was afraid that Tara would break before her.
After a few wraps she was done and inspected her work. "It will do for now. Till I can get you back and properly wrapped this will have to be it." She stood up and carefully picked up Tara bridal style. Her blush, which had started to recede came back full force. "We're going to grabbed everything of value to you and take it out to the car and if I can help it your never going to return to this hell hole."
They spent the next hour or so finding everything and bringing it out to Buffy's trunk. Tara even found some of her mother's lost stuff she thought her father had thrown away. "Is that everything?" Tara nodded. "Then time to go." Tara looked back at the place she once called home as Buffy pulled off. All the more glad to have closed that chapter in her life.
"This is it McClay time to start a whole new life and this time I will make the story happier…" TBC…
Well I'm so glad to have finally ended the whole meeting Tara arc. This took forever but I did it. Now to start anew. Just like Tara things are going to change. But for the better or worse who knows. Well maybe I do but that's just telling and I don't want to do that yet. Now its time to press that button and tell me your thoughts. Please?
