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REUNITED WE STAND
Had she heard him correctly? 'Demonsight'? If so it wasn't working. "I'm still blind." She said to whistler. When he turned back to her he noticed her eyes. They were block white without pupils or any colour whatsoever.
"Trust me, your human sight is gone, no magic can return it. The demon sight I gave works like a bat's sonar. You now possess your own magic as well as the ability to channel that around you. Look deep inside you will find that light. Reach out with it. Feel what's around you." Tara's lids closed on the useless eyes she'd had during life. She extended with that light she found and it created an image in her mind. It was sharp and she could sense all around in three dimensions.
"And that is why it's so hard to creep up on a Zorrel. Walk to that stone." She followed the demons pointed finger to the gravestone, extending her hand to touch the epitaph carved into it. Instantly the words were in her mind.
"Wow, that will save time researching in the magic box." Her smile changed to worry as she had a thought "If I have my own magic, like Willow, will I get ." she paused.
"Addicted, out of control? No, you are in complete control as if you were born with it." The experience I stripped from the Zorrel soul will see to that. He dismissed that thought.
"How will Dawn get her power?"
"You never stray far from the point do you, Witch?"
"Not really, I just like to know what I'm facing."
"Originally the Key was created as a way of moving between dimensions, now that it is human, is Dawn, the power will change the dimension that it occupies in the same way the most powerful magic can."
"When the portal was opened it needed blood."
"The 'magic' won't. She merely needs to learn how to control her thoughts and feelings to channel the power. A word of warning though she does not need potions or power cores for spells, a simple word, gesture and thought will be all." The Witch knew that meant a very potent power, Willow had been the same. "Now we must go, I have to deliver you to your friends." Tara panicked.
"Not all at once, I'm not sure I could deal, I need one of them to be with me from the start."
"Then choose your first." The Demon would have put money on guessing who it would be.
"Xander" And he would have lost that money in a heartbeat.
"Why?"
"He'll accept me quickest, Buffy will be suspicious, Dawn may panic and Willow ."
"Well we'd better go." She was glad she didn't have to finish that sentence.
The demon took her hand and she felt and 'saw' the scenery shimmer from a graveyard to a bedroom with a figure standing facing away from them. "Now, my lady, you are on your own." He whispered into her ear as he shimmered away.
The figure was Xander; she could feel his personality and his feelings. It looked like this gift had a touch of the empathic about it too. The figure turned.
"Hey Tara, sorry but I'm changing, I know that you aren't interested in me but I feel." She smiled as he gasped. "You're dead. You can't be alive, we found you . and we buried you." He picked up something from the bed. It was a cross. She still smiled.
"Put it down Xander, I'm not a vampire, I'm real." She held out her arm. "See? I've got a tan and." Her hand touched the one holding the cross. "I'm warm."
He relaxed. Then he threw the cross onto the bed and pulled the girl into a hug. "How did you get back? How long have you got?" He let go of her and as she started to breath again he finished. "What was it like?"
"I'm back for life, I can't describe where I was because it's beyond human understanding and I'll explain everything else when the others are around. I came to you first because I need your help in convincing the others I'm real and safe."
"That's easy." He gave her the cross and smiled, she couldn't see the smile but she didn't need to. She could have known he was up to mischief even if she weren't empathic. "But I've got one question, why haven't your eyes opened the whole time you've been here?"
She shrugged "I'm blind but I'll explain later. I can feel my way around. I don't need a guide." She sensed his shock and concern. "Don't look at me like that, just get on with that joke you were cooking up." Even though she had moved over to the dresser she faced directly to him and smiled.
He shook himself. "OK let's get going, quiet down the stairs." He took her arm and they moved down to the living room. "Stay here." Before he could go she grabbed his sleeve with one movement. She had to know a couple of things.
"How long has it been? Since I got . Since I went." She finished weakly.
"Seven months all told." That long? Then that would mean she.
"So is Will. Has she?" She felt confusion from the man.
