Bring Me to Life
Same disclaimers as always
Chapter Twenty-Eight
"You need to tell them," Dani said.
"I will. It's just," Willow sighed, her fingers scratching at the mark on her chest, "What if they hate me? What if they don't trust me? Heck, I don't even trust me!"
"Do not get all angsty on me. They're all gonna not trust either of us soon if you don't tell them, so take the risk and do it."
"I'll tell Tara. What if she doesn't want me though?"
The brunette grinned, "And why the hell wouldn't she?"
"I'm not her Willow."
"Dummy."
The city looked different from the others she'd been to. Still, she had business here; her master had told her to so.
Her new strength confused her. Her master said she was a slayer now, that somehow the slayer line had been resurrected. From what she understood slayers fought demons. It wasn't that big a change. In fact it helped her.
Her master told her to beware any dreams she had, that It could infect them. She never paid that much attention to them anyway.
"What do you think makes a person a person?"
Tara gave her that adorable little half grin. Cue the swooniness. "The soul?"
"What if someone doesn't have a soul?" She was going to lose her nerve.
"Wouldn't that make them a vampire?"
"Plenty of people who have souls do bad things. It doesn't take a soul to be evil."
"You did what you had to Willow."
"I'm…We're not talking about that."
"I don't think I'm following."
"I have no idea how to explain this." This was not going well. She couldn't think of any good way to explain it." She leaned over toward Tara. "Forgive me."
"What?"
"Sleep."
