Beta'd by me at 11:15pm while watching Shaun of the Dead (so there may be mistakes, apologies). Thanks for reviews guys, you're all lovely!
Naboo had slept badly, when he had slept that is. He'd kept thinking that he should go and find Tara, talk to her, he'd even got as far as the door a few times, but as soon as he did he'd change his mind – if Tara had wanted to talk to him about this, she wouldn't have run out of the room as though someone had told her Johnny Depp was outside covered in chocolate spread. Or she would've come back to him.
So he waited until the morning. On his way to the kitchen, he saw Vince's door was open. Assuming that it was him Tara had run to last night, Naboo peeked inside for her, but the room was empty. Instead he found Vince in the kitchen, looking strangely happy.
'Where's Tara?' they asked each other. 'You mean she's not with you?' they asked again.
Luckily, Howard and Bollo entered at that moment, preventing Naboo and Vince from looking stupid any longer.
'Tara was with me last night.' Said Howard.
'What?!' asked Vince, more surprised and confused than he had been when he'd found out that Peep Show wasn't a documentary.
'No, not like- she just came into my room, to sleep.' He looked to Naboo. 'She said last night that she'd be gone in the morning.'
Naboo sighed, and slammed a hand against one of the cupboard doors in anger and frustration.
'What the hell's going on?!' Vince practically shouted. 'What was Tara doing in your room, why wasn't she with Naboo?'
'She didn't say.' Replied Howard, looking to Naboo. Bollo had been quiet all this time, and now his keen gorilla eyes had spotted a scribbled note next to the phone, and picked it up. 'Note from Tara.'
Vince and Naboo both reached for it, but Howard got there first.
'Hi guys
I'm going away in the van for a little bit, I need to think about things. I'll let Naboo explain why. Don't worry about me Vince, I'll be fine. I'll give you a call when I'm ready.
Tara x'
Vince frowned at Naboo. 'How can Tara leave, I thought you said something about the spell binding her to you?'
'No Vince, its not like that. The spell binds our life forces together, but not in the way you think; they'll always be a connection, but that's to all of us, and mostly it means that as long as at least one of the four of us and Vienne is alive, Tara won't die, not a natural death anyway. There's nothing in it that'll keep her with me.'
'Alright. So why's she gone? Vince asked, his hands on his hips, waiting for an explanation.
Naboo hung his head. They'd have found out at some point anyway, it might as well be now. 'D'you remember when I came home really late one night, really really drunk?'
Vince thought for a moment. 'Yeah…..'
'That night I…. I'd been thinking about Tara, I couldn't face being without her. I was in this bar, barely on my stool, and this girl comes up to me and starts talking. I didn't think I wanted to talk, but I s'pose I did, I started telling her about Tara, how amazing she was… the girl was nice enough, but not too bright.'
He took another deep breath, wondering if he was about to die from repeated blows to the head with a chelsea boot. 'She was pretty slutty too really, I… I was really, really pissed, but I… ended up having sex with her.'
There was a stunned silence.
'What?' Vince's face hardened and his fists clenched.
Naboo looked up at him sadly, sensing that Vince wanted to punch him into the next millennium for what he'd done. 'Go ahead. I deserve it.'
Vince raised his arm. It is worth noting, at this point, that as Naboo's familiar, Bollo was supposed to defend Naboo whenever anyone looked like they were getting violent. But right now, he just… really didn't feel like it.
Vince was still looking at Naboo, ready to punch him, but then dropped his arm. 'What's the point? You've beaten yourself up over this more than I ever could. Just make it right, yeah?' He retreated to his room.
Naboo blinked a few times, surprised. When he turned, it was to see a fist flying at his face, the force of which sent him stumbling backwards over the sofa.
Howard stood over him, shaking the pain from his hand. 'I don't think you've beaten yourself up enough. Sort this out.'
Naboo nodded, raising his hand to his nose to try and stem the flow of blood.
Don't worry, it's only a little bit of blood. Please review!