"Found someone?" He asked
"Well yeah."
He laughed quietly. "Tara, you were, are, the love of her life. I still haven't got over it. She probably wouldn't if you gave her two years. Your girl's still yours." He put his hand on her shoulder for a moment. "Look's to me like you are meant to be together." He removed his hand and moved his head to look up at the ceiling. "Now it's time to put some joy into some friends lives." He looked back at her. "And have some fun of my own at the same time."
She listened as he moved silently up the stairs. For a couple of moments she heard nothing then:
"ROLE CALL, WAKEY WAKEY, ALL SLAYERS, KEYS, WITCHES and your hansom human host INTO THE DINING ROOM NOW!"
Tara suppressed a giggle as she heard various moans and objections being raised. "Yes my darling Dawn, I'm sure you will but I'm pretty sure my news will be more interesting than any dream you are having even if it is about me." The witch could sense something in his words, more than comedy or sarcasm and it was returned in her reply. She recognised it. Was it.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the bang and crash of Xander herding the women down the stairs and straight into the room across the hall.
"XANDER! If you do not tell me what this is about, right now, I will give you such a." he cut her off.
"Now, now Buff. Temper, temper, I don't want you to say or do something I'll regret." Tara extended her 'sight' across the hall and into the room where her friends were. She could even see round corners with it. Xander was standing in front of the seated group deciding how to break the news. He suddenly spoke before he could bottle out.
"I would like to make an announcement. I want to tell you all how sick I was of fighting the forces of evil for the powers without any sign of reward or help. That thought was strengthened seven months ago when we buried one our own, not for the first time and she was one of the strongest links in our chain. I was sick of it." Buffy went to speak but was silenced by a look from the man. Willow suddenly looked directly at Xander. "I felt that way until about twenty minutes ago. It's time we got our reward and I could think of nothing better than seeing that friend again."
Tara suddenly realised Willow could feel her.
The red haired Witch's voice was even and unemotional. "What have you done?" She thinks he's resurrected me. She's furious.
"I have done nothing. The Powers That Be, in their infinite wisdom, have seen fit to finally give us small glimmer of hope. After all our sacrifice we have a reward." The confused looks on Dawn and Buffy's faces didn't change. He called into the living room. "It's time." That was her cue.
She started walking.
Buffy shot up from her seat. "NO WAY!" Dawn with her back to the entrance couldn't see what her sister ha reacted to. She turned and her jaw dropped.
"It's me, the powers thought I'd be more of a help alive than dead" She smiled. "Whistler did the actual deed though." The Slayer and her sister both looked at Xander who nodded. Dawn got up and melted into Tara's arms with an emotional release she didn't even know she had needed. Tara stood there holding the young woman in her arms. She let go and Tara thought that she would test a theory. She leaned into Dawn and whispered into her ear "I know about you and Xander." The feeling of shock that emanated from the Slayer's sister confirmed her suspicions. She tuned back to the room and got a nod from Buffy. This was a sign of acceptance that only the Scoobies got.
Then she turned to Willow, still seated at the table. For the first time since her resurrection, she stuttered. " H-hey Will, h-how've you been."
"How long are you back for?" Tara thought now she knew why she always stayed to the point, Willow always had.
"As long as l-life."
"For ever?"
"Y-yeah"
"Your eyes?" Everyone turned as they realised that she hadn't opened her eyes since she entered.
"My price for resurrection. Whistler gave me a gift of sight though, I'm blind but I've got a kind of magical sonar."
The silence returned then Willow stood, walked over to Tara with a blank face, stared at her for a few moments as if searching for something. Then, ever so slowly, she melted into her arms, thanking the powers with every breath as tears fell down her face. As the two Witches reunited, Xander Buffy and Dawn all silently left to allow them to get reacquainted.
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A/N Well that's chapter four, as always all comments bad or good are welcome vie Reviews or email. Hope to hear from you soon more to come so keep reading. :-)
REUNITED WE STAND
Had she heard him correctly? 'Demonsight'? If so it wasn't working. "I'm still blind." She said to whistler. When he turned back to her he noticed her eyes. They were block white without pupils or any colour whatsoever.
"Trust me, your human sight is gone, no magic can return it. The demon sight I gave works like a bat's sonar. You now possess your own magic as well as the ability to channel that around you. Look deep inside you will find that light. Reach out with it. Feel what's around you." Tara's lids closed on the useless eyes she'd had during life. She extended with that light she found and it created an image in her mind. It was sharp and she could sense all around in three dimensions.
"And that is why it's so hard to creep up on a Zorrel. Walk to that stone." She followed the demons pointed finger to the gravestone, extending her hand to touch the epitaph carved into it. Instantly the words were in her mind.
"Wow, that will save time researching in the magic box." Her smile changed to worry as she had a thought "If I have my own magic, like Willow, will I get ." she paused.
"Addicted, out of control? No, you are in complete control as if you were born with it." The experience I stripped from the Zorrel soul will see to that. He dismissed that thought.
"How will Dawn get her power?"
"You never stray far from the point do you, Witch?"
"Not really, I just like to know what I'm facing."
"Originally the Key was created as a way of moving between dimensions, now that it is human, is Dawn, the power will change the dimension that it occupies in the same way the most powerful magic can."
"When the portal was opened it needed blood."
"The 'magic' won't. She merely needs to learn how to control her thoughts and feelings to channel the power. A word of warning though she does not need potions or power cores for spells, a simple word, gesture and thought will be all." The Witch knew that meant a very potent power, Willow had been the same. "Now we must go, I have to deliver you to your friends." Tara panicked.
"Not all at once, I'm not sure I could deal, I need one of them to be with me from the start."
"Then choose your first." The Demon would have put money on guessing who it would be.
"Xander" And he would have lost that money in a heartbeat.
"Why?"
"He'll accept me quickest, Buffy will be suspicious, Dawn may panic and Willow ."
"Well we'd better go." She was glad she didn't have to finish that sentence.
The demon took her hand and she felt and 'saw' the scenery shimmer from a graveyard to a bedroom with a figure standing facing away from them. "Now, my lady, you are on your own." He whispered into her ear as he shimmered away.
The figure was Xander; she could feel his personality and his feelings. It looked like this gift had a touch of the empathic about it too. The figure turned.
"Hey Tara, sorry but I'm changing, I know that you aren't interested in me but I feel." She smiled as he gasped. "You're dead. You can't be alive, we found you . and we buried you." He picked up something from the bed. It was a cross. She still smiled.
"Put it down Xander, I'm not a vampire, I'm real." She held out her arm. "See? I've got a tan and." Her hand touched the one holding the cross. "I'm warm."
He relaxed. Then he threw the cross onto the bed and pulled the girl into a hug. "How did you get back? How long have you got?" He let go of her and as she started to breath again he finished. "What was it like?"
"I'm back for life, I can't describe where I was because it's beyond human understanding and I'll explain everything else when the others are around. I came to you first because I need your help in convincing the others I'm real and safe."
"That's easy." He gave her the cross and smiled, she couldn't see the smile but she didn't need to. She could have known he was up to mischief even if she weren't empathic. "But I've got one question, why haven't your eyes opened the whole time you've been here?"
She shrugged "I'm blind but I'll explain later. I can feel my way around. I don't need a guide." She sensed his shock and concern. "Don't look at me like that, just get on with that joke you were cooking up." Even though she had moved over to the dresser she faced directly to him and smiled.
He shook himself. "OK let's get going, quiet down the stairs." He took her arm and they moved down to the living room. "Stay here." Before he could go she grabbed his sleeve with one movement. She had to know a couple of things.
"How long has it been? Since I got . Since I went." She finished weakly.
"Seven months all told." That long? Then that would mean she.
"So is Will. Has she?" She felt confusion from the man.
"Found someone?" He asked
"Well yeah."
He laughed quietly. "Tara, you were, are, the love of her life. I still haven't got over it. She probably wouldn't if you gave her two years. Your girl's still yours." He put his hand on her shoulder for a moment. "Look's to me like you are meant to be together." He removed his hand and moved his head to look up at the ceiling. "Now it's time to put some joy into some friends lives." He looked back at her. "And have some fun of my own at the same time."
She listened as he moved silently up the stairs. For a couple of moments she heard nothing then:
"ROLE CALL, WAKEY WAKEY, ALL SLAYERS, KEYS, WITCHES and your hansom human host INTO THE DINING ROOM NOW!"
Tara suppressed a giggle as she heard various moans and objections being raised. "Yes my darling Dawn, I'm sure you will but I'm pretty sure my news will be more interesting than any dream you are having even if it is about me." The witch could sense something in his words, more than comedy or sarcasm and it was returned in her reply. She recognised it. Was it.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the bang and crash of Xander herding the women down the stairs and straight into the room across the hall.
"XANDER! If you do not tell me what this is about, right now, I will give you such a." he cut her off.
"Now, now Buff. Temper, temper, I don't want you to say or do something I'll regret." Tara extended her 'sight' across the hall and into the room where her friends were. She could even see round corners with it. Xander was standing in front of the seated group deciding how to break the news. He suddenly spoke before he could bottle out.
"I would like to make an announcement. I want to tell you all how sick I was of fighting the forces of evil for the powers without any sign of reward or help. That thought was strengthened seven months ago when we buried one our own, not for the first time and she was one of the strongest links in our chain. I was sick of it." Buffy went to speak but was silenced by a look from the man. Willow suddenly looked directly at Xander. "I felt that way until about twenty minutes ago. It's time we got our reward and I could think of nothing better than seeing that friend again."
Tara suddenly realised Willow could feel her.
The red haired Witch's voice was even and unemotional. "What have you done?" She thinks he's resurrected me. She's furious.
"I have done nothing. The Powers That Be, in their infinite wisdom, have seen fit to finally give us small glimmer of hope. After all our sacrifice we have a reward." The confused looks on Dawn and Buffy's faces didn't change. He called into the living room. "It's time." That was her cue.
She started walking.
Buffy shot up from her seat. "NO WAY!" Dawn with her back to the entrance couldn't see what her sister ha reacted to. She turned and her jaw dropped.
"It's me, the powers thought I'd be more of a help alive than dead" She smiled. "Whistler did the actual deed though." The Slayer and her sister both looked at Xander who nodded. Dawn got up and melted into Tara's arms with an emotional release she didn't even know she had needed. Tara stood there holding the young woman in her arms. She let go and Tara thought that she would test a theory. She leaned into Dawn and whispered into her ear "I know about you and Xander." The feeling of shock that emanated from the Slayer's sister confirmed her suspicions. She tuned back to the room and got a nod from Buffy. This was a sign of acceptance that only the Scoobies got.
Then she turned to Willow, still seated at the table. For the first time since her resurrection, she stuttered. " H-hey Will, h-how've you been."
"How long are you back for?" Tara thought now she knew why she always stayed to the point, Willow always had.
"As long as l-life."
"For ever?"
"Y-yeah"
"Your eyes?" Everyone turned as they realised that she hadn't opened her eyes since she entered.
"My price for resurrection. Whistler gave me a gift of sight though, I'm blind but I've got a kind of magical sonar."
The silence returned then Willow stood, walked over to Tara with a blank face, stared at her for a few moments as if searching for something. Then, ever so slowly, she melted into her arms, thanking the powers with every breath as tears fell down her face. As the two Witches reunited, Xander Buffy and Dawn all silently left to allow them to get reacquainted.
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A/N Well that's chapter four, as always all comments bad or good are welcome vie Reviews or email. Hope to hear from you soon more to come so keep reading. :-)
